Chapter two hundred and seventy first between advance and retreat
"Really? Then I bet the Duke of Chu on the forty-two cities in Dongcheng District. As long as the Duke of Chu can beat me, how dare you?!"
Wu Xin took advantage of the situation and pretended to be disdainful and provocative. He looked at Yang Xuangan with eyes full of contempt and ridicule, and shook his head slightly.
"What do you mean?" Yang Xuangan asked with a gloomy face.
Wu Xin smiled and replied: "It's very simple! You and I fight alone in front of the armies of both sides and countless heroes. If the Duke of Chu wins, I will lead the army to withdraw from the 42 cities in Dongcheng District and give them to the Duke of Chu;
If the Duke of Chu is defeated, he only needs to give up the east wall."
"Um?"
Yang Xuangan was startled, looking ecstatic, then frowned and asked, "Is Mr. Wu Guo the master?"
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to take charge. I'm staying in Dongdu, so naturally I can take charge!" Wu Xin replied, still maintaining his disdain and contempt.
"Mr. Wu?!" Fan Zigai came to Wu Xin and shouted worriedly in a low voice.
Wu Xin frowned and asked: "What? As I am staying in the Eastern Capital, I can't be the master? Although Lord Shangshu has a higher rank, he cannot overstep his authority, right?"
Judging from the title, Wu Xin is naturally higher than Fan Zigai. It can be said that in the world, except for the emperor's son and grandson among the emperor's relatives, there are only a handful of people with a higher title than Wu Xin.
In terms of official position, Fan Zigai, as Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, was higher than Wu Xin, and several levels higher.
"I didn't mean that..."
Fan Zigai didn't care about Wu Xin's rudeness and said worriedly. Halfway through his words, he saw Eunuch Li slightly shaking his head at him, and he suddenly stopped talking.
As a confidant and assistant minister of King Yang Tong of Yue, Fan Zigai naturally knew Eunuch Li. It was strange that Eunuch Li seemed to have great confidence in Wu Xin?!
Then he looked at the other people on his side, especially the great monks. No one seemed worried, some looked expectant, and some looked at Yang Xuangan with a rather strange look... It seemed like sympathy? Or gloating?
Underground, what happened?
…
"Lord?!"
When Fan Zigai worriedly reminded Wu Xin, the same was true for the anti-military camp.
The bet between the two of them was so great that neither Wu Xin nor Yang Xuangan could bear it!
It can be said that since the Battle of the East City Wall, more than a million soldiers from both sides have been killed. Corpses and blood have filled the eight districts of the East City and overflowed the ground in the eight districts.
If Wu Xin or Yang Xuangan loses, how will he explain to everyone?
"..." Yang Xuangan frowned and pondered.
Emperor Long saw that Yang Xuangan was very moved, and couldn't help but anxiously advised: "The King of Yue must not agree, this is a trick of the martial demon!"
Judging from the official positions in the Sui Empire, Yang Xuangan was officially the Duke of Chu, inheriting the title of his father Yang Su. Before the Civil and Military Saint Emperor Yang Guang formally removed Yang Xuangan from his position, he was officially called the Duke of Chu.
Otherwise, it would be suspected of being disrespectful to the Sui Empire.
From the perspective of reputation and prestige, Yang Xuangan is the king of Yue. He also inherited the reputation of his father "Yang Su, the King of Yue".
Proclaiming the king is more prestigious than proclaiming the duke, so those who prefer Yang Xuangan are called the kings of Yue, and rumors of the battle of the Eastern Capital and the duel between the kings of Yue spread throughout the world!
"What? Do you think that this king is no match for Duke Wu?" Yang Xuangan was a little dissatisfied with Emperor Long's tone and attitude, and couldn't help asking angrily.
"Yes! That's true!" Di Long had a rather upright personality and had some resentment toward Yang Xuangan, but he responded without mercy.
Yang Xuangan's face darkened, and a surge of anger rushed to his head. He suppressed his voice and said in a deep voice: "Underground. Wu Guogong only borrowed the power of the Lotus Shadow Guards and many great monks. He himself was only in the late stage of Qi refining. Lian Waigang
If you haven’t refined it yet, will I be invincible?”
It's okay not to mention the underground. When Yang Xuangan mentioned it, Dilong became even more resentful and spat out rather impatiently and rudely:
"Under the ground, Lord Wu is chasing at the forefront. No one can stop him, so he cannot take it lightly. Don't forget that he is one of the four great evildoers. Aren't the four great evildoers of your human race just able to ignore the realm? The King of Yue still has nothing to do with it.
Realm determines Duke Wu’s strength?”
"If Duke Wu Guo can fight with Abba, can the King of Yue do it?" Di Mingdie interjected in a sweet voice.
"..."
Yang Xuangan opened his mouth and was speechless, and whispered in disbelief: "Isn't it possible?"
According to rumors, the Man Emperor is as powerful as the Three Immortals and is the strongest pillar of the Barbarian tribe. Even the four demons of the Demon Sect who support Yang Xuangan also respect the Man Emperor. In Yang Xuangan's view, the Man Emperor should be somewhere between the Three Immortals.
and between the four demons.
Now Wu Xin can fight against the Barbarian Emperor. In a few years, wouldn’t it be like going against the will of heaven?!
During the final pursuit underground, Yang Xuangan and Wu Xin fought against each other, but it was not a head-on confrontation, but they were separated at the first touch. Later, Li Mi cast a spell and took Yang Xuangan away directly. Yang Xuangan really didn't know Wu Xin's true strength.
If it hadn't been for Li Mi and Yang Xuangan, the Barbarian Emperor would not have been forced to break off his leg. Now the two sides are working closely together and have a tacit agreement not to mention the underground affairs, and the Barbarians have not told Wu Xin about it.
"How is the discussion going with the Duke of Chu? Do you dare?"
At this moment, Wu Xin spoke loudly again. His voice was not loud, but it could be heard within a range of more than ten miles. He paused, pretending to be cheerful and said loudly:
"The Duke of Chu is known as the God of War, so he won't be timid in fighting, right? I haven't even refined Waigang. The Duke of Chu doesn't dare to fight alone, and he still wants to seize the Eastern Capital and seek the country?"
"If you want to fight, fight, why do you need a bet? Every inch of mountains and rivers, every inch of blood, Duke Wu actually bets on the land that his children defended with their blood and lives. This is the Great Sui Dynasty! The king is ignorant and evil, evil is rampant, and his strength has been exhausted!"
Yang Xuangan was brave and good at fighting, but lacked strategy, but relatively speaking, he was quite wise and prudent. Although he really wanted to take the 42 cities in Dongcheng District, he did not dare to take the risk, so he changed his words and declined politely, using the opportunity to discredit the Sui Dynasty.
The Empire and Duke Wu!
"If you are afraid of fighting, you will be afraid of fighting. Why do you need excuses? If it can be solved by gambling, wouldn't it save the blood of a good man?"
Wu Xin shook his head and spat in disdain, paused, and replied with a smile: "How about...change the bet! The sword of Chu Duke's father...the sword of the King of Yue is in my hands. This is a token of the King of Yue, and it is a relic of respecting my father.
, Duke of Chu, do you want to take it back?"
After finishing his words, he glanced at Uncle Hong.
"Keng..."
The sound of the sword being unsheathed was clear and sweet, and the sword light was dazzling.
The King of Yue Sword was so famous that naturally many people recognized it, especially those close to Yang Xuangan and people from the lineage of King Yang Su of Yue. There was a sudden uproar, eyes were burning, and they wanted to snatch the sword of the King of Yue back immediately.
What makes people even more speechless is that Wu Xin actually gave the famous "Sword of the King" the Yue King Sword to his servants. This is an insult to the Yue King Yang Su!
"..."
Yang Xuangan's face turned darker, and there were vague signs of going crazy, but he endured it and kept repeating his father's teachings in his heart.
Yang Xuangan is the eldest son of Yang Su, but he has been competitive since he was a child and likes to fight. Therefore, he is often scolded by Yang Su. His biggest shortcomings are Yang Xuangan's recklessness, impulsiveness, and aggressiveness.
Thinking of this, Yang Xuangan felt angry, sad, helpless, ashamed, etc. His emotions were extremely complicated.
"You don't even dare to do this? It seems that the Duke of Chu doesn't want to return the King of Yue tokens and the relics of my late father! It's really disappointing!"
Wu Xin was speechless and said loudly, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left with everyone.
"kill!"
Yang Xuangan couldn't suppress his anger, so he took the ancient spear held by his personal guard and swung it forward, and his luck was overwhelming.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The anti-army war drums, which were already beating to support the war, suddenly intensified, signaling the launch of a full-scale attack and the potential for a charge.
The rebels who quickly entered the city accelerated their marching speed and their fighting spirit increased slightly. The iron-blooded evil spirit of the rebels that filled the air suddenly expanded in a circle and pressed into the city.
The tide of rebels quickly charged forward. There were cavalry, infantry, spearmen, giant shield soldiers, simple swordsmen, casual cultivators worshiping, heroes from the world, and more than two hundred monks suspended in mid-air.
, coupled with the roar of animals and the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects and bees, the situation is quite chaotic, like an erupting volcano.
"snort!"
Wu Xin snorted coldly and quickly ordered: "Withdraw your troops, retreat to the foot of the wall, rely on the city to resist, and focus on the battle for the city wall! Including all urban areas!"
Now Wu Xin has automatically taken over the battle situation in Dongcheng District, and the order is quickly conveyed.
The Sui army, which had been desperately resisting the rebel attack, including various forces in the east capital of Yisuke, heroes from all walks of life, etc., quickly retreated towards the city wall like a tide.
The rebels, whose fighting spirit, morale, etc. were originally low because of Yang Xuangan's prestige, timidity, etc., have obviously improved a lot.
The camp was densely packed, and the rebels were as restless as a wave. They charged like a rainbow. In more than half an hour, they chased the Sui army for more than ten miles and spanned most of Huairen City.
Even if the Sui army intended to withdraw, they still left more than 30,000 corpses in Huairen city alone, leaving corpses and blood everywhere along the way.
The great monks suspended in mid-air were more like immortal gods overlooking all living beings, confronting each other, but there was no fierce battle.
Because both sides are within the scope of their own iron-blooded evil energy, whoever kills the other will suffer a big loss.
In a battle between great monks, a small difference can affect the outcome, determine life or death, and they are more precious about life. Naturally, they will not fight to the death easily. This is one of the main reasons why great monks rarely participate in secular battles, especially battles on the battlefield!
"Bang the drum!"
Seeing that the Sui army retreated to the foot of the wall, and the rebels had already pursued them within the range of the city wall, and were quite ready to take advantage of the situation to attack the city, Wu Xin quickly gave the order.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The war drums of the Sui army slowly beat, which was a warning of preparations for battle.
In fact, both sides were beating drums, so mixed together that ordinary people couldn't tell which side was beating the drums.
However, those with some cultivation can recognize the source of the drum sound, which is simply the front or the rear. Each commander, general, general, etc. can naturally distinguish it, and it is their own business to command their soldiers!
"Rumble..."
As soon as the rebels reached the shooting range of the city wall, thousands of arrows, slingshots, giant crossbows, etc. were fired from the city wall, wreaking havoc all over the sky and covering a large area.
Huairen City is only a top-grade middle city level city with a height of only twenty or thirty feet. The attack from the wall is naturally much more powerful than a Tiandu level city that is more than 300 feet high.
The powerful rebel army and the army rushing forward were immediately swept across a large area, and their offensive was greatly suppressed.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
Several waves of continuous attacks failed, and the momentum of the anti-army forces was greatly reduced.
"charge!"
Seeing that the enemy's momentum was greatly reduced, Wu Xin quickly shouted an order.
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Updated, sorry! Although I asked for leave before, it’s still a little late. (~^~)
