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Chapter 663 The storm is precarious and the war is coming

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    The time came the next morning.

    Lin Xiao, who had rested all night, was still the same as last night, silent and with a gloomy expression.

    Xu Hao and Yu Rou also got up early and accompanied Lin Xiao for morning exercises as usual.

    It¡¯s just that the two of them no longer have the laughter and laughter of the past.

    They know better than anyone else that Lin Shuai¡¯s inner anger has been severely suppressed.

    His mother was in jail. As a son, he should have rushed to Xianyang to save her as soon as possible.

    But Lin Xiao did not leave immediately.

    Since ancient times, it is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. Once Lin Xiao leaves Jinling and goes to Xianyang, the battle with the Yu family's palace may be forced to be postponed.

    The ambitions of the Yu family's palace have expanded, and their swords are directed at the Yanhuang Kingdom. If this serious problem is not eliminated, it will be a huge threat to the Yanhuang Kingdom.

    Therefore, no matter what, we can only wait until the war is over tomorrow before we can set off.

    After morning exercises and a simple breakfast, Lin Xiao and Xu Hao prepared to go to the military camp across the river to prepare for war.

    "Shuai Lin, our army of one million has been assembled."

    "According to reports from spies, pre-war mobilization is also underway at the Yu family's palace."

    "Guo Tu asked his two sons to each lead an army of 200,000 to garrison the two wings of the river bank. This was a method of dividing the troops."

    "And Yu Yiran promised that after this victory, he would marry Miss Yu to both of them immediately."

    In the business car, Xu Hao reported the information to Lin Xiao.

    "Haha, this old guy Yu Yiran is really good at tricking people. In ancient times, Wang Situ rebelled against Lu Bu and killed Dong Zhuo."

    "Now Prince Yu has incited Guo Tu to kill me, Lin. Does this old guy think I am Dong Zhuo?"

    Lin Xiao suddenly laughed.

    Hearing this, Xu Hao and Yu Rou also grinned.

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    The long river of history is rolling, and Jinling City has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. There are countless tragic battles.

    Since last night, the atmosphere in Jinling City has become different.

    The black clouds that filled the sky over the entire Jinling City gathered together and never dispersed. The rolling muffled thunder and lightning were flowing endlessly, painting a magnificent black picture in the sky thousands of miles away.

    The downpour lasted all night, washing away the fine dust in the air.

    The season that was originally warm and blooming in spring has ushered in an unprecedented attack of strong cold air.

    Even, it was accompanied by hail falling overnight.

    At this moment, everyone in Jinling City seemed to feel that what was falling was not hail, but sharp daggers that could claim their lives at any time.

    At this time, the Prince Yu's Mansion was still as quiet as usual.

    It¡¯s like nothing happened.

    In the military camp behind Prince Yu¡¯s Mansion, no fewer than officers from Prince Yu¡¯s Mansion and Jingzhou had already gathered, ready to prepare.

    Yu Yiran, who was standing on the high platform, held the dragon head crutch with both hands and looked at the hundreds of officers below.

    And next to Yu Yiran, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a python robe and a four-clawed golden dragon with teeth and claws dancing, showing no anger and self-power.

    The man is about fifty years old. Although he looks majestic, his face is slightly pale, and he looks like he is suffering from an old illness and does not have much time left.

    This man is none other than the Lord of Jingzhou, Guo Tu.

    A lifetime of fighting has made this one of the greatest tycoons in the Yanhuang Kingdom suffer from war injuries.

    "Nephew Guo Tuxian, tomorrow is my birthday, and it is also time for the princess to marry into your Guo family."

    "On that day, dignitaries from Jinling and even northern Xinjiang would come to celebrate."

    "Although it is a happy event, the millions of troops gathered across the river will also come together."

    "How do you think this battle with Lin Xiao will end?"

    Yu Yiran looked at the man beside him and asked.

    Guo Tu stood on the high platform and shook his head: "I don't know. Whether we will win or lose in the battle tomorrow is determined by God."

    "Haha, my nephew can't guess it, and actually I can't guess it either."

    "Millions of Death God troops have gathered, and the northern Xinjiang side is not even farting. It seems that the current Holy Emperor intends to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and has no intention of getting involved in this matter."

    "This also shows in disguise that Northern Xinjiang has gradually lost control over the princes. This is an opportunity."

    ?Yu Yiran stood on the high platform and laughed, his Tang suit making a sound under the strong wind.

    Even though he has lived for more than a hundred years, the majesty of his body has not diminished at all, like a hero who controls the world.

    "It would be better for Northern Xinjiang not to interfere. The current saint is already a puppet and has too much time to take care of himself."

    "Don't forget, this Yanhuang includes not only us, but also the Eight Kings and One Emperor of Xianyang."

    "Now is a great time for heroes to rise up and compete in the Central Plains. Even if he, Lin Xiao, is the god of war for the country, can he suppress the princes and royal families who have gathered together to fight against each other?"

    Guo Tu smiled and said.

    "Haha, my nephew's words are right."

    "As the saying goes, heroes emerge in troubled times. This peaceful and prosperous age has been going on for too long, so let me take the lead and disturb this peaceful and prosperous age."

    "Even if I die in battle tomorrow, tomorrow's deeds will definitely be recorded in the annals of history and be remembered forever."

    There was a smile on Yu Yiran's old face.

    "My lord, don't worry too much. I have not fought against the Death Scythe once or twice."

    "The reason why the Death Scythe is so powerful is because all of its ten hunters are good at commanding troops."

    "But this time, after I inquired in many ways, I found that among the ten generals under Lin Xiao, I couldn't even get three of them together."

    "There is no need to worry, we will win this battle."

    Guo Tu is full of confidence. He knows that his time is limited. If he does not take advantage of this opportunity to do something big, he is afraid that he will never have the chance again.

    He has been waiting for several years for this decisive battle with the Death Scythe.

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    "Haha, I feel relieved to have a wise nephew."

    "Commander of Ten Thousands".

    Yu Yiran suddenly shouted.

    At this time, Wan Guchou had already put on a suit of armor, holding a long sword in his hand, and appeared majestically in front of the audience. He knelt down on one knee and shouted: "My subordinate is here."

    "You don't have to worry about Yu Siman. Immediately set off for the Jinling River bank to prepare for war. I have a hunch that Lin Xiao will definitely cross the river tomorrow morning."

    ¡°The first battle is the decisive battle, the first battle determines the outcome!¡±

    Yu Yiran shouted immediately.

    After receiving the order, Wan Guchou nodded: "Yes".

    A decisive battle is inevitable.

    Black clouds are pressing down on the city to destroy it, and the armor's light is shining towards the golden scales of the sun.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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