Proudly follow your heart

Xia Palace, the Great Hall of Deliberations.

"Your Majesty, regarding the battle on the front line—" the minister's voice hesitated, and the atmosphere of silence in the hall was extremely terrifying. No one dared to confirm the truth of the rumors to the monarch seated.

Although I dare not, I can't help but guess. If it is not true, why would the king on the throne have such an ugly face?

But if it was true, then the throne in front of him, wouldn't it be - someone else should sit on it?

Those who can still stand alive in this hall are not stupid people, no one will seek their own death, those who want to die have already got their wish, and those who are left want to live the rest of their lives well , so no one asked what should not be asked.

Emperor Pingkang didn't answer the words, the hall was quiet and the needles could be heard, the ministers were not even sure whether he had heard what he said just now, they could only see Huangde's gloomy face was worse than the frost and snow in winter.

Finally, the king on the seat said, "Don't worry about the border affairs, the prince will handle it. Let me ask you, you all know what is going on outside now? Said that I framed my siblings, said that sitting on the throne It should have been that Jun Zhanran... It's ridiculous!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he swept away the display beside the throne, and Emperor Pingkang said angrily, "Quickly order someone to find out! Who is spreading rumors to confuse people!"

The roar sounded faintly exasperated, but the ministers would never say this, and they all nodded their heads, taking orders to remember in their hearts.In fact, if they don't do this thing, there will be someone else to do it. Your Majesty has other people who belong directly to the king and specialize in doing things that should not be mentioned in the open. These people have existed since the founding of the country. Everyone knows it well.

Now that Emperor Pingkang made such an order, maybe the source of the news has not been found out, but it has spread to such an extent that the person who revealed the matter has not yet been found out. It seems that the people behind the scenes must not be idle.

All the ministers present were silent, no matter whether Jun Zhanran was the fourth prince or not, no matter whether they recognized him or not, now is not a good time to speak.

There are also people who want to ask again, but before they can open their mouths, they are pulled by the sleeves of their colleagues and shake their heads as a signal. The older people follow the pointers to recall the past, and then look around, they will be shocked. I don’t know when those former emperors The remaining old courtiers are no longer in the court.

The old are old, the dead are dead, and some of them were replaced by young people and left sadly. Now looking at the early court, most of them are young and middle-aged, and none of the old courtiers who followed the former emperor Yongsheng disappeared.

Could it be that... When it came to the present, the minister who wanted to speak stopped talking. He kept his eyes on his nose and his heart, and even though there was a storm in his heart, he didn't let his face show the slightest trace.

What will happen to Xia Guo in the future?

The atmosphere in the early court was weird, filled with indescribable turmoil and uneasiness, people's hearts were fluctuating, internal and external troubles, this should be taboo for the king, but Emperor Pingkang didn't seem to notice it, his fingers tapped on the armrest of the throne, and he was angry. A cold smile flashed across Yi's eyes.

Jun Zhanran's existence is certainly a thorn in his throat, a long-standing confidant's trouble, but what he relies on is Nangong Cangao, Wulou and Yingxiaomeng, and now there is only one more Linnan.

If everything he relied on was eradicated, what else could he do alone?

Thinking of this, Huang De's mood even improved.

Since ancient times, winners and losers, sometimes the truth is not important, what matters is the result.

Three days later, the border between Beijiang and Xia Kingdom.

Nangong Cangao was in front of a valley, not far from Moliang Mountain, named Lintian Valley.

Xia Guo and Beijiang have been circling outside the valley for more than half a month. The valley leads to another city, but the valley road in the mountain is narrow and the terrain is strange. Ordinary people avoid it for fear of not being able to, and call it "ground subsidence".

No matter how desperate Huang De is, no matter how much he wants to kill, the thorn in his side cannot be removed in a short while. At this time, Jun Zhanran is leading his troops on the way to Xia Guo, and he knows very well that this trip is impossible Concealed for too long, there are too many people, even if he breaks up the troops into small teams, Xia Guo will still get the news in a few days, soldiers are precious and fast, he no longer thinks too much, but only Xingzang has to cover up well, so Even Nangong Cang Ao didn't know at this time that Jun Zhanran had taken people to Xia Guo.

Because of Jun Zhanran's order, Wen Rufeng, who stayed behind in the Yingxiao League, went to Xia Kingdom with him. The few Yeliu left behind wanted to pass the matter on to Nangong Cangao, but the trip was delayed due to the front-line war and they could not find him in time. The location of the soldiers and horses led by Nangong Cang Ao.

Lintian Valley is not a good place to go.Xia Guo's army and the troops of Linnan and Beijiang didn't want to be forced into it. In order to save people, the soldiers and horses brought by Nangong Cangao had to stay near Lintian Valley.

"It's this mountain, the place I mentioned last time, thousands of Beijiang's elite soldiers are trapped here, and Lintian Valley is next to it." Ao Wei pointed at a simple map in his hand.

In the past few days, Nangong Cang Ao has not directly fought against Xia Guo's soldiers and horses. He has always adopted the tactic of wandering, fighting and retreating, not to confront Xia Guo head-on, in order to preserve his strength and come here to save people.

Hearing Ao Wei's words, Nangong Cangao nodded absent-mindedly. No matter how free and easy he is, he will feel tired to some extent after these days of fighting.

In the battle with Xia Guo, after Nangong Cang Ao arrived, he took control of the situation. On this point, Bei Jiang's attitude was very cooperative. Ao Wei was a very gentle person. Some of Nangong Cang Ao's subordinates even felt strange that a person like this How did the general lead his troops, or is he just a puppet, and the real manipulator is the so-called "superior" behind the scenes?

If it was changed before, if someone brought up this matter, Nangong Cang Ao would definitely pursue it to the end, but now it seems that he is not in the mood.

"Count the number of people and set off immediately!" Nangong Cang Ao's cold face was also painted with a touch of blood red light with a touch of the red shining sun-shielding knife in his hand.

"Let's go!" Shu Yan sent the order down, and Yinjiu on the side smiled coldly, touched his long and narrow nose, and it was time to kill again.

The fierce battle is about to start, and the two flags of Beijiang and Linnan are flying high. After the bloodbath, the totems of the two countries on them have already been stained with scarlet mottled.

The sound of iron hoofs, trampling on the ground full of stones and gravel, roared, and lingered on the side of Moliang Mountain for a long time.

Lin Nan's soldiers and horses went first, and Nangong Cang Ao led the troops. He always took the lead and followed the general. The morale of Lin Nan's soldiers was always high.

Not to mention anything else, seeing the heads flying up in front of you, you will know that it must be their General Nangong who raises his sword and brings down another ray of dead souls under Zheri Dao.

There is no room for kindness and hesitation on the battlefield. There is only sweat and blood, life and death.

Iron hooves trampled over corpses, long knives slashed at the enemy's neck, the bloody storm is no longer just a description, but a real existence, happening right in front of your eyes - kill!kill!kill!The sound of slashing and killing around the sky was loud, and the red glow of the killing reflected the sky, and the clouds in the sky were layered like fire, Nangong Cang Ao occasionally raised his head, and saw a red glow in front of him, as if the murderous aura spread across the sky, reflecting the sky red.

For no reason, I thought of Jun Zhanran.

This has never happened before, Nangong Cangao himself felt strange, there is no room for half-heartedness on the battlefield, he has always been very restrained, as long as the battle starts, he will not think about it, for some reason today, he thought of Zhan during the battle Of course.

Flowing clouds are like fire, it is a beautiful color, and it is also ominous. Nangong Cangao never believed in these things. He just suddenly thought that if a man like Jun Zhanran, who gives people a sense of indifference, is dressed in red, he will not know. What will happen?

For no reason, thinking about it this way, I actually feel that it may not be out of line, maybe it is quite suitable.

With a long howl, the sun-shielding knife slashed across, and blood spilled from a height, staining the white horse under Nangong Cang Ao's seat red. Someone looked at it from a distance and sighed softly.

Nangong Cang Ao seemed to be aware that no one knew who led the soldiers in the Xia Kingdom. Since Mu Zhaoran was captured, Huangde seemed to have no one to use. This person led the soldiers and talked very little. For a moment, he saw red clouds all over the sky, and the general of the Xia Kingdom in the distance suddenly smiled secretly at him.

"Marshal Ying, if you die in the hands of this general today, it will be my luck!" Xia Guo's banner waved, and amidst the general's long laughter, the soldiers and horses who were trapped at the bottom of the mountain suddenly rushed from inside. come out.

The weapons in their hands did not go towards the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom, but towards the soldiers of Lin Nan!

"Ao Wei!" With a sharp look, Nangong Cang Ao understood, cursed loudly, turned his head and yelled, "Everyone obey orders, withdraw—"

There are still people who don't understand, but it's too late to understand. The alliance who was still in the rear to provide support at any time, suddenly turned against each other. Ao Wei waved the command flag in his hand, gritted his teeth, and muttered to himself with a complex expression, "Don't blame me, I It’s also involuntary, there’s no way…”

The so-called thousands of elites who were trapped in the mountain are now all out of trouble, no Xia Guobing will stop them, and they don't see any signs of depression, all of them are overflowing with murderous aura.

The long sword and the long sword slashed towards Lin Nan's men and horses.

This is a trap, and it has been a calculated trap from beginning to end.

Ao Wei has been controlled by Xia Guo, and Beijiang has already surrendered to Xia Guo.

Laughter came from the crowd, and some of the men and horses led by Ao Wei jumped up and landed on the horse, "Nangong Cang Ao, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"

This laugh was very smug, this person Nangong Cang Ao was no stranger to him, he squinted his eyes, "Huang Mu—"

Looking across the crowd, just across from Nangong Cang Ao, the person sitting on the horse and staring at him is Huang Mu, the Second Prince of Xia Kingdom.