"Brother Chen!" Huo Qingtong and the others hurried over to check on him. Hulagu Khan took the opportunity to retreat to one side, a trace of mockery appearing on his face.
"Don't worry, I won't die yet." Chen Jialuo opened his eyes weakly. At the critical moment just now, he had avoided a fatal blow, but he still could not escape serious injury.
As Huo Qingtong had her companions bandage Chen Jialuo's wounds, she turned back and glared furiously at Hulagu Khan. "Using firearms was already excessive enough. Now you have resorted to such despicable schemes to harm people!"
Hulagu Khan sneered. "Miss Huo has been on the battlefield herself. Don't you find those words laughable?"
Huo Qingtong bit her lip. On the battlefield, people truly used every means available. Strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with what he had done. "Fine. Sooner or later, we will settle this score with the Prince."
Hulagu Khan burst into laughter. "Over the years, I've heard far too many meaningless threats like that. In the end, didn't every one of them crawl beneath the iron hooves of our Mongol cavalry and beg for mercy?"
The Muzhuolun Tribe members' faces turned livid, but there was nothing they could do to him. Fearing a conflict between the two sides, Western Xia hurriedly sent people forward to mediate and announced the start of the fourth match.
The fourth match was Xu Zhu of Shaolin against Wang Baobao of Prince Ruyang's Mansion.
Even Song Qingshu could not tell who would win if the two fought. Xu Zhu's martial arts were formidable, but Wang Baobao now seemed as though he had cheats enabled as well. Coupled with the killing aura he had honed on the battlefield, it was truly hard to say who would emerge victorious.
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