"Your Majesty, Changning City is broken!"

When an extremely excited voice came into Ning Taiping's ears, it pulled back his somewhat distracted thoughts, but there was no smile on his face.

"If I'm not mistaken, there's nothing left in the city, right?"

This may be one of the reasons why Ning Taiping is in a bad mood, because he has already guessed the other party's plan.

If his previous arrow didn't hit the messenger bird, the other party would definitely get the news of the fall of Golden Wind City.

This is extremely bad news for the Golden Wind Country, but it is great news for the Xuanyang Kingdom, since this is the case, then why does the other party still have to defend this doomed Changning City?

"Your Majesty is like a god, Lu Mingyang not only took away all the remaining soldiers, but even the people of the whole city evacuated early, at this moment, the fire in the city is everywhere, and all the supplies are burned clean!"

Hearing the first words of the man, many people had strange faces, Ning Taiping glanced at the man lightly, and saw that this person's heart was a little hairy, and secretly said that he was just telling the truth and was it wrong?

"I always feel like you're mocking me!"

Ning Taiping didn't say this, because he knew that this herald didn't know the news of the fall of the Golden Wind Kingdom, and judging from the battle record alone, the attack on Changning City was indeed a big victory.

But in the hearts of those of them who understand the truth of the facts, the so-called information is like a god, which is really a strong mockery.

It's just that Ning Taiping can't attack a herald who doesn't know the truth, and he is really depressed.

"Spread the decree, the army will not rest, and directly send troops to Tianyang City!"

Ning Taiping took a deep breath, and as soon as these words came out, the herald raised his head with an incredulous face, and secretly said that after such a tragic battle, he didn't even give him a day to rest?

It's just that this person knows the anxiety in the heart of His Majesty the monarch, the current rush time is completely different from the previous rush time, that is one more delay, the more danger of the whole army being wiped out.

Ning Taiping clearly knew that the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion would not really wait in the capital of Jinfeng Country all the time, maybe he would have already waved his army south, waiting for the army of Lu Mingyang, the king of Zhendong, to attack him back and forth.

Even when the time comes, those who will go south with the Shenji Battalion may also have the families of these generals and ministers around him, but at that time, he may not be able to turn the tide under the defeat of the army.

For today's plan, it is to capture Xuanyang City first, and maybe use the lives of the Xuanyang Lu family, or the Zhao family of the Prime Minister's Mansion, to let the Shenji Battalion throw a rat trap.

After all, Ning Taiping clearly knew that Guan Xu, the Confucian general of the Shenji Battalion, was a proud disciple of Zhao Qidong, the prime minister of Xuanyang, in the early years, and later cultivated both civil and military.

After thinking about this, Ning Taiping was a little impatient, as for whether those low-level soldiers were tired or not, it was not within his consideration.

Even if it is death, he must be the first to come to Tianyang City.

Seeing that Ning Taiping had no intention of changing his mind, the herald could only respectfully retreat and pass the order himself, and a group of generals and ministers also withdrew from this big tent one after another.

They all knew that His Majesty the monarch was in a very bad mood, so they didn't want to touch this bad head, so they should think about what they needed to do in the future.

What a mess.

"Imperial Ancestor, is there really no way?"

Until everyone withdrew from the king's tent for a long time, Ning Taiping stared at the tent door for another long time, and suddenly a soft question sounded from his mouth, as if he was talking to himself.

And just after Ning Taiping's voice fell, there was suddenly a figure in the king's tent.

His face looked extremely old, but his aura was extremely majestic, and he was not even under Gu Tiancheng, the ancestor of the Gu family.

If there is an outsider here, I am afraid that he will be surprised when he hears what Ning Taiping calls that person.

I am afraid that there is only one who can make Ning Taiping call the word "Imperial Ancestor", right?

And as we all know, Ning Taiping's imperial ancestor died many years ago, and the news of his death is probably even more certain than Gu Tiancheng, why is he in this king's tent today?

"It seems that we have all underestimated the heritage of Xuanyang Kingdom!"

The old imperial ancestor sighed slightly, but in his tone, he couldn't hear too much depression, and he didn't seem to care too much about the life and death of the royal family of the Ning clan of the Golden Wind Country.

The royal family is the most ruthless, the Ning royal family where he was back then, and the current Ning royal family, in fact, are quite discordant, this so-called imperial ancestor, and Ning Taiping cannot be regarded as the same branch.

If Ning Taiping hadn't found a special kind of heaven and earth treasure that allowed this imperial ancestor to increase his longevity for decades, he would not have been willing to spend his energy for this.

"Imperial Ancestor, you are a powerhouse of the Six Realms, can you sneak into Tianyang City......

Ning Taiping raised his head suddenly, he didn't finish his words, but he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his neck, and the emperor naturally understood what he meant for the first time.

Now Ning Taiping has become a lone army, and his only chance is to take Tianyang City, but now he is really a little jealous of Lu Mingyang, the king of Zhendong.

If this Emperor Ancestor of the Great Grandmaster of the Six Realms Consummation could pick Lu Mingyang's head unknowingly, then he would no longer have any worries.

The leaderless Xuanyang Kingdom will also become vulnerable.

As for the Xuanyang Shenji Battalion in the rear, it will become a lone army like him at that time, so that his ambition of Ning Taiping may be realized one day.

"I can only say that there is a chance, but I am not completely sure!"

However, the words that came out of the mouth of the Emperor Ancestor made Ning Taiping a little disappointed, because he heard what the Emperor Ancestor meant, and he didn't want to take this risk.

It is also said that this emperor has finally extended his life span for decades with the help of some natural treasures, and he will never joke with his life.

It is not that there are no powerhouses of the Six Realms on the Xuanyang Kingdom, and as time goes by, this imperial ancestor is actually a little jealous of the Xuanyang Kingdom.

What if the other party will plan and set up a plan waiting for him?

Assassinating a great martial arts master in the same realm, even if the emperor ancestor is the consummation of the Six Realms and Lu Mingyang is the Xiaocheng of the Six Realms, it is not an easy thing to do.

When the time comes, it alarms the strong man of Tianyang City, then the probability of him being besieged is also very great, the martial artist of the Six Realms can not fly to the sky after all, and the ants can also bite the elephant to death.

"Let's go according to the original plan first, if there is a chance, I will shoot!"

It seemed that seeing the trace of dissatisfaction in Ning Taiping's eyes, the emperor could only open his mouth to comfort him, but such words naturally could not make Ning Taiping truly satisfied.

But now, it is impossible for him to order this imperial ancestor, and he can't beat it, so he can only take one step at a time.

There was at least one powerhouse of the Six Realms by his side, and he asked himself if it was okay to save his life.

A vague conversation ended like this, and what Ning Taiping had to do next was to take Tianyang City as quickly as possible, which was his only way out.

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In the next half a month, on the road from Changning City to Tianyang City, there were only some empty cities left, and Ning Taiping almost did not lose anything, so he seized control of these cities.

Surrendering without a fight was originally the best strategy for a war, but Ning Taiping, who had been in several cities in a row, did not have such a feeling at all, only a sense of grievance that punched the cotton with all his might.

Fortunately, although Ning Taiping was depressed, this situation had already been expected by him, and he knew that the troops of the entire Xuanyang Kingdom should be gathered in Tianyang City, and that would be a tough battle.

Almost all the soldiers and civilians of the Xuanyang Kingdom were paying attention to this final battle, until this day came, and the 500,000 Golden Wind army finally came to Tianyang City.

At the north gate of Tianyang City, Lu Mingyang, the king of Zhendong, was dressed in armor, and his face looked a little dignified, as if he could see through the sky the Golden Wind Monarch in the distance below.

"Uncle Yue, where is the Shenji Battalion?"

Lu Mingyang withdrew his gaze, and then asked softly, after this voice came out, everyone next to him pricked up their ears, and they all wanted to hear an answer for the first time.

Prime Minister Zhao Qidong was originally stationed in this Tianyang City, and because of Lu Xun's relationship, he also had some contact with Tingxinlou.

The intelligence speed of Tingxinlou is much faster than that of Xuanyang Kingdom's own intelligence.

Lu Mingyang also knew that Zhao Qidong had only gone to Tingxinlou before, and he should have known the location of the Shenji Battalion, so he couldn't wait to ask it, and he didn't bother to wait for his information.

"In less than three days, we will be able to arrive!"

The eight words that came out of Zhao Qidong's mouth made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, it was impossible for Tianyang City to not even be able to keep it for three days, right?

Due to the preparation of Prime Minister Zhao Qidong, Tianyang City is now full of grain and grass, and countless defensive equipment has been prepared.

It's just that the golden wind army outside obviously has no way to retreat, and the so-called mourning soldiers will win, not just talking.

Ning Taiping, who is desperate, how crazy he will be, they all have some imagination and speculation.

If there is no Shenji Battalion, Tianyang City can be defended for a while, but it cannot be said to be a stable victory, and it may even be attacked by the crazy Ning Taiping.

At that time, the advantages established by the Shenji Battalion will be gone.

"Did you hear that?"

After getting the answer he wanted, Lu Mingyang stretched out his hand and pulled out the king sword on his waist, and then shouted in a deep voice: "Three days later, it will be victory!" ”

Woowoo......

When Lu Mingyang's shouting just fell, a high-pitched horn sounded in the Golden Wind army outside the north gate.

A group of Golden Wind soldiers came out of the crowd and began this siege battle.

As soon as the battle began, the moat was filled again and again, and the defenders dug it up again and again.

Among the dead and wounded, there is no need to go into details.