"Haha, General Helian, don't you think it's too late for you to understand now?" In the thick fog, a joyful and low voice sounded from afar. When the voice first sounded, it was clearly very far away. However, when the voice was about to fade away, it seemed to be right in front of them. Helian Zhen and the rest looked towards the source of the voice. Not far away, where the thick fog had dispersed, a white-robed and white-haired figure appeared abruptly. The expression on his face could not be seen clearly due to the faint fog, but Helian Peng and Helian Zhen could clearly feel that he was smiling, and it was an extremely cold smile.
"Mo, Xiu, Yao!" Helian Zhen gritted his teeth and said.
"That's I. After nineteen years, it's not easy to invite General Helian back to Wind Valley." Mo Xiuyao was dressed in white, his white hair fluttering in the cold wind. His lips curled into a faint smile, but the words that came out of his mouth inexplicably made people feel a kind of chilling murderous intent.
"This is Wind Valley?!" Helian Zhen exclaimed in shock.
Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Isn't it? I didn't expect General Helian to have forgotten about it in less than twenty years. However... I also feel that Ghost Valley must have left a deep impression on General Helian. It's a pity that I can't invite General Helian back to Ghost Valley this time. " Wind Valley was the place where the Mohist army was buried by Helian Zhen. Even the Prince Ding Mansion's former Prince Ding Mo Xiuwen had died not far from here. Ghost Valley was less than fifty li away from Wind Valley. It was the place where Mo Xiuyao had defeated Helian Zhen with a fire, and where Mo Xiuyao himself had been severely injured. These two places were unforgettable to both parties who had participated in the war.
As Mo Xiuyao spoke, countless Mohist army had already surrounded them from all directions. In the fog, one could vaguely see countless black shadows moving about. It was as cold and ethereal as the netherworld, causing the tired and hungry Northern Tribes soldiers to be even more frightened.
Behind Mo Xiuyao, a few figures gradually appeared. Ye Li, Yun Ting and the rest in white, Young Master Feng San in red, and Xu Qingfeng, Zhuo Jing, Lin Han and the rest in black. They were all eyeing the Northern Tribes soldiers below. Only Mo Xiaobao, who was wearing a black brocade robe and standing beside Ye Li, seemed to be in high spirits even though he hadn't slept the entire night. She opened her big round eyes and looked curiously at the people below. Looking at the serious faces of the people around her, she curiously tugged at Feng Zhiyao's clothes.
Feng Zhiyao quietly shook his head at Mo Xiuyao and gave Mo Xiuyao a look. Mo Xiaobao pursed his lips and quietly moved to Mo Xiuyao's side. "Lord Father …"
Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and bent down to carry Mo Xiaobao. He smiled and said: "Yu Chen, do you know where this place is?"
This was the first time Mo Xiuyao called his name so seriously. Mo Xiaobao blinked and asked curiously: "Lord Father, where is this place?"
"This … is the place where the martyrs of the Mohist army and your uncle were buried." Mo Xiuyao said in a low voice.
Mo Xiaobao blinked. Although he was young, he was naturally taught the history of the Mohist army and the Prince Ding Mansion. Naturally, he also knew that he had an uncle whom Lord Father respected very much who was killed by the Northern Tribes. In the past, Mo Xiaobao secretly thought that if his uncle didn't die, would there be one more person to help him when Lord Father bullied him?
"Lord Father, are we going to take revenge for uncle?" Mo Xiaobao asked with wide eyes.
"That's right." Mo Xiuyao said in a low voice.
Feng Zhiyao and the rest who were following behind Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but glance at Ye Li. The little prince wasn't even eight years old yet. Wasn't it a little too perverted to let a child like him watch such a scene? Ye Li sighed helplessly. Looking at Mo Xiaobao's excited appearance, it didn't seem like he was afraid at all. Ye Li was also worried that her obedient son would be taught astray by Mo Xiuyao. But no matter how close Mo Xiaobao was to Ye Li, boys were naturally more obedient to their father in certain aspects. For example, right now.
Yelu Ye stepped out from the Northern Tribes army, his face ashen as he stared at Mo Xiuyao and said in a low voice, "Prince Ding, good strategy, good patience!" At this point, how could Yelu Ye not know that Mo Xiuyao had been toying with them all this time? His ultimate goal was to force the Northern Tribes army to Return Wind Valley to take revenge on Mo Xiuwen for being plotted against.
Mo Xiuyao smiled and nodded, "Well said. Even if Seventh Highness brings a group of defeated soldiers back to the Northern Tribes, you will definitely not be Yelu Crown Prince's match. You might as well die in Return Wind Valley and preserve Seventh Highness' reputation. Seventh Highness should be thanking I. "
Yelu Ye's expression twisted. Even ants wanted to live, what more humans? Yelu Ye wasn't afraid of death, but he definitely wasn't willing to die like this. But he also understood that their current situation wasn't up to him to decide. With hundreds of thousands of Mohist army surrounding them, they had less than two hundred thousand soldiers. Even if they gave it their all, they wouldn't be able to escape. As long as Mo Xiuyao gave the order, tens of thousands of arrows would shoot and the Northern Tribes army would be buried in an instant.
Helian Zhen's face was pale as he remained silent. Helian Peng stood beside Yelu Ye, his gaze like an arrow as he stared at Ye Li who was beside Mo Xiuyao.
"I am Helian Peng, please battle with Princess Ding!" Helian Peng suddenly took a step forward and said in a low voice.
The Mohist army generals all looked at Helian Peng as if they were looking at an idiot. Wanting to challenge Princess Ding in front of Prince Ding, this guy must be crazy.
As expected, Mo Xiuyao laughed coldly and said indifferently, "General Helian, why don't you challenge I, are you looking down on I?" Helian Peng glanced at Mo Xiuyao but didn't reply, only staring at Ye Li.
Ye Li smiled faintly and took a step forward, "Since General Helian is interested, this consort will naturally accompany you. Please. " Although Ye Li didn't have a good impression of Helian Peng, Helian Peng was a general of a country and naturally knew that challenging a female in front of so many people wasn't something to be proud of. Knowing that he was going to die, he still persisted. At least this proved that Helian Peng really saw Ye Li as an opponent.
"Princess Li." Mo Xiuyao frowned slightly. Ye Li's internal energy was much weaker than Helian Peng's. Although he was confident that Ye Li's life wouldn't be in danger with him around, he couldn't guarantee that Ye Li wouldn't be injured.
Ye Li shook her head and smiled, "It'll be fine."
Ye Li took a few steps forward and a silver light flashed in her sleeve. A short blade glittering with cold light appeared in Ye Li's hand. On the opposite side, Helian Peng held a long blade in his hand. Just looking at the weapons made people feel that the two of them weren't on equal footing.
Helian Peng didn't hold back and slashed the long blade in his hand towards Ye Li. Ye Li stepped sideways and dodged the blade. Bai Se's voice was like a swan as it flew towards Helian Peng. In the faint fog, the crowd could only see two silhouettes coming and going. The sound of weapons clashing could be heard continuously. Ye Li, who was fighting with Helian Peng, frowned slightly. In terms of strength and internal energy, she was definitely no match for Helian Peng. Just now, the short blade and the long blade clashed several times. Ye Li's right hand felt numb from the vibrations. She didn't want to fight with Helian Peng head-on anymore. She quickly closed in on Helian Peng and fought in close combat. As a result, Helian Peng's long blade was useless. He tried to distance himself from Ye Li a few times but failed. In terms of close combat, there weren't many people in the world who were Ye Li's match. If she didn't use her internal energy, even Mo Xiuyao might not be able to gain much of an advantage. As a result, the two of them were evenly matched.
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