Chapter 39:
Xianxia World, Ancient Jiang Country.
"Little sister, I'm going to battle."
After Long Yang finished the pancake in his hand, he smiled at Long Kui.
He put on his helmet.
Long Kui looked at her brother with a smile as beautiful as a flower. She nodded obediently and replied,"Yeah."
Long Yang looked at his obedient sister and felt a pain in his heart."Perhaps I won't be able to come back this time.”
At this moment, the armored man quickly stepped forward and half-knelt.
"Your Highness, the army of the Yang Country is at the city gates, we need to go out.”
Long Yang smiled at Long Kui, then turned around and left with a serious expression.
Long Kui looked at her brother who was far away, and a glint flashed across her eyes.
"This time, I, your elder brother, will accompany you in battle.”
He also turned around and walked quickly into the room, putting on the armor that he had prepared earlier.
His hair was hidden in his helmet, and his face was filled with determination. He picked up a three-foot-long sword and hung it at his waist, looking very valiant.
After he was ready, he pushed open the door and went out to the city wall.
……
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Yang Country had already arrived at the city.
Long Yang led 50,000 soldiers against hundreds of thousands of soldiers. It was clear who was stronger.
However, the soldiers of the Jiang Kingdom were not afraid of death. None of them fled because of fear.
The Crown Prince of the Jiang Kingdom fought with them. Even if he died, so what?
"Kill!"
The war drums sounded.
"Bang!"
"Bang! Bang!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The soldiers beat the drums with all their might, and the drums resounded throughout the entire Jiang Kingdom.
Corpses littered the ground, blood flowed like a river, and killing shook the sky.
During the battle, although he had the help of the nightshade, it was not very useful. His strength had already increased to the Golden Core stage.
On the battlefield, he could fight one against a hundred. However, there were too many enemies, and Long Kui's combat awareness was not strong.
Soon, Long Yang noticed this soldier who was in the limelight.
When Long Kui was almost injured, he helped her kill a Yang soldier who had ambushed her from behind.
"Brother, be careful!"
At that moment, countless arrows fell from the sky like a heavy downpour. Long Yang turned around and looked at the soldier in front of him in shock, slowly overlapping with his sister.
"Nightshade?"
Long Yang was extremely shocked. Since when did his sister know such martial arts?
Long Kui didn't have time to explain and actually picked up Long Yang with one hand and soared into the sky.
"Puff, puff, puff…"
The arrows all sank into the ground or some corpses.
Long Kui brought Long Yang to the top of the city wall of the Jiang Kingdom. Suddenly, her face turned pale.
Long Yang's back was hit by a few arrows. Long Kui fell to the ground and fainted.
As for Long Yang, he gritted his teeth and carried Long Kui back to the palace for the imperial physician to treat him.
Due to the appearance of the nightshade, Yang Country's one-day siege plan was disrupted.
Night was approaching, so the Yang Country could only temporarily beat the drums and retreat.
Long Yang came to the sword forging furnace with his bandaged body.
In front of him was a burning sword furnace.
A red sword had already taken shape in the sword furnace.
"Imperial Preceptor, how long will it take for the demonic sword to be forged?”
Long Yang asked the black-robed necromancer anxiously.
The black-robed necromancer bowed slightly to Long Yang.
"Reporting to the Crown Prince, anytime!"
A smile appeared on Long Yang's face.
"Good! Very good! If you can solve the crisis of the Jiang Kingdom and save the people from the suffering of war, you will be the great benefactor of the Jiang Kingdom!”
"Sir, please accept Long Yang's bow!"
As he spoke, he ignored the pain on his body and forcefully cupped his fists at the black-robed necromancer. However, such a big move caused the injuries on his body to crack again.
The white gauze began to be filled with scarlet blood.
However, when the black-robed necromancer raised his hand in return, his expression became serious again.
"Crown Prince, please wait."
"I still owe you the most important thing.”
Hearing this, Long Yang frowned slightly and asked in confusion,"
"What is it?"
The black-robed necromancer looked into Long Yang's eyes with his murky eyes and spoke slowly.
"The Crown Prince's blood and flesh."
Blood and flesh?
Long Yang's expression froze after hearing the black-robed necromancer's words.
He would never have thought that refining a sword would require his own flesh and blood.
The black-robed necromancer saw that Long Yang did not say anything, so he continued to speak.
"Only the flesh and blood of the Crown Prince's closest kin can be used to feed the sword, and only then can it be refined into a true demonic sword!”
The flesh and blood of his kin forged the sword.
Long Yang's heart ached. At the same time, he looked at the burning sword furnace.
After a moment, his eyes were extremely calm. As long as it was for the Jiang Kingdom, so what if he sacrificed himself?
"What if you use mine?"
The black-robed necromancer shook his head after listening to the story.
"The Crown Prince has the blood of the extreme Yang, while this demonic sword is of the Yin type and cannot be fused together.”
In the Jiang Kingdom, the Jiang Emperor only had one empress, and the empress only gave birth to one son and one daughter.
The male is Longyang, and the female is Nightshade.
Under the current circumstances, the only person who could satisfy the needs of the demonic sword was Long Kui!
“……”
Long Yang's heart trembled. He had lost all hope. The hope that Gu Du had thrown away was actually despair?？
"Why didn't you tell me in advance?!! Why?"
His eyes were filled with rage. In his anger, his hands grabbed the collar of the black robe, and endless killing intent suddenly erupted.
It was as if the necromancer in front of him would be torn apart in the next second.
However, Long Yang's reaction was within the black-robed necromancer's expectations.
"This…is the reason why the previous generations of King Jiang sealed the demonic sword and could not forge it.”
Although he was suffocated by Long Yang's murderous aura and blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth, the black-robed necromancer gritted his teeth and told the whole story.
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