C425 Military fighting

"Nope." Xie Qingrong answered: "With royal brother here in the Jiang Prefecture, I believe that royal brother will definitely do better than me."

She also never thought that Xuanyuan Rui would actually risk his life to return to the capital for Xuanyuan Chen and protect the Jiang Prefecture for him.

This way, he could fight alongside Xuanyuan Chen!

Just as Xie Qingrong finished speaking, the battle drum sounded out.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

The three war drums rang through the sky, scaring all the birds in the forest. They flapped their wings and flew in every direction, fleeing for their lives in panic.

The indifference in the depths of his eyes practically turned into an icicle of ice as he sneered, "Looks like Mo Yun is going to make his move earlier than planned."

Shen Haoxuan chuckled and said, "That's right."

This battle between Wu Huan and Mo Bei was finally about to begin. This battle had already been delayed for a long time, it was time to end it completely.

The horn sounded continuously, and the sound of horses' hooves could be heard from afar. The yellow sand filled the sky, and enemy troops clad in armor riding big horses slowly approached the Mo Bei's border from afar.

Lin Mu had one hand on his waist, the other on the hilt of his sword. His expression was cold and stern, like an ice cube that would never melt, as he stared coldly at the incoming group of Wu Huan soldiers.

"Prepare the entire army!" Lin Mu shouted loudly, the soldiers on the city wall stood guard one after another, guarding the gaps in front of them, determined to not let any of Wu Huan's soldiers have an opportunity to strike.

Arrows rained down from the sky, carrying with them Ling Ran's imposing manner and killing intent. One by one, the soldiers fell down, and one by one, they filled up the empty space in front of them.

Xie Qingrong gazed coldly at Mo Yun in the distance, the arrow in her hands tightly held onto the bow and arrow, the string being pulled taut, as though it was unable to wait any longer and was about to shoot at Mo Yun.

Mo Yun had already taken the lead and nocked an arrow with his bow. The arrow flew towards Xie Qingrong with lightning speed, Xie Qingrong's right hand gently let go, and the arrow flew towards the arrow.

The two arrows met in the air, each carrying a thunderous momentum. After splitting the arrows from the other, they dispersed the force from the arrows and fell from the air.

There was a moment of silence.

Xie Qingrong's cold and indifferent eyes met with Mo Yun's provocative gaze, as if sparks were bursting in the air.

After looking at each other for a long time, Mo Yun retracted his gaze from Xie Qingrong, raised his right hand high up and waved it lightly, making an offensive gesture. The soldiers behind him all attacked the city gate tower.

"Boom —"

"Boom —"

Thousands of warriors held a huge wooden log in their arms, rushing towards the city gate with all their might, intending to break it open.

The soldiers who were following closely behind them were shot by the soldiers on the walls of the Mo Bei. They were hit in the chest by the arrows and fell to the ground, dead.

The sky gradually turned dark, and the scene of the bright sun shining down seemed to be short-lived. Dark clouds covered the sky, and the sky was dark and gloomy. The sky was so dark that there was barely any light in it. It was as if a sleeping beast had been awakened and was roaring angrily.

The layers of dark clouds pressed down on one's mind, almost making it difficult for one to breathe.

Xie Qingrong's cold eyes swept across the sky, quickly returning to the city walls where the soldiers were attacking non-stop.

He murmured softly, "It's going to change."

Shen Haoxuan, who was standing beside Xie Qingrong, did not hear what Xie Qingrong had said clearly. She was stunned for a moment before asking: "Crown Prince's consort, what did you say just now?"

Xie Qingrong lightly glanced at Shen Haoxuan, and casually replied: "It seems that it's going to rain soon."

It was obvious that Mo Yun had also realized this problem. He raised his head to look at the sky, looked at the impending doom of the dark clouds, and then looked at the soldiers who were continuously attacking him. His lips were pursed tightly.

If it rained, it would be even more unfavorable for their siege, and would be twice as difficult as it was in the clear. It would not be worth it if he lost two times his usual strength in order to attack the city.

As this thought flashed through his mind, Mo Yun's gloomy eyes instantly darkened. He raised his raised hand and made a gesture, then he heard the war drum sound again.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

The dull drumming seemed to have turned everyone's mood into one of depression. Mo Yun had just decided to attack the city, but he was going to retreat the next moment. He was feeling depressed.

Wu Huan's army slowly withdrew like the tide. Before Mo Yun rode his big horse away, he turned his head to look at Xie Qingrong, who was riding on the city gate tower, and saw the cold expression in her eyes, the black hair flying everywhere, and even the trace of a mocking sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Caught off guard, the heavy rain came pouring in vigorously.

The bean-sized droplets of rain smashed onto Xie Qingrong's impeccable appearance, on the silver white armor she was wearing, and even on her ice-cold heart, causing circular ripples in it.

Shen Haoxuan took the oil paper umbrella from the Mo Bei's City Lord's hands and held it for Xie Qingrong. Most of the rain water was blocked by the oil paper umbrella, causing half of Shen Haoxuan's arm to become wet, but Shen Haoxuan did not say a single word.

Xie Qingrong looked at the sudden heavy rain, and laughed: "Although Mo Yun did have the perfect strategy to attack the city, he had only miscalculated one thing, and that is that it will rain today."

Shen Haoxuan smiled slightly: "It's not as good as being in the heavens. Since the heavens have mercilessly humiliated Mo Yun on such an important day, I believe that Mo Yun must be flustered and exasperated at this moment. "

"Heh." Xie Qingrong sneered and said: "This rain seems to still fall for a while. Let's first return to the military camp and discuss the upcoming attack on Mo Yun. We must not be so passive. We should take the initiative. This way, the chances of the Heavenly Sage winning will be higher in the face of Wu Huan and the Heavenly Saint. "

After he finished, without giving Shen Haoxuan a chance to react, he went down the city gate tower first and returned to his tent.

Ice-cold rain fell onto Xie Qingrong's hair and her scalp brought about bursts of cool water. Shen Haoxuan took advantage of the oil-paper umbrella and followed closely behind Xie Qingrong.

But in his heart, he was extremely vexed, why was it that he was always one step slower than Xie Qingrong, if Xie Qingrong got sick from the rain, Xuanyuan Chen would definitely not let him go.

What a strange mission! Even though he had to complete the missions that Xuanyuan Chen had given him with absolute assurance of quality every single time, this was the only thing that mattered to him.

Xie Qingrong and Shen Haoxuan had already returned to the camp. They unfurled the map, carefully looked over some of the topography and the routes described on the map, and made sure that there were no mistakes or mistakes.

He then rubbed his weak forehead and leaned on the desk to take a good rest.

When Lin Mu and Black Turtle came in, they had been very cautious and cautious. Shen Haoxuan was somewhat afraid that their voices would disturb his rest.