At this moment, the middle-aged man had read the secret letter, stroked his short beard, and said calmly: "The people on the other side have news that the princess will only stay here for one day, and won't stay for a moment. If the princess makes a move, let Song Zining arrange it." It doesn't matter how many backhands. This matter is settled like this, and we will start immediately when the princess arrives at night."
Gu Liyu opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. Seeing that there are thousands of reasons for myself, these people are absolutely unwilling to listen to one more sentence. He came from a humble background, but he was even more arrogant. He snorted heavily and strode out of the camp without looking back.
The faces of the people in the tent naturally couldn't look any better, and a young and energetic one sneered: "A dog leg, does he really treat himself as a thing? The Song clan's standing here is almost the same!"
The voice of this sentence was not low enough for Gu Liyu to hear clearly, and the greenness on his face suddenly became a little bit heavier.
Heiliu City, Dark Fire Base. Song Zining sat in the study, meditating silently. Bursts of noise continued to come from outside the window, breaking the silence of the room.
At this moment, the city was full of people, almost chaotic. The army of the dark race is less than 100 kilometers away, and one day they will arrive at the opponent's number as high as 50,000. Although most of them are cannon fodder, such a scale cannot be stopped by a mere division. Even in the history of Heiliu City's construction, there has never been a battle of this level.
The army was overwhelming, and after the adventurers and mercenaries in the city got the news, many wanted to leave the city immediately. Once Heiliu City was breached, staying in the city would be a dead end. However, Song Zining had already issued an order first, closing the four doors and not allowing anyone to enter or leave.
The war is imminent, and of course the spies of the dark race cannot be given the opportunity to pass freely. Song Zining's response could not be described as unpleasant, but people in the city were still in panic, rumors spread everywhere, and in order to strengthen the city's defenses, dark fire fighters were mobilized everywhere, and the whole city was in a state of restlessness for a while.
In addition, there are some rumors that the dark race has assembled such a force for Song Zining, and as long as he is handed over, the dark race will withdraw its troops.
Together, the rumor quickly spread throughout the city. In normal times, Song Zining's status was enough to make people think nothing wrong. But now that the dark army is pressing down on the country, it is an imminent crisis. If Song Zining was handed over, even if he would face the tragic revenge of the Song Clan, it would be after today. But if you don't hand over people, the whole city will be slaughtered immediately when the city is broken. This is the difference between early death and late death.
Rumors spread like a prairie fire, and no one went to investigate whether the content was true, and people became more and more uneasy. The adventurers, mercenaries, and darkfire fighters in the city began to have frictions. After more than a dozen conflicts occurred one after another, the disputes gradually turned into fighting.
In the study, Song Zining was still sitting quietly. Across the wall, he could faintly hear the chaos and hustle and bustle of the city, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, his straight body remained motionless, his brows were slightly raised, and his thoughts were wandering. It took him a long time to get up slowly, walked to the side of the room, and poured a cup of tea.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, Duan Hao walked in, and said in a deep voice: "Seventh Young Master, we have found more than a dozen people who spread that rumor, and it turns out that many of them are inextricably related to the Nangong family. But there are still a few People can’t determine whether it’s the source of the rumors for the time being, I’ve already sent people to keep an eye on them, how do you think about it?” The strategic node he’s in charge of is the closest to Heiliu City, and he was called back urgently the evening before yesterday, and he didn’t want to encounter them as soon as he entered the city. this situation.
Song Zining held the cup of Tianqing Kiln in his hand and warmed it. After the aroma was completely overflowing, he slowly drank the cup of tea. Fang said flatly, "Since we found it, let's kill them all."
Duan Hao was startled, "Seventh Young Master, isn't this inappropriate? Some of the people inside can't be sure that they are the mastermind..."
Song Zining said indifferently: "In extraordinary times, if you do extraordinary things, it doesn't matter whether you are the mastermind or not. Now that people in the city are fluctuating, don't count on their combat power. Why should they be distracted and guard their backs during the battle? Besides, if the city is really broken, That's 100,000 people buried with you. You still don't understand such a simple truth?"
Before Duan Hao came to Dark Fire, he had followed Song Zining for many years, and he knew the true nature of this Seventh Young Master very well. He knew that the more angry he was, the calmer he would appear on the surface. Just looking at the calmness between Song Zining's brows, as calm as still water, one can tell that he is extremely angry. At that moment, Duan Hao smiled wryly and bowed, leaving the door to work.
A moment later, in a busy market in Heiliu City, a thin and small man was suddenly grabbed out of the crowd by several wolf-like dark fire fighters, and he was forced to kneel on the ground.
The man didn't panic, but yelled loudly: "Why do you arrest me? Is there any law?"
A military officer sneered and said, "Beguiling the crowd with deceitful words is the way to death. Let's go on the road with peace of mind!"
Seeing the officer pull out his pistol, the man finally realized that something was wrong and struggled desperately, shouting, "Do you know who I am? I'm a direct descendant of the Nangong family. If you, a mere lowly bastard, dare to touch me, I will let your whole family Death!"
The officer sneered and pulled the trigger, and the large-caliber bullet immediately smashed half of the man's head.
In the crowd of onlookers, several people immediately backed away quietly. Such a scene happened in more than ten places in the whole city at the same time. Everyone in the city was in danger for a while, and most of the whispering energy of the idlers in the streets and alleys suddenly died down.
Song Zining stood on an observation deck in the dark fire, watched the execution from a distance, and ordered Song Hu who was standing behind him: "Have a banquet tonight, and call all the prominent figures in the city. As long as there are capable people Post all posts, identity doesn't matter."
Song Hu is very good at arranging this kind of thing, and he is tight-lipped. At nightfall, dozens of people had already gathered in the dark fire hall, sitting in several seats. These people can be described as a group of three religions and nine talents, including agents of aristocratic families, captains of various teams participating in bloody battles, leaders of mercenary groups, and even two leaders of underground forces in Heiliu City.
These two people are the leaders to put it nicely, but in fact they are the bosses of the gangsters, and they are not qualified to step into the gate of the dark fire at ordinary times. However, although their identities are humble, they are like the shadows of the city, holding a lot of secret channels and information, so Song Hu half-invited and half-forced them to bring them here.
During the banquet, the status and status of dozens of people were very different, and it was almost impossible to get together at ordinary times, but now they gathered together, and they were naturally a little awkward with each other.
When everyone had arrived, Song Zining was dressed in a fine attire, waving a folding fan leisurely, and slowly walked into the seat, with a flirtatious smile on his handsome face. Behind him, followed by a whole row of maids, all of them were tender and sweet, which greatly opened the eyes of many Yongye natives.
Song Zining picked up the wine, toasted to everyone, and said with a smile, "It's rare for everyone to appreciate you, so I'll do it first as a respect!"
After he finished speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, and everyone raised their glasses one after another. After that, he drank two more glasses, and after three glasses of wine, the atmosphere of the banquet suddenly became more relaxed and lively.
However, some people showed disdain in their eyes. Most of them came from aristocratic families. From the looks of it, Song Zining was clearly a frivolous dude. He had been rumored to be wise and powerful, and he was obviously just bragging about it.
After three rounds of drinking, two rounds of dishes, those beautiful maids shuttled between the banquets several times.
Song Zining saw that the fire was almost ready, so he got up, bowed to everyone, and said with a smile, "This young master is from the Song family, everyone knows it. This high-ranking family is nothing more than two points. One, is There are a lot of people, and the second is to save face and hold grudges. It is not easy to come to Heiliu City, so I am ashamed to be beaten away in a desperate manner, right? So this city must be defended, and I hope everyone here will do their best .”
After a pause, the smile on Song Zining's face became wider, and he said word by word: "If Heiliu City falls, the day when the city is destroyed will be the day of your death. At that time, no matter whether you take the Zhang Family or the Li Family It's still the Nangong family's money, but I'm desperate to spend it."
There was a moment of silence in the hall where embroidery needles could be heard falling, and then there was an uproar. No one expected that Song Zining would say such a thing, such a blatant and straightforward threat, it was tantamount to tearing the skin apart, leaving no room for it.
Everyone was shocked and angry, and someone called out immediately: "Song Zining, how can you Song Clan be so overbearing?"
Song Zining was still smiling, "I, the Song clan, are domineering. What's your opinion? In fact, I can be more domineering. Would you like to experience it?"
The man's face was blue and white, and cold sweat came down his forehead. Apart from killing them on the spot, what could be more overbearing
Song Zining looked around for a week, and everyone bowed their heads beyond their gaze. Even if some of these people come from aristocratic clans, compared with Song Zining, their status is in the sky. No matter if they are really convinced or pretend to bow their heads, as long as they have a little brains, they will not be the first to stand out at this time.
But there are too many people, and there are always alternatives. In the oppressive silence, one person whispered: "The Song clan acts so tyrannically and domineeringly, isn't it afraid that it will damage their reputation?"
Song Zining folded his folding fan to cover his mouth, chuckled lightly, and said to the man, "You received a lot of money from the Nangong family, and you were going to sell me with Heiliu City, but now you are worrying about the Song Clan's reputation? Don't you think it's strange?"
The man's face changed suddenly, and he said reluctantly: "Song Qigong is joking..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a short knife suddenly appeared in the hand of a maid who was serving wine, and then a cold light flashed, and a head flew high! This slash was extremely fast, but the man's body was still sitting upright, and blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, splashing all over the body and face of the people seated at the same table.
A drop of blood flew very far and landed on Song Zining's cheek. His smile, which was originally as gentle as spring water, instantly dazzled like the flames of hell.
This banquet didn't end happily until late at night. When everyone left, they just learned that the army of the dark race had arrived outside the city and was setting up a siege.
At this point, the hearts of the people in the city are peaceful. Before the army of the dark race arrived, there was still hope of escape, but going out of the city now would be a dead end. The four dark races have their own strengths, but none of them are weak in speed. If you want to compete with them in the wilderness, you are looking for death. The advantage of the human race has always been to rely on mechanical power to hold on to the city.
In Heiliu City, the defense has been arranged, and there are strong fortifications in all important areas, and heavy troops are stationed, facing the dark army outside the city, and the battle is imminent.
When Song Hu hurried into the study, Song Zining was still in high spirits and was practicing calligraphy. A long piece of rice paper hangs from the wall to the ground, and he hangs his elbow to stand on the book, dripping with ink, every stroke is like a clanging sword, as if it will come out through the paper.
"Seventh Young Master, the dark army has begun to move, and it will attack the city in an hour at most."
Song Zining let out a groan, put down his pen, and said slowly, "It's almost time, come, someone, put on my armor!"