Chapter 86 People are really weird.
The breathing of the person under him became heavier and heavier, and his hands began to knead his lower back restlessly. Wen Xing's pupils shrank and he woke up instantly.
He instinctively sensed danger and pushed the person away. After sitting up, he cleared his throat and changed the subject: "You're coming back to the palace so brazenly, aren't you afraid that Prince Xiang will send people to hunt you down?"
Ning Wujie took a deep breath and stood up. He looked up and saw the startling red on his snow-white neck. His eyes darkened. He reached out and wiped away the bright red. His fingertips lingered on the white neck again, easing the itch in his heart. He lowered his eyes and said, "What I want is for him to come and hunt me down."
Wen Xing frowned. "During the last riot, I heard from Zhenxing that you lured the Jinshan Guards into the city to suppress the Tanping defenders. But with the Jinshan Guards in the city, Prince Xiang wouldn't have to worry about being attacked from both sides, and could unscrupulously besiege Tanping."
"If the defenders in Tanping join forces with Prince Xiang's main force, I'm afraid Jinshanwei will also be in danger."
"You have no troops to deploy now. How can you resist the attack of King Xiang by taking such a small number of people out of the city?"
Ning Wujie's eyes were cold and gloomy. "The Jinshan Guards entered the city to lure them into complacency. Without any worries, Gao Meng dared to place a heavy siege on them."
Wen Xing was puzzled: "But where do your soldiers come from?"
Ning Wujie's eyes shone with undeniable confidence. "Everyone thought I was being held hostage on two fronts, but little did they know that Longxi had already surrendered."
Wen Xing's eyes lit up.
Therefore, troops can be secretly transferred from Longxi.
"This will definitely catch them off guard."
Ning Wujie nodded. "Also, there are many dangerous valleys at the junction of Qianchuan and southern Yunnan. I will set up an ambush in one of these valleys to lure the King of Xiang here."
Wen Xing pondered for a moment and said, "But King Xiang may not be willing to come in person."
"The reason why he hunted me last time was because he was afraid that I would reveal his secret. He couldn't feel at ease until he saw me dead with his own eyes, but now the secret has..." He paused and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Ning Wujie's lips curled up into a cold arc, "He wants us dead even more now."
Good news often doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles, especially what happens in a man's crotch, which spreads very quickly. In the past few days, I'm afraid that it has spread not only to southern Yunnan, but also to the whole world.
If Prince Xiang is impotent, how can he be qualified to inherit the throne?
Rebels from other territories will also add fuel to the fire of this news. After all, those with the surname Wen are all competitors.
As the eldest son of Emperor Yongguang, Prince Xiang had the most legitimate right to inherit the throne.
But now their reputation has been completely ruined by these two people, and they may even lose the qualification to raise the banner of orthodoxy.
How can I not be so angry that I want to kill them?
Perhaps now that Prince Xiang's status in the southern Yunnan army has plummeted, he needs to kill Ning Wujie with his own hands to establish his authority.
After all, southern Yunnan was not originally the territory of King Xiang, and Gao Meng only regarded him as his lord because of his surname Wen.
Wen Xing figured it out after a little thought, and suddenly burst out laughing.
It was so embarrassing. As a man, he actually felt a little sympathy for King Xiang. If it were him, he would definitely commit suicide out of embarrassment.
The laughter became more and more uncontrollable, and he gradually laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, and his whole body became limp with laughter.
He laughed so hard that he trembled, clutching his stomach and lying limply on the couch again, "...Ning Wujie...my stomach hurts..."
“Hahaha… Help…”
Ning Wujie saw that he was laughing so hard that his heart was trembling, and a smile appeared in his dark eyes. He reached out his hand cautiously and tried to rub Wen Xing's belly.
Wen Xing understood what he meant and placed his hand on her stomach, massaging it slowly and urging him, "Rub it quickly, it hurts so much."
Ning Wujie paused with his fingertips, finally no longer caring, and rubbed slowly, "Don't think about it."
You can't think about this too much, the more you think about it, the funnier it gets.
His laughter drifted out of the carriage. Li Dequan, who was sitting in the front of the carriage, covered his mouth and laughed secretly when he heard the sound.
This young couple is still the same as before, so nice.
Xinghe was riding on the horse, his cheeks puffed up with anger.
His master had been bullied by Ning Wujie, his body covered in bruises, so how could he forgive that beast?
You are so spineless, master!
Wait, he clenched his fist, when he becomes stronger, he will vent his master's anger!
Inside the carriage, Ning Wujie gently rubbed Wen Xing's belly. The skin there was smooth, with not much muscle, only a thin layer. Although thin, it felt soft to the touch.
Wen Xing vaguely recalled that when he was in Tangquan Palace, Ning Wujie tricked him into pressing his laughter point and made him laugh until his stomach hurt. The other party also did the same to him.
The force is neither too light nor too heavy, slowly relieving the muscle cramps.
Thinking of this, he glanced sideways at Ning Wujie.
In the past, when he wanted Ning Wujie to serve this "tyrant", Ning Wujie always looked extremely humiliated and was unwilling to do so.
Now their status is reversed, Ning Wujie has become the emperor, and was harmed so badly by him, but he has no psychological barriers to serving him.
People are really strange.
Ning Wujie said solemnly, "Tomorrow when we pass by Jinxi, Your Majesty, please disguise yourself and enter the city. I will lead the troops to divert the pursuers."
Wen Xing recalled what Ning Wujie had just said, and his eyebrows suddenly jumped, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"But you are few in number." Wen Xing thought of the team he saw before setting off, which was the team of shadow guards brought by Ning Wujie. Perhaps there were other teams lying in ambush in the dark, but if King Xiang wanted to come and kill Ning Wujie, he would definitely lead his men and would not give Ning Wujie a chance to escape.
He shook his head. "This time, the King of Xiang is determined to kill you, so he must have a large force..."
He suddenly paused, and an idea flashed in his mind.
He gave an unfathomable smile and hooked his finger at Ning Wujie, "I have a way."
Ning Wujie heard this, leaned over and heard Xing whispering in his ear.
The whispers of the two people and the rumbling sounds of carriages mixed together, spreading all along the way.
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Luobi Cliff.
The mountains on both sides seemed to be split by a giant axe, revealing the gray and rugged rocks.
Due to excessive mining in the early years, the mountain has been stripped bare and no grass grows. Only traces of knife and axe carvings and huge, deep mine caves remain, like dark eyes staring at the canyon.
The only path under the cliff is narrow and rugged, with sharp turns and steep slopes. The horses have to slow down when riding on it, and the sound of hooves echoes in the valley, which is particularly clear.
Seeing that the road was rugged, King Xiang reined in his horse and stood at the edge of a cliff.
"Your Highness," a scout came on horseback, his voice hurried, "Ning Wujie's carriage passed through here not long ago, the traces are still fresh!"
A cold light flashed in King Xiang's eyes, and he waved his hand without hesitation: "Chase!"
"Your Highness!" a lieutenant general tried to dissuade him. "The terrain here is treacherous, and Ning Wujie is cunning and treacherous. I'm afraid there's an ambush. Should we... find another way?"
King Xiang glanced sideways, his cold gaze scraping across the deputy general's face like a knife.
Ever since Li Wenyan revealed his secret, rumors had spread like wildfire through the army. Some even dared to publicly claim that he had a hidden illness and was not a suitable candidate for the title of "True Dragon." Some generals even privately discussed inviting the Prince of Yan from northern Hebei to Yunnan to launch a rebellion.
Now even a deputy general like him dares to openly question his decision!
Thinking of this, he secretly clenched his fists. This is really outrageous!
He stared at the general with an increasingly hostile look, anger boiling in his chest.
They were all questioning him! They were all looking down on him because of those rumors!
Seeing the look on King Xiang's face, another general immediately rode forward and said, "Jinshanwei was brought to Tanping to suppress the rebellion. Now Tanping has been besieged by our army. They are like a turtle in a jar."
"Ning Wujie has lost the foundation for his survival. He is fleeing in panic like a stray dog. Naturally, he will choose the shortcut to escape to Qianchuan as quickly as possible."
"We must pursue him decisively now! Otherwise, Qianchuan is ahead, and it will be difficult to pursue Ning Wujie once he escapes there."
King Xiang snorted coldly, pointed his whip at the deputy general, and said coldly: "Since you are worried about the ambush, you will be the vanguard and clear the way for me."
The deputy general suddenly looked up, his eyes full of shock, but under the cold gaze of King Xiang, he did not dare to disobey orders. He gritted his teeth and led a team of people to step into the dangerous road first.
King Xiang stopped his horse and watched coldly as the team meandered into the narrow path under the cliff like a long snake, until the tail of the team disappeared behind the corner of the cliff.
After a while, a signal of safety came from the other end.
The general immediately gave Prince Xiang a flattering smile, "Your Highness is wise! There really wasn't an ambush. Ning Wujie must have been in such a panic that he had no choice but to go!"
King Xiang whipped his whip and said, "Forward!"
The team slowly entered the narrow path at the bottom of Luobi Cliff.
However, just as the team was circling on the winding and rugged mountain road, the ground shook violently without warning.
King Xiang was shocked.
"The Earth Dragon flips over! It's the Earth Dragon flipping over!"
The warhorse neighed in shock, and the man stood up, throwing the unsuspecting King Xiang off his horse.
There were endless exclamations and screams. In the chaos, King Xiang fell heavily to the ground. Before he could get up, he heard a scalp-numbing rumbling sound above his head.
He raised his head suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
On the bare mountain wall, rocks were shaken off the mountain and fell down like meteorites, carrying with them dust and small gravel, covering the sky.
"The mountain is collapsing! Run—!"
A huge boulder roared and came crashing down towards King Xiang, so fast that a shadow instantly enveloped him.
At the critical moment, a bodyguard rushed over and pushed him away!
"puff--!"
There was a heavy muffled sound accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, and warm liquid splashed all over King Xiang's face. The chest of the personal guard was collapsed by the huge rock, and blood spurted out.
King Xiang was covered in blood and stood there stiffly.
"Quick! Protect His Highness!" The surviving guards raised their shields and protected King Xiang in the center.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Huge rocks hit the shields one after another, making teeth-grinding crashing sounds. The shield-bearing soldiers were constantly shaken and fell down, spitting blood, and were replaced by new soldiers.
Prince Xiang was protected and stumbled backward, panicked, his ears filled with screams and the thud of boulders crashing to the ground. He hadn't known when his head had been cut, blood mixed with dirt and flowing down, blurring his vision, but he was completely unaware.
After a brief period of rockfall, the entire mountain suddenly slid down.
Billions of cubic meters of earth and rocks poured down like huge, muddy waves, filling the narrow valley in an instant.
Many soldiers who didn't have time to escape were swallowed up in an instant, without even being able to scream.
Through the gaps in his shield, King Xiang saw the overwhelming torrent of earth and rocks like a giant black palm, pressing down on the sky and the earth. An endless feeling of oppression came over him, and despair and fear gripped him.
The next moment, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
It was unknown how long it took before King Xiang finally woke up from the intense feeling of suffocation and the excruciating pain that tore his whole body apart.
His vision was blurry, smeared with blood and mud. He struggled to move his eyes, only to see with shock that most of his body was pinned down by boulders and mud.
The chest cavity was squeezed by enormous pressure, and every breath was like pulling a bellows, making a heavy and broken sound of "ho-ho-ho", and the lower limbs were completely numb.
King Xiang was terrified. He used his arms to push and try to pull himself out of the mud, but his body seemed to be embedded in the mountain and he could not move at all.
At this moment, a figure holding a knife walked up to him against the skylight.
Blood dyed King Xiang's eyes red. He tried hard to focus his sight, struggling to look up at the person who came, and a hoarse and broken voice came out of his throat: "Ning Wu... Jie..."
He suddenly seemed to understand and laughed softly. His laughter was intermittent due to his labored breathing, and was filled with resentment and resentment: "Heh - heh - Li Wenyan... he is indeed your man... without him... how could you have known that this place... would collapse..."
"...I've been deceived by Li Wenyan again... If I had known this... I should have killed him the first time I saw him!"
"He repeatedly advised me not to send troops... Turns out... it was all to help you..."
"Did he advise you not to send troops?" Ning Wujie looked down at him coldly. Hearing this, the tip of his knife paused slightly.
There was a slight glint in his eyes and a faint curve at the corner of his lips.
King Xiang chuckled coldly, "Oh—you...are in cahoots with each other...you will not have a good death..."
"...Li Wenyan...will not die a good death..."
"Buzz—"
Ning Wujie swung his sword, the blade reflected the sunlight, and at the critical moment, an arrow broke through the air!
Ning Wujie quickly turned around and dodged, but when he looked back, he saw that the bend in the road was now filled with archers, with cold arrowheads aimed at them.
The shadow guard shouted, "There's an ambush!"
The Prince of Xiang's distracted eyes suddenly lit up when he saw a familiar figure, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He looked at the men who suddenly appeared behind Ning Wujie and shouted with all his might, "Sir! Save me!"
He rasped hoarsely in ecstasy, "Quick! Kill Ning Wujie! Your Excellency is truly a master of strategy..."
However, the hooded man in the lead did not look at him, but slowly raised his hand.
Immediately, a rain of arrows poured down without distinguishing between friend and foe!
“Swish, swish, swish—!”
Ning Wujie and the shadow guards reacted extremely quickly and dodged behind the rocks.
King Xiang was horrified. He watched as the guards buried beside him were hit by stray arrows and let out a shrill cry. He screamed at the top of his lungs, but due to the pressure on his chest, he could only utter a very low voice: "My lord! I'm still here..."
A cold sneer rang out from the high cliffs: "Thank you, Your Highness, for helping me lead Ning Wujie out. You can go with peace of mind. The Prince of Yan will help you accomplish your great cause."
At this moment, King Xiang felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave!
"Sir...you actually..."
Before he finished speaking, the hooded man took a crossbow from his follower and aimed it steadily at him!
"You dare—!" King Xiang's pupils dilated with extreme fear.
The crossbow arrow left the string and turned into an icy black line, rapidly enlarging in his desperate sight, and finally accurately piercing his brow.
The expression of fear, unwillingness and disbelief froze in an instant, King Xiang's eyes widened, and he lost his breath in that instant.
Arrows continued to fall heavily.
Ning Wujie hid behind a huge rock and glanced at the other end of the road, only to see a group of people blocking the road.
With such a dense barrage of arrows, you would surely die if you rushed out.
"Ning Wujie, don't hide anymore, you have no way to escape."
Ning Wujie looked around and saw a steep slope at the foot of the cliff opposite. He didn't know where it led to. He calmed himself down and gave Suixing a look.
Jupiter understood instantly and made several covert gestures to the other shadow guards.
The next moment, several black shadows suddenly rushed out from their hiding place and rushed down the slope. However, there was a cliff at the bottom of the slope. Ning Wujie's body was as fast as lightning. During the fall, he accurately grabbed the branches extending from the cliff, and at the same time, his toes touched the cracks in the rocks on the cliff.
The shadow guards also reacted very quickly, taking advantage of the situation and hanging dangerously on the cliff.
Ning Wujie lowered his head and looked. There was a bottomless abyss under his feet and the wind was howling.
From the top of the cliff, the hooded man's mocking voice came: "Ning Wujie, I thought you were smart, but you're courting death."
The footsteps slowly approached.
Ning Wujie held his breath, but his eyes remained calm, and he counted the time silently in his heart.
The footsteps stopped at the edge of the cliff.
"Ha!" The person above chuckled in understanding, and said faintly, "So it's hidden here."
Ning Wujie looked up suddenly and saw the hooded man leaning over the edge of the cliff. The man under the hood was wearing a long mask, with only a pair of eyes showing as he looked at him grimly.
The arrow on the crossbow was pointed at him, and the man's mouth curled up cruelly: "Goodbye."
The crossbow trigger was activated, making a "click" sound, and the arrow flashed with a cold light and flew out of the air!
*
At this time, inside the Jinxicheng Post Station.
Wen Xing was lying on the bed taking a nap, but suddenly his heart beat faster and his mind wandered.
He frowned in confusion, stood up, touched his chest, and took a deep breath.
Was I having an attack? Not quite, just messy, but not painful.
But he still reached into his sleeve, took out a pill and swallowed it.
After waiting for a long time, his heartbeat was still extremely chaotic, making him feel upset.
At this moment, in the courtyard outside the window, a scout's urgent report came, "Quick reinforcements! The master has been ambushed!"
When Wen Xing heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly stood up and rushed into the yard, pulling the scout over and shouting urgently, "Who ambushed him?!"
The scout was startled by his appearance and said hurriedly, "It's too far to see clearly, but there are quite a few of them. They have already surrounded the entire Luobi Gorge."
Wen Xing threw the man aside and strode out the door, "Prepare the horses!"
Hearing this, Xinghe jumped down from the tree branch and hurriedly followed: "Master! Wait for me!"
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