The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Murong Zhao nodded. He had studied the previous battle in detail.

Che Zhou has actually done a good job, the key is that he was defeated by the new type of chariot used by Wang Kang. He was caught by surprise and caught off guard.

And now this kind of chariot has not gone out.

Then why is he?

What a bluff!

With so many troops, how can I crush them...

"It's really shocking!"

Looking at the scene ahead, Wang Kang couldn't help sighing.

At first glance, it looks like a black cloud, but it corresponds to today's gloomy sky.

Wang Kang patted his horse and walked to the arena alone, this time he was in the lead.

He was quite repulsed by this at first, but this time it was different, the coach of the Yan army on the opposite side was Murong Zhao, Prince of Yan.

This is a big shot, and he is also curious to meet him.

Seeing Wang Kang walk out, Murong Zhao also came forward alone, which suits him.

Murong Zhao had never met Wang Kang before, so he was also quite curious.

"too young!"

With just one glance, Murong Zhao's heart burst into such a sentence.

He never thought that the person who led him to such a state, Zhao Guo's famous General Pingxi, was so young.

He frowned slightly, and his murderous intentions became even heavier. He was already so powerful at such a young age, and he had to get rid of it, otherwise he would be the enemy of the Yan Kingdom!

It is a serious problem.

Both of them were looking at each other, one with a stern expression, and the other with an indifferent smile.

Neither spoke.

They are all waiting for the other party to speak first.

"Why are you?"

After a long time, Murong Zhao asked first.

It wasn't that he couldn't hold his breath, but that Wang Kang's expression really made him uncomfortable.

He smiled lightly, and his eyes were full of disdain, which hurt him deeply.

"Why should I?"

"Because I am Wang Kang!"

"Aren't you a little too crazy!"

Wang Kang asked back: "Do you know what happened to Chen Tang?"

Murong Zhao's pupils shrank. Of course he knew that Chen Tang was an important official of the Vietnamese side, a famous commander of the Vietnamese country, and was also well-known in other countries.

"He lost!"

Before Murong Zhao could speak, Wang Kang said, "He was defeated terribly. The 20 troops were almost completely killed and wounded, and he was also dead."

"This palace, not Chen Tang."

"Yes, you are not Chen Tang."

Wang Kang said coldly: "Because you are more hateful than Chen Tang, so your fate will be even worse!"

"Ha ha!"

Murong Zhao laughed loudly and said, "Wang Kang, are you too crazy?"

"I'm crazy because I have the capital to be crazy!"

Wang Kang said lightly: "I came to see you because I have something to tell you, I will do what you have done."

"you……"

Murong Zhao froze for a moment, and then came to his senses in an instant.

What did he do?

Lead troops to attack Zhao.

And Wang Kang said this to show that he will do the same thing, that is, lead troops to attack Yan...

"Wang Kang, are you crazy!"

Murong Zhao is really incomprehensible, how could he say such a thing...

"From the very beginning of the war, I have flattened the Yue Kingdom and settled the grasslands, and now I am only one step away from perfection!"

Wang Kang paused and said, "That's Sao Nanyan...you get ready!"

Say it.

Wang Kang left directly.

What he said was actually intended to be aggressive, or to stimulate Murong Zhao.

Now that the goal is achieved, there will be no ink marks.

"Are you ready..."

Murong Zhao naturally understood what this sentence meant, I'm going to hit you, you have to be prepared!

To him, this is an insult!

Murong Zhao is the crown prince of Yan State, under one man, above ten thousand people!

Such a distinguished status.

If you can accept it!

"Arrogance, arrogance!"