OBS Chapter 419: King Pingshan is so narcissistic!
Chapter 419: King Pingshan is so narcissistic!
Yulong Pass.
In Fuso's camp, Fuso's chief general Sando, who was in charge of attacking Yulong Pass together with the three princes of the North Wing, was making out with a beauty when a soldier came hurriedly.
"Marshal, it's bad, the third prince of the North Wing died in battle!"
"What did you say?" Sando stood up from the beauty's arms, casually put on a coat and walked out: "The Third Prince is dead?"
The soldier knelt on the ground and said, "Yes, the Third Prince is dead."
"Who killed him? Mo Cong?"
"No, it's Nangong Yan's son, Prince Pingshan Nangong Jingxuan!"
"The Third Prince's siege went smoothly at the beginning. Mo Cong was seriously injured and was about to die. Suddenly, Nangong Jingxuan appeared and brought a very powerful weapon. The arrows shot by that weapon can fly a thousand meters away."
"The Third Prince was shot to death by Nangong Jingxuan's arrow."
"He was not shot to death by an arrow, but was killed by an explosion. The arrow did not hit the Third Prince, but there was a strange thing tied to the arrow, which exploded and blew up the carriage. The Third Prince was killed without a complete body!" The soldier was sweating all over as he said this.
"Killed by explosion?" Sando couldn't believe it: "Don't try to fool this general!"
He felt that the soldier was deceiving him.
At this time, there was chaos in the military camp.
Two confidants ran up to Sandor and said, "Commander, it's bad, the Flame Army is attacking!"
After the death of the Third Prince, the Fuso and North Wing armies that were attacking the city retreated in a hurry. During the retreat, they were ambushed by 30,000 Flame Army soldiers, suffering heavy casualties. They returned to their garrison in a panic, and before they could catch their breath, Xiao Jingxuan arrived with his troops. He took the lead and flew into the Fuso army like a flying man, beheading a general.
The cruelty of the means and the high level of kung fu frightened the Fuso army into chaos.
"It's just 30,000 Flame Army. What's there to be afraid of?" Upon hearing the report from his confidant, Sando was immediately furious and wanted to take people to destroy the Flame Army.
But when he brought his men to the front, he saw an extremely bloody scene.
Wherever the Flame Army went, blood flowed like a river. One cut took a head, one shot took a life, and one cut destroyed a corpse. Each of them had red eyes, wore blood-red armor, and was covered in blood. They looked like evil spirits crawling out of the eighteen levels of hell, cold-blooded, ruthless, and cruel!
Sandu had brought more than 200,000 people with him, but when he saw this scene, he became instantly frightened.
The flame army in front of him were not warriors at all, they were clearly Shuras.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The moment Sando came to his senses, he immediately ordered the army to retreat.
"Retreat from Yulong Pass! Retreat!"
The 600,000 troops of Fuso and the northern wing fled in a panic. They had no time to pack up their belongings before leaving. The camp was in chaos, with broken tents, pots and pans scattered on the ground, and weeds flying everywhere.
"Don't let those bastards escape! Kill them!" Xiao Jingxuan's handsome face was stained with blood, his eyes were red, and he was wearing flame-colored armor. He was like a fire dragon, riding a horse and running in front.
As he roared, the Flame Army behind him shouted in unison.
"Kill! Kill all the Fuso thieves and the North Wing dogs!"
"kill!"
Behind the Flame Army, there are 300,000 troops from the North and South.
Their roars were earth-shaking and filled with murderous intent, which frightened the Fuso and Northern Wing armies so much that their retreat was chaotic and awkward.
It was not until the Fuso and North Wing armies ran far away and disappeared at Yulong Pass that Xiao Jingxuan ordered the army to stop and return along the original route.
On the way back, they cleaned up the corpses and looked for any fish that had escaped.
It was three days later when we returned to the city.
As the night deepened, the gates of Yulong Pass were opened wide to welcome the army into the city.
Mo Cong's injuries had been under control, and he was lying in the tent. The military advisor told him the battle situation one by one, and his words were full of praise and admiration for Xiao Jingxuan.
Xiao Jingxuan came over after washing up, and just in time heard the military advisor praising him with an extremely serious expression.
He said to the military advisor: "Why do you only praise my bravery and not my handsomeness? Don't I look handsome in this battle robe?"
The military advisor was stunned, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "Your Highness is unparalleled in handsomeness, comparable to a god, and his valor is unparalleled in the world."
Jamel Xiao nodded with satisfaction: "That's about right."
He waved his hand to the military advisor: "You go down first."
The military advisor quickly withdrew and stood outside, patting his chest, with an incredible look on his face: "Prince Pingshan is so narcissistic!"
In the tent, Jamel Xiao looked Mo Cong up and down, and clicked his tongue a few times: “Han Wenbin and the others are here too. I’ll call them over later to see how embarrassed you are.”
"Your Majesty!" Mo Cong gritted his teeth, "Don't gloat over other people's misfortunes!"
"Are you gloating over someone else's misfortune? Oh, no, I'm laughing at your embarrassment, hahahaha!"
Mo Cong held his forehead, too angry to speak.
Ever since they lost to King Pingshan in the martial arts examination, they have become King Pingshan's subordinates and have trained together for a long time, with a relationship like that of brothers.
Although King Pingshan is strong, he also deserves a beating. His mouth is as if filled with poison, and the words he says can make someone angry to death.
Every time they trained, they wanted to defeat King Pingshan at all times, but they always ended in failure.
Xiao Jingxuan did what he said. After making fun of Mo Cong, he asked someone to call Han Wenbin, Zhao Jinwei, Guan Xiaoniu, Liu Yuchang, Zheng Huanxin, Xiang Changhai, and Luo Chengyi to come and make fun of Mo Cong as well.
His childish behavior doesn't seem like that of a commander leading troops into battle.
After the laughter, the war began to be discussed.
Mo Cong informed Xiao Jingxuan of the situation on his side.
After summarizing their current situation, Jamel Xiao said decisively: "Continue to pursue the victory and end this war in the shortest possible time."
Although they have powerful weapons and sufficient supplies, Beiyi and Fuso are not soft persimmons either. The longer this war lasts, the more disadvantageous it will be for them and cruel for the people.
Mo Cong and his group had no objection to Xiao Jingxuan's decision, and they would fully cooperate.
So, two days later, Xiao Jingxuan assembled an army of 350,000 and marched towards the northern wing city.
Sandu had just fled to the defense area of the northern wing, and before he had time to discuss the battle strategy with the people on the northern wing, the Yuan army attacked.
I panicked immediately!
"How did Nangong Jingxuan get here so quickly?" Sando couldn't believe it: "He just arrived at Yulong Pass, doesn't he need to rest?"
"I don't know either!" The soldier who came to deliver the message wanted to cry but had no tears: "The Yuan Dynasty army is coming fiercely. They have strange weapons in their hands. Those weapons can shoot things a thousand meters away and explode. The close-range crossbows can fire fifty or sixty arrows in a row. They are too strong, really too strong! I'm afraid the defense of the north wing can't hold up!"
Sandu originally thought that Fuso and Beiyi would be able to easily capture Yulong Pass by joining forces, but he never expected that the Yuan Dynasty would be so powerful.
Where did the weapon in Nangong Jingxuan's hand come from?