C221

"Empress, it's time to go back to the army. Please go back."

Ji Tian Ning turned his head to look at the surrounding guards and couldn't help but sigh to himself. No matter where she went, there would always be a lot of guards following her, giving her no chance to escape.

He got on the horse and left, looking back three times at the place where he had buried Li Tian. Even though he had left, his heart remained here.

"Tap, tap, tap …"

The rapid sound of horse hooves shattered the silence of the land. Ji Tian Ning could feel the bumpy movements of the horse carriage. At this moment, the speed at which they were travelling was much faster than usual.

"Where are we going? Why are you marching so fast? "

Raising the curtain of the carriage, he slightly opened the window and gazed outside. He discovered that the direction of the great army was the northwest direction as they rushed towards the Southern Champion City.

Closing the window, he closed his eyes and silently rested in the carriage. Fortunately, the carriage was extremely thick, so he was able to bear with it. She also didn't want to ride a horse in the cold wind. Most importantly, she didn't have that riding skill.

He raised his wrist to check his watch. It had been more than two hours since they had started their hasty march, but there was no sign of a halt.

From noon until nightfall, the army had not stopped.

After stopping, Ji Tian Ning discovered that the army had been travelling at high speeds for seven hours already. At this time, the sky outside had already darkened. Large groups of people were already preparing food for the horses.

Ji Tian Ning got off the carriage, wearing her fox fur coat, and walked alone among the army. She realized that the army had not put up their tents, nor had they unsaddled their horses. This meant that the army wouldn't be stationed here tonight. They would definitely set off immediately after resting.

Sure enough, after resting for two hours, the great army once again set off, maintaining a rapid pace as they marched. They continued to advance for another six hours before stopping to rest again.

This time, the army had camped in the middle of the night and only rested for four hours.

Along the way, Ji Tian Ning did not find Huo Ni Lin, Wu De and the others, nor did An Ling Qing Lan and the others. She thought that there must be a war ahead and that Huo Ni Lin himself had led the troops to start it.

He shook his head slightly. As an emperor, he would always lead troops into battle personally. It was tiring for an emperor like Huo Ni Lin to do such a thing. What she didn't know was that the Fire Reversal Scale was trying to make her feel depressed, and it also liked the smell of blood on the battlefield.

Three hundred kilometers. The great army was advancing at high speed. They would arrive by noon the next day.

A stream of blood spurted out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air as it bloomed with beautiful blood-red flowers. It withered instantly and fell to the ground.

Blood dripped to the ground from the tip of the saber as another head landed on the ground. The head rolled on the ground, blood gushing out from the wound like a blooming flower.

A tinge of blood-red appeared in his eyes as the blade in his hand continued to descend, reaping the lives on the battlefield like wheat being harvested.

He liked the smell and the scene of the blood, and it made him excited and happy. The reason why he was always leading troops as a sovereign was because of this.

Watching one living thing after another fall in front of him and blossoming with blood red, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

The blood-red eyes swept the surroundings, listening to the enemy's wails. In his ears, this sound was even more moving than the most beautiful music. He likes to see his enemies bleed, run, beg for mercy...

"I remember the first time I saw that kitten was on the battlefield."

Using numbers to bully the weak and a hundred li to attack, the battle was carried out without any suspense. The enemy only had a few thousand people, which was a bit too few for the reverse scale.

These enemies hadn't been able to make him do his best yet. Killing them as if they were rotten weeds along the way, even if it was an enemy running away, he wouldn't let them go.

The slaughter rose up, and the enemies who were kneeling on the ground also lost their heads under his blade.

A group of guards had been following them around. Their duty was to protect the Fire Reversal Scale and allow it to kill to its heart's content. To prevent too many enemies from getting close to the reverse scale, they did not care about those enemies that could not pose a threat to the reverse scale. They coldly watched the heads of the enemies dancing under the blades.

The enemy began to retreat as the Fire Lin followed closely behind. He would not let an enemy escape. He had to make Hou Hou a part of history and kill him here.

The soldiers divided themselves into two groups and attacked the places occupied by the Xiao-Hou along the way. They cut off the Hou's retreat and made a beeline for his lair. He had long planned this. Regardless of whether or not the Marquis could die in his hands today, he would not have the chance to rise again.

The territory of the Marquis was only a few hundred miles, and the total number of troops under his command was only 50,000 to 60,000. The huge army of 100,000 that he personally led was actually the elite troops of the Southern Champion Kingdom, which was on completely different terms with the troops of the Marquis.

Usually, the various officials were very respectful, and the territories they occupied were very barren. He only used the Hou Hou as a line of defense to block Feng Yuan. For if Fukuhara wanted to enter from this place, he had to pass through the territory of the Marquis.

Currently, the borders of Fengyuan had already belonged to the Southern Champion City. The Hou Hou was the superfluous force, and he would not allow the Hou and Hou to share in the spoils.

In the chaos, the soldiers of the Hou Mansion retreated, fleeing in defeat.

"Dammit, what does the Emperor of the Southern Champion want?"

The crowd stared at the retreating soldiers on top of the city wall with hatred. Never in their wildest dreams did they expect that Huo Ni Lin would personally lead troops to subjugate them. Taking advantage of the war between Nanke and Fengyuan, he expanded the territory by over a hundred li and recruited new troops.

He was full of confidence as he thought about how he could continue to expand the fruits of his battle and become the new elite amongst the dukes. He even imagined that he would soon be able to ascend the throne and establish another country after Fengyuan.

The defeated soldiers madly ran towards the Mausoleum City. Only by entering the city would they be able to preserve their lives.

The Hou Hou soldiers stood on top of the city walls, but they didn't dare open the city gates. Huo Ni Lin brought the imperial guards and followed closely behind them. He was worried that if he opened the city gates to let the soldiers into the city, Huo Ni Lin's men would chase them down, and the city wouldn't be able to protect itself.

Would it be easy for him to obtain this hundred li of land and this Tomb City?

"Open the door. Master Hou, please open the door …"

The soldiers wailed as they surrounded the city. The Southern Champion Army pressed on them from behind. The cold glint of their swords and spears shone brightly in the snow.

"Master Hou, I beg of you to open the gate and let us in."

The crying of the soldiers disrupted the hearts of the soldiers. They hastily ordered their subordinates to prepare the things guarding the city and protect the city strictly. Glancing down at the city below, he saw a dense crowd of soldiers running away, panicking as they looked at the tall city walls.

Batches after batches of soldiers fell to the ground. Dark red blood dyed the snow red. The silvery white snow had now become a strange blood-red color.

A thick smell of blood floated in the air. Nan Gong's army had high morale. Seeing the enemy retreating, and the Fire Reversal Scales taking the lead, they were invincible. The Emperor was leading them at the very front. Naturally, their morale would rise.

The cold smile on his face drew a deathly arc in the air as he watched the fleeing officials. With the flash of his saber, his head rolled like a watermelon and was kicked to the side by the horse's hooves.

Seeing the city gate shut, the Marquis' men felt despair. Behind this place was Ling He, and as Ling He was near Nanke, there was only a thin layer of ice on the surface of the river. Many soldiers who had nowhere to run fled to the thin surface of the ice. Due to the number of soldiers on the ice, the surface of the ice was too thin and brittle, causing it to split open.

"Ka, ka, ka …"

The ice cracked open, and many soldiers fell into the ice-cold water. The river water of winter was bone-chilling, and soldiers wearing armor sank into the water while waving their hands.

The wailing could be heard incessantly. The troops of the various families began to flee in all directions like headless flies.

"Your Lordship, those below are all your subordinates. There's five thousand men!"

The deputy general beside the duke stopped looking and whispered to him. He knew quite a few of those people. They had once lived with life and death together, and his cousin had been locked outside the gate.

"Master Hou, open a small gap in the city gates and let the people in front in."

"No, the city gate absolutely cannot be opened. The moment the deserters rush in, the city gate definitely cannot be closed. The people of the Southern Champion will follow them in."

He did not dare to take the risk. The number of troops in the Southern Champion City was much higher than his own subordinates. If he rushed into the city, the city would fall.

There were five thousand men below the city, and they were all dead now. Many of the remaining men shouted for surrender.

"Your majesty, now is the time to employ people. It's not wise to kill them all. Leave these people to be the vanguards and set off for Fengyuan to accomplish great deeds."

After the reverse fire scale had fought, its emotions were released and it calmed down. He nodded, signalling for An Lingyun to accept the troops.

The Marquis landed a heavy punch on the city walls, feeling both indignant and helpless.

"Attack the city!"

With a command from Huo Ni Lin, a large group of people began to attack the city, and those soldiers were then escorted to the front of the battle formation as the vanguards of the city. These soldiers sighed. They had just escaped from death, but they were sent back to the line of death.

Behind him was the Law Enforcement Battalion with a bow in their hands. Whether it was the army of the Southern Champion or the army that had just surrendered, anyone who dared to retreat would be shot dead.

Looking back at the cold bow, the soldiers of the Marquis of Pangaea sighed in their hearts and had no choice but to fight for the city.

At the same time, another group of people cut off all avenues of retreat for the dukes and dukes, and went to their lairs.

After continuously attacking the city for two days straight, everyone knew that it was very difficult to protect the city. There were only around ten thousand soldiers guarding the city, but their morale was low right now. This was because the Marquis of Zhi had ruthlessly abandoned the soldiers outside the city, causing the city's soldiers to be displeased.

In fact, if the various dukes had opened their gates in time, they would have allowed many soldiers to enter the city and avoid being killed outside. It was because he was afraid of the Fiery-Scaled Tiger's reputation and military power that he had missed the best opportunity to rescue those soldiers.

"Reporting to your majesty, I received a secret letter from Ximen Family. Ely, who is guarding the Ximen Family, sent a secret letter, saying that he is willing to surrender Ximen Family to the Emperor and request that he be spared from the sins of his subordinates."

Someone presented the secret letter. Huo Ni Lin opened it and took a look. The letter was very brief, indicating that he did not dare to resist the Emperor's might and was willing to surrender the Ximen Imperial Clan. He only wanted to exempt the Emperor from punishment. The other part of the letter stated that his cousin was actually outside the city, and should have already surrendered to the Southern Champion, so he begged not to let his cousin charge into the fray and spare his life.

"An Ling Cyan Mist, what do you think about this matter?"

"Your majesty, there is no way for us to guard the city. The subordinates of the officials in the city know this as well. When the officials in the city heard that most of them were dissatisfied with the duke's decision not to rescue the soldiers outside the city, their minds changed. This official is willing to lead a group of people to accept the west gate. Regardless of whether or not there is some trickery involved, with the Emperor supporting them from behind, it will definitely be a foolproof plan. "

After thinking for a moment, Huo Ni Lin realized that Eli had arranged some tricks. Against the army of the Southern Champion City, with five times the amount of troops, no tricks or tricks would be effective.

It was night. A'An'ling Qinglan led a group of elite soldiers to receive the west gate, and they rushed into the Ling Tian City. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with it, Huo Ni Lin also led his army into the Ling City.

All the soldiers were defeated in the battle of the mountains, and the Fire Rhinoceros pursued them through the night with the intention of conquering Mount Keshan in one fell swoop and expelling them from Fengyuan or capturing them.

It was a moonless, windy night. An Ling's azure mist was in the vanguard, leading a group of people as they chased closely behind the Marquis. The depressed feeling in his heart and the killing intent in his heart had yet to be completely released. He wanted to personally kill Hou Hou.

Ah!

Amidst the screams, countless men and horses fell into the trap and arrows came flying towards them like a storm. In the dark night, the strong bow endlessly rained down, and suddenly, a large portion of the people of the Southern Champion City fell.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty …"

Faintly, a frightened shout came out of nowhere. The White Horse that was covered in blood fell to the ground.