There was a victorious battle ahead, and the main palace of Nanyun City would inevitably raise a toast to celebrate.
Yelu Mingzhu and Hua Luoyu went to the eighth trench. Currently, the only people in the city lord's mansion were Ouyang Dongli, blacksmith Hu Ge, Yang Kaiyi, Nalan Yu and others.
Each of the few remaining trenches was equipped with the effective strength of the Southern Xinjiang army, but the rear area of Nanyun City seemed a little empty.
Because Ouyang Dongli was there, Hua Luoyu also took Yelu Mingzhu and Wang Ruyi to the front line with confidence.
She doesn't have to take action, but she has to watch Wang Ruyi and Yelu Mingzhu. This is also the old monk's explanation, because she is afraid that the South China Sea Army will send monks who transcend this world.
This is the plan of Ouyang Dongli and Hua Luoyu to nip problems in the bud, because Minghui is still on the way to southern Xinjiang.
After digging a big hole for many years, it finally exploded, which made Nalan Yu deeply moved.
After drinking a few more drinks with Yang Kaiyi, Ouyang Dongli and Ouyang Dongli were also happy about the battle ahead. Although the four of them were not drunk after drinking, they were helped into their respective courtyards to rest by the guards of the City Lord's Mansion.
Ouyang Dongli looked at Nalan Yu and said, "Drunkness hurts the body, are you okay?"
Nalan Yu opened his eyes, looked at the small courtyard not far away and was silent for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Tonight is too late. This is a battlefield. You can't drink like this next time."
"You can't sleep to death after drinking tonight." Ouyang Dongli reminded Nalan Yu the moment he left.
Nalan Yu waved his hand and said, "Senior, don't worry, these few glasses of wine won't make me drunk."
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The spring rain came, and a rain and fog enveloped Nanyun City.
After closing the courtyard door, Nalan Yu coughed lightly, saying that he didn't drink too much, but he didn't let him go tonight.
If the Imperial Guard were here, he would definitely be cursing and even putting a thirty-year sign in front of the army.
Although the enemy army was still separated by five trenches from Nanyun City, it was less than 200 miles away. According to Li Xiuyuan's military regulations, no one dared to drink at this time, otherwise they would be looking for death.
However, Nalanyu, as the general of the imperial city and equivalent to the commander-in-chief of southern Xinjiang, was drunk in the small courtyard at this time because of a small victory. This was not justified either emotionally or logically.
When Nalanyu returned to the yard, he thought about Ouyang Dongli's words and did not dare to sleep immediately. Instead, he washed himself with cold water and changed into a clean black shirt.
He began to lie under the eaves and vomited.
"Come on, we haven't had a few fights yet, but my drinking ability is getting worse and worse."
Nalan Yu, who was lying on the stone steps, said with some annoyance.
However, he didn't curse a few times when he heard slight footsteps outside the courtyard. Nalan Yu, who was vomiting to death, raised his head warily.
It was Haishi, and unless someone attacked the city, no one would wake him up at this time.
So, half awake from the drunkenness, he quietly looked at the gate of the small courtyard.
He wanted to shout and wake up Ouyang Dongli, who was only two small courtyards away from him, but it wasn't until he wanted to shout that he realized that he was vomiting so much that he couldn't make a sound for a while.
"Nanyun City has been closed for half a year, who dares to come to trouble me at this time?"
Not only did he hear slight footsteps, he also heard the sound of a long sword being unsheathed. This was someone coming to trouble him.
Before he could fully wake up, he saw the long sword slash across the wooden bolt of the courtyard door, and the heavy door slowly opened.
There was almost no sound of footsteps, and a masked man in black appeared at the courtyard gate.
The peach blossoms beside the wall of the small courtyard were in full bloom, and in the darkness outside the courtyard door there was a murderous aura mixed with the fragrance of flowers in the night wind, blowing towards the nalan rain outside the living room.
On such a beautiful night, the visitor was wearing a black tights and a black silk scarf around his face, for fear that others would see through his identity.
Nalan Yu's sense of vigilance a moment ago was finally confirmed at this moment. The visitor had indeed been waiting for a long time and finally found a good opportunity to cause trouble for him.
The person who dared to assassinate the general of the imperial dynasty in Nanyun City was either a remnant of the empress back then or a chess piece of the Nanhai army buried in Nanyun City.
Quietly looking at the peach blossoms blooming quietly beside the courtyard wall, Nalan Yu suddenly remembered the scene when the Imperial Master first arrived at Hua Man Lou that year and got drunk.
In his opinion, it was National Master Neng's unintentional words or his drunken dreams that touched Hua Tianxia's heart.
The peach blossoms are still there tonight, but here comes a killer who wants to kill him.
After a moment of silence, he looked at the visitor and asked, "I really want to know, are you from the Imperial City of the Five Realms? Or from Feixian Island in the South China Sea?"
The visitor was stunned. He didn't expect that Nalan Yu was not taking out his weapon at this time, but asked him where he came from?
After a moment of silence, the visitor said quietly: "Does it matter? Anyway, after tonight, you will be dead."
"I'm just a general."
Nalan Yu sighed and said, "Even if you kill me, it won't help. There are more generals in the dynasty, as well as marshals and national advisors. Can you kill them?"
This was the first time that Nalanyu quietly observed everything in the small courtyard, although he had lived here for two years or more.
It wasn't until the danger came that he remembered whether he should climb over the courtyard wall and ask Ouyang Dongli for help when he was facing the enemy.
He smelled a dangerous aura from the stranger. He was a monk in the late stage of the Tribulation Realm, with a cultivation level two levels higher than his own.
Judging from his current ability, it is not enough to hold up the great monks who are at two levels above him.
Not to mention that he just got drunk and has not fully recovered yet.
The visitor smiled coldly and said, "If I kill one of you, one of you will be missing. It will still be of some use to the entire battle."
What the man in black couldn't figure out was why Nalan Yu clearly felt that someone was coming to kill him, but he didn't call for help with his companions, nor did he think of escaping over the wall.
Instead, he stood quietly outside the living room waiting for him. How could a guy whose cultivation was two levels lower than his own escape the assassination tonight?
After thinking again and again, the man in black showed a solemn expression and asked: "You have heard my footsteps a long time ago, why didn't you run away?"
Nalan Yu was stunned and replied coldly: "This is my place, why should I run away?"
After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and there was already a long, gleaming knife in his hand.
The visitor said coldly: "Now that I'm here, am I still afraid of fighting with you?"
The person who came had his long sword tilted, and the sword suddenly made a low buzzing sound. Then the man in black turned into a black stream of light, cutting through the spring breeze in the night of the small courtyard, and slashed towards Nalan Yu.
In the night wind, Nalan Yu could clearly feel a stinging pain coming from his eyes. He knew that this was his opponent's sword energy.
But there was no expression on his face, only composure and calmness.
Seeing that his opponent's long sword was about to stab his chest, he stepped heavily on the bluestone floor and rolled towards the yard like lightning!
Dang Dang Dang!
The swords collided in the air, and countless petals were cut off by the swords and fell one after another.
Nalan Yu, who was under the eaves, jumped to the middle of the small courtyard in an instant, narrowly avoiding countless sword rays from his opponent. Then, relying on the rebound force of his opponent's attack, he turned into a stream of light and climbed up the courtyard wall.
The space in the small courtyard is too small, and fighting the opponent here will only lead to death.
The enemy who had already killed him would not let him escape. Another stream of light flew out of the courtyard wall in the night sky.
Nalan Yu had just passed over the courtyard wall, and the sword energy behind him was already chasing him. With a groan, the long knife in his hand turned over and slashed at the man in black!
When he learned that the man in black in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than him, he knew that tonight was probably the most terrifying night in his life.
His own strength is not enough to fight against the peerless strongman who is two levels higher than him, but he has no way out. If he blindly escapes, he will only die in the end.
His momentum cannot be lost to his opponents, this is his principle.
When he was still Nasandao, he summed up an experience in life and death struggles, that is, facing the enemy, you can only advance but not retreat. This is why he was called Nasandao.
So after he jumped out of the small courtyard, he never retreated.
When he comes to a wide place, he will trap and kill the enemy in his own way!
Just listen to the sound of "Dang"!
Nalan Yu, who was in the air, swung his sword and hit the fatal sword coming from behind. After the two exchanged moves in mid-air, they both fell to the ground and faced off from a distance.
When the sword met, there was a wound on his arm, but as a general, he was not afraid. He held the long sword tightly with both hands and stared coldly at the man in black who was only five feet away from him.
With just a quick move in the air, Nalan Yu confirmed that he was no match for the man in black.
He did not look at the wound on his arm, but quietly stared at the opponent not far away, thinking about how to escape alive from the sword of the man in black in the next moment.
The man in black didn't seem to be in a hurry and started playing a cat and mouse game with him.
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That night, Hu Ge returned to a remote place where he was after drinking a few glasses of wine.
Because he has been forging iron for many years, he has developed the habit of using his hands when the time comes, and he does not want to disturb others, so he chose a secluded courtyard with a casting platform in it.
He doesn't need to use the sword, but he can enjoy making a few iron arrows from time to time.
Like Nalan Yu, the blacksmith who was already in the Tribulation Realm also encountered an ambush from the man in black tonight.
It seemed that he had planned it a long time ago, and the man in black who came to assassinate him happened to be two levels higher than him.
Hu Ge's drinking capacity is better than Nalan Yu's, and he doesn't drink as much as Nalan Yu, so he feels much clearer.
The moment the man in black came in, he rushed out of the house alertly.
At this moment, a black shadow stood in front of Hu Ge, and the aura of the third level of Tribulation Realm burst out, holding a powerful spiritual sword in his hand.
"Monster!" Hu Ge said coldly. Years of blacksmithing had made him develop a fiery temper. Why would he care that his opponent was much better than him?
However, the moment he finished speaking, the man in black rushed forward without saying a word and started killing without saying a word.
I saw a sword energy cutting through the space, slashing towards Brother Hu. Just one sword energy blocked all directions, so he had to muster all his energy to slash out the spiritual sword in his hand!
"Hang!" Hu Ge took a step forward, his aura rising to the extreme, and he split everything with a move of Immortal Guidance, rushing towards his opponent like lightning.
I saw the man in black turning the infinite spiritual energy in the sky into a sword energy, and when it gathered together, it made a terrifying sound, as if it could chop off Hu Ge's head in the next moment!
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" The two spirit swords smashed together.
The man in black chopped Brother Hu apart with his sword, and then continued to move forward. Brother You's expression changed drastically. The person who came here really wanted to take his life, and he didn't even want to give it to him.
In front of the strong men at the third level of the Tribulation Realm, he, who was only at the first level of cultivation, could not resist.
The blacksmith's heart was twitching slightly. He just competed with his opponent, and it was obvious that he couldn't stop him, let alone survive from the opponent's hand.
At this time, he thought of Nalan Yu. Since Xi was attacked, the general would definitely not be able to escape, and he felt anxious.
So he slashed out a sword without hesitation, like a roc spreading its wings and flying into the air. He wanted to slash at the opponent from mid-air, using the speed of his descent to strike out with a decisive blow.
"Seeking death!" the man in black yelled angrily, his figure shining, and he slashed out with his sword at Hu Ge who was flying in mid-air!
He broke into the blacksmith's courtyard with the purpose of killing the enemy.
Seeing Hu Ge rushing towards him, murderous intent flashed through the eyes of the man in black. If you want to seek death, I will help you.
