Chapter 163: Fight to Support the War!

When it comes to this, it has completely reached the edge of breaking up.

Eunuch Wu will not back down, because what he brings this time is an imperial edict. Since it is an imperial edict, there are only two results, obey the edict or resist the edict.

If it was the former, Murong Jiu would have withdrawn his troops, at least giving up Boulder City and Baiye City, and slowly ceased the war in the name of rest and recuperation.

The latter, resisting the decree and disrespecting it, is tantamount to giving the other party greater leverage.

"How much effort have we put in and how many brothers' lives have we achieved today? As long as we capture Blackwater City, I will definitely be able to overthrow the Scarlet Moon Dynasty within two years. But at this juncture, you are telling me to withdraw?"

Murong Jiu's eyes were deep. He pointed at the injuries on his body and said word by word, "I know what your Majesty is afraid of. It is simply that he is afraid that I will welcome back the former prince and threaten his throne."

"You are brave!"

Eunuch Wu's expression changed and he shouted angrily, "How dare you arrange for His Majesty to be so rude? Do you believe that His Majesty has issued an imperial decree to chop off your head?"

"Who in the entire Sword Dynasty can chop off my head?"

Murong Jiu sneered and asked, "Eunuch Wu, I am different from you. You are a loyal and good dog. Without His Majesty, you would not be where you are today. But I joined the army when I was seven years old. I am a young general and I have been able to reach where I am today step by step. It was obtained with my blood and my life. I am not loyal to him, I am loyal to the Sword Dynasty. No matter who is in that position, I can get to this point, but you... no!"

Eunuch Wu's face turned pale. He had never expected Murong Jiu to be so stubborn and talk back to him directly.

No, this is not talking back to yourself, this is disobedience!

"Well, Murong Jiu, Your Majesty represents the Sword Dynasty today. If you disrespect His Majesty, it is rebellion and treason!"

Eunuch Wu pointed at Murong Jiu with hatred in his eyes.

"No, I'll take the order."

Murong Jiu stretched out his hand to take the imperial edict and said calmly, "It's just that the current conditions don't allow it. The other party is chasing after me. I can't withdraw even if I want to!"

In an instant, loud shouts of killing came from outside. It was the Chiyue Dynasty who was coming to kill them.

"When they are defeated, I will definitely retreat."

Murong Jiu smiled, looking like he was cutting meat.

"Okay, very good!"

Eunuch Wu doesn't know that Murong Jiu's thoughts are nothing more than procrastination. If the king's life will be compromised, there is nothing you can do about him.

Can you really fight him?

What a joke!

"The words have been brought to our family. How you choose is your business, General Murong, so you can take care of yourself."

Eunuch Wu sneered and left Boulder City.

"Brothers, follow me to fight."

Murong Jiu suddenly tied the cloak tightly around his chest, strangled the wound, and then strode outside.

Fang Qingyang's eyes were condensed, and he also strode out.

Viewed from the city wall, a large area of ​​enemy troops was as densely packed and black as the tide.

However, all the defenders raised their faces and fought high.

They never give up!

"Kill me!"

Murong Jiu shouted loudly and took the lead to rush out, colliding with the enemy's general in the air. With a loud noise, terrifying air waves surged around, and the void cracked wantonly wherever it passed.

This is a battle between powerful princes!

You come and I go!

All the soldiers were in a fighting stance, but none of them took action. They looked up into the sky. The generals of both sides were dueling before the battle.

Their victory or defeat will bring about completely different changes in their own morale.

Murong Jiu had a powerful physique, and even though he was seriously injured, he suppressed his opponent. With consecutive attacks, he beat the opponent back steadily.

They are both princes in the Mysterious Life Realm, but there are differences in their strengths and weaknesses!

Murong Jiu is undoubtedly a top-notch existence!

In the end, it was Murong Jiu who had the last laugh. As he punched out, hitting the enemy coach in the back, he was suddenly hit to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust.

"General..."

A group of powerful men from the Scarlet Moon Dynasty quickly gathered around, their faces turning pale.

"Don't worry about me, he's just a weakling, so what if I let him take advantage first? Kill him for me, and I'll be the one to restrict him!"

The coach sneered, waved his hand, and attacked again.

The war begins!

Fang Qingyang was in the battle formation, and he did not stand out alone like last time. Last time, the opponent was just a vanguard with limited strength. This time, there were many magical powers mixed in.

Once you become the target of public criticism, you will have to shed your skin even if you die!

The sound of fighting shook the sky, dyeing the scorching sun that had just risen red!

Rivers of blood flowed and mountains of corpses piled up.

The army led by Murong Jiu was a real force of iron-blooded killing. Several Northern Expeditions had already proven this, so even if this battle was very difficult, no one took a step back.

The battle lasted for a whole day. Even Fang Qingyang was exhausted twice and had to rely on pills to replenish his strength.

The Chiyue Dynasty finally retreated, leaving behind mountains of corpses.

Murong Jiu took off his cloak and armor and walked into the city expressionlessly.

"Count the wounded."

He only left these four words and walked into the camp.

Fang Qingyang was lying on the ground, too lazy to move. He had been unable to hold on to his spiritual energy several times during this battle and was almost promoted, but he held it back in order to get the reward of being at the top of the rankings.

In the battle, he personally killed no fewer than twenty supernatural beings!

"If this kind of battle happens twice more, I'm afraid... I won't be able to restrain myself from getting promoted."

Fang Qingyang smiled helplessly.

Beside him, Zhang Baoxuan screamed in pain.

He was equally brave in battle, but he did not have Fang Qingyang's strong physique. He could rely on a burst of energy to survive the pain during the battle, but not after the war.

"Why does it hurt so much? I have never suffered so many injuries in my life."

Zhang Baoxuan looked miserable and was throbbing in pain.

"Fang Qingyang, general, please come over."

A captain came over to deliver a message.

Fang Qingyang stood up with support on his injured body and walked into the tent.

"This imperial edict is just the beginning, not the end."

Murong Jiu was half lying on the seat. He was seriously injured, but his eyes were still cold and sharp. "The emperor has decided to let me have a truce. If I continue, I am afraid that even food, pills and other logistics will not be guaranteed."

"So, Uncle Murong is going to retreat?"

Fang Qingyang gritted his teeth, feeling helpless, but he also knew Murong Jiu's difficulties.

"No."

Murong Jiu shook his head, "I just want to ask you, are you willing to continue? Sooner or later, the essence and blood drawn from the sacrifice array in Blackwater City will be sent to the Yaochi Holy Land. If they really succeed, then we will too It failed and all these years of blood were wasted!”

"So, what does Uncle Murong mean?"

Fang Qingyang's mind moved.

"I am here to inform you that I have a special mission for you."

Murong Jiu said word by word, "Even if the supply of elixirs is cut off, I will not give in easily. My choice is... to feed war with war!"