A violent blow hit Cui Xiaoxiao's head.

Make a crisp sound.

"The children are not polite at all." Li Shiluo stood up with displeasure on his face, "I'm busy, you are still obedient." ”

She glanced back at Jian Rin Sakura and bowed slightly, "I agree with the general's words, if you don't leave, it will be dangerous." ”

After Li Shiluo finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

"Hmm...... I hate ...... most."

Cui Xiaoxiao covered her sore head and lowered her head resentfully.

Damn it, hit me on the head!

I hate it when people hit me on the head!

People who can ignore the words of others with the posture of an adult are really hateful!

The room was silent, and all eyes were focused on Sword Rin Sakura.

"Your Majesty......" Master Liu Dun opened his mouth slightly.

"I see." Kenrin Sakura frowned and nodded slightly.

……

Compared with Shurui City, Yunlong Pass at least has a certain geographical advantage, located on the top of the mountains, condescending.

The kind of attack that requires you to form a team and defend with a tortoiseshell sword will be more difficult here.

Merely......

Shen Liang frowned, looking at the black pressure rushing into the Sword Country army like a locust crossing in the distance, and couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart.

Are these people all made of iron?

In the battle of Shurui City, although they were defeated, the losses of the other party were also heavy.

Originally, I thought that the other party would repair for at least seven or eight days, but I didn't expect that less than a day had passed, and they would come to the city again.

What a terrible build-up and offensive speed this is?

Shen Liang couldn't help but wonder how much effort the Chong Sword Kingdom had made for today, and before that, why did the Heavenly Sword Kingdom know nothing about the movements of their forces?

Or is it because the Book Sword Kingdom is too weak?

Shen Liang shook his head, he admitted that in the Battle of the Three Blessings Twenty years ago, the Shujian Kingdom did lose a large number of troops, but it also left a lot of talents who had been baptized by war.

After twenty years of development, they have recovered some troops, even if they are inferior to the Chongjian Kingdom in terms of total numbers, but at least they will not lose in terms of individual combat capabilities.

Shen Liang sighed slightly, and there was a hint of wandering in his eyes.

Could it be that the difference is really in armaments?

There are too many genius swordsmiths who have emerged in Chongjian Country over the years, there is a left hand of God who is as famous as Tiandao Yuluo of the Heavenly Sword Country, as well as the old sword-forging family before, Chongjian Six Stars, and many swordsmiths who have settled down in Chongjian Country because of Ye Ziqing and other famous swordsmiths, as well as those swordsmiths who have gradually emerged through the guidance of famous teachers......

Even, now, as if it was born out of nowhere, at the sword sacrifice ceremony a year ago, it amazed the world, and the genius who shined-

Emiya.

If the entire army of Chongjian Country is like a pack of wolves, trying to devour the world, then the Wei Palace is an even more terrifying tiger.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood a little why Jian Rin Sakura just now wanted to bring the Wei Palace back to the Dream Sword Country at the cost of her own innocence.

If it were him, he would definitely use it at all costs in exchange for his bargaining chips to serve his country.

The premise is that –

Emiya's willingness.

"General......" Ren Yiguang, the captain of Yonghuiwei next to him, said softly.

"Yiguang, you take Yonghui Wei's people, and ......" Shen Liang pondered for a moment and made a difficult decision, "Wei Gong, take that swordsmith to the Imperial City to see if His Majesty can convince him, if so, I hope he can be our help...... If not—"

Shen Liang's throat made a low and strong sound, but it was as cold as the cold wind.

"Execute him."

"Yes, General."

Ren Yiguang took the order and retreated from his side.

Shen Liang held the hilt of the sword with one hand, his gaze firm and fierce.

In the distance, above the field, a black line slowly surged, and it came to an unhurried stop.

……

"What a trouble...... Emiya sat motionless on the bed with his hands folded.

The chains on his hands were clanging with a twist.

Even if it seems to have considerable wealth, in the end it is still no match for the power of power.

The terrible power that was gathered by the will and power of the people, but became a weapon in the hands of a few, was called power, and it was not something that he could compete with as a small swordsmith......

He finally understood a little, even if he was as powerful as Ye Ziqing, the time ...... In the end, they will all succumb and become attached to the wing of a particular country.

Unless you can stand up to the whole world with the power of one person, you can only compromise.

He thought of the Heavenly Demon he had seen in the snowy mountains before, and remembered the sad and helpless look on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic.

When the sharp-edged swordsmith shocked the world, the world may not be trembling for it.

That's why he's being locked up here.

Because of the people of the Sword Country, but also because he is a terrible swordsmith.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Wei Gong's mouth.

It's a mockery to say.

Two years ago, he wouldn't have been treated like this.

However, he remembered Li Shiluo's promise to him before-

Whatever the outcome of the war, he will be released.

Wei Gong closed his eyes quietly, recalling the scene when he met this woman in the Heavenly Sword Kingdom before.

seems to be a cold beauty in ice and snow, but her heart is as warm as fire, her compassion is like this, or-

The sympathy of one swordsmith for another?

But what will those in power think?

Emiya's eyes suddenly opened, and a chill surged in his heart.

"Ahh

He shouted almost subconsciously.

When he opened his eyes, a face silently appeared in front of him.

To be precise, it was a hollow, cold white jade mask, resting silently on his forehead, almost popping with the tip of his nose.

After confirming the identity of the other party, Emiya's expression changed from horror to anger.

"Are you a ghost? Where is there such a scary?! ”

"I see you're so preoccupied," the white jade mask glowed with a cold luster, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, Ye Ziqing sneered, "I'm sorry to disturb you." ”

"Alright."

Wei Gong glanced at her resentfully, "If you're here to save me, hurry up." ”

He stood up, patted the dirt off his body, and put his shackled hands under his nose.

"Come on, be careful, don't hurt my hands, I'll have to rely on it to eat in the future."

After a few seconds, the woman in white in front of her was motionless, so that Wei Gong was a little suspicious that she was a fake Ye Ziqing.

He looked up and looked at the other with an anxious and confused expression.

"Hurry up, if I continue like this, I'm going to die here."

Ye Ziqing straightened up, clasped his hands, and looked at him coldly motionlessly.

"When did I say I was going to let you out?"