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Chapter 911 Shen Yichao raised his hand and slapped her

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    Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows: "You are so calm. Did you expect that Yin Chaozong was the bandit leader, and also expected that he would form an alliance with his second brother?"

    "No. Yin Chaozong's move was beyond my expectation." Shen Yichao fiddled with the chess basket, "As expected of the man who won ten counties in the southwest, Xiao Daoyan is indeed powerful. It's just"

    He calmly picked up a white chess piece and dropped it on the chessboard: "It's just that he has a backup plan, but I may not have one."

    On the chessboard, Black's attack was fierce, while White's attack turned into defense and gradually retreated to the southwest corner.

    Nan Baoyi had studied chess records and noticed with sharp eyes that as Bai Zi retreated, an insidious and cunning trap was gradually taking shape in the southwest corner, waiting for Black Zi to fall into the trap.

    It looks like a move to retreat and escape, but it is actually a deliberate attempt to lure the enemy deeper!

    With her eyelids twitching, she picked up the telescope again.

    Dust is billowing on the battlefield.

    Prefect Yin never expected that the bandit turned out to be his eldest son.

    His army suffered heavy losses from enemies from both sides.

    He couldn't help but curse loudly, and fled in the southwest direction in his chariot, shouting to withdraw his troops.

    Nan Baoyi whispered: "The southwest direction leads directly to Luoyang. He wants to defend Luoyang City? However, if the army surrounds Luoyang City and there is insufficient supplies in the city, he will be defeated sooner or later. Shen Yichao, what is the purpose of this move of yours?  ?¡±

    The wind on the battlefield carries the smell of blood.

    Shen Yichao held tea in his hand and said with a smile: "Just watch."

    Walking from the battlefield to Luoyang, there are undulating mountains on the way. The only path that must be passed is the trail between the two mountains. The mountain walls on both sides of the trail are towering into the clouds, carved with thousands of giant Buddhas. It is spectacular when you look up.  .

    The path is so narrow that only four or five horses can pass through it side by side.

    Xiao Yi, Shen Yijue and Yin Chaozong led the way and walked to the outside of the trail. Xiao Yi reined in the reins.

    He raised his head.

    Some of the Buddha statues on the mountain wall are solemn, some are smiling, some are sitting or lying down, and their postures are different.

    It was obviously a still picture, but somehow, he felt that they were staring at him. Those serious expressions gradually became distorted and weird, and they made various rustling sounds.

    It seemed like he was talking about his past arrogance and murderous behavior.

    He held Mo Dao¡¯s hand tighter and tighter.

    "King Yong!"

    A loud shout came from the front.

    Xiao Yi came to his senses.

    Looking up, Shen Yijue and Yin Chaozong had already galloped into the mountain path and were turning back to urge him.

    He calmed down.

    Looking around, the terrain here is almost like a line of sky.

    ¡°If Yin Sinian was a little smarter, he would set an ambush here

    As he thought this, the thousands of troops behind him were already chasing him, passing him like running water, following Shen Yijue and the others like a pilgrim.

    Xiao Yi always held the reins.

    Shen Yijue's marching style is too straightforward and decisive. He likes to pursue victory in one go and uses overwhelming force to deal with the enemy.

    And Yin Chaozong, who had been suppressed for ten years, was finally able to feel proud today. This joy diluted his previous wariness, making him as fearless as Shen Yijue.

    But he is different.

    In today¡¯s battle, he is the coach.

    He had to think more.

    The blood stains on Mo Dao slowly dripped to the ground.

    Thousands of troops crossed his sides and galloped towards the depths of the trail, but he stood quietly in the middle of the river like a stone.

    He narrowed his eyes.

    Where has Shen Yichao been these past few days?

    There is no military advisor around Yin Sinian to make suggestions. Is it possible that Shen Yichao would choose to join him for the sake of Han Yanliang?

    If Shen Yichao were in Luoyang, what ideas would he have for Yin Sinian?

    The wind coming from the depths of the valley is blowing towards you, bringing with it a bit of coldness.

    He held Mo Dao's hand tighter and tighter, and suddenly looked in the direction of Laojun Mountain.

    Through the clouds and mist, the stone pavilion can be vaguely seen.

    Can you trust it?

    Yin Sinian had Shen Yichao in charge of the rear, and he also had Xiao Sui in charge of the rear.

    He will not lose in the game between armed forces, and Xiao Sui will not lose in the game between military advisors, right?

    He has very little contact with that younger brother.

    However, in this life-and-death battle, he chose to trust him.

      Xiao Yi turned his sword around and resolutely rode into the mountain path.

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    The sentry tower.

    Shen Yichao was playing with a few chess pieces and suddenly dropped one on the southwest corner with a smile.

    White, who was originally defeated, instantly reversed the situation. The cut-off dragon reactivated and attacked the black ones with all its teeth and claws, trapping them in a trap.

    "Zheng."

    He said.

    "Boom!"

    A deafening explosion suddenly came from the southwest.

    Nan Baoyi was so shocked that he even dropped his telescope and hurriedly picked it up, only to see thick smoke billowing from the southwest and explosions one after another!

    The towering mountain walls collapsed one after another, and all the soldiers and horses that merged into the sky were buried under huge rocks and soil!

    Nan Baoyi¡¯s hands and feet were cold.

    Her pretty little face lost all color, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

    "Second brother"

    She was mute.

    After a moment, a dagger slipped out of the girl's sleeve. She turned around, grabbed Shen Yichao's collar, and put the dagger against his neck.

    The beautiful phoenix eyes were stained crimson, her lips trembled, and the hand holding the knife trembled.

    The dagger accidentally pierced the flesh.

    Bright red blood droplets emerged, dyeing Shen Yichao's white collar dark.

    Shen Yichao lowered his eyes, glanced at her trembling hands, and raised his thin lips: "You are afraid, you are afraid that Xiao Daoyan is dead, aren't you?"

    "Fear?"

    Nan Baoyi¡¯s eyes became even redder.

    Her eyes were clearly full of tears, but she refused to shed tears. Instead, she laughed under the man's gaze.

    She raised her chin and spoke carefully: "I'm not afraid, but angry. You are worse than a beast! You murder the imperial army, you murder the royal family you should be loyal to, and you even murder your own relatives."  elder brother¡­¡­"

    Her voice trembled badly.

    She stared at Shen Yichao, with strong hatred hidden in Danfeng's eyes.

    The young man in front of him is dressed in white and is stunningly talented. He is clearly a noble son with a wealth of imperial honours. He clearly has a bright future as a prince and prime minister, but he is so disgusting!

    How could anyone be so indifferent in this world?

    Facing the girl¡¯s scolding, Shen Yichao smiled gently.

    He held Nan Baoyi's wrist and stood up slowly.

    After all, he is a man, and his strength is much greater than that of Nan Baoyi.

    Nan Baoyi¡¯s wrist bones were so painfully held that the dagger in his hand fell to the ground and was stepped on by Shen Yichao.

    She said angrily: "Shen Yichao¡ª¡ª"

    "Snapped!"

    Shen Yichao raised his hand and slapped her.

    Half of Nan Baoyi's head was buzzing.

    The five red fingerprints on the snow-white cheeks are particularly clear and cruel.

    Blood stains oozed from the corners of his mouth, and a few strands of broken hair hung down from his forehead, adding to his embarrassment.

    She was stunned and slowly raised her head.

    Shen Yichao smiled, with unprecedented excitement and anger in his eyes: "I have wanted to slap you for a long time. As early as when we were in Jinguan City, I wanted to slap you. Nan Baoyi,  What qualifications do you have to tell me what to do? What qualifications do you have to persuade Yanyan to leave me?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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