Chapter 36 Festival

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While they were talking, the two had already skimmed up to the second floor. However, after understanding Ting's intentions, Xijing paused in the corridor and said lightly: "Then, go by yourself, I'll wait for you here."

Ting lowered his eyes and whispered: "Master...you, don't you still want to see him?"

Xijing smiled and raised his hand to touch the girl's hair, but his eyes gradually became murderous: "Well, go by yourself, I'm afraid I will see that guy will—"

"What will happen?" The originally flat wall suddenly cracked open, revealing the inner secret room. The young puppet master stepped out and looked at the black-clothed swordsman with empty eyes, revealing the inner secret room. have not seen you for a long time."

The lightsaber was unsheathed instantly, and the white light swallowed like lightning, slashing towards the young blind puppet master, and the oncoming sword aura forced his long dark blue hair to flutter and hunt like a flag.

In the exclamation of Mrs. Ruyi, Sumo did not move at all. He did not fight back or resist, but stood in the secret room.

The lightsaber condensed against the tip of his nose. However, even so, the strong sword light still cut a crack on the face of the puppet master, from the forehead meridian to the eyebrow to the jaw, all split, cutting the beautiful face into two halves, the blood bead seeping like a red coral bead. It emerges and condenses on the high and straight tip of Somo's nose, dripping."There is a kind." Xijing's eyes were cold and stern like a falcon, fixedly looking at Somo, for a long time, suddenly sneered, and closed the sword, "If it is a little white face with a blank face, I will kill you with a sword."

"Master!" Ting frightened to the ground and grabbed him, and took him aside, "Don't kill him, he is the young master of our mackerel."

"Hey, I may not be able to kill him yet, what are you worried about?" Xijing shook Ting's hand away, sat back on the chair in the back room, sneered and picked up a bottle of drunk Yanhong, raised his head and gurgled. Got up, "Look at his face!"

Ting turned his head and couldn't help but blurt out softly in exclamation: In a blink of an eye, the scar on Somo's face has disappeared without a trace!

"Good swordsmanship." The puppet master smiled faintly and gave a high-five.

Xijing sneered, ignored him at all, just drank himself, and gave Ting a slanted look: "Aren't you going to see your young master? I'll do something quickly. I'll leave after drinking this pot of wine."

"Master..." Ting knows his master's temper. If he sees someone unpleasant, it won't work anymore, so he turned his head a little apologetically and respectfully saluted Suma: "Young Master , My master is this stinky temper, don't mind-Ting is the captain of the third team under the National Restoration Army, and I've come to meet the young master!"

Mrs. Ruyi covered her mouth in astonishment: Shark people have always been under severe enslavement, and it is rare for them to move independently. However, the uprising 20 years ago was suppressed by the Wu Peng sent by the Cangliu Empire, and the number of Jongren was reduced by one-fifth. After more than ten years, the Restoration Army was reorganized. In order to prevent the Cangliu Empire from discovering and organizing extremely secrets, each high-level soldier was hidden deeply. As the head of the rear, Mrs. Ruyi was in charge of food and grass, in addition to and in charge of daily affairs. The right to left and right makes it difficult to understand who is outside of direct contact.

"I'm not a young master..." However, Sumo replied indifferently when Ting Ting told me so eagerly and respectfully, "It's your business that you put me in that position. I'm definitely not what your Restoration Army thinks. That'hero' of, seems to have to disappoint you."

"..." Hearing that answer, Ting was dumbfounded, and secretly looked up at the hero in the eyes of the shark for so many years-it was as handsome as the rumors said, even among the shark clan, no one could match it. But that beauty is gloomy and pale and cold, with devilishness and evil spirits."Master Somo has a very weird temper. Don't be scared, Miss Ting." Seeing the puppet master's answer, Mrs. Ruyi hurriedly came up to the round and pulled Ting up, "Don't worry, Master Somo will lead us to gain Free and fight back to the blue sea! — Isn’t it, Master?"

Hearing Mrs. Ruyi's questioning, Sumo unexpectedly did not refute, holding the puppet in his arms, and nodding slowly.

Mrs. Ruyi breathed a long sigh of relief and pulled Ting out: "Ms. Ting, today the Ambassador Zuo Quan also said that he would represent the Restoration Army to greet Master Somo, but I don’t know why the Ambassador Zuo Quan hasn’t arrived yet! Go out for a while and let Master Somo speak to your master."

In the secret room, the two were silent, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

After drinking the last sip of drunken face, Xijing sighed contentedly, touched his stomach, and squinted at the puppet master who was playing with the puppet. hero."

Suma's fingers were holding the string lightly, and the little puppet was tumbling happily to somersault on the table, one after another. With an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth, the puppet master replied with a strange self-loathing: "Of course I am not-a general can be called those two words. The battle in Yecheng a hundred years ago is enough to be famous in the annals of history."

"Eh?..." He didn't expect the other party to answer like this. Xijing, who was complimented, scratched his head in embarrassment, "Uh...didn't you lose? What else to mention."

"Although I was still imprisoned in the palace of the Blue King at that time, I also heard about the battle." Somo focused on manipulating the puppet and replied faintly, "I heard that all the vassal kingdoms fell at that time. Prince Lan thought that Kongsang’s country was rotten and decayed, and it was hard to return. It was better to perish, so he had no intention of resisting—Yecheng was besieged, and the general led the three thousand temple cavalry forces against the 100,000 army of ice clan. More than a year."

"That..." As if reluctant to talk about things from a hundred years ago, Xijing grabbed a bottle of wine again and took a big sip. "No matter what the country is, the people are always right. The guy Zhen Lan was simply confused at the time. —And as a soldier, fighting to the end for the motherland he is loyal to is nothing more than a duty."

Sumo didn’t look up, but just smiled faintly: Although the man just touched it so simply, it is undeniable that he turned the "Split Mirror" battle between the Kongsang and the Ice Clan a hundred years ago. The name stays in the annals of history.At the beginning of the war a hundred years ago, facing the enemy army who suddenly appeared on the Yunhuang Continent from nowhere, the desolate and decadent Kongsang Menghua dynasty couldn't resist the iron cavalry from outside, and stepped back. In the second year of the war, Zezhi Kingdom first belonged to the Ice Clan for self-preservation, and then several tribes in the northern Sand Kingdom left the Menghua Dynasty one after another, either segregated by their own kings, or belonged to the Ice Clan. The remaining tribes resisted, but they were not opponents of the huge ice army at all.

The most terrible thing is that the interior of the Menghua Dynasty is torn apart. The six kings did not say anything about it, and even the newly-appointed prince Zhenlan, who was commanded by the army, had no intention of resisting. He felt desperate for the Kongsang country that was hard to return.

The front line was advancing to the center of the continent like a ruin. The land on the cloud was gradually occupied. Under the leadership of Shi Wu, the ice army quickly formed a siege to the holy city of Jialan in the center of Jinghu Lake. The only external passage of the holy city of Garan is the lake bottom waterway between it and Yecheng-if Yecheng is conquered, then the holy city of Garan, the last land of the Kongsang people, will become a completely isolated city.

Yecheng is the most prosperous city on the Yunhuang Continent, gathering the wealthiest merchants. Those who are rich are most afraid of war, and panic is everywhere in the city. Except for the wealthy merchants, the slaves and sharks in the city believed that after the arrival of the Ice Race, they would be freed from slavery, so secretly they also began to prepare for internal and external cooperation.

Under such circumstances, Shi Wu believed that there were no strong troops in Yecheng and no reinforcements outside, and the people were in panic. What's more, from the perspective of military strategists, at the time of siege, the ratio of the offensive and defensive forces is more than three to one, and there is a certainty of victory, but now Yecheng's defending army is less than 7,000, and it is simply vulnerable to the ice clan's 100,000 army.

The situation at the beginning was indeed as expected by the Ten Witches, and Yecheng's defenders suffered more than half of their casualties in less than ten days. Many city walls were blown into gaps, and even the soldiers of the two ice clan teams had broken through to the head of Yecheng city and tore open the line of defense of the Kongsang people.

"Before sunset, Yecheng City Gate will open for you." Half an hour to report the battle to the wise man in the Golden Tent, the elder Wu Xian was confident.

However, the mysterious wise man listened carefully to the outside voice, then suddenly shook his head and said lightly: "Impossible."

Wu Xian raised his head in shock, and saw that the group of Ice Warriors who had climbed to the top of the city suddenly rolled down to the bottom of the city. The horns of the top of the city were bright, the swords were sharp, and the flags flashed alternately. Suddenly the color of the armor changed—

"The Cavalry Army! The Cavalry Army in front of the palace is here!" Ye Chengzhong burst into cheers.Wu Xian's face was pale, and he murmured in shock: "The Cavalry Army? ... They still sent the Cavalry Army?"

It turned out that under the insistence of General Xijing, Prince Zhenlan felt that it was useless, but he finally agreed to Jiang Kongsang’s most powerful army: the frontier cavalry responsible for defending the palace, and sent Garan to garrison Yecheng.

The ice army, which had been invincible since the war, suffered its first defeat under Yecheng. Seeing that Ye Cheng was about to break through, the Xiao cavalry arrived in time through the lake bottom waterway, and quickly completed the defense with the exhausted defenders.

The next battle became the beginning of the nightmare of the ice race: the Cavalry had only three thousand soldiers, and only more than one thousand went into the battle in the first round. However, on average, everyone defended the two-foot-long wall, and each soldier had to face each other. To at least twenty enemies! fighting