Chapter 45: Catching a Turtle in a Jar
Lai Yang got three antidotes to suppress the Heart-Erosion Pill from Yan Chengyun.
Although he felt that he might not need the antidote for the Heart-Eroding Pill, he still accepted it just in case.
After all, the later the poison takes effect, the stronger his defense and resistance will be, and the smaller the risk will be.
Why would you foolishly reject something that is of no harm to you?
Time flies, the years pass by like a shuttle.
The snowstorm covering the Northern Frontier City gradually subsided.
Finally one day, Kemmerdar led an army of 200,000 and arrived at Beijiang City.
He ordered an army of 200,000 to be stationed several kilometers away, and confidently entered Beijiang City with several powerful confidants and a team of elite guards.
"Your Highness, Kemmerdar is here!" One of Lord Mo's confidants reported urgently.
Lord Mo put down the Silver Scale Overlord Spear in his hand, and his shirtless upper body revealed his muscular body. There were numerous hideous scars crisscrossing each other, and the sweat sparkled in the sunlight. The scene was extremely shocking.
A cold look flashed across Lord Mo's eyes, and he said calmly, "Are they here? Tell the others to prepare a banquet. I will entertain them well."
Kemmerdal and others were welcomed into Prince Wu's Palace in full view of the public.
At the same time, Yan Chengyun and Mo Ruyan were secretly transferred out of the Prince Wu's Mansion by people sent by Lord Mo.
Next, Prince Wu’s Palace might turn into a brutal battlefield. They are too weak and it would be dangerous if they stayed.
Although Lord Mo has deployed many powerful means in the Prince Wu's Palace, Kemmerdar is no pushover.
Kemmerdar was able to become the king of a barbarian tribe where the strong were respected, which showed that his strength was extraordinary.
If the plan goes well, it will be fine. If not, a fierce battle is inevitable, and the entire Prince Wu's Palace may be reduced to ruins in the next battle.
Kemmerdar and others entered the Prince Wu's Palace. Lord Mo was already sitting on the main seat. On both sides were the generals of Beijiang City. All of them stared at them with murderous and unfriendly eyes, as if they wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood.
They in the Northern Frontier City have suffered from the northern barbarians for a long time. In order to resist the repeated invasions of the barbarians, they don't know how many of their good men have died on the battlefield.
The two sides have long been enemies.
Kemmerdar didn't take it seriously. He stepped forward with his confidants and guards and looked at Lord Mo fearlessly: "King Tongwu, it's been a few years since we parted on the battlefield."
"Kemmerdal, I underestimated your courage. You actually dared to step into my Beijiang City." Lord Mo looked at Kemmerdal with a deep gaze.
Kemerdar sneered and said in a muffled voice: "The warriors of the grasslands have never been afraid of death and threats. As you wish, I came here with sincerity today. My 200,000 troops are stationed a few kilometers away. As long as you agree to my marriage with the princess, the warriors of the grasslands will definitely help you to seize the country of the Great Yan Dynasty."
"I have long heard of the beauty of the Princess of Northern Frontier City, and have long been fascinated by her. I wonder where she is now? Can you come out and see her?"
"If you want to see the princess, you have to defeat me first!"
At this moment, a young general in silver armor from the Wuwang Palace jumped out, his eyes and the tip of his spear shining with a chilling light as he stared at Kemmerdal and the others.
Seeing this scene, Kemmerdar's face turned cold. He looked up at Lord Mo and asked, "What does this mean?"
"Ruyan is not only the apple of my eye, but also the apple of the eye of all the generals in Beijiang City. If you want to marry the princess, shouldn't you show some real ability? As long as you can defeat these brothers of mine, I will agree to marry my daughter to you. I can also promise you that when I kill Yan Chengtian and take over Dayanjiangshan, Beijiang City and several nearby cities can be given to you."
Lord Mo supported his face with one hand, leaned lazily on the chair, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Are you serious?"
"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond."
"Okay, in that case, we won't be polite."
As soon as Kemmerdal finished speaking, an elite guard behind him immediately stood up, emitting a strong and violent aura.
"How can you be a match for my grassland warriors? King, I am willing to win this battle for you."
"Very good, defeat him and prove your strength. I will give you money, cattle, sheep, and women. I will fulfill one of your conditions."
"Great king, Songganbu will surely prove the strength of my steppe warriors and defeat my enemies."
After saying this, the northern barbarian saluted respectfully to Kemmerdal, stepped forward with two swords in hand, and his fierce eyes were like a wolf staring at its prey.
"Come on, I will use the knife in my hand to slit your throat and make you pay for provoking my prairie warriors."
"So much nonsense."
The young warrior in silver armor attacked with all his strength, and his spear was like thunder.
Songganbu was startled and immediately raised his two swords to block the opponent's attack.
The two sides fought fiercely for dozens of rounds. Songganbu's strength was almost completely suppressed by the silver-armored young general, and he suffered many minor injuries.
The young warrior in silver armor had many chances to defeat his opponent, but he seemed to be deliberately stalling for time and humiliating his opponent.
As Kemmerdar's close guard, Songganbu had never suffered such humiliation before, and he immediately became furious.
"How dare you humiliate me like this? I will kill you!"
Songganbu's eyes were red and he was furious.
The next moment, Songganbu became murderous, and his blood and energy burst out with the power of a seventh-grade great martial artist.
The young general in silver armor maintained his expression, and the aura around him rose, eventually breaking through the eighth rank and entering the seventh rank.
The two great martial arts masters engaged in a fierce fight under the gaze of everyone.
However, neither side made any move to stop it.
Phew!
With one flaw, the silver-armored young general's spear pierced Songganbu's throat, and his two swords fell to the ground with a clang.
He looked at his opponent in disbelief, he couldn't believe that the young warrior in silver armor would actually dare to kill him.
"Songganbu! How dare you kill someone?!"
Seeing this, Kemmerdal and others were all shocked. They seemed to realize something in an instant and their hearts suddenly became nervous.
"Lord Mo, what do you mean by this? We come to your Prince Wu's Mansion with sincerity, and this is how you treat guests from afar?" Kemmerdal asked with a cold face.
"Swords have no eyes, and casualties are inevitable in a fight. I don't need to teach you such a simple truth, right?"
"That's right. If you can't afford to play, don't play. What's the use of complaining?"
"It's just a waste of money. You are inferior to others and can only bark. What kind of grassland warrior is this? I think you are just a sick grassland cat. You still want to marry the princess of our Beijiang City? What the hell are you dreaming of?"
Everyone in Prince Wu's Mansion started to criticize him whenever they got the chance.
When it comes to arguments, they have never been afraid of anyone.
Everyone in Kemmerdal had a gloomy look on their faces. He had already realized that something was wrong and felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
What happened today was like a Hongmen Banquet, obviously a trap set for him.
It's over, they fell into the trap!
"Since the Wuwang Mansion does not welcome us, we will take our leave and call off the alliance."
Kemmerdal turned around and was about to leave, and then he saw many masters emerging from King Wu’s Palace.
They closed the gate of Prince Wu's palace, eager to try, as if they were planning to catch the turtle in the jar.
Lord Mo stood up, an invisible pressure emanated from him, and he spoke calmly:
"Now that you're here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
News about the second round of trial has arrived.
Thanks to book friend Yuxiang for voting for two monthly tickets.
Thanks to Bunny Baby’s pursuer for casting one monthly ticket.
(End of this chapter)
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