In the autumn of the eighth year of the reign of the Eastern Zhao Kingdom, the Ukrainian League ushered in the first snow early. As the northernmost territory of the Dongzhao Kingdom, here has suffered the baptism of war all the year round, after decades of forging, the military strength of the Ukrainian League is strong, and the people are fierce, especially after the Zhenbei general Mo Canyang was stationed 20 years ago, the Ukrainian League Department ushered in the most prosperous era.

As one of the generals of the four major towns, Mo Canyang is undoubtedly the most meritorious one, for no other reason, the foreign enemy is too strong. Mo Canyang's exploits were all piled up with one after another arduous battles, even if several high-ranking civil and military generals in the court were red-eyed, they didn't dare to say anything, but they were secretly scolding and jealous of Mo Canyang's status as the number one celebrity in the court.

However, at this time, on the Dongshan battlefield of the Ukrainian League, the 100,000 troops of the Great Zhao State pressed the border, the armor was bright, and the military force was proud, claiming that it was only to welcome the return of Song Wenxi, the second prince of the Great Zhao State, to return to the country and ascend the throne. Three months ago, Wu Qinghui, the prime minister of the Great Zhao State, and Zhang Jun, the general of the Great Zhao State, took advantage of the death of the first emperor of the Great Zhao State to incite the princes to compete for the throne.

Under the long-planned conspiracy, the princes of the Great Zhao State were fratricidal and blood-stained in the imperial city, and when they were inextricably earned, they were wiped out by the general Zhang Jun and the forces of the princes, but the second prince Song Wenxi was the most uninterested in fighting for power and profit, and was not involved in the battle. The traitor wants to usurp the country, when these words come to his mind, he is like falling into an ice cave, as if the heavens and the earth are collapsing, he collapsed to the ground, any brocade clothes and jade belt are covered with dust, but he just looks at the sky with dull eyes, when Mingyue wants to help him up, he waved his hand to stop it, and slowly closed his eyes.

It is like having a hunch, a few days ago, Song Wenxi took the guards out of the imperial city and stayed in the Southern Patrol Palace, which is a palace with excellent scenery, near the southwest of the imperial city.

There is no doubt that at this time, outside the Southern Patrol Palace, there were already ambushes. As long as there is any change in himself, he will definitely usher in the catastrophe immediately. Song Wenxi spread out on the ground for a long time, slowly opened his blood-colored eyes, and asked softly, "Is Qingfeng back?"

"Not yet!" Mingyue's tone was a little urgent. As the personal guards of the second prince Song Wenxi, Mingyue and Qingfeng are rare first-class masters in the world. Qingfeng takes light work as the most, and the bright moon swordsmanship is superb. When the princes were fighting, Song Wenxi had already sent Qingfeng out to monitor the direction of the wind, although he had no intention of competing for the throne, but as the most outstanding and favored prince of the Great Zhao State, he had to guard against unwarranted disasters.

At this moment, he has only one thought, that is, to escape, go to Dongzhao Kingdom, and find his future father-in-law, that is, the emperor of Dongzhao Kingdom and Zhiyu. A year ago, sixteen-year-old Song Wenxi and Princess Xiangyun of Dongzhao Kingdom made a family affair, and they only waited for the ceremony of the crown and the title of prince, and they were about to get married. However, there are many changes in the country, and he is really not sure whether Emperor Dongzhao will recognize him as a quasi-son-in-law.

"Send a message to Qingfeng, sweep the back door, gather three hundred guards, and kill me out. Song Wenxi turned over and walked towards the inner hall.

"Yes. Mingyue responded, and quickly sent out a signal of danger, and three hundred guards rushed out of the two compartments of the palace and quickly assembled. As the best of the Praetorian Guard, their effectiveness is unquestionable. On the eaves of a certain roof of the Lingyun Pavilion in the Imperial City, a man in black looked up at the sky, and quickly flew away from the brightly lit and sky-shattering South Street of the Imperial City. It disappeared in an instant.

Outside the Southern Patrol Palace, Liu Liji, the commander of the Imperial City Praetorian Guard, personally led the 800 Praetorian Guards to surround the palace, and at this time he was no longer ambushed, wearing a helmet and armor, carrying a sword and holding a lamp, and with a wave of his hand, a personal guard stepped forward and smashed the door. As a descendant of the general Zhang Jun, he has always been resolute. He was originally a fierce general in the army, and at this time there were four first-class masters, in his heart, Song Wenxi could not escape.

At the back door of the palace, there was a black shadow flickering in the moonlight, but it stopped three hundred meters away, hidden in the dark.

There was a crack in the back door, and Mingyue, who was dressed in white, peeked at the Praetorian Guards blocking the outside of the door, and was afraid of no less than four hundred. And the aura of the two leaders in front is extremely powerful, which is the power of a first-class master. Looking up, I saw where the shadow had been hidden.

Obviously, this black shadow is the breeze, Mingyue didn't see him, nor did he feel his breath, if so, the two first-class masters could naturally also find the breeze, within three hundred meters, the first-class masters could perceive all the breath of heaven and earth.

However, Qingfeng saw Mingyue, and with a cat meow in the night, Mingyue turned around and said, "Your Highness, Qingfeng has arrived." ”

At this time, Song Wenxi's armor was no different from that of ordinary Praetorian Guards, but the Longxi Sword was different. His eyes were resolute, he looked at the dozen or so guards around him, and slowly drew out his long sword, Mingyue drew his sword to cut off the door bolt, and took the lead in killing, Qingfeng also suddenly attacked from behind, and the two masters on the other side reacted immediately, both of them attacked Mingyue in white at the same time, and the others saw the dozen or so prince's personal guards rushing out, and they felt very puzzled, but who would not be able to fight more or less, and they did not hesitate to meet each other in short combat.

At the same time, at the gate of the palace, a general wearing bright silver armor led two hundred and eighty guards to attack Liu Li's Chinese army, and the battle was mercilessly slashed, and suddenly the sound of weapon collision and screams accompanied by blood and water spread at the gate of the palace.

I couldn't see the general's face clearly in the moonlight, but Liu Liji recognized that it was the armor of the second prince, and then looked at the degree of the guards' desperateness, he concluded that this person was Song Wenxi, after all, the guards were basically here.

It is impossible for the second prince to bring a dozen people to face the four hundred forbidden troops at the back door plus two first-class masters, and even if he will, he is not worried, because Song Wenxi has no possibility of escaping at all.

According to common sense, this is true, but there are no absolutes in this world, and the so-called endless road seems to be true sometimes. Mingyue's swordsmanship is superb, facing a master of the same level, there is no pressure, Qingfeng's body technique is flexible, plus another flying knife stunt, it overwhelms the two masters in an instant.

Although Song Wenxi is not a good martial artist, he has also learned horseback archery riding and archery in the royal school field since he was a child, and he is still a little stronger than the general Praetorian Guard.

However, at this time, there was no difference between twenty or so people against four hundred, and sending them to death. Fortunately, Qingfeng Mingyue had the upper hand and cleared the threat for Song Wenxi from time to time. But in this way, he was naturally exposed, and the Praetorian Guards swarmed towards him, and several guards fell in an instant, and Song Wenxi's pressure doubled. You must know that these eighteen people are the top combat power among the three hundred guards, and they all have the strength of third-rate masters, but in the face of twenty times the enemy, they still can't resist it.

Seeing this, Qingfeng gave up the master, and the flying knives rained down on the Praetorian Guards who surrounded Song Wenxi, and in an instant, more than a dozen people were stabbed and fell down screaming. Mingyue engaged the two masters, and she was not afraid at all. Qingfeng picked up a knife and took the lead in impacting the encirclement, and the remaining guards instantly changed into an awl, crashing headlong into the encirclement, and the desperate blow of more than a dozen third-rate masters was indeed not small.

Seeing that the encirclement was about to be broken, a master wanted to turn back to stop it, but when he was distracted, he was slashed in the chest by Mingyue's sword, and the blood flowed in an instant, and the other person also took this opportunity to stab Mingyue in the shoulder blade. Just when he was proud, Mingyue flicked his left hand sword and slashed his throat, he covered his neck in horror, stared at Mingyue with wide eyes in disbelief, and then slowly fell, he was also a first-class master, he died a little hastily.

Another injured master was also shocked when he saw this scene, Mingyue's swordsmanship was exquisite, they hadn't heard of it, but with the confidence of being a first-class master, he wasn't much afraid, but now he was really scared. Mingyue didn't give him time to be afraid, and directly raised his sword and ran towards him, his eyes instantly ignited with anger, and he couldn't help but take the next move with his sword, Mingyue was also injured after all, and the power of the sword in his left hand was reduced a lot.

The man also saw this, and was secretly rejoicing, but his back suddenly tingled, someone sneaked attacked, he was not superfluously stunned, but struggled to the side to fall, but still let Qingfeng slash his arm, a canopy of blood spurted out, and he let out a miserable scream.

It's just that he didn't delay much, rolled into the crowd, and roared angrily for the Praetorian Guards to besiege with all their might. But after roaring, his open mouth suddenly stopped, and a throwing knife spurted out of the back of his head with a canopy of blood, and he fell backwards.

The two masters were killed one after another, and the Praetorian Guards were a little panicked, but they still had the backbone, that is, there was still a commander left. Under the leadership of the command, they continued to besiege Song Wenxi and his party. At this time, Mingyue's white clothes were stained with blood, but it didn't seem to affect the combat power, and Qingfeng instantly assassinated the commander like a ghost.

The Praetorian Guards were completely panicked, and finally broke through the encirclement, Mingyue took Song Wenxi to flee quickly, and the remaining guards and Qingfeng broke off, and walked while fighting, but still a few people fell.