Chapter 375 Reunion on the Battlefront
"Although the Seven Star Formation is wonderful, Your Highness has forgotten the principle of the movement of the stars."
Xiao Nanyan's voice was calm, yet chilling:
"You set up your ambush according to the Big Dipper's orientation, but you didn't know that I calculated the angle of the stars' shift and determined that your troops were stationed in this valley. You thought you were luring me into a trap, but in fact, you walked into a dead end yourself."
From the surrounding mountains and forests, the shouts of the Apocalypse soldiers were heard—
The troops left outside the mountain received his signal and knew that the formation in the mountain had been broken. They circled to the top of the valley and were now drawing their bows and swords, aiming at the Nanzhao soldiers in the valley.
Xie Lan gritted his teeth secretly. The Seven Star Big Dipper Formation that he had carefully arranged had become a cage that trapped him.
He looked at Xiao Nanyan's figure, his black robe stained with dust but still standing tall, and suddenly understood:
This person not only understands military tactics, but also understands the laws governing the operation of heaven and earth.
"Xiao Nanyan!" Xie Lan gripped his sword tightly, his voice trembling with anger:
"Are you trying to trap and kill me?"
"To trap, not to kill."
Xiao Nanyan said calmly: "What this king wants is never your life."
He looked up in the direction of Jiangdu, his eyes deep:
"It's just that I need to let the Southern Emperor and His Highness know my sincerity in wanting to marry Princess Zhaoning."
"Sincerity?"
Xie Lan was so angry that his face turned blue, and he pointed at Xiao Nanyan's nose and shouted:
"Your sincerity means leading your troops to invade our Nanzhao territory and trap Xiyan's biological brother to death in these deep mountains?"
Xiao Nanyan's eyes darkened slightly, but his tone remained calm:
"Otherwise, I have proposed marriage three times with full sincerity, but your country has repeatedly declined. Since etiquette is difficult to follow, I can only find another way."
Xie Lan felt as if he had heard a huge joke:
"Xiao Nanyan, don't let your wishful thinking lead you to despair! Even if I die in battle today, I will never marry my younger sister to a heartless person like you!"
Xiao Nanyan was not angry at all, but instead raised a faint arc at the corner of his lips:
"How could I hurt you? You are my future brother-in-law."
"Bah! Stop flattering yourself!"
Xie Lan was furious. He suddenly pulled up the reins and rushed towards Xiao Nanyan:
"Xiao Nanyan, today, I want to see who's better with you!"
Seeing this, Han Xiao beside him drew his sword and wanted to ride forward, but Xiao Nanyan raised his hand to stop him:
"Stand back. He is my family member. Don't hurt him if you are so careless."
Before he finished speaking, the black horse rushed towards Xie Lan like an arrow.
The two long swords collided in the dim morning light, sending out a string of sparks, which then turned into two intersecting silver arcs, dancing in the air.
Xie Lan's eyes were wide open with anger, and his sword moves poured down like a violent storm. Every sword move was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, and every move was aimed directly at Xiao Nanyue's vital points. It was obvious that he had transformed all the pent-up anger into the power of the sword.
On the other hand, Xiao Nanyan remained calm and composed. His dark robe fluttered like an inky butterfly amidst the sword shadows. His sword seemed to move slowly, but he always managed to avoid Xie Lan's sharp edge by the tiniest amount of time.
The tip of the sword brushed past his shoulder armor, and the edge of the sword passed by his waist. Although there was danger everywhere, he seemed to have seen through the opponent's moves in advance, and he was always able to dodge them easily, obviously leaving plenty of room.
The two fought for about thirty rounds. Xie Lan's attack became increasingly impatient, but Xiao Nanyue remained calm and composed.
Suddenly, Xie Lan shouted loudly, took advantage of the momentum of his horse to leap into the air, and slashed down with his sword. The sword energy almost tore the air apart.
Xiao Nanyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a turn of his wrist, the Jinghong Sword swung out a sword flower. He actually used the force to leap up, and his figure intersected with Xie Lan in the air.
The two swords collided fiercely in the air, the crisp sound of tinkling was endless, and the sword lights intertwined like a net. The soldiers of both armies held their breath and felt that this battle was wonderful and could be called a match between two evenly matched opponents.
Xiao Nanyan thought to himself while blocking in the air:
As expected of the Prince of Nanzhao and commander of the Youhuang Guard, his swordsmanship is vigorous yet cunning, extraordinary. However, if you want to defeat him, you still lack some skills.
Before he could finish his thought, he suddenly turned his wrist and the sword's momentum suddenly changed.
The originally slow sword moves suddenly accelerated, like a rushing river, which was the Nine Styles of Jinghong.
The first move "Flowing Wind" swept across Xie Lan's lower body, the second move "Breaking Clouds" went straight to the middle, and the third move "Chasing Stars" was already at his face.
Xie Lan was immediately suppressed by the fierce sword force and had to land on his feet. He changed his moves repeatedly, but was still forced to retreat step by step. His feet were unstable and he almost fell.
Xiao Nanyue took advantage of the situation and wanted to cut off the sword in his hand and capture him alive.
At this moment, the people behind Xie Lan suddenly separated to both sides, and a white light shot out like lightning.
It was a snow-white horse with mane like a waterfall. It was the good horse "Treading Snow" from the Western Regions.
Sitting on the horse's back was a woman in white, with long black hair and a stunning face. But she shouted:
"Xiao Nanyan, don't hurt my royal brother!"
There was a bone-chilling coldness in his voice. At the same time, three darts suddenly flew out of his hand, flashing with cold light, piercing Xiao Nanyue's face and chest respectively. It was a ruthless killing move.
The moment Xiao Nanyue heard that voice, the blood in his body seemed to freeze instantly.
The shock and surprise in his heart exploded like thunder, almost making him forget that he was on the battlefield.
He turned sideways by inertia, swept the Jinghong sword across, and with three crisp clangs, the hidden weapon was knocked away.
At this moment, he no longer cared about Xie Lan, stepped back a foot away, and suddenly looked up.
The morning light happened to fall on the woman's face, making her beautiful and unparalleled appearance even clearer, but the eyes that once seemed as cold as water were now burning with raging hatred, piercing straight at him.
Xiao Nanyue's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, causing him to feel so much pain that he could hardly breathe.
He never expected that he would meet the love of his life on this battlefield full of swords and sabers.
A year of tossing and turning, a year of deep longing, and now fighting against each other, are all for this moment of reunion.
He stared intently at those hateful eyes, his Adam's apple rolling violently, and he almost used up all his strength to squeeze out the name that was engraved in his bones from between his teeth:
“Yan Yan…”
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