Chapter 501: War breaks out, cavalry arrives!

"King Han, I have already let go of my prejudice about what happened back then, but I didn't expect you to dare to publicize it!"

"That's fine. The hatred of exterminating a clan is irreconcilable. Today, I will seek justice for my family."

The King of the North raised the long sword in his hand, and the soldiers behind him were also murderous and angry. As the saying goes, if the master is humiliated, the minister will die. Now King Han actually brought up the old things again and publicized what happened back then. Where does this put their King of the North Army?

"Hmph!"

King Han also had an angry look on his face, staring coldly at King Bei, and said in a deep voice: "I will say it again, the rumors in the army today have nothing to do with me, as for the things you mentioned in the past!"

"You killed my adopted son and insulted my concubine. Even if I kill your whole family, it will not be enough to relieve my hatred!"

"Why, are we going to settle old and new accounts together today?"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"All the generals, listen to my orders..."

King Han immediately raised his spear, and the soldiers behind him pulled the bows and arrows to full strings, aiming at the King Bei's square formation in front of them!

"Stop it!"

An angry shout came, and the King of Qi led his troops to the front of the two armies. He looked around and shouted: "All soldiers, retreat a hundred feet!"

"King Han, King Bei, you two come here and have a talk."

"King Qi, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't interfere. Today, I will definitely fight with King Han to win or lose, and decide life and death!"

"Nonsense!"

The King of Qi's face was as gloomy as water. He pointed to the key point that was looming not far away and shouted: "Now, with a powerful enemy in front of us, are you going to let the people of the Central Plains reap the benefits?"

"In front of all the generals, you two are both princes, but you are fighting like children. If it is spread out, where will your face be?"

"Why don't you order them to retreat!"

Hearing the words of the King of Qi, the King of Han and the King of Bei also showed a touch of entanglement, and the anger on their faces gradually faded away.

"What's going on?"

"Old Han, Old Bei, are you two fighting again?"

"Damn it, I thought they were fighting, what a fucking bummer!"

King Zhao and the other princes also came upon hearing the news, and when they saw that the two did not fight, they all showed a look of disappointment that was hard to conceal.

Now, within the Guanshan Mountains, the forces are clearly divided, and the nine princes are inseparable. If King Han and King Bei really fight to the death today, it would be a pie in the sky for them.

"Hmph!"

"Generals, retreat a hundred feet!"

"Retreat!"

Seeing that all the princes were gloating, King Han and King Bei also ordered the withdrawal of their troops.

"Everyone, now that we are facing a powerful enemy, I hope that you can put aside your prejudices and work together to drive the people from the Central Plains out first."

"As long as my nine princes join forces, not to mention repelling the enemy, even counterattacking the Central Plains is just a matter of turning my hand."

"In the mountains and rivers, fighting each other, you fight to the death, to put it bluntly, I look down on you!"

The King of Qi showed a bit of pride on his face, and said in a sonorous tone: "My ambition has never been in the mountains and rivers, but one day, to counterattack the Central Plains and invade that fertile land."

"Well said!"

"Just like what I thought, Old Cheng, although our Guanshan has fertile land, it is just a barren land compared to the Central Plains!"

"Now, my nine armies have gathered together. If we can bite off a piece of meat from the Central Plains people, their armor and weapons are better than ours. If we can capture a few more princes!"

"Hehe..."

King Cheng showed a bit of YY on his face, and his laughter did not stop. He heard a shocking sound behind him gradually covering the big and small sounds, and the pupils of all the princes suddenly shrank with the sound of the whistling wind!

"What is that?"

"Cavalry?"

"How is this possible... How dare the cavalry from the Central Plains leave the city?"

"Humph, you are courting death!"

King Qi showed a sneer on his face and looked at the princes beside him. The soldiers behind him had already been armed and sharp, and the murderous aura was pervasive.

"All the generals, listen to my orders, and the whole army will line up!"

"Line up!"

"Meet the enemy!"

The princes immediately returned to their respective camps and gave orders to resist the enemy. Outside the Eightfold Pass was a vast plain, with weeds growing everywhere in the wilderness, and only an ancient road winding along it.

But under the galloping of the heavy cavalry, they pushed forward all the way, with tens of thousands of cavalry marching in a mighty and boundless manner.

On the tower of the Eightfold Pass, Ning Fan stood on the high platform, looking at the galloping cavalry in the distance, and a trace of heroic color surged in his heart.

Thinking back to the past, he had also galloped on the battlefield, but now, as the master, Guo Jia, Jia Xu and others repeatedly told him not to take risks in person.

"Why send troops now?"

"The enemy is already at the gates of the city. We have the advantage of defending the city. Why do we have to take risks ourselves?"

Mu Qingcheng appeared beside Ning Fan without knowing it. She tilted her head and looked at her straight. Unconsciously, her tone changed from the usual overbearing questioning to a much softer one.

"Why should I explain to you what I have done in my life?"

"Only you dare to speak in such a tone in front of me. If it were anyone else, they would have been beheaded long ago."

"Hahaha!"

"What do you think about the matter I mentioned to you?"

"Didn't I say that?" Ning Fan looked playful and gently gathered up the messy hair on Mu Qingcheng's cheek: "I don't want the city or the land, I want you as a person!"

"I also said, when will you prepare the betrothal gift..."

"Well, let's not talk about it then."

Ning Fan walked down the tower and shouted, "Come on, put on the armor for me. I haven't been on the battlefield for many days, and today I feel like I can do it."

"Yes!"

A moment later, he put on the Taotie Baoxuan armor, held the Lielong Soul-breaking Spear in his hand, and the Purple Lightning Flying Dragon turned into a stream of light, carrying Ning Fan out of the city.

"Asshole!"

Mu Qingcheng stood on the tower, looking at the figure that was gradually going away, biting her lower lip tightly, with a bit of crystal in her eyes. After a long time, she cursed fiercely, "This asshole!"

...

"Lord?"

"What are you..."

"Fengxian, Yongzeng, protect the lord!"

Ning Fan rushed to the front of the battle like a flash of lightning. When the generals saw him, their expressions changed slightly. After more than half a year, the lord was wearing armor again?

"Don't worry about me!"

"Everyone, I am here in person today. Under my Yongwang Mansion, there are the Han Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, the Tang Dynasty Black Armor Army, and the Southern Dynasty White Robe Army."

"Today, we fight side by side with the heroes of the ages. I want to see the style of our famous Chinese generals!"

"Lü Bu, Ran Min!"

"Qubing, Zaixing, Dian Wei Xu Chu, Qin Qiong Guan Yu,"

"Huang Zhong Qingzhi!"

"Follow me to kill the enemy, expand the territory, draw your sword and ride your horse, and kill the reputation of our Chinese!"

"Kill!"

Ning Fan raised the spear in his hand, and the purple lightning dragon let out a roar, as if it turned into a flash of lightning, and directly passed over a group of generals and took the lead!

"Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

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