Chapter 264: Plan...as usual
Hanging Sword Pass.
The sky was dark, the full moon was rising high, everything seemed to happen in a moment, the blood stains on the city wall were almost condensed, and even the wind was mixed with the smell of blood.
In the center of the tower of Xuanjian Pass, there is an ancient staircase. This ancient staircase is the only corridor leading up to the tower from the city, and it is also the last portal of Xuanjian Pass.
Five figures stood in front of the ancient steps. Blood was constantly dripping from their armors. There were pieces of meat mixed in the gaps between the armor plates on their bodies, and the lines had long been scattered.
The leader stood like a living demon, holding a halberd. His short body of seven feet, against the backdrop of this deep corridor, was as majestic as a ten thousand-foot mountain.
Behind them, several figures were lying crookedly, and in front of them were piles of corpses.
Broken swords and arrows in the corridor covered almost the entire road.
"kill!"
Outside the ancient steps, there was another cold low shout, and along with the shouts of killing, hundreds of figures rushed in, fiercely attacking Ning Chen and his party.
"Uh-huh!"
"call!"
The halberd was waved, the black hair was flying, and there was a touch of coldness on the angular face. There seemed to be no color in his eyes. There was no sadness, no joy, no anger, no worry, and they were filled with strong murderous intent.
"die!"
A halberd was slashed out, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams continued. Countless enemy soldiers were frightened and did not dare to step forward.
"His Royal Highness King Sheng, although you have the courage of ten thousand men, when you finally run out of strength, how about giving up the tunnel and just retreating?"
"People are in jail."
Ning Chen glanced back, looked at the few remaining brothers behind him, and grinned: "Back then, it was the four of you who came to this Hanging Sword Pass with me."
"I didn't expect that at the end of the day, four brothers would accompany me on the road to hell."
"With my brothers by my side, I am never alone."
"Your Majesty!"
Chang An's eyes were filled with tears and he said hoarsely: "You are my king of Dayu. Listen to my brother's advice and go back!"
"If the pass is lost, it can still be taken back. If the territory is lost, it can still be fought back. The revenge of the hundred thousand men of my Zhenxi King's army is still waiting for you to avenge it. Go back!"
"Brother, please."
Four staggering figures knelt on one knee and said with sincere expressions: "Please return to the capital, Your Majesty!"
"Hahaha!"
"Why are you crying?"
"Died in battle is the destination of our generals. In this Hanging Sword Pass, there are no princes, they are all General Yu!"
"Even if I die now, I will have no regrets!"
Ning Chen smiled casually and looked up. The sky was filled with stars before he knew it. The starry night here is so beautiful!
It's even more beautiful than the one in Wangcheng. It's twinkling. If she sees it, she will definitely like it very much.
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The handsome tent under the city.
"You bastard, it's been a full hour, why haven't you taken down the tower yet?"
"What do you do for food?"
"Didn't you say that there are only a group of remnants left?"
A white-haired old man in golden armor looked at the generals in front of him with an angry expression and scolded them mercilessly.
"Commander!"
"King Yu Sheng was a man of great martial arts and could form an army with one man. At this moment, no less than a thousand soldiers died in his hands."
"Strong crossbows cannot break them, arrows cannot come close to them, and swords cannot damage their bodies."
"The city gate below Xuanjian Pass has been blocked, but after the soldiers climbed up the tower, there was only one corridor to enter. With him guarding it alone, the soldiers could not attack at all!"
The leading general also spoke with a low expression. The white-haired old man's expression condensed, and he walked out of the tent and looked in the direction of Xuanjian Pass.
"King Yu Sheng..."
"Didn't he return to Beijing?"
Chen Zhaochong had a deep look in his eyes, and after pondering for a long time, he looked at the leading general: "Send my command to Mo Hui to fight, and try not to hurt his life."
"King Sheng is a character."
"When this year's list of famous generals is released, there will definitely be a place among the top ten!"
"It's a pity...that it can't be used by me."
As soon as Chen Zhaochong finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the commander's tent. All the generals showed a look of concentration.
Mo Hui, seventh on the list of famous generals...
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Ning Fan stood on the bank of the Li River, looking at the sparkling river, reflecting the light of the starry night.
The shadows of the whirling trees were interspersed with silhouettes of people, and the waves of the river, driven by the wind, hit the shore, making the sound of rushing water.
"My lord, the ship is ready."
"Cross the river!"
Ning Fan spoke calmly, looking at the docked warships in front of him, then raised his feet and walked towards the one directly ahead.
"Is there any news from the front line?"
"No!"
Jia Xu shook his head slightly and stood quietly beside Ning Fan, his eyes were extremely deep, his fists were clenched tightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Neither of them spoke. Ning Fan's expression was erratic, as if he was thinking about something.
"Is there anyone of yours around King Sheng?"
After a long time, Ning Fan suddenly turned his head and stared at Jia Xu with sharp eyes. Even Dian Wei and Xu Chu, who were guarding not far away, felt a chill to their bones.
Jia Xu was silent for a long time and nodded slightly.
"Are you going to let him... stay in the Western Region?"
"Don't dare!"
"I don't dare. Have you done it?"
Jia Xu took two steps back, knelt on the ground with a solemn expression, knocked his head deeply on the ground, and said calmly: "My lord, this subordinate is a counselor, and he uses all deceitful methods."
"But I promise you that His Highness Prince Sheng will never die at the hands of our own people."
"I have never intended to harm Prince Sheng."
"Jia Xu!"
Ning Fan said sternly, pulling out the Xuanyuan Sword and placing it on Jia Xu's neck. Not far away, Dian Wei and Xu Chu both changed their expressions and knelt down.
"My Lord, calm down."
"Hmph!"
Ning Fan snorted coldly, took a deep breath, calmed his complicated emotions, and said calmly: "Brother Sheng, you are my brother who has been with me since childhood, and you are also my mother's godson."
"Back then, Queen Chen and my mother were like sisters. Before Queen Chen died, she entrusted my brother and Le Yao to my mother. The three of us brothers and sisters have been close since childhood. Even though my brother has been away from home for many years, there is no gap between us brothers."
"I don't mind what despicable means you use on Ning An and Ning Yu, but not Ning Chen!"
"Do you understand?"
Facing Ning Fan's sharp eyes, Jia Xu bowed respectfully and nodded heavily.
The ship docked, Jia Xu walked down from the deck, and a man in black walked to his side calmly without any words.
Jia Xu looked at Ning Fan's lonely figure, and his eyes were filled with a few waves. He clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were like flesh, and blood was oozing out, but his face was calm until the man in black spoke.
"Sir, are we going to withdraw?"
"The plan... remains the same."
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