As soon as the information about the forward position arrived, the whole hall almost immediately exploded.
Even Xue Yun couldn't keep calm at this moment. His eyes widened and he immediately exchanged a look with Hu Kui.
"How can this be?!"
Mottled cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Duguhan gritted his teeth and yelled on the spot: "Did you see clearly, it's really the Pig King and Sima City Lord?!"
There was a brief silence for a while.
In the communicator, the night watchman in charge of forward security responded slowly: "There is no mistake, it is indeed the Pig King and Sima City Lord..."
Hear the words.
Except for Xuanyuan Gong, who looked confused, everyone present stood up inexplicably.
At the beginning, "Pig King" Lin Ganglie and "Iron Lady" Sima Nanqin, together with Xue Yun, were responsible for going to the Daxia Imperial Mausoleum to contain the weird Xuanyuan Sword Spirit.
There was no news from the two men after they were injured.
Now that time has passed, how did they, as first-class masters, fall into the hands of the enemy? !
"Everyone does their job."
Narrow your eyes.
Xue Yun turned around and walked towards the door, and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to the forward position to take a look. No matter what happens, be sure not to restrain your men and horses, and don't mess up your position."
"Old Xue, I'll go with you!" Hu Kui said quickly.
"no!"
Hu Kui's kindness was rejected on the spot.
Xue Yun shook his head and said seriously: "As the city lord of Longdu, you must stay here. You know, many brothers are still counting on you!"
Startled slightly.
Hu Kui couldn't help but hesitate to speak.
Under the baptism of war, they each have different responsibilities and obligations on their shoulders. They must think twice before doing anything.
The two stared at each other for a moment.
Xue Yun reached out and patted Hu Kui's shoulder, then turned around and left the hall.
All the city lords looked at each other, and suddenly felt a great sense of crisis.
"Lords of the city."
Gongsun Youhai shook his head silently and muttered: "What is supposed to come will come eventually. Let's disperse. Everyone returns to their respective formations and keeps communication unimpeded."
Sighed softly.
Gongsun Youhai smiled bitterly and said: "Next, I'm afraid there will be more than one fierce battle waiting for us..."
"If you are lucky enough to survive, it won't be too late for us to have a drink and talk!"
Hear the words.
The princes and city lords bowed their hands to each other and left the heavily guarded metal fortress one after another.
Xuanyuan Gong was left alone on the dragon throne, crying and feeling at a loss.
This separation may very well mean the separation of life and death.
For the overall benefit of the Great Xia Empire, they must abandon their personal interests, honor and disgrace, and risk their own lives to have a chance to win the war.
"City Lords, this... you are all gone, then I..."
He stood up tremblingly.
Xuanyuan Gong's lips twitched and he was about to step out, but was stopped by the guards on both sides.
"Your Majesty, Alliance Leader Xue has an order..."
One of the guards had an expressionless face and said businesslike: "This is a time of war. Your Majesty, you are worth a lot of money. Only by staying here can we ensure your safety. I hope your Majesty will not embarrass you in your humble position."
He raised his eyebrows.
Xuanyuan Gong couldn't help but take two steps back, and finally slumped back on the dragon chair in despair.
After experiencing many drastic changes, and with the death of the weirdo in Daxia Zhenguo, the so-called supremacy of imperial power has become a thing of the past.
Xuanyuan Gong knew it very well, starting from his generation.
The once high-ranking royal family may not become extinct in Daxia, but in the future their role will only be more like some kind of mascot, and they will no longer have any substantial rights.
"well......"
Sitting back on the cold dragon chair.
Xuanyuan Gong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head: "This is all retribution, retribution..."
same moment.
At the forward position dozens of kilometers away, a large number of troops were slowly advancing towards the Great Xia Empire's combat square.
What's surprising is that.
The legion in front of them was entirely composed of mechanized vehicles, with almost no night watchmen visible.
The cold metal vehicles came one after another, and the dust raised echoed with the noise, giving people a sense of chilling despair.
The front of the line.
On the top of a tank shaped like bricks, two bruised figures were tied to a tall fort.
It was Lin Ganglie, the "Pig King" who had been missing for many days, and Sima Nanqin, the "Iron Lady".
"Shameless thing, damn son of a bitch!"
A special collar is worn around the neck.
The plump Lin Ganglie struggled wildly, with blood dripping from his huge belly. He had obviously suffered inhuman beatings and abuse.
even so.
This naturally rebellious and ruthless man still did not give in. Instead, he kept yelling curses.
"The grandson of the Empire on which the sun never sets, he took advantage of my injuries to launch a sneak attack from behind. You are a bunch of shameless bitches. If you can, let me go as soon as possible. See if I don't skin you!"
"Save your energy..."
There was blood on the corners of his mouth.
Sima Nanqin's eyelids were drooped, the clothes on his body were also in tatters, and his white thighs were covered with mottled bloodstains.
"These beasts are determined to use us as a shield. No one will pay attention to us even if they scream at us..."
His breathing became rapid.
Sima Nanqin's face looked ugly. It was obvious that his injuries after being severely injured by the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit had not fully recovered.
Plus.
Later, he experienced a torture by the Imperial Legion where the sun never sets, and his current physical condition can be described as very worrying.
"If you have the strength, why not adjust the biological force field in your body first..."
Mottled blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth.
Sima Nanqin's eyes were gloomy and he gritted his teeth and said, "They can't trap us forever. Once we have a chance to escape, it won't be too late to seek revenge on these beasts."
Hear the words.
Lin Ganglie rolled his eyes silently.
Originally, he took Sima Nanqin away from the Daxia Imperial Tomb and headed towards the imperial city.
As a result, because the two of them were too seriously injured, they walked in the wrong direction and plunged into the station of the Sun Never Sets Legion on the southwest border.
According to the strength of the two of them, they could actually escape intact.
However, Sima Nanqin's injuries were too serious, and Lin Ganglie tried his best but failed to protect her. In the end, under the siege of the enemy, he had no choice but to surrender.
Good thing.
After learning the identities of the two men, the senior officials within the Empire Legion did not kill them.
He was kept in captivity and provided with good food and drink.
It wasn't until Xue Yun took the initiative to declare war on the invaders from all over the world. In a rage, the two of them were tied to the turret of the chariot by the angry enemy commander, and followed the army all the way to the hinterland plain of the Daxia Empire.
"To put it lightly!"
He tilted his fleshy neck.
Lin Ganglie roared: "Our power is tightly controlled by this damn collar, who will come to rescue us?!"
"That's not necessarily the case. Don't forget, what do these beasts want to do now..."
His eyes are as bright as a torch.
Sima Nanqin smiled coldly and said feebly: "Once the two armies fight, do you think that kid won't show up?"
He raised his eyebrows.
Lin Ganglie fell silent for a moment and looked up at the originally clear sky, which was suddenly covered with dark clouds.
