Yuntianhe looked around and said, "It seems we haven't arrived yet."
"What on earth did he do?
This is so urgent!”
Yanyun's army is said to be 400,000 strong.
But in fact, Yan Jingshan and Yuntianhe knew that a considerable part of them were the private armies of some princes and they could only be used to make up the numbers and did not have much combat power.
Since ancient times, in offensive and defensive battles, the pressure is generally on the attacking side.
There is such a saying, it is called: once it is vigorous, it will weaken again, and three times it will be exhausted.
If the first attack fails to completely defeat the Chen Royal Family, then their subsequent attacks will be even more difficult.
Moreover, this royal war was initiated by Mr. Murong. Without his personal supervision, Yan Jingshan and Yuntianhe would not feel confident.
"Brother Yan, please be patient. Let's send a few soldiers to call for formation first and wait until he is ready."
Yan Jingshan nodded, "This is the only way."
After a while, a soldier from Yanyun's army came to the formation and called the formation to the Chen family's army on the city wall.
"Listen, you traitors of the Chen royal family, I am Yan Luan, the deputy commander of the third legion of the Yan royal family. Today I have been ordered by heaven to come to defeat you."
"Who dares to come down and taste the big knife in my hand?"
Huh~~huh~~huh~~
While Yan Luan was shouting, all the officers and soldiers of Yan Yun's army in the rear shouted loud slogans together, and their shouts shook the heaven and the earth, strengthening the power of their own army.
Such a scene made everyone in the Chen family a little confused.
Once the conspiracy of the Zhou and Sun families was revealed, everyone thought that Yanyun's army would immediately launch an attack.
But the other side actually sent only one soldier to call for formation?
"What do they mean?
Why haven't you launched an attack yet?"
"I don't understand."
"Why do I feel like they are stalling for time?"
Chen Yinghao narrowed his eyes slightly, "No matter what medicine they sell in the gourd, we must remain unchanged in response to any changes!"
Then, Chen Yinghao turned around and shouted to everyone in the Chen Royal Family, "Who is willing to fight to defend the glory of our Chen Royal Family?"
As soon as Chen Yinghao finished speaking, a middle-aged man came out and said, "My subordinate Chen Ba is willing to fight!"
This person's name is Chen Feng, who currently serves as the Eighth Tutor of the Chen Royal Family and possesses the strength of the Five Heavenly Transformation Realm.
Chen Yinghao nodded, "Okay! Then let Chen Ba fight. Remember, no matter what method you use, you can only win this battle, not lose!"
Chen Feng bowed his hands and said, "Yes!"
At this time, Yan Luan below was still shouting arrogantly.
"Why, are the people of the Chen Royal Family just a bunch of cowards?"
"If you don't dare to accept the challenge, why don't you go home as soon as possible to hold your child?"
Chen Feng shouted angrily, "Thieves, please don't be arrogant, let me, Chen Feng, take care of you!"
After shouting, Chen Feng stamped his feet and jumped off the city wall like a flying bird.
When Yan Luan saw that someone was finally willing to give up, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the opponent for a while.
"Tsk...why is it just a tutor?
I thought Chen Xiaotian, Chen Enze and others would end up personally."
Chen Feng sneered disdainfully, "How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?
I am enough to take care of you!"
Yan Luan put the big knife on his shoulder, "That's it, come on."
Chen Feng didn't talk too much with Yan Luan. He shot up violently, and in the blink of an eye, the two sides collided with each other with a loud noise.
At the same time, in a deep courtyard somewhere in the city [Shangjing], compared with the chaos outside the city, it seemed particularly quiet.
In a hidden ancestral hall, several tablets are placed neatly on top of the ancestral hall.
These tablets have one thing in common, they are all engraved with the word "Murong".
In front, a white old man held nine incense sticks and worshiped devoutly.
The old man murmured in detail, "Ancestors of the Murong family, I hope you have spirits in heaven to protect me from winning the battle today and destroying the Chen royal family..."
When he raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and the overwhelming hatred in his heart was reflected on his face.
He is Murong Haoying, the 16th generation descendant of the Murong family.
From the time he could remember, he had been following his parents incognito, and did not dare to reveal his true identity to others.
I learned from my parents that their Murong family was so prosperous in the past, and their owners were as powerful as the royal family.
But, who did the Murong family owe it to them to be in this situation today?
It is the Chen royal family!
Over the years, he has been implementing the ideas of his ancestors, working hard and accumulating accumulated experience. When the time comes, he can kill his enemies and revive the Murong family again.
Today, this sacred moment has finally arrived.
What has made all this happen is the joint efforts of generations of the Murong family.
"Ancestors, please open your eyes and watch. I will use the blood of the entire Chen royal family to sacrifice your souls in heaven!"
After the ceremony, Murong Haoying inserted the nine incense sticks neatly into the incense burner.
Just at this time, a person walked in cautiously and bowed to salute.
"Old Master Murong."
Murong Haoying slowly turned around and asked calmly, "Amao, how is the situation outside?"
Amao responded respectfully, "Yan Yun's army has arrived at the city. Originally, Yan Jingshan and Yuntianhe instigated a rebellion against the Zhou and Sun families. They wanted to use relatives of the Chen royal family as hostages to force them to surrender, but the plan seems to have failed."
Murong Haoying smiled contemptuously, "They are a bunch of drunkards. I have no hope of retribution from them."
After saying that, Murong Haoying grabbed a robe, put it on, and put the hat on his head.
"Take that thing and let's set off."
Amao understood, walked aside, and dragged up a long unknown object wrapped in cloth with both hands.
It looks like it should be a weapon?
At this time, the door of the ancestral hall slowly opened.
Murong Haoying held her head high, walked like a dragon and a tiger, and walked into the dusty light outside the door together with Amao.
In the ancestral hall, a breeze blew in, and the smoke emitted by the nine incense sticks swayed accordingly.
This scene is like the ancestors of the Murong family appearing and witnessing all this.
The scene returns to the outside of the city.
The battle between Yan Luan and Chen Feng has become inseparable.
The strength of the two is almost equal, and although they fight to the death, neither can do anything to the other.
In the end, both sides felt exhausted and retreated.
"It seems that we are matched against each other. We will end our fight here today. If there is a chance, we will fight again someday!"
After saying this, Yan Luan turned back to his own camp.
Chen Feng did not chase him, but jumped back to the city wall.
"Ancestor, I'm sorry, I didn't capture that thief."
Chen Feng said apologetically to Chen Yinghao.
Chen Yinghao patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, "It's okay, you have done a good job..."
But before Chen Yinghao finished speaking, another shout came from below.
"I am Yun Hong, the deputy commander of the fifth legion of the Yun Royal Family. Do any of the Chen family's thieves dare to come and fight me?"
