Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

"The old emperor didn't know to tell me in advance, otherwise I wouldn't have beaten Mao Jiang so badly!"

When he first knew that Mao Jiang was only pretending to rebel, he was still very shocked, but after thinking about Li Huang's ruthless and scheming temperament, he felt that this matter was not incomprehensible.

The rebellion in Yunzhou involved a lot, and both Shuzhou and Yuanzhou were involved.As a result, countless people died.

What's even more tragic is that the vast majority of people were killed.

Thinking of the officials and soldiers in Yunzhou, Shuzhou and Yuanzhou who joined the rebellion, Lan Yuehou felt a little playful.

But in the fun, he was also a little annoyed.

You must know that his Mingyue Army lost [-]% of its soldiers because of this, and even he himself became a pawn in Li Huang's hands.

The point is that he still has to follow the path designed by Li Huang.

Whenever he thought of Li Huang's old face, he couldn't help but want to slap him.

Of course, he was just thinking about it, and he was full of fear for Li Huang.

"Hehe, after all, the old emperor misread one thing, but I don't know when he will wake up.".

"If he still can't wake up, then there will be a good show!"

Lan Yuehou thought with a smile on his face.

He is looking forward to Li Huang's expression when he wakes up, and even more looking forward to what choice Li Huang will make in the end.

That must be wonderful.

Just when he was thinking about this, the old man next to him said, "Master Hou, everything is ready!"

Lan Yuehou nodded slightly and said, "Then let's start!"

Boom boom boom!

The drums were beaten, and the horns sounded.

The heavy sound caused the war horse to neigh.

There are gloomy clouds floating in the sky, making the atmosphere between heaven and earth more depressing, making people feel breathless.

In the army formation, catapults and crossbows are ready.

With the sound of war drums and bursts of roars, catapults and crossbow arrows were thrown out one after another.

"kill!"

Thousands of soldiers put their lives on the line, or pushed cloud carts, or set up cloud ladders, and rushed towards the tall city wall.

At the same time, the soldiers on the city wall launched a counterattack against the rain of swords and stones.

This is the prelude to the Battle of Nanyang City.

in the city.

Mao Jiang stood in front of a pavilion window, looking at the entire city.

Beside him, Gong Yunshan and Ji Ming were standing.

Of the two of them, one represents Xiaoyao Island and the other represents Yemu. Ji Ming knows about Gong Yunshan's situation, but Gong Yunshan doesn't know about Ji Ming and Yemu's situation. He only thinks that Ji Ming is the general of the army in Nanyang City.

The three stood together, each with his own thoughts.

"When will the barbarians cross the river?" Mao Jiang asked calmly.

A strange look flashed in Gong Yunshan's eyes. Mao Jiang was very unwilling to cooperate with the barbarians before. He thought that Mao Jiang would be very angry if he brought the barbarians this time.

But now Mao Jiang not only did not show any anger, but he was also concerned about when the barbarians would cross the river.

But thinking about the situation facing Nanyang City at this time, he felt that it was reasonable for Mao Jiang to accept cooperation with the barbarians.

"soon!"

Gong Yunshan looked towards the gloomy sky in the south, with a faint smile on his face.

Mao Jiang nodded slightly, and said, "I hope you can keep an eye on them, I don't want to see them wreak havoc here!"

Gong Yunshan was not surprised. Mao Jiang was afraid that the barbarians would act recklessly, which was normal.

In his opinion, this may be Mao Jiang's bottom line.

"I know that after the barbarian army crosses the river, they will go straight to the enemy's formation. After the battle is over, they will be stationed outside Nanyang City. Don't worry about that."

Mao Jiang remained silent.

Gong Yunshan didn't care, and turned around and left.

After he came to see, Mao Jiang said: "I hope to kill them all this time!"

There was a cold glint in his eyes, and those gloomy and cold eyes were like a ferocious lone wolf, giving off a cruel and bloodthirsty feeling.

Ji Ming smiled lightly and said, "When the barbarians cross the river, Gongyun Mountain will be useless, and he will be at your disposal then."

"This guy, I want to kill him a long time ago!" Mao Jiang put on a look of resentment.

He was not acting, but really resented Gong Yunshan's actions.

You must know that he hates the barbarians the most, but Gong Yunshan still colludes with the barbarians.

For this alone, he felt that Gong Yunshan was more hateful than the Night Shadow Organization.

"By the way, are the two secret masters here?"

Mao Jiang asked in a low voice.

"Come on, they are with Mahulaka, just outside the city, after the barbarians cross the river and fight with Lan Yuehou's army, they will take action." Ji Ming said.

"They didn't enter the city?" Mao Jiang asked.

"It's not necessary, they will choose the right time to make a move." Ji Ming said.

"Then don't we need to meet them?" Mao Jiang asked again.

Ji Ming chuckled, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and said: "When everything is over, they will come to see us."

There was a bit of contempt, a bit of ridicule, and a bit of killing intent in that strange color.

Mao Jiang didn't notice the emotion in his eyes, and Ji Ming also didn't see the murderous intent in Mao Jiang's eyes.

"Since we don't need to see each other now, let's see each other again when everything is over!" Mao Jiang's tone was more relieved and relaxed.

The relaxed tone made Ji Ming a little surprised, and he looked up at Mao Jiang.

At this moment, Mao Jiang also turned to look at him.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, suddenly!

Clang!

There was a crisp sword cry.

next moment.

Puchi!

The pale blade pierced into the soft chest and came out through the body.

Bright red blood seeped out along the edge of the sword, infecting Ji Ming's black armor, and then dripped onto the ground of the pavilion.

Ji Ming looked at Mao Jiang in astonishment.

Unbelievable.

"you!"

Mao Jiang grinned, "You will die before Gongyun Mountain!"

"why?"

Ji Ming felt the sharp pain coming from his chest, and felt the gradually icy body, and asked inconceivably.

Mao Jiang said with a smile: "Just now you should have thought to kill me after this battle is over!"

"Hehe~~"

"Kill me, and you can take control of Nanyang City alone, and you will still be the most important person in charge of Yemu in Nanyang City."

"Your calculation is very good, but you have overlooked one thing."

"That means Master Ben is not a fool!"

He sneered, slowly twisted the long sword in his hand, and drew it out.

Ji Ming was terrified, and the severe pain made him lose all his strength. Suddenly, he seemed to have turned into a cold corpse. Although his consciousness was still very clear, he already felt the great terror of death. .

"Don't worry, Master Ben will send many people down to accompany you!"

Mao Jiang said quietly, and the next moment he suddenly pulled out the long sword from Ji Ming's chest.

At this time, he was very excited, his heart was shaking with excitement, and his whole body was trembling.

He has endured humiliation for more than ten years, and has been with Ji Mingxuxu for more than ten years, wandering among many forces, and he is always in fear, for fear that he will be accidentally exposed.

Now it's all finally coming to an end, and everything he's given will be rewarded.

Ji Ming was terrified and limp on the ground, staring at Mao Jiang with eyes that were gradually losing their vitality.

On the city floor.

Song Chen looked at the soldiers of the Mingyue Army who were gradually rushing up the city wall, panic flashed in his eyes.

"Quick, stop them!"

"Don't let them come up!"

He roared with all his strength, and the soldiers around him fought hard.

The battle was extremely fierce, above and below the city wall, it seemed that everything had turned into a sea of ​​blood, corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood flowed like a river.

The sound of fighting and screaming came one after another, and the sound of the collision of weapons echoed between the heaven and the earth like a chilling zither.

Seeing more and more enemies rushing up the city wall, Song Chen finally couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.

"Come on, hurry up and ask the general for help!"

he shouted eagerly.

As soon as the voice fell, several soldiers hurried down the city wall and ran towards the position where Mao Jiang was in the city.

But just 200 meters away from the city wall, they were stopped by a group of soldiers in iron armor.

With the sword on their bodies, after a few screams, they turned into corpses.

On the pavilion, Mao Jiang was still standing in front of the window, watching this scene with a face as cold as ice.

Song Chen!

In Mao Jiang's heart, he was already a dead person.

As one of the three generals under his command, he actually colluded with Ji Ming. It was not easy for Mao Jiang to tolerate him until now.

A traitor deserves to die.

If it was someone else, he might still be a little bit intolerable, but for Song Chen, he could no longer bear it.

The east gate and west gate of Nanyang City.

A silent and chilling atmosphere enveloped the two city gate towers.

Compared with the tragic North City Gate, the East City Gate and West City Gate seem to be in another world.

Liu Bo and Lu Ji stood quietly on the top of the two city gates, quietly watching the battle at the north gate.

There was no anxiety or pity in their eyes, because they were Mao Jiang's most trusted subordinates.

They are willing to follow Mao Jiang to betray Dali, and they are willing to follow Mao Jiang and return to Dali.

Right or wrong is not important in their hearts, what is important is their Mao Jiang's order.

They are Mao Jiang's loyalists.

While the two of them stood by and watched the battle on the north city wall, wooden boats on the Nanyuan River came from the south bank of the river.

The appearance of ships represents the arrival of the barbarian army.

The expressions of the cavalry scouts galloping along the river changed slightly when they saw this.

The scout ran, took out the horn that was not on his waist, blushed and blew it.