Xuan Tianming and Bai Ze almost thought that there was something wrong with their ears or eyes. Could it be that they saw it wrong? The soldiers guarding the city were not from Dashun, but from Zong Sui?
Bai Ze rubbed his eyes, then looked up again. After distinguishing for a long time, he said in confusion: "Yes! It's our soldiers, wearing Dashun's clothes. The big flag on the city also has a Chinese character "Hua". That is the flag of His Highness the Seventh Prince."
Xuan Tianming narrowed his eyes and looked up. Yes, the soldiers on the city wall were all soldiers of Dashun, and they were Xuan Tianming's personal soldiers. Although he could not call out the names of those soldiers one by one, they all looked familiar. Those brothers who had accompanied him in killing people everywhere, now refused to let him out of the city gate? Why?
He opened his mouth and shouted towards the top of the city wall: "Tell Deputy General Qian Li to come out and see me!"
But the soldiers above did not follow his orders, and continued to repeat the same words as before: "Your Highness, please go back! Bincheng does not welcome you!"
"Why?" Xuan Tianming used his internal energy in this shout, and the rage that surged to the sky was also vented out along with the internal energy, shocking the soldiers above and causing them to retreat one after another, with fear on their faces.
Bai Ze was also angry, and shouted at the leader: "You little bastards! Open your eyes and see who is your real master!"
The people above knew that Xuan Tianming was the real commander, and they also knew clearly whose soldiers he was. But the Seventh Prince said that it was for his own good not to let the Ninth Prince enter the city. If they didn't want the Ninth Prince to die, they had to stop him outside the city. So, even if they risked being scolded for forgetting their master, they had to stop him and never let the Ninth Prince make any mistakes.
The city gate stood quietly, with no intention of opening. The soldiers above were still standing straight. Even though they were shocked by Xuan Tianming's anger and retreated several steps, when they came back, they still held their posts and were unshakable.
Xuan Tianming suddenly understood that his seventh brother was determined not to let him fight in this war. Asking him to go to Ji'an County to help with the marriage proposal was simply a lie. He just wanted to get the military token so that he could bring these soldiers from Kyoto to the East Realm and successfully get rid of him.
Think about how many days it took to arrive in Bincheng after being misled by so many wrong signs along the way. What Xuan Tianhua wanted to do, could he not understand? But... Xuan Tianming clenched his fists, "Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother! You fought for me, took risks for me, have you ever thought about how I feel? How can I watch you lead the troops to fight the enemy? How can I bear to watch your white clothes soaked in blood? What did you say when you were young? Leave the wielding of the sword to me in the future, you just need to stand there and watch, that will be the best reassurance. So now, why don't you keep your promise when you were young?
With a sad heart, he looked at the six-meter-high city wall in front of him and snorted coldly: "I can come and go freely in the barrier mountain outside the camp in the suburbs of the capital, how can this mere few-meter-high city wall stop me?" After that, he tapped the stirrups lightly with his toes and jumped up, displaying his excellent lightness skills to the fullest. In just a blink of an eye, he had jumped to half the height of the city wall, stepped on the wall bricks and took slow steps, preparing to jump again.
At the same time, a figure in white suddenly appeared above the city wall, and rushed down from above, in the opposite direction of Xuan Tianming. One white, one purple, they met in an instant, their palms pressed together, and after hitting each other, they instantly knocked each other far away.
One fell down, the other rose up, the distance between them was getting farther and farther, but their eyes never moved away from each other after the moment they met.
Xuan Tianming's internal force turned, and he quickly adjusted his falling posture. He lifted himself up again and used a pile of earth below to fly into the air again. It was straight up and down, just like the barrier mountain that he had to climb over every time he went to and from the camp outside the capital. It was thrilling and dangerous, and it was a test of his Qinggong skills. The man above also adjusted himself at almost the same time and dived down again. The two faced each other again and started fighting in mid-air.
The purple-clothed Xuantianming Kungfu was relatively hard, and each move was extremely purposeful and violent; while the white-clothed Xuantianhua Kungfu was relatively peaceful, and the moves were often not to defeat the enemy, but to resolve the enemy, gentle and soft. Such gentleness versus such hardness, it was really hard to tell the winner for a while, people only saw the white and purple two people going up, then down, sometimes hitting far away from the wall, and then sticking to the wall again. People's minds rose and fell with this fight, always not falling, and they speculated who would win in the end. The ninth prince and the seventh prince of Dashun really fought each other, such a wonderful scene had never been seen before.
The soldiers had their own thoughts. Xuan Tianming was already frustrated to the limit. He raised his hand, but Xuan Tianhua gently resolved the move, which made him grit his teeth in anger. "What on earth do you want to do, Seventh Brother?" He said fiercely, "You tricked me into going to Ji'an County, just to take away my soldiers? Just to take away my military token?"
"That's right." Xuan Tianhua nodded, his expression unchanged.
"What on earth are you going to do?" Xuan Tianming was anxious, "Seventh Brother! Why don't you let me enter the city?"
Xuan Tianhua shook his head: "I'm already here, so you go back."
"You should be the one to go back!" Xuan Tianming stretched out his hand and tried to grab Xuan Tianhua's wrist, but even though he used the fastest movement and his fingertips had already touched his skin, he was still dodged by the other party. He gritted his teeth in anger, "Seventh Brother, you lied to me!"
"That's right, I lied to you." Xuan Tianhua moved slowly and calmly, not at all like he was using all his internal energy to defeat the enemy. He just looked like he was walking down the street normally, so calm and composed, just like he was chatting casually. He told Xuan Tianming: "I lied to you to propose to Madam An on my behalf, but in fact I just wanted to take your military token and fight this battle for you. I have already taken the city, and the cities behind will soon be mine. Ming'er, listen to your seventh brother and go back!"
"Why?" When Xuan Tianming was anxious, the purple lotus between his eyebrows would bloom especially brightly, as if it was alive, and would take on different forms as his mood changed. "Didn't we agree that I would fight and you would protect the capital, brother? Why do you have to do this now? Why do you have to come to the East Realm for me?"
Xuan Tianhua's aura finally changed slightly. Although the change was not easily noticed by others, he knew that he would have to use all his strength to fight against his ninth brother. "There are no whys. Ming'er, Seventh Brother has never hurt you. He is doing this for your own good."
"I know you're doing this for my own good!"
"Then go back." Xuan Tianhua did not give him a chance to speak. He used his inner strength to speed up his movements, and actually pushed Xuan Tianming down. It was as if he wanted to push Xuan Tianming to the ground. "Go back! Treat Ah Heng well, take good care of your mother, and live the life you want. From now on, all the battles will be fought by your seventh brother, and all the dangers will be borne by your seventh brother. Ming'er, forgive your seventh brother, and take care of yourself."
After saying this, he suddenly increased his strength and turned his body. His movements were so fast that he was like a ghost. Even Xuan Tianming, who was considered the best martial artist in the world, was dazzled by his movements. Xuan Tianming had always known that his seventh brother was a hidden talent. He had always known that his seventh brother was the best master in the world. He also knew that if one day the two of them were really on opposite sides, he would not be his opponent. But he did not expect that this day would come so quickly. He received Xuan Tianhua's palm without even seeing it clearly. The palm hit him directly under his left shoulder, which shook his left arm so much that he lost consciousness immediately. The internal force accumulated in his body also became chaotic under this palm. He tried desperately to stabilize himself, but he was still not as strong as that palm.
Xuan Tianming began to fall, and his fall was extremely fast. No matter how hard he tried to take a breath and rise up again, he couldn't muster any strength.
On the contrary, Xuan Tianhua had returned to the city wall. Looking at his brother falling, he shouted to Bai Ze, "Catch your master and send him back to the capital." After he finished speaking, he turned around and shouted to the soldiers, "Guard the city gates. No one is allowed to enter or leave. I will lead you to fight against Zong Sui!"
In the end, Xuan Tianming was caught by Bai Ze. No matter how unwilling he was, the gate of Bin City never opened for him. He covered his left shoulder with his right hand, looked up at the white figure on the city wall striding away, and everything around him returned to silence again, as if nothing had happened. He was unwilling to give up, and ordered Bai Ze in a deep voice: "Find a way to contact Qian Li, this king wants to know why this happened!"
Bai Ze gritted his teeth in anger and said reluctantly, "Seventh Prince, are you going to turn against the master?"
"Shut up!" He glared at Bai Ze. "How could Seventh Brother turn against me? He stopped me from entering the city just to take the risk for me to fight Zong Sui. But why? He never did this to me when I fought Qian Zhou and Gu Shu, so why did he do this to Zong Sui..."
The two were puzzled. Bai Ze escorted Xuan Tianming back to Fuzhou and lived in Baicaotang in Fuzhou. Although Xuan Tianhua's palm did not seriously injure him, he still needed to recuperate for a period of time before he could recover. During this period, Bai Ze contacted the spy they secretly planted in Fuzhou to find a way to contact Qian Li. Finally, three days later, the spy sent back a note from Qian Li: In the battle between Zong and Sui, His Majesty the Seventh Prince calculated the signs of a great disaster.
Xuan Tianming held the note tightly in his hand. He knew that there must be a reason behind it, otherwise his seventh brother would not be so determined.
Is it a sign of a great calamity? There is a sign of a great calamity, so the seventh brother didn't want him to take the risk, so he chose to go to the battle for him and took on the great calamity himself. Then what about him? Just watch his brother die for him? Absolutely impossible.
"Bai Ze." He thought for a while and made a decision. "We will set off in three days, bypassing Bincheng and going directly to Jiancheng to wait. I don't believe that he can carry me out of the city after I enter the city first. In addition, use the flying eagle in Fuzhou to pass a message to the little liar behind, and ask her to go to Bincheng to meet me. Don't think I don't know she is following behind."
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