Chapter 117: Catching Turtles in an Urn

The man in white took Lie Beiyao away from the battlefield, and as soon as the two stopped, Lie Beiyao leaned forward, and another mouthful of blood gushed out.

"How's the princess?" asked the man in white, in a deep voice.

Lie Beiyao didn't answer, just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and covered the blood gushing out of his chest with the other hand, coughing violently.

Her face was very weak, almost pale, and the sweat on her forehead continued to pour out and slide, mixing with the blood, soaking her white shirt. The tingling pain in her chest was pressing on her nerves all the time, but she didn't care at all, as if the pain emanating from her body had numbed her, and she just looked straight in the direction of the battlefield, eager to rush back to the battlefield.

"What is the princess going to do?" asked the man in white in a low voice, his tone obstructive and stern.

"The two armies... Ahem, still fighting. I'm going to... Ahem, go back..."

"No, your injuries are too serious, and more than blood will be fatal!" As soon as the man in white grabbed Lie Beiyao's hand and pulled her back hard, because the force was too strong, Lie Beiyao almost leaned backwards and fell, but fortunately, the man in white quickly helped her.

"Let go!" Lie Beiyao's voice was weak, but very stubborn. It's a pity that she was seriously injured and couldn't break free from the control of the man in white.

"Are you crazy?!Don't even want your life!""The situation on the battlefield... Ahem... Ever-changing, you let me go! Our... What's missing, I... Cough... The first one kills you. ”

The man in white saw that Lie Beiyao was very resolute, and he couldn't ask her why she was like this, so he could only take a step back and compromise. "Okay, but I must give His Highness a simple treatment of his wounds first, otherwise I can't let His Highness go. ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Lie Beiyao answered or not, the man in white tore off a piece of brocade cloth from his clothes, took out a hemostatic medicine from his arms and sprinkled it on the cloth, quickly bandaged Lie Beiyao's injured hands, and then tore off a large piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes and tied it around his chest as it was, bandaging the wound on his chest. He moved cleanly, and he was done in no time. Lie Beiyao forcibly endured the sharp pain emanating from all around his body, and struggled to stand up.

The man in white hugged her waist, a little on tiptoe, and brought her back to the battlefield with a light skill, and as soon as she stopped and put her down, Lie Beiyao staggered away with a sword, not even leaving a word of "thanks".

"The woman that the senior brother has taken a fancy to is really beyond the ordinary, and even her behavior is not comparable to that of mortals. The man in white looked at Lie Beiyao quietly, and said this sincerely, and after finishing his words, he turned around and left, disappearing without a trace.

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After Lie Beiyao was rescued by the man in white who suddenly appeared, Nie Muchen became angry, but he stabbed Lie Beiyao's vital point just now, thinking that Lie Beiyao was seriously injured and could not participate in the battle if he did not die, so he did not look for Lie Beiyao's traces again, but led the Jiuchen Army to fight step by step.

The commander of Beixuan's side was assassinated, and his whereabouts are unknown, and Jiuchen Fang's morale was greatly boosted, and he directly killed the city of Shangyun City, and the panicked Beixuan army fled into the city, and the Jiuchen army followed closely behind, and attacked Shangyun City without much effort, and continued to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Beixuan army in the city.

"Commander, are we going to chase those Northern Xuan troops relentlessly, enter the city, and occupy Shangyun City?" the deputy general asked Nie Muchen for instructions.

"Of course!" Such a good fighter, Nie Muchen naturally would not let it go, not to mention that Lie Beiyao insulted his most revered majesty in front of him just now, which completely angered him, and at this moment he took off all his defenses, like a lion ready to attack, wanting to kill the Beixuan army.

"Do you want to leave some people waiting outside the city?" According to Nie Muchen's habit, he would always leave half of the army outside the city to respond in case of accidents, but Nie Muchen, who had always been cautious, just chuckled at this time, and said coldly with disdain, "No need, Lie Beiyao is now seriously injured and unconscious, and she can't command the battle, but even if she is here, what waves can a reckless and radical little woman make." Do you think she's going to set up an ambush and catch turtles in an urn?"

"Yes, they didn't expect to think of such a plan. The adjutant general nodded yes, he turned his horse's head and ordered to the Jiuchen army, "All enter the city, and kill the Beixuan army for me!"

"Occupy Shangyun City!" This commander allows you to rob all the treasures in the city, and everything in the city is yours! Give it to me!" Nie Muchen shouted at the soldiers. When the soldiers heard Nie Muchen's promise, they instantly became high-spirited and killed even more vigorously.

Suddenly dust flew and the wind howled, and blood splattered the sand and stained the earth.

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After seeing all of Nie Muchen's army enter Shangyun City, Duanmu Ling quietly approached the gate of Shangyun City, took out a signal flare from his arms, and launched a signal upwards with a "whoosh!"

"What's the sound?" the lieutenant looked keenly upward, and his face changed color in an instant, "It's not good!

Before he finished speaking, the two city gates in front and back of Shangyun City suddenly closed with a "boom", the deputy general hurriedly ran over and smashed the door, and the Jiuchen Army rushed to hit the door when he saw this.

"Commander, we have fallen for the tricks of the Beixuan people!" said to Nie Muchen in a mixed atmosphere.

"Damn, it must be Duanmu Ling's strategy!" the other lieutenant cursed loudly.

"Now we can only wait and see. Although Nie Muchen was surprised and angry in his heart, he was the commander after all, and he had to suppress the emotions in his heart, "Find me everything that can be used to hit the door and open the city gate!"

"Yes. The adjutant general replied, he was just about to turn around and give the order, but he didn't expect that many huge fireballs suddenly fell outside the city, and the Nine Dust Army was unable to dodge at all, and they were smashed to death.

"Quick, retreat to the back door!" Nie Muchen said loudly.

Outside the back city gate, lit boulders were also constantly being fired into the city, and the Jiuchen Army was cold this time, so they could only stand in place and wait to be stoned and burned to death. - Who called Shangyun City small, there is no place to hide.

"Commander, they have transferred the people at some point, and now there is no one in the city except us!"

"It looks like they planned it in advance. Nie Muchen clenched his fists, almost oozing blood, a boulder smashed, he flashed backwards, was shocked a few meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Nie Muchen understood everything, it turned out that all this was planned by Lie Beiyao, so she deliberately provoked herself just now, just so that she could withdraw the last line of defense in her heart.

As early as when she gathered the three armies to raid the army that Jiuchen was ambushing around, she took advantage of the chaos to let people escort the people in the city away, and she had already planned to catch the turtles in the urn and trap them alive in Shangyun City to kill.

This plan is very risky, if it succeeds, it is a big victory, but if it fails, the consequences are unpredictable. What's more, her opponent is herself, and the possibility of failure is extremely high, but she has the courage to take a gamble to implement it, and even risk her life - she was stabbed by herself.

This woman is not simple.

Nie Muchen fell to the ground, watching his border guards and his own heart and abdomen being stoned alive by the flint thrown by Beixuan from outside the city, he was angry, like an enraged lion, desperately carrying a sword through the crowd, dodging the boulder, coming to the city gate, and slashing violently with his sword.

"Knock open the gates!" he almost roared, and the well-trained border guards who had been following him struggled to hold their ground, and three or five came quickly with their shields, and slammed the gates with the battering rams they had brought in, and with almost all their strength, one was struck and fell, and the other took over.

It lasted like this for a quarter of an hour, Nie Muchen finally knocked the main door open, and everyone at this moment was already weak, and they all fell down with weak legs, including Nie Muchen himself, he fell directly, but he couldn't fall!

With the last bit of belief, Nie Muchen supported his body with a blood-stained sword, and shouted with all his might, "Get up, kill me!"

The soldiers saw the hope of life, and regardless of their serious injuries, they rushed out one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, eager to break out of the encirclement and return to the camp. Nie Muchen's tired pupils were facing Duanmu Ling's resolute eyes standing straight outside the upper city gate, the two looked at each other, Duanmu Ling drew his sword and went up, Nie Muchen led the remnants of more than a hundred people to go crazy and slash, in a burst of bloody slaughter, less than ten people rushed out with Nie Muchen in the end, and he himself was seriously injured, and it was with his last breath that he waited for Ye Fan's reinforcements to escape from Duanmu Ling's men.

In this battle, the Jiuchen Army lost about 50,000 people, and the Northern Xuan Army won a complete victory and its morale was high. This is also a big fiasco in the life of Nie Muchen, a famous general of Jiuchen, and it is the first defeat he has lost in many years on the battlefield.

Later generations recorded this war, known as the Battle of Shangyun.