Chapter 256: I, Yang Wei, will never accept softness
"I've seen Tai Ziyang!"
"Prince Yang is patrolling the city!"
Long Yang was fully armed, holding his hand on the hilt of his sword, and patrolling with a stern expression.
His gaze swept over every soldier, his eyes full of inspiring power.
Every soldier who meets his gaze will feel refreshed, and all fatigue and pain will disappear.
This is what Long Yang has to do every day. He must show up every day to let the soldiers and civilians in the city know that he did not run away or escape.
In fact, Long Yang is the person who needs encouragement the most, but no one can give him encouragement.
Nightshade is fine.
However, the two had different opinions and had stopped seeing each other for a long time. Today they said goodbye cruelly.
Thinking of this, Long Yang sighed in his heart, thanks to the main god of the system, otherwise it would be difficult to end today.
So Xi Tong received a system prompt: The subsystem host Long Yang's loyalty to you has been reduced by 1, currently -21.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the dark corner of the city wall.
"Prince Yang, be careful!"
"There's an assassin!"
Long Yang stood with his sword in his hand and roared loudly.
"Don't worry too much, he's just a shady assassin, let's see how I capture him!"
All the soldiers obeyed Long Yang's advice and were convinced. They all stopped and formed a circle to watch the battle from a distance.
The masked assassin made a pose and said angrily: "Too...ah! Long Yang, if you dare to humiliate my prince, you will die!"
"Brothers, come on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several assassins came out of the corner of the city wall and attacked Long Yang without saying a word.
Long Yang was not afraid in the face of danger. His sword flew up and down like a silver dragon soaring. Water could not enter the airtight sword network. Eight assassins were suppressed to death by him alone.
At this time, two assassins were blocking the front, one on the left and one on the right, like two gates.
The remaining assassins all took strange steps behind them, muttering something in their mouths.
I saw their fingers swiping on the sword, and blood lines as thick as chopsticks snaked up the sword's spine.
"The Bloodthirsty Spirit Sword! Broken!"
Several bloody crescent moons struck, and the sword net wielded by Long Yang was instantly torn and shredded.
Phew! Phew!
The seemingly light and powerless crescent moon slashed at Long Yang's body, and thick red liquid oozed from his armor.
"No, it's a monk from the Yang Kingdom, protecting Prince Yang!"
"Prince Yang is injured..."
Long Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, then raised his palms to stop the soldiers from advancing.
"Yang Guo is despicable and shameless, and can attack and plot secretly, but I, Long Yang, are upright and will never bully the minority!"
Long Yang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, the strong wind blew around his body, his cloak began to rustle, and faint red light rose up and overflowed from his body.
"Prince Yang is about to use the Burning Sun Sword Technique!"
A fierce light burst out, and Long Yang suddenly rushed in. Taking advantage of the enemy's loss of concentration, he used his sword to separate eight rays of sword light.
Every ray of sword light was as dazzling as the scorching sun, and when the enemy opened his eyes as if blind, there was a clanking sound on the spot.
It turned out that all the weapons in the hands of the eight people were knocked off.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Long Yang swept across with his sword again, and all the assassins screamed and covered their arms.
"Oops, I'm hurt!"
"It's a tough idea, withdraw!"
"The prince will not let you go!"
Several assassins jumped down from the city like dumplings. Long Yang stood with his sword in hand. Not only did he not pursue them, he also blocked the pursuit of the soldiers.
He said loudly to the bottom of the city wall:
"For the sake of your loyalty to the Lord, I will spare your lives."
"If you want to make a sneak attack again, send a few stronger ones. The weak ones will not arouse my fighting spirit at all!"
Immediately, Long Yang took a deep breath and shouted towards the Yang Kingdom camp in the distance:
"My son Yang Wei, do you dare to attack the city openly tomorrow?"
The sound is like thunder and can travel ten miles.
The news of the prince's assassination has spread among the defenders. Everyone is scorning Yang Guo's shamelessness and praising Prince Yang's high moral integrity.
Then, the Jiang soldiers on the city wall also shouted.
"My son Yang Wei, do you dare to attack the city openly tomorrow?"
In the camp outside the city, Yang Wei got up with a confused look on his face. While holding on to his armor, he asked his subordinates what happened.
The subordinates made some inquiries and came back to report: "Prince Jiang has invited me to attack the city tomorrow."
Yang Wei snorted, "This ungrateful guy! If I don't attack, he will think I'm weak and easy to ride on!"
"Give me the order. Make food at the fourth watch and attack the city at the fifth watch. At noon, I want to see that bastard Long Yang!"
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After finishing his patrol, Long Yang returned to the palace. As soon as he entered a side hall, several people bowed and saluted.
"I've met Tai Ziyang."
Long Yang nodded, "Thank you for your hard work!"
Everyone quickly said they didn't dare.
"Specially effective golden sore medicine, these are immortal treasures. Take them!"
"The injury on your hand is not a problem. Please spray the medicine quickly to avoid getting to the root of the disease."
"I didn't hold back my strength. The wound was a bit deep, but luckily it didn't hurt any muscles or bones."
Hearing the prince's greetings, all the subordinates were moved to tears.
Look at the fairy's golden sore medicine. You don't need to apply it or touch it. Just press it with your finger and spray it on the wound. The pain will disappear immediately. If you spray it again, it will scab immediately.
It is indeed a fairy treasure.
Not to mention the efficacy of the medicine, but the medicine bottle is very ingenious.
During a fight, there is no time to prepare and apply the medicine. Even if it is swallowed, how long does it take for it to take effect?
Fortunately, Prince Yang was considerate of his subordinates, otherwise he would never have seen such a treasure.
Long Yang looked at all this with satisfaction, and then took out his weapon, golden silk armor.
These henchmen are no different from dead soldiers. They were the ones who intercepted and killed the Yang State envoy. No matter how many resources are poured into them, it will not hurt.
Seeing everyone wearing armor, Long Yang took off his armor and took out one rotten tomato after another from his body.
"The weapons you landed on top of the city are all of the Yang Kingdom standard, and the bloodthirsty spiritual swords used are also decent. The sergeants are convinced that tomorrow's battle will inevitably involve the lives of all three armies, and everyone will die!"
"The Yang State is powerful and we are unable to cope with it, so we have no choice but to take this approach!"
"Fortunately, I have the protection of the Immortal Family and have obtained many treasures. I will make Yang Guo look good tomorrow!"
After cleaning up the dirt on his body, Long Yang took out a pile of thousand-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonatum sibiricum, Zhu Guo and other things.
Seeing the thick-armed ginseng, all the subordinates' eyes widened.
Thousand-year-old ginseng is not something I have never seen before, but the ones I have seen are dried and look like old tree roots. However, the ones in front of me are still fresh and moist with dewdrops.
"So ginseng looks like this! I thought it was a big radish."
"This Ganoderma lucidum was just picked, and the earthy smell on it hasn't dissipated yet."
"I wonder what the mud from the Xian family smells like..."
Long Yang pointed to a pile of thousand-year-old elixir and said: "Eat it and refine as much medicinal power as possible. Tomorrow will be a fierce battle!"
As he spoke, Long Yang picked up a thousand-year-old ginseng, took a bite like a radish, and then started chewing it.
Tomorrow will indeed be a fierce battle!
Even with the help of the system's main god, Long Yang still did not dare to take it lightly. In order to boost morale, he staged his own assassination.
After all, there is no immortal family behind Long Yang, but there really are immortal family disciples behind Yang Guo.
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