MTL - Golden Age Legitimate Fei-~ 385 Acropolis fell, decided to return to the king

385. Acropolis fell

It was another hard battle. When the sky was too late, it was finally difficult to repel the Xiling army. Even Murong Shen had suffered some minor injuries. The two stood on the tower and looked at the Xiling army, which was gradually receding. Finally, they showed a tired but happy smile.

The smile did not fall, Nanhou could not help but frown, Shen Sheng: "General Murong tonight and take a good rest. Everything is carried by the old man." Murong Shen tired of the day, suffered injuries. If you don't rest anymore, you just have to fall down. Murong Shen frowned and looked at the Xiling Camp in the distance: "I am only afraid that the Xiling army will sneak attack tonight." On the two days, the offensive of the Xiling army was obviously violent and irritable. The defenders of the Acropolis have been fighting hard for the past few days, and the pressure they can withstand has reached the limit. As long as the Xiling army has several more strong attacks, it is only fear that the Acropolis will be unbearable.

Nanhou lightly smiled and said: "I don't feel relieved. Isn't there still a prince to guard? General Murong is relieved to rest."

Murong Shen also understood the good intentions of Nanhou and nodded: "So, there will be Lao Hou."

Nanhou nodded and smiled.

In the big account of the Xiling army, Lei Tengfeng looked at the injury on his arm and frowned. "I didn't expect Nanhou and Murong Shen to be able to fight like this." Today's battle is not just Murong Shen's injury. Even Lei Tengfeng suffered a slight injury in the "disorder" army. However, it is a big problem.

Lei Zhenduo was not surprised. He said: "Nanhou was also a famous member of the Great Chu. He was a martial artist with a martial arts. When Murong Shen was a teenager, he was one of the best players in the world. They joined forces to make you Yes, trying to break the Acropolis is not something that can be done in a short time."

It was said by Lei Zhenduo that Lei Tengfeng had a slight uncomfortable face and said: "Please ask the father to advise."

Looking at the Lei Tengfeng, Lei Zhen Chennai sighed. Although he only has a son of Lei Tengfeng, he obviously does not teach his son more than the ink. The Lei Tengfeng is not not good, but he is not good enough compared to the ink repair. But this is exactly the case, it makes people feel more dissatisfied and depressed. And Lei Tengfeng is also not good, his age is similar to that of ink repair, but there are very few people in the world who compare him with ink repair. Just because... he still doesn't have that qualification.

Lei Zhen said: "Nanhou and Murong Shen are now at the end of the strong, as long as you step up the siege, you will be able to attack the Acropolis before the ink repairs come back. You don't have to worry. But... you want to conquer Nanhou and Murong Shen?"

Lei Teng leaps in the heart and bows: "Son... son just thinks these two are rare talents..."

Lei Zhennai’s bitter smile, he waved his hand: “The father does not disagree with you to convince some capable people to use it for yourself. But... look at what you want. Nanhou and Murong Shen, you press Can't live with them."

Lei Tengfeng raised his eyebrows, and his face was "exposed" with a fascinating **** "color". Lei Zhenduo said: "These two people can be called the famous warlords. Murong Shen is "sexual" and wants to hold him down. Unless you are absolutely better than him, he is still the old part of Mo Liufang. The military is born with more good feelings. Now it is only more loyal to re-attach the Mohist army. Moreover, the only daughter of Murong Shen, married the second son of Lenghuai, who is cold and sturdy. Next to Feng Zhiyao's cronies. Under such circumstances, do you think Murong Shen will be loyal to you? As for Nanhou, he is more difficult to deal with than Murong Shen, although these years have already been quiet, and his reputation is not obvious. But when he was young The arrogance is never under Murong Shen. Therefore, the things that go to the enemy will never happen to them."

Lei Tengfeng’s uninjured hand was picked up tightly. In fact, his father said so much that he did not understand. Just listening to his ears is another layer of meaning: he lacks ability, so he can't accept Murong Shen and Nan Hou. Hearing his father said that he was different from his father in the spirit of Lei Teng.

"A child can, please the father to forgive sins." Lei Teng wind coveted, Shen Sheng.

Looking at him like this, Lei Zhenduo can only sigh. Half a sigh: "I don't blame you, don't think so much. The most important thing at the moment is to win the Acropolis." Lei Teng has adjusted the whole **** "color" and nodded: "The father is relieved, the son knows what to do." ""

In the middle of the night, the Acropolis stood in an empty field and looked a bit solitary. Under the "color" of the night, the soldiers of the Mojiajun stood on the tower and firmly guarded the small town. In the darkness, all the way to the people near the wall. The black man sneaked up to the city floor.

"Hey!" An arrow slammed out from the dark, and the black man who climbed to the wall snorted and landed. A bright light on the head of the city ignited, and the quiet little town immediately became busy again. The moment of killing and bloodyness filled the whole field.

This night attack lasted until the day when it was clear. The Mohist army soldiers who had been fighting for a few days finally could not hold back. The heavy giant wood knocked on the gates of the Acropolis. After a hard fight, both sides suffered serious losses. By the time of dawn, Nanhou finally ordered the Mohist army to withdraw from the Acropolis.

Lei Teng, who led the soldiers into the city, looked at the sound of the Mojia army. The eyes flashed a trace of cold mang, and Shen Sheng commanded: "Catch! Obtain the heads of Nanhou and Murong Shen, and enjoy the golden two."

"Shizi, the prince commanded..." Hesitant with the generals around Lei Tengfeng, could not help but whispered. Lei Tengfeng's eyes are like a knife, and the cold voice: "Now is the king's leader! Later, the king will naturally explain with his father. The Mohist army fled and fled, and our army should be eager to take advantage of morale and pursue victory."

"but……"

Lei Tengfeng sighed: "Stop! This is the command of the king!" [

Under Nai, the generals only nodded and said, "The end will lead."

Lei Tengfeng took the lead and led the Xiling army through the Acropolis and continued to pursue the evacuation of the Mohist Army. After a while, Lei Zhenduo, who followed the rear, went to the Acropolis, but did not see the people of Lei Tengfeng. God’s "color" could not help but sink, asking: "Where is the world?"

At the bottom, the generals looked at each other and looked at them. Only one person was listed. He sang: "The prince of the prince, the son of the world led the army to chase Nanhou and Murong Shen."

Hearing the words, Lei Zhen’s face changed in color, and he took a heavy shot on the book. He said: “Let’s let it go! The king told him not to act rashly!” The general said: “But the son...”

Lei Zhenduo looked at the generals with a little Nai, and some of them sighed. Lei Tengfeng is the Wang Shizi of Zhennan and the sole heir of Zhennan Wangfu. These generals naturally did not dare to listen to his instructions. If he insisted on doing something, he naturally did not dare to stop him. Lei Zhenduo is a generation of geniuses. As long as he thinks a little, he understands the reason why Lei Tengfeng suddenly is so impulsive, or because of his previous advice to him. I was afraid that Lei Tengfeng did not listen to the advice at all. Instead, I thought that my father’s ability to look down on him was light.

"Wang Ye, how is it right now?" asked the general below.

Lei Zhenyu thought for a moment: "The right general, the number of 50,000 people will meet the world." After thinking about it, Lei Zhenduo said again: "If the world wins, you don't have to worry about it. If the child is caught in a trap, you will take him. Save it."

The right general is out, Shen Sheng: "The end will obey!"

At this time, the Lei Tengfeng was really caught in a trap. On the narrow mountain road leading to Feihongguan, the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses carried by Lei Tengfeng were trapped in the mountain road. Murong Shen and Nanhou stood side by side on the hillside not far away, and Murong Shen sneered at the angry and inexplicable Lei Tengfeng. Murong Shen took the bow and arrow from the soldier in the side and pointed to the Lei Tengfeng. He smiled and said: "I lost the Acropolis, but killed the Wang Wangzi in Xiling Town. Is it a harvest?" Zhennan Wang Leizheng only Lei Teng The wind is a child, and the children of Lei Tengfeng were almost killed by the king more than a year ago. If Lei Tengfeng is dead, it is definitely a fatal blow to Lei Zhenduo.

Nanhou reached out and stopped his hand to throw the arrow. He shook his head and said, "No, if you kill the Lei Tengfeng now, Lei Zhenyu will definitely go crazy."

"How about that?" Murong Shen raised his eyebrows.

Nan Hounai’s bitter smile said: “Don’t forget that there are more than 100,000 ordinary people in the Acropolis. Lei Zhendu does not kill ordinary people like Beibei, but it does not mean that he will not kill.” Enough to let Lei Zhenhao do anything crazy. What's more, now they are killing Lei Tengfeng, they are afraid to face Lei Zhenduo. Only then will it be defeated faster.

"What does Nanhou mean?" Murong Shen can traverse the battlefield, naturally not only relying on a single force, and soon wanted to understand a trace of Nanhou. Laughing: "This mountain road is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Let's trap Lei Tengfeng inside, let Lei Zhenduo vote for the rat, just for a few more days." Nanhou glared at the beautiful, nodded and smiled: "This is the case."

"Nanhou, Murong Shen! Come out and talk!" Lei Tengfeng, who was trapped on the mountain road, was in a dilemma. He did not expect that Nanhou and Murong Shen had left some strength when they left the Acropolis. They rushed to catch up with less than 100,000 soldiers and horses, and they even went to the evil of these two people. In fact, such a narrow mountain road, it is already a mistake. The calming Lei Tengfeng regretted his own impulse.

Murong Shen Lang laughed loudly: "Zhennan Wang Shizi, did not expect us to meet again so soon."

Lei Tengfeng looked up at Murong Shen and Nan Hou, who were not far from the top. Shen Sheng said: "To scrape and kill, listen to the respect!"

Murong Shen disdainfully snorted, smiled and looked at Lei Teng's wind: "It's a bit interesting, Zhennan Wang Sulai is savvy and calm, I didn't expect to have such a **** son. Yesterday, Zhennan Wang Shizi did not want this general and Is Nanhou returning to Xiling? Now...Wangnan Wang Shizi want to consider returning to my palace?"

The face of Lei Tengfeng’s face was a burst of white, and he gnawed his teeth for a long while: "Mu Rongshen, you dare to humiliate the king!"

Nanhou smiles and smiles, faintly smiles: "Lei Shizi, your words yesterday, is different from the humiliation of Ben and General Murong. Since everyone knows that it is impossible, why should they export?" Lei Tengfeng silently Murong Shen smiled and said: "Isn't it because the Zhennan Wang Shizi is confident that he will be defeated? But I didn't expect that the Feng Shui turns, but now he is being trapped by himself. Unfortunately... Xi Wang Zhen Nan Wang Hero I But he gave birth to a son who was so sloppy."

Murong Shen’s words made Lei Tengfeng’s face “white” white. In fact, the ability to use the Lei Tengfeng is not a straw bag. It’s just that there are people outside the mountains in the world, and Lei Tengfeng grew up in his own father’s aura from the urine, and can be said to be set off by the light. As a result, the ridicule of Murong Shen’s heart became a burden he could not bear.

I saw Lei Tengfeng sneer a sigh: "General Murong is right. Father Wang Yingming I... but only my one-shoulder son. It really lost the face of the father... This is the king’s defeat, and Seeing my Xiling soldiers..." said, lifting the sword in his hand and wipe it off his neck.

"This..." Murong Shen is also a glimpse. He couldn’t think of a casual sentence that would make Lei Teng feel dying. Is the son of Zhennan Wang so fragile? How many sentences have been smashed by Xiao Yuyu from small to large, and the grass bag, the wave "dang" is still alive and screaming.

"砰", the guards around Lei Tengfeng frightened and quickly pulled out the sword to block the Lei Fengfeng's Jianfeng, and called: "Shi Zi, that Murong Shen sent a nonsense, why do you put it in your heart. You are so easy to lose My own "sex" life, how to be the right lord, you are the only heir to the Zhennan Wangfu!"

Lei Teng screamed at the gods and looked at the long sword in his hand. In fact, just pulling out the sword is also a moment of impulsiveness and sorrow and frustration, and the heart is stunned. At this time, looking back at the sword in my hand is also a burst of coolness.

Murong Shen saw that Lei Tengfeng was fine, and he sighed with a sigh of relief. "This general knows now that the town of Wang Shizi was actually a coward who escaped the failure?" Lei Tengfeng was so relieved that he immediately calmed down. Down, Shen Sheng said: "Thank you for the generals of Murong, this time the world is "fascinated". This time the world has lost, but... this world will never be so. If you let this child leave this place, Must bear this hatred!"

Murong Shen looked at the following face of a firm Lei Tengfeng laughed: "This kid is a bit interesting."

Nanhou smiled and said: "It is very good to be protected by Zhennan Wang. After this time, if you are still alive, there will be no small growth."

Not long after, the generals of Xiling Right Road led the troops and horses, and the two sides naturally had a fierce battle. Although the Mohist army is tired, but the advantage of the terrain is also comparable to the Xiling army. In this small mountain road, it is a day and night. The next morning, when the Lei Tengfeng finally smashed out of the encirclement of the Mohist army and the Xiling reinforcement round, and was about to counterattack, the Mohist army’s reinforcements also arrived.

There are not many reinforcements of the Mohist army. There are only four or five people in the district. For the first two people, there is a white ink and a glass. Even the ink-stricken horse is still sitting on the sleepy Mo Xiaobao. Followed by the two people behind the Fengzhi, Yunxiao and Zhuo Jing. Although he did not see the army of reinforcements, Lei Tengfeng did not dare to act rashly.

Seeing Mo Xiu and others, Nanhou and Murong Shen also breathed a sigh of relief. "See Wang Ye, the end will be unfavorable to defend the city, please Wang Fu forgiveness!"

Ink repairs the sleeves, a force that is not light and heavy will be held by the two people who want to plead guilty. "The two have tried their best, do not have to blame themselves." Mo Xiuqi smiled and looked at the opposite Tengfeng smiled and said: "Lei Shizi, do you want to go by yourself or leave behind with the king?"

Lei Teng’s eyes flashed, but his heart was fiercely entangled. The Xiling army has an absolute upper position. If it is a strong attack, it will surely eliminate Nanhou and Murong Shen. But... ink repair and Ye Liu and others appear here, will there be no reinforcements? Lei Tengfeng does not believe. But if Mo Xiuzhen did not bring reinforcements, he was in vain and missed a great opportunity to be a shame.

In the heart of all kinds of suffering, Lei Tengfeng staring at ink repair is also a dilemma. For a long time, he still did not dare to gamble, sighed, Shen Sheng: "Xiao Wang has seen the King of the King. I did not expect that the palace will be down in time."

Ink repaired with a smile: "Lei Shizi has won the prize, and this king is also happening. If the king can come before the world has attacked the Acropolis, it will be timely. Shizi, now... Is it going to work with the king?" The wind sighed and smiled: "Xiao Wang thinks that he is not the opponent of the prince. What's more, at this time, the two sides are already very tired, why not fight again?"

Ink repaired and slammed for a moment, and finally nodded: "So, the son of the world."

Lei Tengfeng’s face was "small" and nodded. "Xiao Wang said goodbye."

Looking at the Lei Tengfeng with the army retreating, Murong Shen raised his eyebrows: "How many reinforcements did Wang Ye bring?" The situation is very obvious now. The soldiers and horses in their hands are absolutely not thunderous, but the Lei Tengfeng is At this time, it is obviously a taboo to the reinforcements brought by the king.

Ink repaired faintly: "The reinforcements are still hundreds of miles away, and the king brought us these few people."

"That's the wind..."

"He took a lot of people with this king, but he lied to him without a person." But he really didn't bring people, so it's not good to be too impulsive, but too cautious and careful. However, Lei Tengfeng chose to leave at this time is not bad. Although Mo Xiuzhen did not bring troops and horses, it was still very simple to kill Lei Teng in the "disorder" army.

Acropolis, the study room where the king of the town was temporarily staying.

Lei Tengfeng’s stomach fell to the ground and was silent. Lei Zhenduo concentratedly looked at the folds in his hands, as if he did not see anyone lying on the ground. For a long time, when Lei Zhenhao’s thick shackles had been read, he looked up and glanced at Lei Teng’s wind: “Get up.”

Lei Tengfeng coveted: "The son is rash and rash, and he is greedy and rushes into the hands of Dingwang. Please ask the father to punish."

"Responsibility?" Lei Zhenduo sneered aloud: "This king just said that you can rush to death after two sentences, where the king dare to punish you?" Listening to Lei Zhenduo's words, Lei Teng The wind is even more shy, "The son is wrong."

"Touch!" Lei Zhenyi slaps on the book case, angered the road: "I know the wrong! Your knowledge is wrong to pull the sword? Really good heroic, this king is born a heavenly place Good son, this king is really self-satisfied! Since you are so afraid of death, what are you doing back?" Lei Zhen was very angry, with a wave of his hand, the sword hanging on the wall next to it flew out from the scabbard and fell to the thunder. In front of the wind. Just listen to Lei Zhen said: "Do you want to give up your sins? This king gives you a chance!"

"Father, the child is wrong. The son is confused for a moment, ask the father to forgive." Lei Tengfeng was really shy and embarrassed, could not help but red eyes. Kneeling on the floor, kneeling to Lei Zhenyu, hugged his thigh and cried.

Looking at the son who has been standing in the past, Lei Zhenduo is also a soft heart. Nai sighed and said: "Well, get up." Lei Tengfeng only looked at Lei Zhenduo and stood up. "Thank the father."

Looking at the look of Lei Teng's style, Lei Zhen's heart is also a bit embarrassing. He knows that his son is actually enough to produce "color". A genius like Mo Xiuzhen is an opportunity that cannot be met. It’s just that Lei Tengfeng has been strict with himself since he was a father, but he never gets the praise he deserves. It is he who should do it because he is the son of Zhennan Wang, the tiger father dog. If you made a mistake, you lost the face of Zhennan Wang. Lei Tengfeng itself is not a "sexual" impulsive person. If it is not the pressure exerted by himself, he can't stand it. He would never want to be so impulsive to these two days.

"Tengfeng... These years, the father is sorry for you." Lei Zhenqi sighed and said quietly. Lei Tengfeng couldn’t help but look at Lei Zhen’s god, “color”, and he couldn’t speak for a moment. He had to say: “Father Wang... son...”

Lei Teng Feng puts his hand in the hand: "In these years, others always said how the son of Zhennan Wang, but he has always forgotten that you are already an adult. It is also the fault of the father, the father always always feels that These pressures are not a driving force for you to work hard, but you have never thought that it will make you so unbearable."

"Father, the son can't." Lei Tengfeng whispered: "The son is similar to the age of the king, but it is not even the achievement of the king. The son lost his face to the father."

Lei Zhenxiao smiled bitterly: "Ink repaired... Father has never compared you to ink repair."

Lei Tengfeng’s face was “white” and said: “Son... but it’s not worthy of being compared with the king.”

Lei Zhenqi sighed: "Tengfeng, the father is indeed envious of the son of Mo Liufang who has the ability to be outstanding. But you must know that Dingwang can have today's achievements and abilities, not just because of his days. The odds are even more because the sufferings he has suffered are beyond ordinary people. If there is no disaster of 19 years ago, today’s ink repairing may be the famous generation of the great Chu. But the father has never hoped that you have experienced such a disaster. Do you understand?"

Lei Teng nodded. "My son understands. Father Wang...has always been protecting his son." Before he was twenty years old, he was really worried, but it was a more noble existence than the emperors of Xiling. In the 14th year of the reign of Mo Xiu, he fought in the battlefield. He was seriously injured at the age of seventeen or eight, and he was struggling to support the Dingwangfu, which he had never experienced. Therefore, he has no position to revive the achievements and abilities of ink repair. He can only be ashamed of himself.

Lei Zhenduo sighed: "Perhaps the protection of the father is actually harmful to you. But even so, the father does not want you to experience such pain and torture. What's more... the wind, the father has never been disappointed with you."

"Father Wang..." Lei Teng winds.

Lei Zhenxiao smiled and said: "You are the son of the king, and the king thinks that you are already very good."

"Father, the son understands." Lei Tengfeng coveted, hiding the water in his eyes, Shen Sheng: "The son will not let the father disappointed."

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