Old friend's face
A fierce battle was going on in front of Shuocheng. Crossbow arrows fell from the sky like raindrops. The blood-stained loess was trampled back and forth. Smoke billowed, artillery fire filled the sky, and gorgeous blood flowers bloomed on the ground.
The iron hooves stepped on the ground, making a deafening sound. The warriors in heavy armor charged forward bravely, stabbing the enemy's bodies with spears and swords in their hands.
There were also soldiers who were hit by one blow and fell to the ground, sleeping forever, but the surviving soldiers still fought bravely and none of them retreated.
Yun Xiao led his troops into the center of the battlefield, whistling arrows streaking past him, leaving blood streaks everywhere visible, but even this failed to crush the enemy. It was still a matter of disparity in strength. The enemy had already gained a good understanding of Shuocheng's strength by sending out their entire force. Although the Qingli Army was also severely damaged, without reinforcements, this battle would undoubtedly be lost.
On the black iron chariot, the man sat calmly, as if everything was under control. His expression did not change from beginning to end. He did not care at all whether his army suffered heavy casualties. Instead, he was looking forward to a scene where both sides would suffer losses.
On the battlefield, it is easy to dodge an open attack but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark. Lu Zhuo fought all the way to get close to Yun Xiao. Yun Xiao was the main force of the Ningchang Army, so naturally many people wanted his life. The two enemy generals were besieging Yun Xiao, not to mention other unknown soldiers. Whether it was to repay a favor, for Shuocheng, or for the ladder, he had to do his best to protect General Yun.
Yun Xiao had many scars on his body, and every sword strike on his flesh was terrifying. Lu Zhuo blocked many arrows for him, which gave Yun Xiao a chance to breathe. He looked at Lu Zhuo intentionally and felt that he looked familiar. Another sword stabbed at him, and Lu Zhuo pulled Yun Xiao behind him and shouted, "Be careful!" Yun Xiao's deputy general also hurried over to protect him.
Yun Xiao remembered something and said to Lu Zhuo, "You are the child of the Lu family!"
Lu Zhuo was relieved and sighed, "I didn't expect Uncle Yun still remembered me."
"What courage! I haven't seen you for many years. You are more outstanding than I thought!" Yun Xiao praised generously. He thought that the two orphans of the Lu family would hide in the city and live a stable life, but he didn't expect Lu Zhuo to join the army.
"Uncle Yun, now is not the time to talk. We can talk about the past after we win this battle."
"Okay! Let me see how much you've grown over the years!"
The two men spoke as they fended off the attack.
The man on the chariot naturally saw the conversation between Yun Xiao and Lu Zhuo. This was a good opportunity to shoot Yun Xiao. He picked up the bow and arrow and injected a trace of spiritual power into it. The black spiritual energy climbed up the arrow. With a "swoosh", the arrow flew away from the bow and headed straight towards Yun Xiao. A smile appeared on the man's face. He had already imagined what it would look like when the arrow pierced Yun Xiao's chest.
By the time Yun Xiao felt a hint of coolness, it was too late. "Dad!" He heard a deafening cry, and Yunti jumped off the horse and knocked Yun Xiao down. Lu Zhuo and several soldiers immediately protected the two of them. The arrow wrapped in black spiritual power shot into the sand, and there were some signs of corrosion around it.
Yunti helped Yunxiao up and asked anxiously, "Dad, are you okay?"
Yun Xiao held her hand and said sternly, "Didn't I tell you not to come out of the tent?"
Yunti was anxious and a little angry: "Dad, I'm not a child anymore. I can fight alongside you. It was so close just now! You were almost shot! Why didn't you let me help you!"
Yun Xiao was speechless: "..."
Seeing this, Lu Zhuo said, "We are facing a powerful enemy, so it's best for everyone to be careful."
Prince Qingli didn't expect that this arrow didn't take Yun Xiao's life. A hint of displeasure finally appeared on his calm face. He wanted to see who blocked his arrow!
Prince Qingli looked towards the chaotic battlefield. Unexpectedly, this one glance shocked him, who had always been indifferent. It was her! Why was she here?
Almost without hesitation, he stood up and flew to Yunti. Yun Xiao saw the mysterious crown prince personally taking the field and heading straight towards them, and he immediately felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He didn't expect that Crown Prince Qingli just waved his hand, and everyone was swept away. His only target was Yunti!
Before coming here, Yunti had already taken the last Ling Ning Pill, and her cultivation had naturally increased significantly. However, facing the pressure from Prince Qingli, she had no power to fight back. Prince Qingli slowly stretched out his hand and stood three feet away from her. Yunti suddenly felt an invisible hand strangling her throat, making her unable to breathe.
Prince Qingli had a protective barrier, and no matter how hard Ren Yunxiao and Lu Zhuo attacked with their spears and swords, they couldn't hurt him at all. He was in no mood to pay attention to others. He looked at the ladder for a long time before he spoke: "Why are you here? You haven't used up all your spiritual power yet." Although his words were cold, his face revealed a trace of barely detectable heartache and tenderness.
"I... don't know... what... you are... talking about!" Yunti said this with all her strength. She was strangled by the man in front of her, and she was extremely uncomfortable but had to listen to his nonsense.
Yunti put her hands on the invisible hand and tried desperately to break free, but the hand was tightening more and more. She felt like she was being strangled by the neck and rising little by little until she was ten feet off the ground.
Prince Qingli gradually realized that Yunti wasn't the person he knew. That person was so otherworldly, his aura untouched by dust and dirt, and certainly not one he'd ever fallen into the mundane world. The person before him simply had a face identical to hers. So, he tightened his grip, wanting to strangle this fake, a person who shouldn't exist. In his heart, just one person like her, with that face, was enough.
Seeing his daughter in unbearable pain, Yun Xiao was extremely anxious. He rushed towards Prince Qingli with his sword again and again, but was repeatedly repelled. He was completely helpless! He knew that no one present could match this hidden prince, but he couldn't bear to watch his daughter die. Yun Xiao shouted helplessly, "Prince Qingli! What are you going to do? Come to me. Why bother a little girl? My life is here. Take it anytime you want!"
"Your life? It's worthless." Yun Xiao's words were simply a joke in the ears of Prince Qingli. In his eyes, the lives of the entire battlefield were dispensable. He just wanted everyone to die, and this overwhelming resentment would become his power!
The life force gradually drained away from Yunti, and her struggling hands dropped down, as if she was going to die in the next second.
Yun Xiao's face turned red and white, but he was helpless. Was he really going to watch his daughter die here?
Prince Qingli shifted his gaze elsewhere and found an ant that was quite interesting.
Lu Zhuo formed a hand seal with his hands, and a blazing lotus appeared at the feet of Crown Prince Qingli. The lotus blossomed, and its petals separated into many silk threads that wrapped around him and fixed him in place. The threads were covered with flames, which could instantly burn the skin even if it touched clothes, and people without spiritual power would be burned to ashes immediately.
Prince Qingli was not at all panicked but found it very interesting. There was a slight crack in his protective barrier.
Lu Zhuo gripped the spear tightly, using up all his spiritual power. However, this time it was no longer the spear body that was possessed by spirit, but rather the man and the spear became one. Lu Zhuo's figure immersed in the weapon, and the spear suddenly grew larger and stood upright between heaven and earth. The silver-sharp spear head gathered enormous power, and then it howled and roared as it rushed towards the Crown Prince Qingli.
"In that case, I'll play with you." Prince Qingli threw the ladder aside.
Yunti lay on the ground gasping for breath, afraid of missing a breath of oxygen. She saw that Prince Qingli broke Lu Zhuo's Fire Lotus Formation with a light kick. A spiritual power swirled around his hand. When Lu Zhuo was a few meters away from him, a ball of black light collided with Lu Zhuo who had turned into a long spear. In an instant, the ball of black light easily broke the spear's attack.
"No!" Yunti shouted! Her last thought before she passed out was that she must kill this man no matter where he went.
Prince Qingli smiled and said, "Humph, it's like trying to hit a rock with an egg. It does have the potential to reach the fairyland, but it's a pity."
Lu Zhuo was killed by one blow and separated from the spear. He rolled several times before stopping. There was a large piece of missing part of his heart, and his whole body was covered in blood.
Several generals who were close to the battlefield were sighing. They didn't expect that this young crown prince would be so cruel when he took action.
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