"Yan Shun has the power of life and death over my brother Sikong and even the Nine-Nine Legion..."
"However, if the matter becomes so big that the entire Long Night Black Burning Army knows about it, someone can suppress Yan Shun. After all, Yan Shun is not only the deputy commander, but also the head coach of the Long Night Black Burning Army."
Having said this, Sui Yu stopped talking and persuaded hundreds of prisoners to surrender.
He only knows that the good show has just begun, and Brother Sikong will become famous in one battle!
…
Here, Lan Zhuanghe heard the crazy pursuit behind him and said angrily: "Hurry, hurry up, we must return to the castle immediately."
He was already frightened, and of course he didn't know that there were only three thousand cavalry chasing him behind.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the forest in front of the Langzhuang River, like ghostly shadows floating in the dark night.
Immediately afterwards, a thick voice sounded: "General Lan, where are you going in such a hurry?"
As soon as he said these words, Lan Zhuanghe frantically pulled his horse to a stop. In the dark night, he couldn't see clearly who the figure in front of him was. He could only see countless figures in the distance, as if there were countless weapons and bows and arrows pointing at him.
"Who are you? Which legion are you from?" Lan Zhuanghe couldn't help but ask.
At this time, another female voice sounded: "Lan Zhuanghe, of course we are from the 99th Army Corps. We have been waiting here for you for a long time."
The sound was like a female ghost in the dark, extremely terrifying.
Lan Zhuanghe felt chills all over his body and shouted strangely: "You are Ning Jingjing's female soldiers, why are you here?"
"Hahaha……"
"Why can't we be here? Since we want to catch turtles in a urn, of course we have to kill you completely." The female voice let out a strange giggle, which made the whole body of Lanzhuang River on the opposite side tremble.
Trap, this is a trap again, the Nine-Nine Legion doesn’t want me to return to the castle.
Thinking of this, Lan Zhuanghe gritted his teeth, looked at the pursuers behind him and shouted: "Detour, quickly detour!"
As he said that, 50,000 people took a detour like crazy...
On the opposite side, there were all kinds of shouts of killing, but when the figures in the darkness chased them out, they suddenly stopped. I saw that these people were all very young, only one of them was older, and he was Su Zhenglong!
Of course they are the people from the 99th Army Preparatory Battalion, and they are used to scare the Lanzhuang River to bypass the route.
The female voice just now was... Su Yuexian.
Soon, the three thousand cavalrymen who were chasing Lanzhuanghe arrived.
They looked at each other with Su Zhenglong and other reserve battalion soldiers, showing mutual understanding. After hugging each other, the three thousand cavalrymen continued to pursue and kill them with deliberate momentum.
Shortly after Lanzhuang River was frightened into taking a detour, Sikong Jing and more than 20,000 cavalrymen had already reached the Ninety-sixth Castle.
At this time, the Ninety-Six Castle was almost empty.
Therefore, Sikong Jing and other experts rushed to the city wall without thinking, and then opened the city gate from the inside.
More than 20,000 people rushed into the castle in an instant, frightening the soldiers who were left behind, but they were all captured.
Then Sikong Jing gave an order, and everyone finished setting up and waited for Lan Zhuanghe's return.
A quarter of an hour later, the Lanzhuang River arrived as expected.
Sikong Jing then ordered the city gate to be opened and let them in. Lan Zhuanghe, who found nothing, let out a long sigh of relief...
"Mom, I'm finally back in the city."
"Ning Jingjing, Sikong Jing... no matter how careful your plans are, I, Lanzhuanghe, will still be undefeated."
After returning to the city, Lan Zhuanghe became arrogant again. With the castle as a defense, he was more confident.
"Next, I want to see how you attack my city. I failed last time, and I will never fall into your trap again this time."
"I must fight back..."
Speaking of this, Lan Zhuanghe strode towards the command hall of the city tower, preparing to welcome the soldiers and horses of the Nine-Nine Legion. He had already prepared lines to mock the Nine-Nine Legion in his heart!
But when he just stepped into the command hall of the tower, he was dumbfounded.
The whole person seemed to be frozen into an ice sculpture.
The generals of the Ninety-Six Castles who followed him were also dumbfounded. They saw that the command hall was full of people, and the person sitting in the center was not Sikong Jing, who else could it be?
Damn it, is this a human or a ghost?
"Lanzhuanghe, we meet again." Sikong Jing took a sip of tea and stared at Lanzhuanghe with a smile.
Clang, clang, clang...
Then the generals of the Ninety-Nine Legion in the command hall drew out their weapons and pointed them at Lan Zhuanghe and others, and soldiers of the Ninety-Ninth Legion suddenly appeared outside the back hall one after another.
They sneered again and again, and had murderous intentions!
thump……
Except for Lan Zhuanghe, the other generals of the Ninety-sixth Army, who were half-dead from exhaustion, sat down on the ground one after another, their faces pale.
At this moment they knew that they were completely defeated!
At the same time, before the soldiers of the 96th Legion who had just sat down on the ground outside had a chance to take a few breaths, swords were placed on their necks...
"If you don't want to die, just raise your hands!"
A group of soldiers of the Ninety-sixth Legion raised their hands in confusion, and then their weapons were immediately confiscated.
Although the number of people on the Ninety-Nine Legion side is somewhat smaller, the situation has been resolved and the enemy has no intention of resisting anymore.
In particular, when Lan Zhuanghe and all the generals of the Ninety-sixth Legion were escorted out of the tower by Sikong Jing, all the fifty thousand soldiers and horses of the Ninety-sixth Legion plopped down and sat down.
Each one of them looked pale and defeated. They were defeated inexplicably.
They thought about all the situations in their minds, but they couldn't figure out how they were defeated. Why did it seem like there were so many people in the Nine-Ninth Army along the way? But they obviously only had 30,000 people!
At this time, Sikong Jing walked out step by step and walked in front of the tied up Lan Zhuanghe.
"Lan Zhuanghe, can you kneel down and beg for mercy now?"
Following Sikong Jing's words, Lan Zhuanghe's neck was pressed with swords by two lieutenants, and his teeth gnashed loudly.
"Young Canglongyu boy, you are dreaming!"
"Then again, so what if you win? Do you dare to kill me?"
"Don't you dare..."
"No matter how we attack each other, we are still members of the Long Night Black Burning Army. You must not kill anyone."
Even now, Lanzhuanghe still looks self-righteous. They are not a real hostile force.
"And as long as Yan Shuai knows about it, he will definitely come to save me..."
"The person who will die will still be you. You seem to have won, but you don't even have military membership in the Long Night Black Burning Army. You are dead."
Having said this, Lan Zhuanghe raised his head and held his chest high, looking like he was in an invincible position.
And the faces of everyone in the Ninety-nine Legion were blue. Commander Yan was really a big problem.
Sikong Jing's identity is also a problem.
However, Sikong Jing laughed.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the lieutenants of the Ninety-sixth Legion behind Lanzhuanghe, and he asked gently: "Do you think there is really hope for following Lanzhuanghe?"
As soon as these words came out, a ninety-sixth lieutenant general sneered: "If you want to instigate rebellion against us, there is no way."
Then another person looked at Sikong Jing and said, "Don't waste your breath. No matter how powerful you are, you have a reputation but no status. And Ning Jingjing has no background at all. What can you use to convince us to betray General Lan?"
All of them sneered at Sikong Jing and agreed very much with Lanzhuanghe's invincibility.
