"In the past, King Ning was going to retreat, but Mr. Mo and Mr. Situ insisted on attacking, but now the attack has failed, and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of the dynasty army have been lost.

As soon as Mo Yiyue put forward the proposal to return the army to Cangzhou in front of King Ning, Xin Su stood up and sarcastically said to Mo Yiyue.

Mo Yiyue was not angry, but stood up and said calmly to everyone: "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the battle for one seat and one place will not see the overall situation after all. Now our army has suffered heavy casualties, and Ji Lang's chariot of destruction is only a temporary retreat, once the two armies of the demon clan attack our camp at the same time, how can our army be undefeated? The two armies are fighting, it is like playing a chess game, the cloth of the chess game is the strategy of attack or defense, the chess road is **** new, the game is new, how can there be a way to follow the routine and not understand the reason for flexibility? I said before that attack, it is because if our army can gain an advantage in the attack, then the situation in Zhongzhou may be opened. And since it has failed at this moment, if you still have to defend in Zhongzhou, you will inevitably suffer from the enemy on your back, and I am afraid that you will suffer the end of the entire army. ”

"The withdrawal of Jiuli means the failure of our army's strategy of advancing eastward. Once they withdraw from Zhongzhou, the morale of those rebel forces in Zhongzhou will inevitably be frustrated, and it will surely chill the hearts of countless people in the Great Wilderness. Yi Xiao got up suddenly, hesitated for a moment, looked back at everyone, and left the camp alone.

Mo Yiyue knew that Yi Xiao must be struggling and contradictory in his heart at this moment, what the dynasty army lacked now was nothing more than a victory that could boost morale, if he continued to withdraw to Jiuli, he was afraid that he would collapse from now on.

......

Mu Yuncheng sat alone in the tent, holding a letter sent to him by Ye Feiyu's trustee.

The letter stated that he and his father Ye Zanglong were both undercover agents, otherwise he would not have protected Mu Tangtang from being safe and sound in the demon camp. He hoped that Mu Yuncheng could come to Sanmenxia to join him and his father and help assassinate Prince Peng together.

The handwriting in this letter is indeed from Ye Feiyu's hand, and the words are true, sensible and emotional, not like a forgery. If you can kill King Peng this time, it will definitely cause the army of the Three Demon Kings to collapse, and the danger of Zhongzhou will be solved. After thinking about it before and after, Mu Yuncheng felt that this move was very good, and after a while, he made his own decision, planning to break into Sanmenxia alone again tonight.

Before leaving, he told Chu Shui and Lu Xiao about the matter, but from the looks of the two, they didn't seem to support him to go to Sanmenxia alone.

Chu Shui Yu has always hated Ye Feiyu, but he learned from Mu Yuncheng that everything he did was for the stability of the people of the Great Wilderness, and he couldn't help but be impressed by him.

But Lu Xiao took the letter, and after reading it carefully, there seemed to be doubts in the letter, so he said to Mu Yuncheng: "Ye Feiyu and his father have been undercover in Sanmenxia for many days, there should be no shortage of opportunities to assassinate Peng Wangye, now Sanmenxia is heavily guarded, and there are even more masters who have entered Sanmenxia without a day, isn't it strange that he wants to do it at this time?"

"This ......" Mu Yuncheng didn't think about it so much, but listening to what Lu Xiao said, he also had doubts in his heart.

"But I should go and see it anyway, besides, Ye Daxia did help us secretly, didn't he? Even if Ye Feiyu is a bad kid, he doesn't dare to betray his father. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you encounter danger, with me first, you can retreat with your whole body. After thinking about it for a while, Mu Yuncheng still insisted on going to Sanmenxia alone.

"It's better to be careful, it's better for me to tell Mo Yiyue about this matter and see how he arranges it. Lu Xiao intended to remind Mu Yuncheng that it was best to inform Mo Yiyue of this matter.

But Mu Yuncheng shook his head and said: "Yi Yue has been exhausted from all things recently, if I mention this matter to him, he will definitely go with me." That Sanmenxia is extremely dangerous, I may be able to get out of it alone, and together with him, it will be mutually linked, why don't I go quietly alone, you two help me keep it a secret, whether I can assassinate Lord Peng or not, I will rush back before tomorrow morning, do you think this is okay?"

Lu Xiao and Chu Shuiyu first glanced at each other after hearing him, and they both knew Mu Yuncheng's temper, since he had made up his mind, no matter what the two of them said, he would go to Sanmenxia this time. So they were all silent and nodded their heads.

On the other side, Mo Yiyue was dealing with the complicated affairs in the army, and it was late when she came back, and when she passed by Mu Yuncheng's tent, she saw that the lights in the tent had been extinguished, so she didn't bother. And how did he know that Mu Yuncheng had gone to Sanmenxia at this moment.

......

The art of the sword was instantaneous, the breeze suddenly rose, and a fallen leaf was in a flash, and Mu Yuncheng had already appeared at the place where Ye Feiyu had made an appointment to meet in his letter.

This is the path leading to the lonely mountain on the left side of Sanmenxia, which is rarely visited on weekdays, and the demon soldiers stationed here only patrol twice in the morning and evening, and only arrange people to camp on the top of the mountain the rest of the time, and observe the situation near Sanmenxia from a high place.

"You're here. Ye Feiyu appeared behind Mu Yuncheng silently, his face was gloomy, and his voice was very low.

Mu Yuncheng nodded, looked around, and asked, "Where is your father?"

With such an important matter tonight, Ye Zanglong won't fail to come out to meet him!

"He's right behind you!" Ye Feiyu was expressionless at this moment, and his eyes stared straight behind Mu Yuncheng.

Mu Yuncheng, who had already unfolded the Five Qi Realm, didn't notice Ye Feiyu's arrival at first, could it be that Ye Zanglong appeared behind him, and still didn't feel it? Or did his father and son practice some novel exercises? After all, being an undercover agent always has to act in concealment.

Turning the letter back suspiciously, there was indeed nothing in front of him, but a sudden murderous aura actually attacked him from behind!

A sword light escaped into the ground, and instantly unfolded a wall of light behind Mu Yuncheng, Mu Yuncheng slowly turned his head, and there was still a faint purple aura in front of him that had not yet dissipated.

Mu Yuncheng didn't say a word, just looked at Ye Feiyu with pity, he trusted him so much, he came here alone, but he didn't expect to be turned into a prophecy by Lu Xiao, this is really a trap. Ye Feiyu has long been incurable. Perhaps from the time he escaped from the Jiuli camp, he was already destined to embark on this road of no return.

"Papapapa......" A burst of light applause rang out, and Wurihou, dressed in black clothes, fell from the sky, in addition to Sabo, there were also Xuanming Gong, Baoshu and other top masters who had already surrendered to the demons.

His handsome and evil smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he bowed respectfully towards Mu Yuncheng: "Mu Da Sword Saint, don't come unharmed!"

The blue light in Mu Yuncheng's hand condensed, and the dragon-shaped energy rotated from his palm to the ground, and a dragon groan was low, and the Taiyi dragon pattern appeared in his hand in an instant.

"It's useless to talk more, let's make a move!" He took a step forward, and all the famous swords with him appeared, the six swords of Tianxiao, the three swords of demons and ghosts, Zhenhaiqing, Qianjinsan, Cangyun, and Jianyu, counting the Taiyi dragon pattern, a total of fourteen strange swords in the world, although the sword intent was bound, it was already overwhelming, and the momentum was even more overwhelming.