Before the two armies, Lan Shang led two thousand men to curse at the enemy, saying almost all the unpleasant words he had learned in his life, but the enemy still hid in the tent and refused to come out.
Tired, he ordered a chair to be brought over, and slumped down in it arrogantly. He commanded his men, "Swear, scold, keep scolding!" It was getting dark, and if he didn't lure them out, the Ghost King and his gang would have been lying in wait for nothing all night. He would be ridiculed and mocked again if he returned.
Most importantly, he felt uncomfortable around her, as if he was useless.
Suddenly, a voice called out from a distance, "Hey, Alliance Leader Lan Shang, I'm here!"
Lan Shang frowned as he watched a group of men on horseback approaching at high speed. These men were all skilled horsemen, and from afar, they were leading a gray dragon made of dust...
Lan Shang's men were coughing because of the rush.
"Whoa!" The leader approached in the blink of an eye. It was a certain prince dressed in a turquoise brocade robe. Although he was not good at other things, his horsemanship was first-rate, having won the Western Youth Equestrian Championship.
After coming down, he saw Lan Shang clearly, "Brother Lan, why do I feel like you look familiar?"
Lan Shang curled his lips. He really wanted to say, "Brother, I don't know you well!" But actually, he had met me at the palace banquet.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
We all come here for the same dream, so why make things difficult for each other?
He stood up, bowed, and pretended to greet, "What brings you here, my lord?"
Neither of them had any real business, their peculiarities were similar. Jiang Yutang's face was filled with shame. "To be honest, I was the one who intercepted Lao Deng's eldest son, but I didn't kill him! I followed him with my men and heard that you were leading your men here to resist the bandits! I also heard that you were so righteous and were clearing my wife's name. I'm so grateful, brother, that I came to help you!"
As he said this, he put his arms around Lan Shang's neck in a very familiar manner.
But these words made Lan Shang's face turn green, "What did you say?"
Seeing Jiang Yutang's confusion, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
Jiang Yutang was a straightforward, single-minded man. Ling'er had agreed to take responsibility for him, so he'd accepted it. There was nothing wrong with admitting their relationship in front of others. His narrow eyes were filled with candor. "Oh, the consort I'm referring to is none other than the Emperor's newly appointed Princess Deyan. Although the official marriage certificate hasn't been issued yet, we're deeply in love with each other and have already made a vow to the matchmaker..."
Jiang Yutang was not completely incapable of observing people's expressions, but why was he inexplicably happy when he saw the androgynous person in front of him twitching in the face?
Lan Shang had a preconceived notion that the other party was a brainless person.
Continuing to induce, "Are you talking about Miss Ling'er? But isn't Miss Ling'er already engaged to Prince Chen?"
Jiang Yutang's words were so irritating that he patted Lan Shang's back vigorously. "Brother, you're considered a free spirit, yet you don't understand that rules are made by us. Ling'er and I have been in love for a long time. How could we be bound by the rules of an engagement?"
Lan Shang couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes fixed on the enemy camp. The white flag, held high, signifying non-confrontation, was glaring. He smiled sinisterly, "Prince, you've come a long way. Please rest in my tent first. I'm planning a surprise attack on the enemy. Forgive me for... my slowness!"
He bowed and walked away with big strides.
After that, he gathered about twenty of his trusted confidants, all highly skilled in martial arts, and marched towards the enemy camp. When they were about thirty meters away, they were warned by the enemy guards, "Alliance Leader Lan, the two armies are engaged. Watch your step! You've crossed the line. If you come any closer, we'll be merciless with our bows and arrows!"
Lan Shang knew the rules, and not only was he not angry, he smiled so charmingly that the soldiers guarding the gate almost lost their minds.
"Brother, I know your Major General wants to delay this so that the old general can recover from his injuries. I won't curse you today. I just want to say a few words to you in person. Please help pass on your message..."
The soldier hesitated, "This..."
Lan Shang laughed, "Look at me, I only have a few people with me, and I'm only 700 meters away from my camp. What kind of evil scheme do you think I can use? Brother, we are all Da Zhao people. It's just that the people above are fighting for power. Why should we, the people below, take it so seriously? Maybe..."
He winked at the soldier and said, "Tomorrow we will be a family again~" The words had a trailing syllable, and although it was a male voice, it was enough to make these soldiers who had never tasted a woman lose their minds.
Sure enough, the other party went to report obediently when he saw this.
Then...
Funny things happen.
The other side's major general, Huo Xiong, the second son of Huo Yanzhong, arrived fully prepared in armor and holding a sword and arrows. Not long after, he started chatting with Lan Shang.
The way they were acting made people who couldn't hear their words clearly from a distance mistakenly think that the two were old acquaintances.
Look, he's still smiling now.
Not only were the Southern Army surprised, but even Lan Shang's own group was bewildered. When they heard the other party invite them in as guests, they were even more bewildered and tried to stop them, "Alliance Leader!"
Lan Shang didn't care about that at all. He raised his hand to stop them and walked in calmly with Huo Xiong...
What do you do when you go in? Of course, you eat, drink, sing and dance to liven up the atmosphere.
The Southern Army was stunned. This, this, this...
Happy times are always short. In the blink of an eye, when night falls, the vision is blocked and everything becomes blurry.
Lan Shang glanced at Huo Xiong, who lay in a pool of blood, and staggered away, still reeking of alcohol. Then, along with Xuanyuan Mingchen's men, who had quietly arrived nearby, they joined forces inside and outside to defeat the 20,000-strong Southern Army, forcing them to cry out for mercy.
In just one hour, the battle was over.
...
"Bang!" Someone pushed the door open and walked in while drunk.
His staggering body almost fell down. It was obvious that he had drunk a lot. "I want an explanation!" His scarlet eyes were filled with unwillingness.
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