"Prince?"
Mo Xiuyao waved his hand, wiping the blood from his lips. "Ling Tiehan really lives up to his reputation." Although it seemed like he had the upper hand, with Mo Xiuyao's insight, how could he not see that Ling Tiehan was deliberately showing weakness? Moreover, although Ling Tiehan was heavily injured, his internal injuries were not light either. Just as Ling Tiehan said, if he used all his strength, the final outcome of the two of them would probably be who would die more miserably. He had no intention of dying together with Ling Tiehan.
"Prince, do you want to …" The guard beside him whispered. The Yanwang Chamber of Commerce was almost completely destroyed, and Ling Tiehan was heavily injured. They only needed to send people to follow up, and it was not impossible to catch Ling Tiehan and his group in one fell swoop.
Mo Xiuyao shook his head. "Forget it, we'll talk about it later." Leng Liuyue said that Ling Tiehan had shown mercy to Li, and he believed it. At their level, if they wanted to sneak attack someone, unless it was an expert of the same level, it was very difficult to escape. Of course, Mo Xiuyao also calculated that Ling Tiehan would definitely not go against the Prince Ding Mansion for Lei Zhenting, but he did not expect that Ling Tiehan would actually make a move. Even if Li was not injured, he could not pretend that it did not happen.
"Ling Tiehan is still useful. Later, send a letter to Ling Tiehan for I." Mo Xiuyao said.
"Yes."
"Prince, Commander Mo has a secret letter." A Shadow Guard appeared in front of Mo Xiuyao, presenting a letter with both hands. Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows, took the letter, and opened it. But in an instant, his expression changed. "Mo Jingli, I will make you beg for death!"
The two Shadow Guards standing beside him took a step back, secretly praying for the person who had angered the Prince.
Mo Xiuyao stared at the letter in his hand, his expression sinister. You want to make Li Empress? I want you to be unable to be the Emperor, let's see what you have to be the Empress!
"Guards." After a while, Mo Xiuyao crushed the letter in his hand into powder and threw it out.
"Prince, please give your orders." A Shadow Guard in black appeared behind Mo Xiuyao, bowing and waiting for orders. Mo Xiuyao said lightly: "Let Mo Hua take I's token and go to Nanjing personally. Let him tell the Empress Dowager that the Emperor of Da Chu State can be changed. I guarantee that Mo Jingli will not go back to trouble her. "
"This subordinate obeys." The Shadow Guard glanced at Mo Xiuyao's gloomy face, quickly took the order and flew away. Prince was in a bad mood now, whoever bumped into him would be unlucky.
On the third day after Lei Zhenting left Feihong Pass, the flames of war that had just stopped for a few days were ignited again. Perhaps because they had confirmed the news of Mo Xiuyao's death, the Xiling Army was no longer as cautious as before when they fought with Mo Xiuyao. Instead, the entire army advanced together, only rushing towards Feihong Pass. On the other side, the Da Chu State's reinforcements that Mo Jingli had brought to reinforce Hangu Pass also bypassed Hangu Pass, took Yuming Pass and only headed northwest. They quickly blocked the only road from Chu Jing and Hangu Pass to Feihong Pass and occupied Liyang City in Yunzhou.
Liyang was the only way to Feihong Pass from Chu Jing, and it was also the original location of the Xu family in Yunzhou. Ten years ago, after the Xu family moved to the northwest, the current most prominent family in Liyang was the Xu family, which was related to the Chu Clan by marriage. Unfortunately, although Mo Jingli was the Emperor of Da Chu State, his arrival was not welcomed by the people of Yunzhou and Liyang. Even the prominent families in Yunzhou closed their doors and ignored Mo Jingli. This made Mo Jingli, who had been complacent, suffer a setback. If it wasn't for the fact that he still had a shred of rationality left, he would have long executed all of these aristocratic families.
On the other hand, Lei Zhenting's Xiling Army was not going well either. The Mohist army, led by Murong Shen and several famous generals, scattered and sneaked in, causing trouble for the Xiling Army everywhere. Although Murong Shen and Marquis Nan were not as good as Lei Zhenting in terms of military strategy and military strength, it was not difficult for them to make trouble and hold back the advance of the Xiling Army. Especially when they were leaving Feihong Pass, they had just received the 16-word proverb personally taught by Princess Ding, "When the enemy advances, I retreat. When the enemy retreats, I chase. When the enemy stays, I disturb. When the enemy is tired, I fight." These were all veterans who had fought on the battlefield for many years, so naturally, they quickly mastered it. Lei Zhenting was so depressed that he felt as if he had swallowed a fly and felt nauseous. He could not spit it out and felt uncomfortable swallowing it.
In the Xiling Army, Lei Zhenting stared coldly at the map in front of him. The news of Mo Xiuyao's death and the good news that they were about to defeat the Mohist army could not make him feel happy and joyful at all. He glanced at Lei Tengfeng, who was wearing a battle robe and looking tired, and asked in a low voice, "How many more days until we reach Feihong Pass?"
Lei Tengfeng said, "Originally, our army would be able to reach Feihong Pass in three days. But now … I'm afraid it will take at least half a month. Father, now that Mo Xiuyao is dead, we don't need to rush. Should we clean up the weeds first? "As long as Mo Xiuyao was dead, the Mohist army would be leaderless. As long as there was time, the West-Hill would eventually defeat the Mohist army. So Lei Tengfeng really did not understand why his father was in a hurry. But there was still the threat of Murong Shen and Marquis Nan behind him.
Lei Zhenting shook his head and said, "We don't have time."
"Father?" Lei Tengfeng raised his eyebrows in confusion. Lei Zhenting smiled bitterly and said, "Mo Xiuyao's death is a good thing for the West-Hill. But … for the Zhennan Palace, it may not be a good thing at this time. "
"My son is dull." Lei Tengfeng lowered his head and said in confusion.
Lei Zhenting sighed and said, "Tengfeng, the Zhennan Palace is not the direct descendant of the Emperor Of Xiling. There is still another Emperor in An City. "The Emperor Of Xiling did not have much ability, but he was not an idiot. All these years, he was just pretending to be crazy and stupid.
Lei Tengfeng frowned and said, "The Emperor? What can he do? The West-Hill is under my father's control. "
Lei Zhenting shook his head and said, "How powerful was the Prince Ding Mansion back then? But it was almost destroyed by Mo Jingli, who even you looked down on. Isn't that enough to teach you a lesson? "
"Father, what do you mean?!" Lei Tengfeng said in surprise.
Lei Zhenting smiled bitterly. Originally, with Mo Xiuyao as a strong enemy, the Emperor Of Xiling naturally had some scruples. Who said that the Emperor Of Xiling was completely mediocre? All these years, Lei Zhenting had been responsible for all the affairs of the West-Hill and worked himself to death. But the high and mighty master of the West-Hill was still the Emperor Of Xiling. Now, Mo Xiuyao was dead and Lei Zhenting was fighting outside. It was the best time for the Emperor Of Xiling to seize power.
Lei Tengfeng frowned. He had never thought highly of his uncle sitting on the throne. But at the same time, he also understood that for the muddle-headed and incompetent Emperor Of Xiling to be able to sit on the throne steadily for so many years, it was a kind of ability in itself. After all, the Zhennan Palace was not the Prince Ding Mansion of the past, which was truly dedicated to assisting the royal family. But if they were not careful, the Prince Ding Mansion of the past would become a lesson for the Zhennan Palace.
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