Chapter 478 Death Place

After the sky darkened, Shuncheng was completely silent, especially the East Gate, which was strangely quiet.

In this strange silence, the city gate was knocked, and a deep voice rang out from outside the city.

"Open the city gate, the prince has returned with reinforcements."

The city was silent, and the voice was particularly clear and loud, which shocked everyone instantly. Everyone, both openly and secretly, tensed up and prepared to fight the enemy.

"Creaky--" The heavy city gate slowly opened, and the Dazhao Army, wearing the clothes of the Nanyan Army, welcomed Xiao Lin into the city.

"Tap, tap--" The horses' hooves slowly stepped on the road, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Lin rode a tall horse and led his army into the city with his head held high.

But something was wrong. Why was the city so quiet?

It was just getting dark, and the people couldn't have gone to bed so early.

Xiao Lin was confused and was holding his breath to think when a loud shout suddenly came from the end of the long street.

"My lord, it's a trap! Run! The Dazhao army has captured Shuncheng!"

Because they were far away and spoke in a hurry, the voice broke through the empty street and reached Xiao Lin's ears. It was a little vague and hoarse, but he could still hear it clearly.

His body reacted before his mind did. Xiao Lin reined in his horse and turned around, wanting to leave the city.

But it was too late.

Although the 40,000-strong army had not yet completely entered the city, and most of them were still outside the city, a large number of Da Zhao troops suddenly emerged from the rear and surrounded them.

The city gate was crowded with Nan Yan troops, and it was difficult to turn around.

"Prince, we can't get out!" The guard reported in a panic.

As the guard finished speaking, countless Da Zhao troops emerged from the alleys and houses on both sides of the long street in front, holding torches to illuminate the street. The

city was surrounded by the Da Zhao troops outside, and the city was also blocked by the Da Zhao troops. There was no way out in front and no way out behind. It was a dead end.

"Second Prince, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Yu Zheng stood in the middle of the long street in armor, with countless Da Zhao troops behind him.

The two had fought many times, but this was the first time they were so close, close enough to see each other's expressions clearly.

Xiao Lin's face was full of anger, his eyes were sinister, and he wanted to eat Yu Zheng alive. He uttered four words from his teeth: "King Jing of Da Zhao."

"It's me." Yu Zheng was calm and looked at Xiao Lin with

a stern look. Xiao Lin's eyes were on the handle of the knife, and he suddenly pulled it out and shouted: "Kill him!"

He didn't believe that 40,000 troops couldn't kill a bloody way out.

Even if he couldn't get out, he wanted Yu Zheng to be buried with him!

The Nanyan Army received the order, and the instinct to survive drove them to fight hard and try to break out of the siege.

Fighting broke out inside and outside the city, and the sound of fighting shook the sky for a while.

Although the relocated civilians were far away from the battle zone, they could still hear the sounds of fighting. They were trembling with fear and curled up in the alleys, not daring to move.

In the evening, the Dazhao Army came to the main street of the East Gate and ordered the civilians living on both sides of the street to evacuate and relocate. They placed them in the alleys far away from the main street and sent soldiers to guard them.

But there is always a loophole. The escaped Nanyan remnants hid in the dark and found the right opportunity to inform Xiao Lin.

If there were not Dazhao troops near the city gate, the Nanyan remnants could not get close. They would definitely inform Xiao Lin before he entered the city, making Dazhao's plan fail.

Although there is a problem now, fortunately it is not a big problem. Xiao Lin has already entered the city, and the rest is not important.

The Nanyan army tried their best to break out, but the Dazhao army outside the city was elite and well-prepared. The city gates were crowded with people and they couldn't get out at all.

After seeing the situation clearly, Xiao Lin gave up leaving the city and decided to fight Yu Zheng to the death.

"Prince Jing of Dazhao, do you dare to fight?" Xiao

Lin deliberately provoked. Yu Zheng raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "My status is noble, how can I take action easily."

"You..." Xiao Lin was choked.

They are both princes, who is more noble than who? Yu Zheng actually said that he was not worthy.

Why is he not worthy!

Xiao Lin pointed a knife at Yu Zheng and said angrily: "You are going too far. I will kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Lin jumped up from his horse and rushed towards Yu Zheng with a knife in hand.

"Protect the prince!" Qin Yiweiyu quickly blocked in front of Yu Zheng.

Facing the knife that was coming at him, Yu Zheng did not dodge or retreat, and was not afraid at all.

"Dang!" When the knife was close to Yu Zheng's eyes, it was blocked by Zhou Boxu's scabbard.

Xiao Lin looked sideways, and Zhou Boxu drew his knife and attacked him swiftly.

Xiao Lin was forced to retreat and responded hastily.

Zhou Boxu said nothing, but his knife was fierce, and Xiao Lin dodged like a wolf.

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy enough to fight with me?" Xiao Lin cursed angrily.

Zhou Boxu said, "If I kill you, I will become famous."

Xiao Lin was furious and snorted, "Arrogant." Zhou

Boxu stopped talking nonsense and his moves became more and more fierce.

Xiao Lin's guards wanted to help, but they were entangled by Zhou Boxu's guards and could not get close.

The rest of the Nanyan army was also blocked by the Dazhao generals. Xiao Lin was isolated and helpless and was forced to fight with Zhou Boxu.

Yu Zheng stood quietly and watched the battle, with no intention of taking action.

First, his arm was injured, and he promised Jiang Shu that he would not go into battle himself unless it was absolutely necessary. Second, this should be the last battle, and Zhou Boxu should make merit and gain fame.

It would be fine if I didn't come to this southwest battlefield. Since I'm here, I can't avoid being compared with Zhuang Heng.

Zhuang Heng is very good, but Zhou Boxu is not bad either, and he shouldn't be criticized.

No one was wrong in what happened back then. Zhou Boxu married Yu Lan because they loved each other, and it should be open and aboveboard in the eyes of the world.

In times of crisis, people keep their mouths shut, but after peace, some people start to talk too much.

"Clang, clang, clang--" The sound of weapons clashing was harsh and deafening.

It has to be said that Xiao Lin still has some kung fu skills. He has been fighting with Zhou Boxu for a long time and has not been defeated yet.

Xiao Lin wanted to kill Yu Zheng, and always looked for opportunities to sneak up, but was blocked by Zhou Boxu every time. He was furious, but he could do nothing.

"Second Prince, not paying attention could be fatal." Zhou Boxu reminded in a cold voice.

Xiao Lin said angrily: "Then I will kill you first!"

The swords of the two men were getting faster and faster, and every move hit the vital points directly. If there was a slight mistake, blood would be splashed on the spot.

Zhou Boxu responded calmly and counterattacked swiftly, looking for the opportunity and the opportunity to break through.

Suddenly, Xiao Lin raised his left hand and shot a sleeve arrow at Zhou Boxu.

His sleeve arrow was made very delicately, hidden in the sleeve very secretly, not easy to detect, and naturally no defense.

Looking at the flying hidden arrow, Zhou Boxu tensed his body and quickly turned around to avoid it.

The scary thing about this kind of hidden weapon is not that it can cause injuries, but that most of them are poisonous.

After Zhou Boxu dodged, he became furious. He pulled out the dagger from his waist with his left hand and said, "Since the Second Prince has no martial ethics, I can only imitate him." After he finished

speaking, Zhou Boxu launched an attack, swinging his right hand to chop horizontally and vertically, and turning his left hand to stab and cut diagonally, forcing Xiao Lin to be in a panic.

In less than a cup of tea, cold sweat broke out on Xiao Lin's forehead and he was at a disadvantage.

Zhou Boxu seized the opportunity and kicked Xiao Lin hard.

This kick was very heavy, and Xiao Lin was kicked back several steps and spit out blood.

Yu Zheng understood that Zhou Boxu's kick had triggered Xiao Lin's illness.

After the mouthful of blood, Xiao Lin slowed down his movements. Looking at the dagger coming towards him, Xiao Lin blocked it with his sword.

But the dagger cut off his sword and stabbed into his chest.