Chapter 133 The Verge of Breaking Down
At this moment, the middle-aged man had already finished reading the secret letter, stroked his short beard, and said lightly: "There is news from those people on the other side, the princess will only stay here for one day, and she will not stay for a moment." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info There is a princess to make a move, no matter how much he Song Zining arranges a backhand, it doesn't work. The matter is so decided, just wait for the queen to arrive in the evening, we will do it immediately. ā
Gu Liyu opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak. Seeing that they have a thousand reasons, these people will never listen to more. He came from a humble background, but he was even more arrogant, and he snorted heavily, without looking back, and strode out of the tent.
The faces of a few people in the tent naturally couldn't see where to go, and one of them sneered and said, "A dog's leg, you really think of yourself as a thing?"
The voice of this sentence was not small, enough for Gu Liyu to hear it clearly, and the green aura on his face suddenly became a little heavier.
Blackstream City, the base of the Dark Fire. Song Zining sat in the study, silently pondering. Bursts of noise kept coming from the window, breaking the silence of the room.
The city was full of people at the moment, almost chaotic. The army of the dark race is less than a hundred kilometers away, and the number of opponents will reach as high as 50,000 in another day, although most of them are cannon fodder, but this scale is not something that a single division can stop. Even in the history of the founding of Blackstream, there had never been a battle of this level.
After the adventurers and mercenaries in the city got the news, many of them immediately wanted to flee from the city. Once Blackstream City is breached, staying in the city is a dead end. However, Song Zining had already given the order one step ahead and directly closed the four doors, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.
The Great War is imminent, and of course the dark race spies cannot be given a chance to pass freely. Song Zining's response was not unpleasant, but there were still people in the city who were panicked, rumors were spreading, and in order to strengthen the city defense, the dark fire warriors were mobilized everywhere, and the entire city was restless for a while.
In addition, there are some rumors that it is said that the dark race is here to gather such a military force for Song Zining, and as long as he is handed over, the dark race will withdraw its troops.
Together, this rumor quickly spread throughout the city. In normal times, Song Zining's identity is enough to make people think about it. But now that the dark army is pressing, it is an imminent crisis. If Song Zining is handed over, even if he will face the tragic revenge of Song Valve, it will be after today. But if you don't hand over people, the whole city will be slaughtered immediately when the city is broken. That's the difference between dying early or dying late.
Rumors spread like a little prairie fire, and no one has ever delved into whether their contents are true or not, and people's hearts have become more and more uneasy. Friction began to arise between adventurers, mercenaries and Darkfire warriors in the city, and after more than a dozen large and small conflicts broke out one after another, they gradually evolved from disputes to hands-on.
In the study, Song Zining was still sitting quietly. Separated by a wall, he could vaguely hear the chaos and noise in the city, but he seemed to be completely unconscious, his straight body did not move at all, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his thoughts wandered somewhere. It took him a long time to get up slowly, walk to the side of the long several, and pour a cup of tea.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, Duan Hao walked in, and said in a deep voice: "Qi Shao, I have found more than a dozen people who spread that rumor, and sure enough, many of them are inextricably related to the Nangong family. However, there are still a few people who can't be sure if the source of the rumors is for the time being, and I have already sent someone to keep an eye on them, what do you think about how to deal with them?" The strategic node he is responsible for is the closest to Blackstream City, and he was only urgently summoned back the evening before yesterday, so he doesn't want to encounter this situation as soon as he enters the city.
Song Zining held the cup of the Azure Kiln in his hand and warmed it, and after the aroma was completely overflowing, he slowly drank a cup of tea, and Fang said lightly: "Since you have found out, let's kill them all." ā
Duan Hao was taken aback, "Qi Shao, isn't this appropriate? Some people in it can't conclude that they are the masterminds......
Song Zining said indifferently: "In extraordinary times, it doesn't matter if you do extraordinary things or not. Now the hearts of the people in the city are fluctuating, not to mention counting on their combat strength, do they have to be distracted and vigilant when fighting? Moreover, if the city is really broken, it will be a hundred thousand people to be buried with them. You still don't understand such a simple truth?"
Duan Hao had been following Song Zining for many years before coming to Dark Fire, and he knew the true nature of this seventh young man very well, and knew that the more angry he was in his heart, the calmer he was on the surface. Just looking at Song Zining's eyebrows now, he was indifferent, as quiet as water, and knew that he was extremely angry. When Duan Hao smiled bitterly, he bowed down and exited the door to do errands.
A moment later, in a downtown area of Blackstream City, a thin man was suddenly grabbed out of the crowd by several wolf-like Dark Fire Warriors and forcibly pressed to his knees.
The man was not so alarmed, but shouted, "Why are you arresting me?
An officer sneered: "Misleading the public with false words is the way to death." Let's go on the road with peace of mind!"
Seeing the officer take out his pistol, the man finally realized that something was wrong, and struggled desperately, shouting: "Do you know who Lao Tzu is? I am a direct member of the Nangong family, you dare to touch me as a mere untouchable, I will let your whole family die!"
The officer sneered, pulled the trigger, and the large-caliber bullet instantly shattered half of the man's head.
In the crowd of onlookers, several people immediately quietly retreated. Such a scene happened in more than a dozen places throughout the city at the same time. Everyone in the city was in danger for a while, and most of the whispering momentum of the idlers in the streets and alleys was suddenly extinguished.
Song Zining stood on a lookout in the dark fire, watched the execution scene from a distance, and instructed Song Hu who was standing behind him: "Set up a banquet tonight and call all the leading people in the city over." As long as the powerful people post all the posts, the identity is not important. ā
Song Hu is quite good at arranging this kind of thing, and it doesn't leak. At nightfall, dozens of people had gathered in the hall of the dark fire and sat at several seats. These people can be said to be three sects and nine streams in one place, including the representatives of the big clans, the captains of various teams participating in the bloody battle, the leaders of mercenary groups, and even the leaders of the two underground forces of Blackstream City.
These two people are the leaders to put it nicely, but in fact they are the bosses of the gangsters, and they are usually not qualified to step into the dark fire gate. However, although they are humble, they are like the shadow of the city, and they have a lot of secret channels and news, so Song Hu also brought them over half-invited and half-forced.
The identities and status of dozens of people at the banquet are vastly different, and it is almost impossible to get together in normal times, but now they are gathered together, and they are naturally a little embarrassed by each other.
When everyone arrived, Song Zining was dressed in a gorgeous costume, shaking the folding fan leisurely, and slowly walked into the seat, with a flirtatious smile between his handsome eyebrows. Behind him, followed by a whole row of maids, all of them tender and sweet, which made many natives of the eternal night open their eyes.
Song Zining picked up the wine, raised his glass to everyone, and said with a smile: "It's rare for you to appreciate your face, so I will do it first as a respect!"
After saying that, he drank it all, and everyone also raised their glasses, and then toasted two glasses in a row, and three glasses of wine, and the atmosphere in the banquet was suddenly much more relaxed and warm.
However, some people have a slight disdain in their eyes, they are mostly from the world, looking at this Song Zining is clearly a slippery gentleman, who has been rumored to be all kinds of wise and martial arts before, obviously just bragging about it.
After three rounds of wine, two rounds of dishes, and those beautiful maids also shuttled between the banquets several times.
Song Zining saw that the heat was almost over, so he got up, saluted everyone, and said with a smile: "Ben Shao is from Song Valve, everyone knows it." This high-door valve is nothing more than two points. First, there are many people, and second, it is a good face and a grudge. It's not easy to come to Blackstream City once, and I'm always embarrassed to be beaten away directly, right? ā
After a pause, Song Zining smiled even more, and said word by word: "If the Black Stream City is lost, the day the city is broken will be the time of your death." At that time, no matter if you take the money from the Zhang family, the Li family, or the Nangong family, you won't have the life to spend it. ā
There was a moment in the hall where the embroidery needles could be heard on the ground, and then there was an uproar. No one expected Song Zining to say such a thing, such a naked and straightforward threat, which is equivalent to completely tearing the skin and leaving no room at all.
Everyone was shocked and angry, and someone shouted out at the moment: "Song Zining, how can you Song Valve be so domineering?"
Song Zining still smiled, "I, Song Valve, am overbearing, what is this gentleman's opinion? In fact, it can be a little more domineering, do you want to see it?"
The man's face turned pale, and cold sweat came down from his forehead. Except for killing on the spot, what could be more domineering?
Song Zining looked around, and beyond his gaze, everyone bowed their heads one after another. Even if a few of these people are from the world, compared with Song Zining, their identities are also heaven and earth, whether they are really convinced or fake to bow their heads, as long as they have a little brain, they will not be the first to come out at this time.
But there are many people, and there is always something different. In the oppressive silence, a person whispered: "Song Valve is acting so strong and domineering, isn't he afraid that his reputation will be damaged?"
Song Zining folded the fan and closed his mouth, chuckled, and said to the man: "You have received a lot of money from the Nangong family, and you are ready to sell me and Heiliu City together, but now you are worried about Song Valve's reputation?"
The man's face changed suddenly, and he reluctantly said, "Song Qigongzi said that he laughed......"
Before he could finish his sentence, a short knife suddenly appeared in the hand of a maid serving wine next to him, and then the cold light flashed, and a person's head flew high! This knife slashed extremely fast, and the man's body still sat upright, and blood spurted out of his neck like a fountain, splashing the faces of the people at the same table.
A drop of blood flew extraordinarily far and landed on Song Zining's cheek, his originally gentle smile was as dazzling as the flames of hell in an instant.
This banquet did not end until late at night. When everyone left, they learned the news that the army of the dark race had arrived outside the city and was laying out the siege.
At this point, the hearts of the people in the city were at peace. There was still hope of escape when the army of the dark race did not arrive, and now it would be a dead end to go out of the city. The four dark races have their own strengths, but their speed is not weak, and if they want to compete with them in the wilderness, it is purely looking for death. The advantage of the Terrans has always been to hold on to the city with the help of mechanical power.
In the Black Stream City, the defense has been arranged, and strong fortifications are stationed in all key areas, facing the dark army outside the city, and the battle situation is about to break out.
When Song Hu hurriedly walked into the study, Song Zining was still interested and was practicing calligraphy. Long pieces of rice paper hung from the wall to the ground, and he stood on his elbows, dripping with ink, each stroke like a sonorous sword, as if it were about to penetrate the paper.
"Seven Shao, the dark army has begun to move, and in another hour at most, it will be about to attack the city. ā
Song Zining sighed, put down the pen, and said slowly: "It's almost time, come here, give me armor!"