Chapter 531: Chasing the King of Zhenbei
On the tower of Danzhou city, defending general Lou Yousong rested one hand on the sword at his waist, his young face hidden in the shadow of his helmet, and stared coldly at the Potian Army stationed outside the city.
Then, the soldiers on the city wall seemed to have seen something, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Lou Yousong also saw that the enemy army did not move, but a woman in white was riding a horse slowly towards the city wall.
"General Lou, should we shoot him with arrows?"
Lou Yousong narrowed his eyes slightly. Somehow, he always felt that the woman's figure looked familiar.
When she got closer, Lou Yousong's pupils suddenly dilated, and disbelief burst out in his eyes.
Behind the shock, there is also a kind of indescribable excitement and joy.
Seeing that he said nothing, the soldiers around him prepared to order the archers to shoot arrows.
"Stop it!" Lou Yousong shouted.
He watched Murong Lin getting closer and closer to him, and finally stopped at the foot of the city.
"Yousong, how are you?" Murong Lian raised his head and said to Lou Yousong.
Lou Yousong didn't say anything, but his slightly trembling lips betrayed his inner thoughts.
Murong Lian said again:
"We haven't seen each other for many years. Don't you want to invite me up to reminisce about the past?"
Lou Yousong was stunned for a moment, then ordered the city to be opened and Murong Lin to be let in.
"General, be careful of fraud..."
"She is alone, how could she commit a fraud? Open the city."
Murong Lian quickly climbed up to the city wall. When Lou Yousong saw her, he hurried forward a few steps, but was afraid of losing his composure.
Finally, he could only stop a few steps in front of her and asked cautiously:
"Great, it turns out you're okay... Do you know how many years I've been looking for you?"
Murong Lian nodded to him slightly. When they met as old friends, he was filled with thoughts.
Lou Yousong could still clearly remember how he met Murong Lian who came to Beijing with the Prince of Zhenbei when he was still a beggar and almost frozen to death in the snow.
At that time, both of them were only fourteen years old, and it was the bowl of hot porridge that Murong Lian gave him that saved his life.
Later, Murong Lian saw that he had no one to rely on, so he recruited him as an attendant.
Later, Murong Lian became the Princess of Prince Qi, and he followed her to Prince Qi's Palace. Yan Changwen saw that he had good talent, so he trained him to be a secret guard and entrusted him with important tasks.
He knew that he was of humble origin, so he dared only hide his admiration for Murong Lin deep in his heart. Fortunately, Murong Lin and Prince Qi had a deep relationship and were in love with each other, so he thought it would be good to protect them both for the rest of their lives.
As long as it's someone Murong Lin cares about, he is willing to protect them with his life.
Afterwards, something unexpected happened in Prince Qi's mansion. He was sent to another place by Prince Qi. After returning to Beijing, he learned that Prince Qi had fled with his family and eventually died in the northern border. The whereabouts of Prince Qi's wife was unknown.
After searching for Murong Lian in vain, Lou Yousong went to seek refuge with Murong Lian's father, the King of Zhenbei, hoping that one day Murong Lian would return and they could meet again.
"Where have you been these years? Are you living well?" Lou Yousong asked her.
Murong Lian's eyebrows drooped slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
"Before His Highness left, he asked me to live well. I will never fail you in your trust."
Lou Yousong understood that she still couldn't let go after all these years, so he said:
"The prince is currently in a decisive battle with the government troops at Ming Beach. If he knew you were back, he would definitely be very happy..."
"Yousong." Murong Lian suddenly raised his eyes and spoke word by word.
"Do you know how His Highness died?"
…
Singing beach, withered vines and setting sun.
King Zhenbei sat in the rear, looking at the battle that lasted for most of the day, frowning tightly.
Mu'er was also anxious and couldn't help but say:
"Your Majesty, our army has twice as many people as the enemy. If it weren't for the Princess's cavalry who kept causing trouble, we would have won a great victory long ago!"
King Zhenbei's fists gradually tightened, his face gloomy.
"I never thought that my own daughter would become such a disaster..."
He looked at Cheng Lian and said in a deep voice:
"Go, have all the guards withdraw from the right wing and gather at Stonehenge."
…
Murong Jing was fighting hard in the formation. Wherever his spear pointed, it was like a hurricane, and blood splattered everywhere.
She raised her eyes accidentally and saw the figure of King Zhenbei who had been missing before.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance of more than ten feet, and the King of Zhenbei turned his horse's head and headed south.
Murong Jing did not hesitate, immediately rushed out of the encirclement and rode his horse to catch up.
Soon, the figure of King Zhenbei left the battlefield, and it seemed that he intended to lead Murong Jing somewhere.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Murong Jing's eyes, and she looked back at the tense battle situation.
The Po Tian Army has not arrived yet, and we are outnumbered by the enemy. There is almost no chance of winning if we continue fighting like this.
The only way is to capture the leader first!
Murong Jing retracted her gaze, no longer hesitated, and chased after the back of King Zhenbei.
Murong Jing was wearing a red dress just now, which made her particularly conspicuous on the battlefield. Although Zhu Qingyan was guarding Yan Xiuyun, he always kept an eye on Murong Jing's position.
Seeing that she suddenly chased out alone, Zhu Qingyan was anxious, but the rebels had already discovered Yan Xiuyun's location and were pouring in here in waves. She could not leave her post at this time.
She swung her sword and killed a few more rebels, but when she looked up again, she could no longer see Murong Jing.
The King of Zhenbei rode his horse at full speed, and Murong Jing chased after him relentlessly.
Murong Jing took off the longbow from his back, bent the bow and drew the arrow several times, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
Finally, she gritted her teeth, put away her longbow, squeezed the horse's belly hard, and sped up her pursuit.
At this moment, the King of Zhenbei in front reined in his horse and stopped.
Before Murong Jing could be surprised, she suddenly saw the dust rising on the ground in front of her, and a trip rope was stretched out by someone!
The warhorse under Murong Jing failed to react in time and flew forward, falling heavily to the ground.
Fortunately, Murong Jing had already jumped up on the horse's back before the horse fell and landed steadily on the ground.
She raised her head and saw nine dark shadows appeared in front of her. They were all riding on horses, holding weapons and looking at her.
They were the nine surviving guards under the command of King Zhenbei.
The King of Zhenbei had already evacuated to a safe place, with Mu'er guarding him, and the two of them were watching from afar.
Murong Jing looked at Cheng Lian, the leader of the guards, and knew that it was useless to say more at this time.
She stood up from the ground, her spear standing on the ground with a clang, her eyes flushed with blood and filled with wild murderous intent, shooting coldly at those people from behind her mask.
"It's been a long time since you asked for a reward from me."
Murong Jing raised her chin slightly.
"One by one, or all at once?"
Cheng Lian was about to speak when the brave guard beside him couldn't hold back and rushed towards Murong Jing with a loud shout.
Cheng Lian wanted to call him, but it was too late.
The brave guard held a bright silver ring-handled sword in his hand and took advantage of his horse's advantage to swing the sword at Murong Jing.
Murong Jing did not dodge or evade until the blade was whistling and almost fell on her nose, then she ducked and dodged, and actually passed under the horse's body.
Her figure disappeared from Xiaowei's sight for a moment. Before he could see clearly where she appeared, he felt a huge pulling force on his left leg. He didn't have the strength to resist at all!
He screamed and fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood.
When I opened my eyes again, the person riding the horse had become Murong Jing.
Murong Jing didn't even look down at him. He stabbed and pulled out the spear with his backhand, and there was already a corpse on the ground.
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