"Barewell! Send the order to bring Chu Shaoying and those bastards back to see me!" Mo Jingli roared.

"Emperor... Emperor..." The servants around him said: "This... I'm afraid... King Ding left a team of Qilins with a total of 200 people in Liyang City. We are afraid of..."

The so-called blessings are unparalleled and misfortune never comes alone. When Mo Jingli thought he was already unlucky enough, there were still even more unlucky things waiting for him. The group of people didn't even have time to recover from Mo Jingli's injuries, so they quietly went to the south of the Yangtze River with their whereabouts. However, they didn't want to leave for less than two days. Another news spread throughout the country again. The Empress Dowager of the Great Chu and the ministers of Nanjing deposed the throne of Emperor Jingli on the grounds that the emperor had successively murdered two late emperors, and ordered millions of soldiers to die in vain. They supported Mo Suiyun, the son of the previous emperor, Mo Jingqi, to be the emperor. They announced that they would be with King Ding from then on.

The mansion was repaired and jointly attacked Xiling. Without waiting for Mo Jingli to return, Mo Suiyun ascended the throne with the support of the Empress Dowager and the ministers. On the second day of ascending the throne, he ordered a 300,000 army to cross the Yunlan River to march towards Xiling. After receiving this news, Mo Jingli spat a mouthful of blood on the spot and fainted. After waking up, he screamed wildly and smashed the things in the room. However, it made his already seriously injured body even weaker, but Mo Jingli still refused to stop, "Mo Xiuyao! Mo Xiuyao! I must kill you! I must kill you!"

Outside the door, Mo Jingli's loud and sharp screams gradually became sharp and harsh, and the guards guarded outside couldn't help but tremble.

In the Xiling Lei Tengfeng army, Lei Tengfeng, who has been dealing with Murong Shen, Nanhou and others these days, also had a hint of fatigue on his face. After all, Nanhou and Murong Shen are both veterans who have been in battle for a long time. Lei Tengfeng has the advantage in his military strength, but he still has not gained much advantage in the confrontation with them. These days, both sides can only be considered deadlocked and each has their own winning or losing. However, the situation is not as smooth as their father and son originally expected. The Xiling army has just arrived.

Feihong Pass was severely injured, and even Lei Zhenting was seriously injured. This was definitely something that no one expected, so that the morale of the Xiling soldiers surrounding Feihong Pass was low. On the contrary, because of Mo Xiuyao's death, the entire Mo family army at Feihong Pass was full of murderous aura. He was determined to avenge King Ding. In contrast, even if the Xiling army was almost several times that of the Mo family army, Feihong Pass was not so easy to take it down for a while.

In the past two days, Murong Shen and Nan Hou, who had been provoking almost every day, disappeared, which made Lei Zhenting, who had been holding his breath and trying to wipe them out in one fell swoop, as if he had punched him on the cotton. This sudden change made him feel a little uneasy and conspiracy.

"The last general has seen the prince." A general dressed in military uniform hurried in. Lei Tengfeng cheered up and sat up and said, "General Yang, why is it so hurry?"

General Yang frowned and said, "Report to the prince, the last general just found out that Murong Shennanhou's troops suddenly retreated 30 miles last night to set up camp. It seems that they are not going to fight with us these days." Lei Tengfeng frowned, "Don't plan to take action? Do they have any tricks?" It's not that Lei Tengfeng doubted that they might be able to take time off. Anyway, their mission is to drag Nanhou and Murong Shen to death here. But the other party definitely has no time. After all, Feihong Pass is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Xiling troops. Behind Feihong Pass is the base camp of the Mo family army. Murong Shen and Nanhou will definitely not bet.

General Yang frowned, hesitated for a while before saying, "Mr. Wu and Murong Shen are no longer in the army at this time."

"What did you say?" Lei Tengfeng suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Did they rush back to Feihong Pass? This is impossible. Even if they have escorts from Qilin, we have blocked all the roads to Feihong Pass. They cannot regret Feihong Pass without any disturbance." In order to trap Nanhou and Murong Shen outside Feihong Pass, Lei Tengfeng spent a lot of effort. Without these two powerful generals, in addition to Ye Li and Feng Zhiyao, Feihong Pass can beat the most of the veteran general Yuan Pei who is over 70 years old.

General Yang was silent for a moment and said, "But... the subordinates sent people to explore, and they were at least 50% sure that these two people were not in the army." If Murong Shen and Nan Hou Nai were afraid that one of them would be there, the Mo family army would never retreat so far to set up camp. It was obvious that they would not want to be enemies with them head-on for the time being.

Lei Tengfeng frowned anxiously, "If they didn't return to Feihong Pass and were no longer in the army, where did they go? No, I'll send someone to test it first. If this is a trap they designed in advance..."

"Yes, I obey the order!" General Yang bowed and replied.

"Criminal! I'm reporting to the prince, something big is wrong!" The sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the tent. Lei Tengfeng frowned unhappily and said, "Come in and speak."

The people outside the door hurried in and said while panting: "Qi Bing, Prince Qi Bing... There are a large group of people coming to us from the direction of Liyang. According to the spies in front, there are at least... at least seventy or eight hundred thousand people!"

"What? Mo Jingli was defeated?!" General Yang was shocked.

Lei Tengfeng looked solemn, "No, where did the Mo family army come from?" Leng Huai and Lu Jinxian's troops add up, even if none of them loses enough 800,000 people. What's more, how could it be without losing after fighting for so long? How could it be without losing? How could it be without leaving any left? Moreover, the Mo family army has always forbidden to recruit soldiers on the battlefield on the spot, and it is impossible for the Mo family army to have so many people.

"Who is leading the troops?" Lei Tengfeng asked.

"Yes... it's Mo Xiuyao... The spy in front said that he saw the royal flag of the Ding Prince's Mansion!"
Chapter completed!