Chapter 812: Chu Lan's pleading
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Shangguan Xiaoyi, the god of war who protects the country, is accompanied by the left, and Dandanning Xuanyuan is accompanied by the right.
The silent Beiliang Army, the ten major legions moved!
The Beiliang Army has crossed the border!
Millions of black elites, holding a cool knife in their left hand, their steps are uniform, silently following their military master of Beiliang.
Ningbei cloth is like snow, like a fairy in the world, the pace is calm and powerful, and once again set foot in the territory of the Second Empire.
This time it's not child's play.
The Second Empire returned Ge Xu's body so that the two sides could stop the fighting.
If the body is not returned, Ning Bei will personally be the general, and he will lead his Beiliang Iron Horse to ride on Mojing!
Mokyo was the Kyoto of the Second Empire.
If the Beiliang Army can fight all the way, it is conceivable that all the countries in the world will be frightened.
Can Beiliang Tieqi do it?
It depends on what choice the Second Reich makes!
The Second Empire and the Northern Liang Army confronted each other on the border, and hundreds of foreign countries were afraid that they would all want the two sides to fight.
Then, foreign forces reap the benefits of the fisherman.
Among them, the First Reich most wanted the two sides to fight.
It's a pity that Ian's side wouldn't be so stupid!
Let him make the Second Empire strive for national strength and involve the ten major legions of the Northern Liang Army.
This is all the elite of Beiliang!
To contain it completely, Ian must do everything in his power to do so.
Moreover, a major war of this scale is very likely to turn into a national war.
When the time comes, no matter whether the dragon and the tiger are in contention, the Second Empire will be greatly damaged and will no longer be able to threaten the First Empire.
And Huaxia, the oriental dragon, will also be eaten by hundreds of countries abroad.
Ian, Lord of the Second Empire, is not so stupid!
Therefore, the war between the two sides is not so easy to break out.
Ian will back down!
Next, as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the sunset is like fire.
On the top of the Broken Blade Cliff, a young man in white stood quietly in place for a day, without saying a word.
Shangguan Xiaoyi said in a low voice beside him: "Brother, it's getting dark!" ”
"They're coming!"
Ning Xuanyuan, a grimaceous young man, looked into the distance with sharp eyes.
Distant wasteland, a flat river.
It's the pinnacle of battle!
Just yesterday, Ningbei killed more than 100 people in the first battle.
At this moment, a long dragon with black pressure appeared on the wasteland, which was the elite army of the Second Empire, a full 100,000 people, heading for the Broken Blade Cliff.
This elite army is not here to resist the Beiliang Iron Cavalry.
On the contrary, it was for the funeral!
100,000 elites sent each other, and what was sent was a coffin, and the word 'lai' was written on the front of the coffin.
The coffin was escorted by a special car, and the person escorted was Xiao Yu.
The number two man of the Second Reich!
He came in person!
This was the choice of the Second Reich.
They chose to bow their heads and return Ge Xu's body.
But Ge Xu's body had already turned into a blood mist.
Who is inside the coffin?
Until the funeral legion, led by Xiao Yu, came to the outside of the Broken Blade Cliff.
In the ten major legions of the Northern Liang Army, all the soldiers pulled out the cool knives on their waists.
Millions of cold knives are all unsheathed, cold blades, obliquely pointing at this legion of the Second Empire.
With just one order, the Northern Liang Army can kill them all.
The momentum of both sides is not at the same level.
Chen Changsheng opened his mouth domineeringly, and said indifferently: "Stop!" ”
Led by Xiao Yu, the funeral team all stopped in unison, not daring to approach the Broken Blade Cliff for half a step.
Xiao Yu clenched his fists and shouted: "Xiao Yu of the Second Empire, sent Ge Xuju back to China by the order of the country!" ”
Swish!
The cliff is as high as 170 meters, and Ningbei is facing the wind.
"Shut down!"
Chen Changsheng shouted violently, and all the soldiers of the Beiliang Army put away their swords and returned them to their sheaths, staring at the white-clothed military lord in front of him.
Ning Bei appeared, calmly.
Xiao Yu bent down and arched his hand: "Xiao Yu has seen His Royal Highness King Liang!" ”
"His Royal Highness King Liang!"
A legion from the Second Empire, 100,000 men, all bowed their heads and spoke in a respectful tone.
This is already three points weaker!
Because these people who come know who they are up against.
That's the King of Huaxia Town!
He personally led a million elites under his command, and the soldiers were here, and if he was not careful, a shocking battle would break out.
And their Second Empire has elites who can resist the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry.
But it's definitely not the elite of this legion that is being buried today.
Throughout the world, no legion can stop the millions of elites in Beiliang with just 100,000 people.
Not before, and not in the future!
On the face of Xiao Yuming, he is still the number two person in the Second Empire.
The 100,000 elites of the Second Empire watched quietly from the side.
No one talked to Xiao Yu.
All eyes are on.
Ning Bei came to the coffin, and his fair-skinned left hand gently brushed the coffin, and said softly: "Welcome Ge Lao home!" ”
"Welcome the soul of the old hero home!"
Chen Changsheng opened his mouth like a tiger roaring.
All the soldiers of the Beiliang Army knelt down on one knee, their swords slanted into the soil, and their deep voices resounded through the wasteland, saying: "Welcome the soul of the old hero home!" ”
All the officers and soldiers of the Beiliang Army welcomed Ge Lao's body home.
The coffin was handed over, and the Second Empire did not dare to put forward any additional conditions, so it obediently handed over the coffin to the Northern Liang Army.
A pitch-black Beiliang flag was gently covered on the coffin, and Chen Changsheng of the Beiliang Army was personally responsible for the handover.
Xiao Yu stepped forward to explain the truth and said: "Ge Xu's body was shattered in the first battle last night, and the lord of the country personally ordered to cast his head with gold and his body with silver, and give it to each other as a national gift!" ”
This is the sincerity of the Second Reich!
Ning Bei watched the coffin, slowly passed through the Broken Blade Cliff, went to Yanmen Pass, and said softly: "Ian, do you have something for me to bring me?" ”
Just one sentence, let everyone look at it together.
Xiao Yu's eyes showed surprise, and he nodded: "Before the lord of the country leaves, he did ask me to bring something for His Royal Highness King Liang!" ”
After speaking.
An oval-shaped gold hand with a piece of purple jade carved with a tulip motif.
It's a women's jewelry!
When this thing is taken out.
Chu Lan, who was as elegant as a scholar, silently came behind Ning Bei and said in a low voice: "Is she okay?" ”
"Lord Ian said that His Royal Highness King Liang has time to enter Mojing with this token, and the Second Empire will definitely open the country and treat each other with national courtesy, and he will greet him personally!"
There are people from the Second Empire next to Xiao Yu.
Therefore, he must speak as the number two person in the Second Empire, without revealing the slightest clue.
Ning Bei took the oval hand card and said calmly: "Answer Xiaolan's question!" ”
"She lives in a small courtyard, and her life is worry-free!"
Xiao Yu replied.
This sentence made Ning Bei's face extremely cold.
Chu Lan clenched his fists, and a cold aura faintly appeared in his eyes.
There was no fool present, knowing what Xiao Yu said, sometimes it didn't mean that it sounded so simple.
The owner of Xiao Yu's tulip pattern hand, living in a small courtyard, life is worry-free.
This sentence is like a reminder.
The owner of the hand is in danger of his life!
Chu Lan turned around, her eyes revealing a hint of pleading.
For many years, the No. 2 person in the Northern Liang Army has never shown this kind of look.
Even when Chu Lan was a child, he rarely sought Ningbei like this.