Force the king to accept—this will attack

Chapter 8 War

The encirclement went smoothly, Yi Yi and Mo Xuan sneaked into the barracks ahead, quietly killed all the troops left by the enemy, and then set fire to the barracks.

"If you set fire to it, you will be discovered immediately!" Mo Xuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw the torch in Yiyi's hand.

"We are leading the main force, and we must immediately turn this place from the back to the main battlefield to support the general. Could it be that His Majesty will disarm and flee after killing a few soldiers?" Yi Yi casually glanced at him, dropped the torch in his hand, Turn around and mount your horse.

"If you don't want to be a deserter, kill me!" Yi rushed to the battlefield with a wave of his sword, and all the soldiers immediately followed him and stepped into battle. Mo Xuan froze in place, feeling a bitter depression, clearly... Is a king.

The dust kicked up by the war horse was as high as half a person, surrounded him and couldn't see the way ahead, Mo Xuan closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

Yes, he is the king of the Beiying Dynasty.

Mo Xuan stepped on the horse and rushed forward amidst the increasingly fierce sound of battle horns around her.He could no longer tell who the target was, and the sound of the clash of swords and weapons struck his heart coldly and crisply, making him feel a raw pain.

Smoke billowed from behind them, and blackness filled half the sky.

"It turns out that General Li likes sneak attacks! I really didn't expect it!" A rough man with a bushy beard raised his sword at Li Yuying angrily, "I, Qianyi, really fell down this time!"

"Then admit it, after all...soldiers never tire of deceit." Li Yuying smiled slightly, pulled out an arrow and shot it at a speed that could not conceal his ears. There was a bloody mess on his shoulder.

"Li Yi, as long as you surrender to Beiying, His Majesty will definitely use you." Li Yuying didn't kill him immediately, but looked down at him and said.

"You want me to surrender, hum! Dreaming!" Li Yi sneered, "What kind of benefits did that 15-year-old emperor of your Beiying Dynasty do to you? You want to spend your best years on this battlefield? Li Yuying , we in Qianyi are the ones who can make good use of talents, you might as well..." "Don't toast and not eat fine wine, look, your army is already defeated." Li Yuying ignored his words, just followed closely with his eyes A slender figure that is getting closer and closer.

"It's my duty to protect him."

A dark light flashed in Li Yi's eyes, and suddenly he held the big knife tightly with the other hand and slashed at Li Yuying. Li Yuying came back to his senses, turned his body slightly to avoid the blow, and immediately chased him.

Two soldiers from Qianyi took the opportunity to stop them, and Li Yi took the opportunity to run away. Li Yuying frowned, swiped his sword across their necks, and saw blood seal their throats with one sword, while Li Yi's war horse was heading towards the murdered Yue Yue. The main force that was getting closer rushed forward.

"Are you looking for death?" Li Yuying looked at his figure in confusion, but suddenly thought of something, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately drove his horse to chase after him.

"Hiss..." A stray arrow brushed past Mo Xuan's face, luckily he dodged it in time, the arrow only left a shallow scar.

Mo Xuan frowned and wiped off the blood, and immediately raised her sword to block another attack.

Damn it, why does this little soldier always pester him?Li Yuying didn't even have a single soldier there, right?Mo Xuan resisted with all her might, and managed to finish him off. When she turned her head, she saw that the opponent she was finally approaching had flashed a blade towards her.

Oops!

Li Yi's bearded face grew bigger and bigger, and he could even feel the killing intent all over his body.

Mo Xuan staggered, but fell into a warm embrace and was bound tightly. His mind was blank, and he just sniffed the familiar yet slightly strange smell hidden in this person's embrace.

He can't die yet, absolutely can't die.

"Li Yuying! You..." Before Li Yi could say anything, his throat was sealed by a sword, and the expression on his face was frozen, like crying and laughing.

"Your Majesty, it's all right." Mo Xuan's lips were bitten pale by himself, and suddenly he felt a gust of warm wind in his ears. He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Li Yuying looking at him with a half-smile, his hand was Mo Xuan hugged her slender waist tightly.

"Let go of me." Mo Xuan struggled, but Li Yuying's movements became more vigorous, and Mo Xuan gasped in pain - "Li Yuying, I say let go!"

Li Yuying looked at him with dark eyes, and he slowly withdrew his hand only when Mo Xuan was about to get angry.

"The enemy army has retreated, and the minister ordered the deputy general to pursue it. Please leave the battlefield quickly, Your Majesty."

Mo Xuan couldn't help but glanced at his expression, he was so low that he couldn't understand anything, he didn't speak, turned around and galloped away on horseback.

This year, Mo Xuan was 15 years old and Li Yuying was 20 years old.

They separated from each other on two strange roads, and they seemed to be getting farther and farther away.