C282 (1/2)
Chapter 282 - Poisoning (1)
Some soldiers had long blown the horn, so even if there was a situation, if he wanted to check again, he would not be able to do so, so Mu Wanjun could only give up.
He was unhappy.
Before, Huyan had said that he would give him a chance to kill his enemy, but now, without a word, he turned and left.
”Don't you find it strange?” Ye Zi looked at Mu Wanjun in astonishment.
Mu Wanjun shook her head, ”It's indeed strange.”
One of the soldiers reported, ”Reporting to General Mu, the entire army has gathered. They are only waiting for the general's orders.”
”Troops, listen up! Attack the city!” Mu Wanjun stood at the horse and her silver armor shone with a hazy and gentle silver light like a dragon in the early morning sky.
At this moment, the morning dew had congealed. On the frozen Northern Kingdom, the silver armor had droplets of dew. At a glance, it looked shiny, which only served to further accentuate her ethereal appearance.
Her amber eyes stared straight ahead.
In the blink of an eye, the countless soldiers charged forward simultaneously with their horses roaring.
On top of the Fengtong City, there was a line of arrows, and the archers were all ready to take action. Today's battle, was definitely a life and death battle, after this battle, the Northern Plains's prelude would once again open a new curtain, no matter if it was Lun Suo Ying's victory or Hu Lunzuomeng's victory, the Northern Kingdom would definitely welcome a new Master.
And this battle, to Mu Wanjun, was the same as well. From today onwards, it was impossible for the two of them to be together without any problems.
Mu Yanran stood on top of the City Tower, the skirt on her body rippling with energy, was a type of captivating red.
Her long hair fluttered behind her back, and her eyes were filled with a venomous resentment as she stared off into the distance with a touch of silver.
”Mu Wanjun...”
Someone came to report, ”Miss Ying'er, General Huyan has left the group by himself. I wonder if he succeeded or not. ”
She sneered, ”Is he heading east?”
”Exactly.”
The smile on Mu Yanran's face suddenly bloomed, it was exceptionally brilliant. Under the morning sunlight, her light makeup made her look even more elegant and elegant. Huyan Zou Meng watched from the side, a bit mesmerized.
Mu Wanjun was also looking at the top of the City Tower, where the beautiful red figure should be Mu Yanran.
Ye Zi stood beside Mu Wanjun dressed in black. Looking at her eyes, she waved the flag in her hand, and the red flag flew high into the air.