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Chapter 433 Sorry

Chapter 433 Sorry

At the east end of Tianjie, Yu Hou led the foreign cavalry in a street fight.

Due to the large number of obstacles on the street, the two armies were unable to launch a cavalry charge and had to engage in battle on horseback as infantry.

Arrows rained down along the Tianjie Street, muskets blazed, and shouts of killing shook the sky.

"We can't hold Changming City any longer! Go and inform the guards to evacuate immediately after picking up the princess! We will cover your retreat!"

"Yes!"

Master Zhao crawled out of the tunnel, alarm bells suddenly ringing in his heart.

With his quick eyes and hands, he pulled Pei Jie and rolled over, and the powerful blood-energy sword light shredded the courtyard gate behind him into pieces.

The swordsman in white descended from the top of the courtyard, the tip of his sword pointed forward, and asked expressionlessly:

"Where is Zhongshu?"

Jiu Jiansheng, Jiang Shan, the strongest instructor of Qinghuo Academy.

"died."

Master Zhao pushed Pei Jie away with gentle force and grinned.

Jiang Shan naturally didn't believe this statement.

Wang Tun's life card is still in his hand, which at least means that his life is safe.

The sacred tree in the sky was connected to dozens of flying eaves, and a man turned into a green stream of light, flying obliquely to the broken courtyard.

Shu Xuanling, Xing Chen, a great monk of the sixth level of the five elements of wood.

After the Uehara Wang family evacuated the capital overnight, there was no Wang family left in Changming City. Only the clan leader Wang Tun and several unarmed old officials were left. Fang Zun ordered them to be kept in the Zongzheng Temple, ostensibly to protect them from being hurt by the mob, but in fact to imprison them.

On that day, Xing Chen and Jiang Shan were ordered to intercept the pursuing army, but they were repelled by Xiao Fuwei and Yu Shen.

From then on, the two of them had been lurking in the suburbs of Changming, waiting for Wang Tun's orders.

Now that Changming was in danger, the two of them received a letter from Wang Tun and hurried to the city to protect the Secretary of State during his retreat.

"Where are the Zhongshu people?!"

Xing Chen asked urgently.

"We agreed to meet here, why is it that the Secretary of State is not here, but this group of East Palace lackeys are here instead?"

"Zhongshu's life is safe. He must be held in custody by them." Jiang Shan said murderously.

Xing Chen looked at Master Zhao, his gaze lingering on the spear in his hand for a moment, as if he had confirmed something.

He said in doubt:
"I recognize you. The spear king of Dongzhou, Zhao Yanming, the 'Ming Feng Sha'. You are still alive?"

"Zhao Yanming? The one who died in the Dongzhou Sea Rebellion twenty years ago?" Jiang Shan asked with a raised eyebrow.

Master Zhao turned his spear, and a cold light flashed at the slant of the spear tip.

"Now that you know my name, why don't you get out of here?" he sneered.

Xing Chen and Jiang Shan looked at each other and communicated silently.

"Hand over Zhongshu, and we will have nothing to do with each other." Jiang Shan said calmly.

Zhao Yanming, the spear king of Dongzhou, had already reached the peak of the sixth level of Mingwu twenty years ago, and was at the forefront of all martial artists in the world.

If possible, the two naturally did not want to be his enemy.

Master Zhao looked at the two of them, pointed at the battlefield in the distance where the two armies were fighting, and shouted sternly:

"Jiang Shan, Xing Chen, you are also famous cultivators in my Great Zhou, and you have also been to Changyuan! Can you just watch these foreigners slaughter my fellow citizens of my Great Zhou?"

"Your cultivation is not easy to come by, but now you are helping the tyrant? The Uehara Wang family has gone crazy, are you crazy too?!"

The two of them looked ashamed of what he said, but still did not change their decision.

"Lord Zhongshu has been kind to us. We have no choice but to obey his orders," Xing Chen said in a serious tone.

"Zhongshu is capable of making good decisions. I follow him and never regret it." Jiang Shan said, raising his sword.

"A favor? A good decision?"

Master Zhao sneered.

"Hahaha... Wang Tun is indeed a man of courage. Do you know what he did?!"

"I don't know how he bypassed the Zongzhengyuan and ran to Yingtian Temple during this chaotic time. He used a high-level attack formation to destroy the Qiantian Tongming formation!"

Mr. Zhao said sarcastically: "A first-rank official! Doing the assassin's job personally, how impressive!"

"Now Changming City is about to be destroyed! Great Zhou is about to be destroyed! We are all sinners who have lost our country! Is this the result you want to see?!"

The two men's faces turned pale and they were left speechless after hearing what he said.

"Hand it over or not?" Jiang Shan said in a low voice.

"Fuck you!" Master Zhao yelled.

The sharp spear light swept out, and Jiang Shan and Xing Chen also launched counterattacks.

Under the Yingtian Temple, the aftermath of the battle between the sixth-turn strongmen caused a large number of buildings to collapse and shatter.

……

……

The sound of horse hooves shattered the dead silence of the streets in Changming City. Nei led the cavalry into a long snake formation and quickly passed through the small paths in Changming Market.

After passing a wide corridor, the Jianyuan Gate, one of the three northern gates, is already in sight.

However, at this moment, the situation of the north gate defense line has reached the brink of collapse.

"Boom!"

A loud sound like a thunderclap shook his eardrums, and Fang Weihan knew that it was the sound of a battering ram hitting the city gate.

"Boom!"

Soon, there was another sound.

The gates of Jianyuan curled inward, and the gaps between the gates became larger and larger. Under the desperate attack of the foreign soldiers, it finally could not bear the weight and collapsed.

"Fight on! Don't let the foreigners enter the city!" Gao Jing, the general of the Right Jinwu Guard, roared.

"who!"

He heard the sound of horse hooves behind him and was so frightened that he thought it was a sneak attack from behind by foreign cavalry.

But when Gao Jing saw who was coming, he was in disbelief at first, and then he jumped up excitedly in an instant.

"His Royal Highness Prince Guangling!"

"Mr. Gao, long time no see." Fang Weihan nodded to him, "Let's talk about reminiscing later. I think the brothers of the Jinwu Guard may need some help now."

"Of course, of course! Thank you, General Fang!" Gao Jing was very excited.

Fang Weihan drew out the Zhaoyuan sword, dismounted from his horse, and led the soldiers of the East Palace Guards to rush towards the Jianyuan gate.

The Jinwu Guards defending the city gate were engaged in a tough battle.

They had to rebuild a temporary city gate to block the enemy's attack, but the foreign offensive was too fierce and there was no chance to build the iron fences and stone walls serving as the city gate.

More and more foreign troops poured into the gap in the city gate. Just as despair was rising in the hearts of the Jinwu Guard soldiers, they heard a loud suona sound.

The surging sword light like burning blood flames slanted down from mid-air, blasting a huge deep pit in front of the city gate.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the Bai Ze armor on Fang Weihan's body was particularly eye-catching in the setting sun.

Nei led his soldiers to bravely fight their way out of the crowd, using the Seven-Star Crossbow and Flowing Fire Gun to suppress the enemy at close range. The bodies of the foreigners were pierced by arrows and iron sand, and blood flowers exploded on their bodies, causing heavy casualties.

"It's His Royal Highness Prince Guangling! It's the Eastern Palace Guard Commander!"

The morale of the Jinwu Guards was greatly boosted.

The city gate was narrow, only enough for a dozen people to deploy. Many inner-level soldiers took turns shooting, divided into five rows to load the Seven-Star Crossbow arrows and Flowing Fire Gun bullets, always maintaining sufficient firepower suppression.

Although the alien army was not afraid of death, they were unable to break through the dense firepower suppressing the close-range Zhou army in such a narrow terrain.

While he was leading soldiers to guard the city gate, Fang Weihan had already charged into the alien army.

Every time the Zhaoyuan Sword was swung, a foreign soldier's head would fly off. The sound of metal being cut was like a strong wind tearing waste paper.

"laugh!"

Huge and dense metal jets swarmed in from his side, like a storm passing through a forest of flesh and blood, instantly killing dozens of alien soldiers on the spot.

It was Shi Dangliu who took action.

Fang Weihan felt slightly relieved, but at this moment, his martial arts aura began to sound an alarm.

Unlike ordinary Mingwu monks, when the Qi alarm sounds, Fang Weihan will not choose to use the blood armor to defend, but will choose to parry with a long sword.

This is a habit he passed down from Gu Cangluan.

Countless muscle memories came into play, and Gu Jian exerted all his strength. He subconsciously held his sword across his face to block, and skillfully deflected an arrow that was heading towards him.

Fang Weihan used a move from the Minghuang Sword Sutra: The Army of the Dead, which blasted the enemy soldiers within three feet in front of him back.

He took the opportunity to pick up the arrow and then quickly retreated.

"What is this?" Fang Weihan asked, "I heard Xie Lingwan tell me before that the aliens killed eight noble family priests with some kind of arrows that can penetrate spiritual energy. Is this it?"

The arrow disappeared from his hand.

"Wait a minute, let me explain it to you." Yun Shu said.

The temporary city gate built by the Jinwu Guard soldiers has been completed. Relying on the support of bows, crossbows, stones and stones on the north city wall, the Zhou army's defense line has been consolidated again.

The alien offensive was temporarily contained, and the battle returned to a stalemate.

Why aren't there any sixth-turn monks from other races? Where is the patriarch of the Yuwen tribe?
Fang Weihan felt somewhat confused and uneasy.

Fang Weihan jumped high, stepped on the protrusions of the city wall and climbed up a few steps. In the blink of an eye, he climbed up to the 15-meter-high city tower.

He found Shi Dangliu and asked:

"Teacher, can we fight again?"

"It's okay for now." Shi Dangliu nodded slightly.

He was protected by two soldiers with giant shields, and it was obvious that they had taken precautions against those strange arrows.

"Hahahaha...Your Highness Prince Guangling, you are like a dragon in the enemy camp, a hero without parallel!" Yu Shen laughed while stroking his beard in the distance.

Fang Weihan bowed to him from a distance.

Fortunately, Shi Dangliu and Yu Shen are here, otherwise Jianyuanmen might not have been able to hold on until now. "Her Royal Highness the Princess is not here, where did she go?" Fang Weihan looked around, but did not see Fang Tang, and his heart sank.

"The commander of the new city gate, Ma Yang, opened the gate and surrendered. Your Highness the Princess is leading the Luantai Guards to provide support." Shi Dangliu said.

"Grass!"

Fang Weihan cursed inwardly.

This Fang Tang is fucking crazy. Didn't I teach her to always prioritize her own safety?

The sixth-rank alien has not shown up yet, and she doesn't even have a sixth-rank person around her, yet she dares to lead troops to provide support?

Do you really think that no one dares to kill her as the crown prince?
"Teacher, you and Master Yu guard Jianyuan Gate. I'm going to find Her Royal Highness the Princess." Fang Weihan said urgently, "The leader of the alien race may be at the new city gate!"

"You don't want your life?"

Yu Shen, who was far away, had a bad temper and couldn't help but be angry when he heard this.

"You are not even at the sixth level, aren't you going to die? I will go with you!"

"No!" Fang Weihan refused flatly, "The main attack direction of the alien race is still in Jianyuanmen. Once you two leave, the defense line here will definitely collapse."

"The Eastern Palace Guards brought the spiritual stones with them. I have ordered people to restore the operation of Qiantian Tongming. As long as we can hold on for another half an hour, the alien army will collapse without a fight!"

"You...you are really stubborn!" Yu Shen held it in for a long time and was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Shi Dangliu stood solemnly with his hands hanging down, and finally sighed.

"Wei Han, you have to be careful." Shi Dangliu bowed solemnly to his student.

"Teacher, don't worry!"

Fang Weihan jumped down from the 15-meter-high city wall. The cyclone of blood and energy under his feet slowed down the impact, and he fell to the ground like a meteor.

"boom!"

Fang Weihan's body smashed the roof of a low building like a cannonball and jumped out from the smoke and rubble.

"Chen Yuxian, take two thousand inner guards and follow me! The rest of you stay and help the Jinwu Guards guard Jianyuan Gate!"

"Here!"

Fang Weihan found his warhorse and was about to whip it when he heard someone shouting:
"Guardian! Guardian!"

He was a messenger led by Yu Hou.

"The core of the Qiantian Tongming formation was destroyed by Wang Tun, and we can't restart the Qiantian Tongming!" he said anxiously.

Fang Weihan's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. There was a chill behind his neck.

The worst has already happened.

This military operation was a complete gamble. He took all his chips to the battlefield just to seek a chance of victory.

But now, he lost the bet.

"Wang Tun..." Fang Weihan repeated the name with gritted teeth.

This damn old fox, he could actually calculate all this before me?
Could it be that... there is a spy planted by the Uehara Wang family among the generals led by the Eastern Palace Guards?

Anxiety and uneasiness lingered in his heart. Fang Weihan took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.

If the Qiantian Tongming cannot be restarted, the Great Zhou army will never be a match for the alien races.

The city wall has been breached. The only option now is to give up Changming.

But before that, he must find Fang Tang first! Otherwise, everything he did today would be meaningless.

……

……

"boom!"

The aftermath of the blood and energy exploded beside Fang Tang, and the Changming stone bricks were lifted up like a meadow. The broken stone chips hurt the girl's delicate face.

Amid the flying sand and rocks, Fang Tang struggled to open his eyes and could vaguely see the flash of swords and shadows of knives.

"Protect His Highness! Protect His Highness!" The voices of the Luantai Guards were heard incessantly.

Fang Tang pushed away the Luantai guard who came to support her and looked at the scattered foreign soldiers who had broken through the Zhou army's defense line.

She grasped the heavy hilt of the Xuan Yao Sword with both hands and pulled it out with force.

The girl silently recited her heart formula, and the star power rippled on the tip of the sword, from tiny to dazzling.

The technique of condensing clouds and gathering rain, released with full force.

She trembled as she raised the sword, but she was determined and unswerving.

The Xuan Yao sword pierced into the chest of the alien soldier, and the pumping blood stained the girl's fair profile. The flying blood foam reflected her trembling pupils.

This was her first time killing someone.

Little did they know how much shock Fang Tang's action brought to the surrounding Great Zhou soldiers!
They saw that Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was usually elegant and quiet with a perfect and generous smile, was actually wielding a sword and fighting with their fellow soldiers today!

The country has fallen to this point, and the crown prince of a country has also gone to the battlefield in person. The remaining blood in the chests of all the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty rushed to their heads.

"kill!"

"Fight them!"

"Protect Her Royal Highness the Princess! Protect Changming!"

The morale of the Zhou army was greatly boosted, and they shouted and fought with the foreign soldiers. For a time, they even pushed the front line back a few points.

Fang Tang was breathing heavily, her hair was disheveled and covered in dust, and she looked so disheveled that she didn't look like the Princess Changming of the past at all.

She stared at the open city gate in the distance, thinking:

Just a little bit more, just a little bit more...

She will be able to recapture the new city gate soon, and then Changming will be able to defend it...

"boom!"

With the roar of blood, the line of the Great Zhou soldiers was instantly broken.

Murderous auras and fierce lights rose above the bodies of the alien soldiers. All of them swelled slightly, their eyes were bloodshot, and they rushed back like mad beasts.

Three men rode tall horses and marched towards the gap in the Great Zhou's defense line. The foreign soldiers crouched down and bypassed them, charging towards the Great Zhou soldiers.

They are masters of the Yuwen tribe, two of them are sixth-turn Mingwu and one is sixth-turn Shengzhu.

The appearance of these three people completely crushed the Great Zhou's front, which had just begun to gain momentum.

Fang Tang stared at the three people who appeared at the last moment, his heart filled with resentment and unwillingness.

Obviously... just a little bit.

We have tried our best, and they have sacrificed their lives for this country. But why... we still cannot eliminate these invaders?

Based on... do they have the sixth level of cultivation?

Just based on... this?

Why doesn't she have any cultivation? Why can't she practice even though she has good fortune? Why does it have to be her?
She wanted to protect her subjects from being slaughtered by invaders, and she wanted to protect her country from being trampled by foreigners. But why... Heaven would not allow it?
"Such an emperor... Such an emperor, what kind of emperor is he!" said the girl tremblingly.

Fang Tang bit his lips tightly, and the taste of blood filled his mouth.

"Your Highness, please retreat quickly! It will be too late if you don't leave now! I will cover your rear!" Feng Xi rushed to her side and said urgently.

"Protect His Highness and retreat! Quickly!"

The loyal Luantai guards surrounded Fang Tang and retreated to the rear.

But Yuwen clan leader Yuwen Xian did not intend to give them this opportunity.

He raised the saber in his hand and slashed at Fang Tang from a distance, and blood rushed towards him like a rushing river.

Fang Tang saw the contempt on his face, that was the contempt a sixth-turn cultivator had towards mortals.

Fang Tang saw General Feng coming forward with a sword, and was shocked to the point of vomiting blood and flying back.

Fang Tang saw that the Luantai Guards were scattered and withered like withered flowers.

In just a moment, the knife light was right in front of him.

"I haven't saved this country yet, I haven't avenged my mother yet, and I haven't... said sorry to him yet."

"why?"

"I……"

Like an illusion, she heard the howling of the wind.

"Qiang!"

A bright silver sword as brilliant as moonlight came from the side, carrying a majestic starry cyclone and colliding head-on with the rushing knife light.

Ju Men swordsmanship, returning to its original simplicity.

Under the torrent of time, the sword light disappeared completely.

Fang Tang's vision blurred and her body instantly fell into an embrace that was so familiar that it made her tremble all over.

"Eastern Palace Guards, attack!" Chen Yuxian's roar was accompanied by the explosion of the Liuhuo Gun.

The familiar person put her in a corner.

"Your Highness, I'm late, I'm sorry." Fang Weihan said softly, "Don't be afraid, you are safe."

Tears flowed out uncontrollably, and she tried to open her eyes wide, but she couldn't see his appearance clearly.

In a trance, she seemed to be back in the fire in Beigong.

That day, the teacher held her face in his hands and whispered to her, "Don't be afraid, you won't die."

Time goes round and round, and finally returns to the starting point. She has never left, just as he has never changed, everything is just a part of the endless cycle of participation.

"me……"

Tears flowed across the blood-stained face, across the pale lips, and finally turned into thousands of words that the girl could not say, and shattered together.

"sorry."

She huddled in the corner, pulling at his sleeve tightly, sobbing.

"Sorry……"

(End of this chapter)

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