This leap of Xie Lian's was indeed somewhat frightening.
However, the two attendants naturally knew that this was nothing to him.
Therefore, Mu Qing did not move, but Feng Xin still went to pull him. Xie Lian used a bit of strength and lifted the little soldier up. The two of them landed on top of the city gate tower.
Xie Lian asked, "Whose soldier are you?
Why are you hiding here? "
The soldier's hands and head were wrapped in bandages.
There were still some bloodstains on the bandages. It seemed that he had suffered many injuries. This was not surprising.
Today's great battle.
Many of the soldiers were injured and wrapped up like this. But he had been hiding in the shadows without making a sound, which was very suspicious. Mu Qing said, "Don't let it be Yong An people's spy.
Arrest them and interrogate them. "
Xie Lian also had this suspicion.
However, the Imperial City was heavily guarded, so it was unlikely that the enemy would be able to sneak in.
Unless it was Lang Ying alone, but this soldier was clearly still a half-grown child. At this time,
Feng Xin asked curiously, "Your Highness, you don't remember this kid? He was always ahead of you during the day,
The one at the front of the formation. "
Xie Lian was startled.
"Is that so?"
In the middle of the day, he had no time to pay attention to anything else. He only knew that someone was raising a sword to kill him.
He waved his sword and counterattacked. He didn't even pay attention to Feng Xin and Mu Qing, so why would he pay attention to the other soldiers?
Feng Xin affirmed, "That's right. I remember this kid. His charge was quite fierce, as if he didn't care about his life. "
Hearing this, Xie Lian carefully sized up the young soldier. The young man inexplicably stood up straight. He raised his head and puffed out his chest. He seemed to be a little stiff, but at the same time, he seemed to be standing in a military posture. Mu Qing said, "Even so, he shouldn't be hiding here sneakily. Who knows if he's here to peep or eavesdrop?"
Although he said that, he had actually let down his guard. Because of the Xian Le Army's vigorous promotion of the "Army of Gods, the Mandate of Heaven", many youths had joined the army in order to follow Xie Lian. Among them, there was no lack of youths of this age. Moreover, many of these youths were Xie Lian's loyal worshippers. Ever since they were young, they had worshipped His Divine Statue and listened to His Highness the Crown Prince's good name. Wanting to stealthily approach His Highness the Crown Prince wasn't a rare occurrence.
Xie Lian said, "Alright, it was just a false alarm." Towards the young soldier, he warmly said, "I must have scared you just now, I'm sorry."
The young man showed no fear. He only stood up straighter and said, "Your Highness …"
Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, a strange change occurred. Before the young soldier finished his sentence, he suddenly pounced towards Xie Lian!
Xie Lian thought he wanted to launch a sneak attack, so he sidestepped and raised his hand to chop down. With his strength, this saber strike would undoubtedly kill the youth on the spot. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a chill crawling up his back. His hand suddenly changed direction halfway, and with a backhand movement, he intercepted an arrow that was shot at him from behind.
It turned out that the young man had pounced on him because he had seen the cold light of the flying arrow in the air. Xie Lian was originally standing with his back against the parapet wall. Now that he was attacked from behind, he was not the least bit afraid. Instead, he leaped onto the top of the parapet wall and looked down. In front of the city gate, there was a person standing alone in the distance. Because he was wearing dark clothes, he blended in with the night and was hard to detect. Feng Xin quickly arrived at Xie Lian's side, drew his bow, and shot an arrow. However, that person had already calculated the distance and deliberately stood far away. When the arrow shot out, it attracted Xie Lian's attention. Xie Lian waved his hand, and without saying a word, he turned around and walked away. His retreat was extremely fast, and by that time, Feng Xin's arrow had already reached its limit. It was only a few inches behind Xie Lian's foot. Feng Xin angrily hammered the city wall, causing dust and stones to rustle down. He said, "Who is that?!"
Who else could it be? Xie Lian said, "Lang Ying!"
The Xian Le soldiers also discovered the abnormality. They loudly shouted and ran in all directions. However, out of vigilance, they didn't immediately give the order to open the city gates and give chase. Instead, they went to ask for instructions from their superiors. After Lang Ying finished shooting an arrow, he waved his hand and left. It was as if he had specifically come to say hello to Xie Lian. Mu Qing frowned and said, "What did he come here for? To demonstrate his strength? "
Feng Xin angrily said, "Today, Yong An was utterly defeated. He only barely managed to escape from Your Highness. What's there to demonstrate?!"
However, Xie Lian felt something else tied to the arrow. He removed it and brought it to the firelight to take a look. It was a piece of cloth that seemed to have been torn from a cyan colored brocade robe. There were still traces of blood on the cloth. When he unfolded it to take a look, the character "Qi" was actually crookedly written on it.
Xie Lian immediately pinched the cloth and said, "Where's Qi Rong? Isn't Qi Rong in the Imperial Palace?! "
Feng Xin said to the soldiers beside him, "Quickly enter the city to confirm!"
All the soldiers hurriedly left. This was indeed the corner of the robe that Qi Rong loved to wear. Lang Ying was also famous for appearing and disappearing unpredictably. The possibility that Qi Rong had really been kidnapped by him wasn't small. Without further ado, Xie Lian said, "I'll follow and take a look." Seeing that Feng Xin had also come over, he said, "You guys guard the city gates and don't move. Be careful of luring the tiger away from the mountain."
Feng Xin slung his bow over his back and said, "You guys aren't bringing anyone?"
If Yong An's side didn't launch a large-scale invasion first, Xie Lian wasn't willing to let Xian Le take the initiative to send out troops. If Qi Rong fell into the enemy's hands, he could bring him back by himself. However, if he were to bring an entire army, it would definitely cause a huge commotion. There definitely wouldn't be just one or two people who would die. Right now, Xie Lian still wanted to control this matter to the smallest extent possible. He said, "I won't. They still can't do anything to me. "
After he finished speaking, he lightly pressed his hand against the wall and jumped off the city gate tower. Lightly landing on the ground, he hurriedly chased in the direction that Lang Ying had retreated. After running for a while, he heard the sound of footsteps catching up from behind him. Turning around to look, he saw that it was actually that young soldier. Xie Lian rushed towards him and said, "I don't need help. You can go back!"
That young man shook his head. Xie Lian then said, "Go back!" His footsteps quickened, and in an instant, he left that young man far behind.
After running for five or six miles, he entered a mountaintop. This mountain wasn't steep and was more like a slope. Therefore, it was also called the Back Slope. According to reports, after Yong An's people retreated, the majority of the troops and civilians had holed up here. The vegetation on the Back Slope was dense. At night, strange sounds could be heard from all directions in the pitch-black forest. It was as if there were countless living creatures lying in ambush, eyeing them covetously. Xie Lian went deep into the mountain and held his breath as he searched for a long time. Suddenly, he saw a long human figure hanging from a tree in front of him. Focusing his eyes, he said, "Qi Rong!"
It was Qi Rong. He was hanging upside down from the tree. It seemed that he had been beaten up by someone and had fainted. Blood flowed from his nose, and one of his eyes was even bruised. Xie Lian unsheathed his sword and cut the rope. Then, he caught the falling Qi Rong and patted his face. Qi Rong slowly woke up. As soon as he saw Xie Lian, he shouted, "Cousin Crown Prince!"
Xie Lian was just about to untie him when he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Turning around, he saw Lang Ying holding a heavy sword with both hands and hacking towards him.
The two of them exchanged a few moves before Xie Lian knocked Lang Ying's sword out of his hand. Xie Lian kicked Lang Ying's calf, tripping Lang Ying. Then, he pressed the tip of his sword against Lang Ying's throat, ending the fight. Xie Lian said, "You know you're not my opponent. Stop fighting."
Today, they had fought on the battlefield. Anyone who rushed towards Xie Lian had been killed by Xie Lian. Only Lang Ying had survived after receiving a direct hit from Xie Lian's sword. Now, he had dragged his injured body back. Anyone could see that Lang Ying was the leader of this group of Yong An's people. Xie Lian telling him to 'stop fighting' naturally meant more than one thing.
Xie Lian said, "As long as you don't take the initiative to invade, I guarantee that the soldiers of the Imperial City will never attack you. Take water and food and leave. "
Lang Ying lay on the ground, staring straight at him. That gaze made people's hair stand on end. He said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, do you think what you did was right?"
Xie Lian's expression stiffened. On the side, Qi Rong scolded, "Nonsense! Do you know what kind of person Cousin Crown Prince is? He's a god in heaven! If he's not right, then could it be that you, this group of traitorous dog thieves, are right!? "
Xie Lian shouted, "Qi Rong, shut up!"
He couldn't answer Lang Ying's question. In his heart, he actually felt that what he did was wrong. However, this was the best method he could think of. If he didn't protect Xian Le and resist the invasion, could he let the Yong An's rebels attack again and again? Could he even let them kill their way into the Imperial City?
If one or two people raised their swords and rushed at him, he could stop when the time was right and knock them out. However, on the battlefield, swords were merciless. He couldn't possibly have the energy to knock them out one by one. He could only stop thinking about it and swing his sword. Lang Ying's question just so happened to evoke that voice in his heart: Do you think what you did was right?
Qi Rong wasn't as conflicted as him. He said, "What did I say wrong? Cousin, since you've come, then hurry up and kill this group of dog thieves! They're dozens of them against me! "
Normally, he was arrogant and domineering in the Imperial City. Naturally, there were many Yong An's people who hated him. Taking advantage of this opportunity to retaliate was nothing difficult. Of course, there were also many Xian Le's people who hated him. Xie Lian didn't have the time to pay attention to him right now. He said to Lang Ying, "What do you want? If it rains, Yong An will still rain. If you want gold, I'll give you the gold statue. If you want food, I'll … think of a way. However, don't provoke another war. Let's find a solution together. Let's go find a third option, okay? "
Xie Lian couldn't help but blurt out these words. Lang Ying might not understand what a 'third option' was, but he answered without hesitation, "I don't want anything. I also don't need anything. The only thing I want is for Xian Le Country to no longer exist in this world. I want it to disappear. "
His tone was flat, but his words made people tremble. After a while, Xie Lian said in a low voice, "… … If you want to bring people to attack, I can't just stand by and watch. You have no chance of winning. Even if the Yong An's people who follow you die, you still want to do this? "
Lang Ying said, "Yes."
"… …"
He answered so calmly, so resolutely. Xie Lian's joints cracked, but he had nothing to say. Lang Ying said word by word, "I know you're a god. It doesn't matter. Even if you're a god, don't think you can make me stop. "
Xie Lian knew that what Lang Ying said was true. Because the thing in his tone was something that Xie Lian couldn't be more familiar with — — it was a person's determination to not look back. When he said to Jun Wu, "Even if the heavens want me to die," the determination in his words was exactly the same as Lang Ying's determination at this moment!
Lang Ying's words were tantamount to an announcement that he would continue to call on the countless Yong An's people to continue to attack without rest. Then, what Xie Lian should do now couldn't be any clearer.
Xie Lian had always held his sword with one hand, but now he used both hands. Just as his hands trembled and was about to stab Lang Ying's throat, a strange 'crunch crunch' sound suddenly came from behind him, followed by a sudden sneer.
A person had actually appeared behind him without a sound. Xie Lian was quite shocked. When he turned around to look, his eyes widened.
The most likely person to appear at this time was the enemy's officers and soldiers. Perhaps countless swords were already aimed at him. But he didn't expect that the person behind him would be such a strange person.
That person was wearing a deathly white mourning robe and had a deathly white mask on his face. Half of the mask's face was crying while the other half was smiling. It was extremely strange. He sat on a hanging vine between two large trees. The 'crunch crunch' sound came from him swinging the vine back and forth. It looked as if he was swinging on a swing. When he saw Xie Lian turn around, he raised both his hands and slowly clapped 'pa', 'pa'. At the same time, a sneer came from his mouth. Xie Lian inexplicably felt his blood run cold. He sternly asked, "What are you?"
He used the word 'thing' because his intuition told him that this person definitely wasn't a person!
At this moment, Xie Lian suddenly felt something wrong with the sword in his hand. Qi Rong also shouted. When he turned his head to look, he saw that the ground in front of him had split open into a long pit. Lang Ying, who was originally lying on the ground, was actually swallowed by this crack. The surface of the earth quickly closed up. Xie Lian subconsciously stabbed his sword into the earth's core. When he felt that the tip of the sword only touched the earth and didn't pierce flesh, he finally reacted. He didn't know if he was regretful or happy that his sword didn't kill Lang Ying. At this time, that person in white once again let out a strange laugh. Xie Lian raised his hand and threw his sword at him.
This sword flew like lightning. The long sword pierced through that person's body and nailed him to a tree. That person didn't make a sound and fell to the ground. Xie Lian rushed forward to check, but he only saw a pile of white clothes on the ground. The person wearing the clothes had disappeared into thin air!
This person's appearance and disappearance were extremely strange. Xie Lian was shocked and didn't dare to be careless. He lifted Qi Rong with one hand and said, "Go."
Qi Rong shouted, "Don't go! Cousin, set the mountain on fire, Cousin! There are a lot of Yong An people on this mountain. Those wicked people who are sitting at the city gate and refusing to leave are all hiding on the mountain. Quickly burn them all down! "
Xie Lian dragged him with one hand and walked for a while. He felt the yin energy around them getting heavier and heavier. It was as if countless eyes were watching the two of them. He said, "Didn't you see how strange that person was? It's not good to stay here for long. "
Qi Rong said, "So what if he was strange? You're a god. Are you still afraid of these little demons? If they dare come and get in the way, just kill them. "
Xie Lian said, "Let's go back first and talk."
Seeing that he was being perfunctory and unwilling to burn the mountain, Qi Rong's eyes widened. He said, "Why? This group of people beat me to this state and want to oppose us. You heard it just now. He said he wanted to destroy Xian Le! He wants to destroy our country! Why don't you kill them all? Just like what you did on the battlefield today! "
"… …" Xie Lian's breathing stagnated. He angrily said, "Why do you always think about killing them all? Kill them all! Can civilians and soldiers be the same? "
Qi Rong asked back, "What's the difference? Aren't we all people? Isn't it the same who we kill? "
As if he had been poked at a sore spot, Xie Lian's blood surged up. "You … …!"
At this moment, he suddenly felt something tighten around his ankle. Looking down, he saw a fat hand stretching out from the dense shrubs to the side and suddenly grabbing his boot!
At the same time, several thumping sounds could be heard in front of him. Seven or eight figures fell from the trees like rain. They were paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up. Although they were in human form, they weren't wearing a single piece of clothing. They were like countless large flesh worms, slowly wriggling towards them. Qi Rong involuntarily cried out, "Who are you?!"
Xie Lian chopped off that hand with his sword and said in a deep voice, "They're not people, they're lowly slaves!"
In the past, Xie Lian had never heard of this kind of thing appearing on any of the mountains near the Imperial City. Even if there were any demons or ghosts, they would be quickly wiped out by the Taoists of Huang Ji Monastery. Then, this group of lowly slaves could only have been deliberately placed here by someone.
Xie Lian had never expected that non-human beings would actually get involved in this battle. Thinking back on the various clues just now, he increasingly felt that the other party was in cahoots with Lang Ying. They kidnapped Qi Rong just to lure him out, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it. Every time he swung his sword, he could cut seven or eight slaves neatly in half at the waist. However, once the slaves appeared, they always came in groups. Sure enough, the trees and shrubs around him rustled and shook more and more violently. More and more human figures with blurred faces crawled out of the bushes and swarmed towards Xie Lian in an endless stream. Moreover, they only swarmed towards Xie Lian. He killed ten with a swing of his sword, and immediately another twenty charged towards him. Just as Xie Lian was waving his sword, a lowly slave on the tree aimed at Xie Lian's back and pounced down from mid-air!
Unexpectedly, before it could even get close, it was cut off by a ray of cold light. Qi Rong didn't bring any weapons, so naturally, he couldn't have cut it off. Xie Lian turned around and saw that the one who waved his sword was actually the young soldier!
He had been left behind by Xie Lian in front of the city gates, but he actually still followed him and found them. That young soldier was holding a broken sword, and with a few swings, he beheaded several lowly slaves. It was very useful. As these things crawled, they secreted extremely sticky bodily fluids. Qi Rong cried out in disgust. He ruthlessly stomped on the head of a slightly weaker lowly slave a few times, but discovered that this thing wasn't that scary. Puzzled, he said, "It's not that powerful?"
What he didn't know was that lowly slaves often appeared in cooperation with other vicious evil beings. Xie Lian bit his lip and dipped two of his right hand's fingers in blood. Then, he wiped them across the blade of his sword. In the end, he stuffed the sword into Qi Rong's hands and said, "You two take this sword and leave first! Nothing will dare approach you. On the way, if you hear anything, don't turn your head. Remember, you absolutely must not turn your head! "
Qi Rong said, "Cousin! I … … "
Xie Lian interrupted him, "The powerful ones will come later. In a moment, when they come, I won't be able to take care of you. It's better to go back and report! "
Qi Rong didn't say anything else. He took the sword and madly ran. The treasured sword in his hand, Xie Lian, had already activated a spell to illuminate it. Along the way, none of the lowly slaves or other evil beings dared to approach him. Unimpeded, they quickly disappeared. However, that young soldier still hadn't left. Since Qi Rong had already taken the lead and left, Xie Lian didn't have a second treasured sword to give him. Thus, he could only change the sword into a palm and repeatedly kill them. In addition, that young soldier also spared no effort to cooperate. After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, all of the lowly slaves were finally cleared out.
The ground was covered with mucus and corpses, and the stench of blood lingered. After confirming that not a single lowly slave was left behind, Xie Lian calmed his breathing. Turning around, he said to that young soldier, "Your sword skills aren't bad."
That young soldier tightly gripped the sword. Originally, he was still slightly gasping for breath, but all of a sudden, he stood up straight and said, "Yes, yes."
Xie Lian said, "I wasn't giving an order, so why did you say 'yes' to me? When I ordered you to go back just now, why didn't you say 'yes'? "