Chapter 3307 A mouthful of blood
Zhu Feng was on the verge of bursting into a curse, but he still tried his best to control himself. His face was already ashen as he shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"
"emperor……"
Under normal circumstances, Nan Yan would probably argue with her, but at this moment, she really did not have the courage to argue with the furious emperor. After all, she was the one who had kept this matter from him and was in the wrong.
In fact, the reason she came here was similar to Zhu Feng's.
After calculating that the battle had been going on for more than four hours, and Zhu Feng still hadn't received any news about the King of Han, she became more and more uneasy. Especially after hearing the battle report from the front line, she found that the morale of the Yan Kingdom was greatly boosted and they were already in a state of overwhelming victory. She became even more anxious.
Because at this time, if Zhu Chengjun was really in Arslan's hands, he would definitely take action.
So, she had to come.
Seeing Zhu Feng's rage, as if he wanted to throw her back, Nan Yan reached out and gripped the reins, slowly rode up to Zhu Feng, and whispered, "Your Majesty, I—"
"go back!"
Zhu Feng didn't listen to her explanation at all. He just glared at Ying Shao, who was protecting the imperial concubine, with a sullen face. Ying Shao lowered his head in fear after being looked at by him. He knew that this time he was probably in big trouble. Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "Send the imperial concubine back. When this matter is over, I will settle accounts with you one by one!"
Ying Shao and the guards around him were all silent.
However, Nan Yan stood in front of him on horseback.
Zhu Feng's brows knitted into a knot, his expression almost ferocious, and he said, "Why, you want to disobey the order?"
"emperor……"
Nan Yan didn't dare to really confront him. Besides, the most important thing at the moment was the battle not far away. If the two of them started to quarrel first, it would inevitably distract Zhu Feng, and such distraction on the battlefield would be fatal.
So, she said softly, "I just wanted to come and see what's going on. As long as I know Cheng Jun is okay, I'll leave immediately."
"no!"
"emperor!"
Just as the two of them were entangled, several soldiers in Zhu Feng's group who were scouting the way ahead suddenly rode back at full speed and reported, "Your Majesty, people are coming from the other side!"
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng no longer cared about arguing with Nan Yan and quickly turned around, and Nan Yan immediately followed him.
I saw a faint light in the chaotic night ahead, but I didn't know how far away it was. The faint light flickered like a firefly in the distance, as if it would be swallowed up by the deep night at any time.
Someone is coming!
Zhu Feng's eyes were as sharp as those of an eagle on the grassland, staring at the front. In the light of the fire, he vaguely saw a group of people coming towards the battlefield.
It's Arslan!
As soon as they saw Arslan appear, the people here immediately became nervous. Even Nan Yan subconsciously rode her horse to Zhu Feng's side. Zhu Feng frowned, looking ahead, but also worried about Nan Yan beside him. He almost wished he had not brought her to the northwest from the beginning, so that he would not be so anxious now. But now, it was no use to regret.
He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Watch out for me, Imperial Concubine!"
Ying Shao and his men dared not delay, and hurriedly rode up on their horses, surrounding Nan Yan.
But at this time, Nan Yan's entire attention was focused on the front.
Although there was an endless battlefield with hundreds of thousands of troops in the middle, and the flashing of swords and splattering blood filled her entire vision, she could still clearly see behind the sea of people, a group of Arslan's men slowly walking towards this side, and finally stopped on the other side of the battlefield, looking at them from afar.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew violently.
The wind came extremely fast, as if a ferocious beast was roaring and rushing towards them, shaking the people on horseback. The warhorse that Nan Yan was riding even shook its head and took several steps back in the wind.
At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "This wind——"
Zhu Feng had been concentrating on looking ahead when he heard the voice. It was his guide, Ashu, who had been following him. Zhu Feng turned and stared at him, "What's wrong with the wind?"
The guide, Ashu, had lived here for decades and knew every tree and blade of grass here like the back of his hand. At this moment, he was riding on his horse, stretching his neck to look up. Although the sky was pitch black, this darkness was different from the usual pitch black. It was a heavy darkness, as if a big hand was pressing down on their heads. And this gust of wind was filled with unspeakable noise. When it blew over, it was as if countless evil spirits were howling in the wind.
He opened his eyes wide and said, "Your Majesty, this wind, this wind is what the emperor wants!"
Zhu Feng's eyes darkened.
He suddenly raised his head, and at this moment, a muffled thunder sounded above their heads.
At the same time, on the altar on the other side, the old uncle of the king, holding a wooden sword, with his hair loose and barefoot, was staggered by a sudden gust of wind. However, it was incredible that he was so tall and looked like a black iron tower. He was actually staggered by the wind.
He took two steps back and his waist hit the incense table behind him, causing the incense and candles on it to shake.
He Yi, who had been standing under the altar intently guarding him, hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Master?"
He subconsciously wanted to go up to the altar.
The soldiers guarding the altar were also a little panicked. Two of them were about to come forward to help him, but the old uncle stopped them with a raised hand. He put his hand on his chest and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move!"
Praying for rain at this time is the most critical time.
He Yi naturally understood and could only suppress his anxiety and took another step back. The soldiers could only stand where they were and watch the old uncle take two more steps along the altar, muttering something. Finally, he placed the peach wood sword on the incense table, picked up a piece of talisman paper, lit it, and then waved his hand violently.
The talisman paper suddenly broke into thousands of sparks and scattered in the air.
Then, a red light suddenly flashed in the low and heavy sky above, and then a muffled thunder exploded above.
“Boom!”
Upon hearing this voice, He Yi's face immediately showed an ecstatic expression. He looked up at the old uncle and said, "Master, it's done!"
This gust of wind brings rain!
The old uncle stood shakily at the top of the altar, looking at the faint red light flashing above his head and the gradually clearer thunder, a smile appeared on his face.
But the next moment, his brows suddenly frowned.
Before everyone could react, he suddenly raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood!
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