Feng Muran has not yet said that for the sake of his beloved Nangong Yueyao, in order for the delicate girl to no longer bear the pain of losing her country, her relatives, and her father, they must win! Yes, they can only win but not lose!
The third prince only fights for the woman he loves. If he can't protect the woman he loves deeply, how can he protect the people and the country? He can't let Nangong Yueyao suffer any more harm, otherwise his heart won't even sleep. Will be safe!
"Humph, isn't he just a little demon emperor? What's there to be afraid of? Uncle Qing defeated him and let him go because he felt pity for him. Now he wants to occupy us without knowing what's going on. Let's just go and dream about him. Right. Uncle Qing is getting old and his bones are no longer strong. Our fourth young master is young and powerful. No matter what he is, the little demon emperor or the old demon emperor, we can beat him to pieces with our combined strength! I'm afraid!"
Emperor Xiutian blinked evilly, with his usual unreasonable but sound-right confidence.
"Hahaha, yes, yes. God is right. As long as we, the Four Young Masters of Fengling, work together, there is nothing we can't defeat. I'm afraid what a little demon king will do to him! If you tell me this, you will make people laugh!"
Nangong Yueyao originally had a sad look on her face, but after listening to Di Xiutian's words, she instantly found her confidence and boldly inspired the soldiers behind her.
"Defeat the Demon Emperor! Glory for the country! Defeat the Demon Emperor! Glory for the country..." Upon hearing this, the soldiers behind them regained their composure and shouted the slogan with confidence. Nangong Yueyao, who was hiding among the soldiers and disguised as a man, listened. The fourth young master couldn't help but feel a sore nose at his words, and almost shed tears when someone discovered him.
Yes, they are all fighting with their lives, either for their homeland, for their country, or for their loved ones, Nangong Yueyao thought, she also has to fight for her father and those who love her. She had to do her part for the sake of the soldiers who had sacrificed or not sacrificed their lives on the front line, and for the lives of the four most important men in her life, the Fourth Young Master! She had sneaked out of the house and disguised herself as a woman. The team is indeed a wise choice.
Although the journey was very hard and she experienced hardships that she had never experienced before in this world, at this moment, the complaints and dissatisfaction in her heart were blown away by the wind in a second.
"Okay, since everyone is so confident, let's move forward now!" Feng Muran raised his long sword high in one hand and thrust it straight into the sky. The word "forward" was shouted very loudly, as if to encourage the people behind him to disregard their own lives and deaths. soldiers, and at the same time, they are also increasing their confidence in themselves.
"Defeat the Demon Emperor! Win glory for the country! Defeat the Demon Emperor! Win glory for the country..." Shouting slogans, a strong and confident team gradually moved away.
When we arrived at the battlefield, as everyone expected, this war was extremely fierce. With the flash of swords and the shadow of swords, both sides fought desperately, fighting to the death. Corpses were everywhere on the battlefield, and the setting sun shone on the remaining blood on the ground. It was heroic and sad. , everyone is shocked to see it.
Fortunately, because Nangong Yueyao is a woman, her stature is relatively shorter than those soldiers, so not many people from the enemy or our side noticed her, let alone fought against her opponents.
Thinking of this, Nangong Yueyao was speechless. She didn't know whether she should cry or laugh. But fortunately, the casualties of our soldiers today were so heavy. Fortunately, she was not injured.