The messenger's words were like a clap of thunder that exploded in Nangong Martyr's mind.
"What?!"
Martyr Nangong Martyr was startled, and his expression instantly turned extremely solemn.
However, Nangong Xiiguo reacted quickly and decisively ordered, "Assemble the Cavalry Squad and search for His Majesty's whereabouts."
"No need." Just then, a desolate voice rang out.
Martyr Nangong Martyr turned his head and saw a blood-soaked Murong Tuohai dashing toward the command platform.
Seeing Murong Tuohai, Nangong Martyr hurriedly asked, "Grand Scholar Murong, how is His Majesty? Where is he now?"
Murong Tuohai didn't answer, but instead took out a token from his chest pocket and said anxiously to Nangong Martyr, "Dongfang Zhan's trusted troops have rebelled. My king has ordered the Commander-in-Chief to quickly quell the rebellion and eradicate the rebels in the army!"
After listening to Murong Tuohai's royal order, Nangong Martyr's face turned extremely gloomy.
Dongfang Zhan's trusted troops were stationed at an important checkpoint in the stronghold. If they really rebelled, the frontline stronghold would be in danger.
What worried Nangong Martyr the most was that Dongfang Zhan had done everything possible to win the Southern Summer King's trust, so he definitely had the intention of killing the king. Now that he had led his troops to rebel, he definitely wouldn't let go of this opportunity to kill the king.
The fact that the Southern Summer King wasn't at the main base meant that he had already been assassinated. Either he had successfully escaped or he had died for his country.
Judging from the fact that Wang Ling had fallen into Murong Tuohai's hands and Murong Tuohai had been seriously injured, the latter was clearly more likely.
"Grand Scholar, tell me quickly, how is His Majesty now?!" Nangong Martyr grabbed Murong Tuohai's hands and asked in a trembling voice.
Murong Tuohai did not say it clearly. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "Commander-in-chief, the rebellion is imminent and the fortress is in danger. It's a matter of utmost urgency and must be resolved quickly. Whether the fortress can be defended or not depends on the commander-in-chief's decision. "
"As long as we can defend the Stronghold, Southern Summer will be impregnable. If the Stronghold is breached, then Southern Summer will be in grave danger! "
"Report —"
Accompanied by an anxious shout, a messenger hurriedly ran over. "Commander-in-chief, there's a rebellion at the Third Fortress of the Western Front. The garrison troops of the fortress have fallen into a bitter battle. We've already ignited the beacon for help!"
"Damn it!"
Nangong Xiguo punched out furiously, causing a crack to appear on the wall. "Gather the Patrol Cavalry Regiment at once. I will personally quell the rebellion!"
As soon as Nangong Xiguo finished speaking, he leaped down from the command platform that was tens of meters tall.
Although Murong Tuohai did not reply, he could already confirm that the Southern Summer King had died for his country.
However, even if the Southern Summer King had died, he still had to defend the frontlines. He had to defend the Southern Summer Empire!
…
At the same time.
In the Third Fortress of the Western Front.
Broken swords and halberds were stabbed into the ground. Corpses were strewn all over the place. Fresh blood had gathered to form a pool of blood. A large number of Southern Summer's military flags were soaked in the pool of blood.
A blood-soaked deputy general was leading a few hundred wounded soldiers to fight against the rebel army.
This deputy general's silver armor had already become tattered. His body was covered in dozens of wounds. Broken swords and halberds were stabbed into his back, shoulders, arms, thighs, and other parts of his body.
After continuously killing more than a hundred rebel soldiers, this deputy general's physical strength was finally exhausted. He stabbed his sword into the ground with both hands and used the sword to support his tottering body.
"Ma Chao, General Dongfang has given you the opportunity to pledge allegiance to him because of your outstanding ability and the fact that you are a deputy general who has followed him for many years. I advise you to stop being so obstinate." Another one-eyed silver deputy general quickly walked out from the army.
The heavily injured silver deputy general shook his head in disappointment and said, "Dongfang Zhan has betrayed his country for his own glory and betrayed the Southern Summer Empire. He is worse than a pig or a dog. I, Ma Chao, would rather die than submit!"
The one-eyed silver deputy general impatiently said, "I have already given you one last chance. If you continue to obstruct General Dongfang's great plan, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and do it! Even if I die today, I will drag you down to hell with me! "Ma Chao pulled out his sword from the ground and poured the remaining Yuan Qi in his body into it.
"Since you are courting death, I will fulfill your wish!" The one-eyed deputy general also urged his Yuan Qi and rushed toward Ma Chao.
Ma Chao was seriously injured, his Yuan Qi was exhausted, and his physical strength was severely lacking. It was impossible for him to be the one-eyed deputy general's opponent.
Ma Chao's arm was chopped off and his chest was pierced by a spear. The blood-stained tip of the spear came out of his back.
"This is the consequence of resisting! Chop off his head and hang it on the city wall!" The one-eyed deputy general had barely finished speaking when an angry roar came from behind him.
"Die, you traitor!"
The one-eyed deputy general hastily turned his head and looked. He saw a group of lightly armored cavalrymen rushing toward him from afar.
The white-haired old general who was leading the group had already flown down from the horse's back. He had transformed into a shadow and was rushing toward the one-eyed deputy general at an extremely fast speed.
The one-eyed deputy general's pupils fiercely shrunk and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.
Because this white-haired old general was none other than the former army's Commander-in-Chief Nangong Martyr for his country!
In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, Nangong Martyr for his country arrived in front of the one-eyed deputy general. The one-eyed deputy general was so scared that he hastily raised his spear to block the attack.
"Die!" Nangong Martyr for his country roared and fiercely slashed with his big sword, cutting off the one-eyed deputy general's spear along with the spear.
Nangong Martyr for his country, who was at the peak of Level 3 King Wu, was the strongest person in the frontline stronghold. Even if Dongfang Zhan met him, he could only run away with his tail between his legs. How could a mere deputy general have the strength to resist in front of him?
Seeing that Nangong Martyr for his country had appeared, Ma Chao heaved a sigh of relief. He then knelt in front of Nangong Martyr for his country and said, "I am ashamed that I couldn't stop them. Commander-in-Chief, please defend the frontline stronghold and protect the territory of our Southern Summer. Our Southern Summer and Northern Yan are absolutely irreconcilable enemies. We can't even give up an inch of our territory! "
After saying that, Ma Chao fell into the sea of blood and corpses and no longer had any reaction.
This deputy general had risked his life to fight until now, but in the end, he still died due to his heavy injuries.
Nangong Martyr for his country had his eyes wide open in anger. If it wasn't for the fact that there were loyal generals in the army, perhaps the third stronghold of the western frontline would have already fallen.
If one stronghold was breached, the entire frontline would be in danger of falling.
"General, please rest assured."
Nangong Martyr for his country tore off his cloak and covered Ma Chao's body with it. He then solemnly saluted him.
"I swear that I will live and die with the frontline soldiers and the frontline stronghold!"
After saying that, Nangong Martyr for his country kicked away the corpse of the rebel general. He then pulled out the spear from the ground and threw it.
The spear shot out at high speed and pierced through the chest armor. The corpse flew out and was finally nailed to the wall.
"This is the fate of a traitor!"
Nangong Martyr for his country raised the big sword in his hand and poured his elemental energy into the big sword. Suddenly, the light from the sword soared into the sky and shattered the ground around it. That sharp sword energy caused people to feel fearful.
At this moment, this 100-year-old white-haired old general was like an enraged lion. His hysterical roar reverberated throughout the entire stronghold like bursts of thunder.
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