Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 352 Battle on the Frontier 12
Nangongchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was also worried that Liu Xi would try his best to resist, Yan Dian would never show mercy, and might kill Liu Xi.

Leng Yu climbed up the tower and said: "Miss Wuxin, Luocheng leads [-] cavalry. The leader of the Dongyue army is Zhao Bing, the famous general of Dongyue, with [-] infantry, elite soldiers and cavalry each, and thousands of beasts. And the prince of Dongyue Xiahou Never come to help."

"Arrange ten swordsmen to assassinate Zhao Bing and capture the prince of Dongyue alive." A cold light flashed in Wuxin's eyes. If Xia Houjue fell into her hands, she could use this to threaten the Dongyue army.

"Yes." Leng Yu hurried down to make arrangements.

Dongfang Jingao said: "I have heard about Zhao Bing, the famous general of Dongyue. This man's illusion skills are not high, but he uses soldiers like a god. Luo City's illusion skills are so advanced that no one can beat him. The two complement each other perfectly."

Wuxin frowned, and was thinking about sending someone to kill Luocheng, Jiangxue and Tongyun were not here, and Leng Yu didn't have enough energy left.

Wuxin looked at Nangongchen and Dongfang Jingao, and said, "You two can bear the glory of being the proud son of heaven, and the head of Luocheng will be entrusted to you."

Dongfang Jingao showed shame, and said: "Ten of us are not the opponents of Luocheng, let alone Luocheng has experienced many battles, how can we who are fledglings be able to deal with it."

"This is your business." Wuxin naturally ignored the life and death of the two of them.

Nangong Chen remained silent.

Dongfang Jingao looked embarrassed, not to mention that neither he nor Chen could kill Luocheng, if Chen killed Luocheng, he would become Luo Wanqing's father-killing enemy, could Chen succeed?

A black wooden carriage drove along the straight and spacious street, and the rider in black quickly dismounted and retreated neatly to the side of the road.

Nangong Chen fixed his eyes and saw that the driver was Ye Chen, and there were two maids who had been in Jinlan Garden, so the identities of the people in the car were clearly revealed.

"Han Yueqiongying came to watch the battle in person, and Wuxin had already learned of the treachery in Luocheng, so it can be seen that Yan Dian has already planned well, and the chances of winning this battle are very high." Dongfang Jingao felt a little relieved.

The carriage stopped under the tower.

Wuxin hurriedly went down to greet him: "Master."

Qiong Ying came out of the carriage, wearing a black brocade suit with diamond pattern and silver thread, and a black cloak, still covering her face with a black veil, mysterious, solemn and elegant.

Qing Jun then came out, dressed in a pure and bright light blue uniform, showing a pure and bright youthful demeanor, which was incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere.

Several people boarded the tower.

When Qing Jun saw the army outside the city, he said in horror: "The army from the East is too terrifying, what should we do?"

Qiongying said: "You can just watch the battle."

Qingjun was still frightened: "I also feel terrible when I look at it."

Qiongying said: "You are the one who insisted on following, and it is fine to send you back now."

Qingjun was naturally unwilling: "I'm afraid and I have to watch."

Qiongying smiled helplessly.

Qingjun looked at Wuxin in amazement, and said, "Wuxin, I've never seen you wearing clothes of other colors. You don't look good in black, you look good in white."

Wuxin's tone was strange: "White cannot cover up red."

Qingjun understood the implication, white clothes could not cover up the red blood.

It was light, but the sky was gloomy.

Thousands of troops and horses stand outside the city gate, iron shields are layered on top of each other in an orderly manner, countless crossbowmen draw their bows and shoot arrows at any time, and thousands of beasts stretch their teeth and claws. This lineup is like swallowing mountains and rivers.

Luo Cheng stood on the chariot, his sturdy body was as stable as Mount Tai, his sharp eyes were full of cold light, and he was particularly majestic.

(End of this chapter)