Outside the city.

When the tall rebel general named Lao Wang saw the army in the city leaving the city, he knew that his plan to fuel the fire was successful. All he had to do was find a safe place to hide and wait for the battle to end.

He called a personal soldier with a move and ordered: "Go and notify General Moer and the others, and we will make a move at the agreed place."

"yes."

The personal soldiers rode away. Lao Wang glanced at the city army that was about to rush to his frontier troops, sighed, and then turned around and quickly evacuated the battlefield.

......

Desk and Lambert naturally knew about the big news that Mu Nantian's army left the city. But they were helpless at the moment, because Moel, Lao Wang and others contributed to the fire. Desk and Lambert are now surrounded by thousands of soldiers and questioned them, hoping that these two people can give a satisfactory answer.

"What should I do, Lord Zuo Xiang?" Lambert was so anxious that he kept wandering around like an ant on a hot pan.

Desk took a few deep breaths and calmly said, "What a panic! We haven't lost yet. Now this situation is obviously an insider who has appeared inside us. Otherwise, how could the turmoil that has been calmed be rekindled?"

After glanced at the thousands of soldiers who were constantly yelling out of the defense line made by personal soldiers, Desk sighed.

"There is no other way. Now we can only treat it as a living horse. If we want to cheat, we will just cheat us to the end."

“How to do it?”

Lambert looked at Desk eagerly.

Desk smiled evilly, walked quickly to the defense line composed of personal soldiers, and shouted loudly: "Silent, calm, everyone."

Because Desk has been against generals such as Yan Xiaotian for many years, and his identity as the left prime minister of the empire, most of the soldiers of the Yuyan Legion knew him.

At this moment, seeing all the great figures like him standing up, the angry soldiers gradually calmed down.

Seeing that the soldiers had calmed down, Desk cleared his throat and said, "Soldiers, the prime minister is the left prime minister of the empire, Desk Mirac. In the past decade, I believe that everyone present has more or less understood the loyalty and contributions of the empire. I want to ask if you believe that those who have worked diligently for the empire for more than ten years will be the traitor mentioned in the rumor?"

Desk's high-sounding words are indeed a bit reasonable. Under normal circumstances, there is no need for a big man like Zuo Xiang to rebel. When the soldiers present think about this, they all think that they and others have really wronged Zuo Xiang and the Grand Marshal.

"Now the real traitor has come out of the city. Are you the loyal guardians of the empire just watching like this?" Desk sensed the change in the mentality of the soldiers, while the iron was hot, and pointed his hand at the Mu Nantian army that was rushing over: "Loyal soldiers of the empire, now is the time for you to serve the empire and serve His Majesty, and the whole army charges!"

"yes!"

The thousands of soldiers surrounded by Desk said that they were very emotional and wanted to kill the "rebels" in the city now.

This passion quickly infected all the soldiers except the frontline troops. These soldiers began to rush towards the army led by Mu Nantian under the leadership of their general.

The 30,000 people led by Mu Nantian quickly dispersed the frontier troops of Lambert's army, and two fully armed armies collided like a torrent of steel.

The sound of fighting and the sound of weapons colliding quickly resounded throughout the battlefield.

Although the number of soldiers of Lambert's army far exceeded that of Mu Nantian's army, due to the previous attacking tricks and the chaos caused by the fire, Lambert's army fell into a situation where although it was large, it could not form effective combat power.

The battle situation became stalemate.

Mu Nantian stood on the edge of the battlefield, frowned and observed the battle situation. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "This will not work. Although our army completely crushed the other party in terms of morale and organization, the number of opponents is indeed too large. At this time, the other party may not be able to organize an effective attack, but it is difficult to guarantee that no changes will occur after a long time. We must fight quickly!"

A quick battle?

Yan Lang, who was closely guarding Mu Nantian, looked confused and didn't understand what Mu Nantian wanted to do?

Mu Nantian pulled the reins and drove the war horses under him to walk towards a small steep slope on the side of the battlefield step by step. Seeing this, Yan Lang hurriedly greeted the personal soldiers behind him and asked them to keep up.

With the protection of Yan Lang and his personal soldiers, Mu Nantian quickly arrived on the small steep slope.

"Get something."

Mu Nantian gave an order.

A personal soldier quickly ran forward and took out something from his arms and handed it to Mu Nantian.

Yan Lang looked sideways and saw that the personal soldiers handed Mu Nantian a very ordinary magic scroll.

As a result, after the magic scroll, Mu Nantian tore it apart without hesitation. A blue light flashed, and a rippling pattern appeared on Mu Nantian's forehead. It was a wind-type third-level magic that was commonly used in the battle between the two armies - sound transmission.

A magnetic voice suddenly came from the battlefield where the fighting sounded through the sky: "Hehe, Lambert, you guys, listen to me. This handsome Mu Nantian is here now. Do you dare to fight with me?"

Mu Nantian's words were so simple, clear and straightforward that the Yan Wolf on the side almost breathed a sigh of relief.

He never thought that Mu Nantian, who had always been calm and steady, would suddenly come up with such a solution.

Mu Nantian's voice came very suddenly, and the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting were all stunned. Lambert and Desk naturally heard it all.

"Sir Zuo Xiang, what should I do? Should I promise him?" Lambert was so panicked that he was already unsure of his mind.

Desk pondered for a while: "What are you afraid of? Now it's Mu Nantian who takes the initiative to invite the battle, which means he is already afraid of wanting to win the battle for him through the generals, but with the true nature, it's not so easy for him to win."

Desk's words stabilized Lambert's heart.

"How are you thinking about it? Lambert? Do you dare to agree to this coach? If you don't dare to go, you can ask a few people you trust to come out and fight me. This coach will never refuse."

Another sound transmission technique came from afar.

Lambert looked at Desk with a helpless look on his face.

"Promise him."

"ah?"

Lambert thought he had heard it wrong, Desk could have made it wrong. His strength is in the fourth level intermediate level, and Mu Nantian had already broken through to the fifth level. Although he didn't know which stage he was at, he could definitely crush him.

"Ah, if you ask you to get on, don't forget that you are the commander of the first army now, and the soldiers below are all looking at you. If you face Mu Nantian's provocation, the blow to morale will not be a little bit. We finally stabilize the morale and stir up the morale, and we can't just give up halfway." Desk said angrily.

"So, then I'll go." Lambert said.

"Go and go." Desk waved impatiently.

With the personal soldiers leading the way, Lambert quickly rode his horse to the outside of the battlefield, took out a scroll of the same sound transmission and gently tore it open.

By the way, because the wind magic sound transmission technique is widely used on the battlefield, the generals from any country will carry a few with them.

"Mu Nantian, I have arrived. Where are you? Show me up quickly. Let me come and teach you a lesson......" The last three words mean that there is no momentum. After all, the gap in strength between the two sides is there, and Lambert dared not say too much.

Hearing Lambert's voice transmission, Mu Nantian smiled, pulled out the long sword from his waist with his right hand and lifted the reins with his left hand, and rushed towards the center of the battlefield.

Seeing Mu Nantian riding a horse, no soldiers on both sides of the battle stopped him without any eyes, and they all had a tacit understanding of each other and separated the road from it.

Lambert also rode his horse when he saw this. In this situation, he couldn't do it, after all, he had already let go.

The two soon met in close combat.

"Lambert, you are a child of the royal family and have done such a tragic act. Today I will clear the door for Your Majesty!" Mu Nantian roared and then slashed out with a sword.
Chapter completed!