Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower novel Chapter 1169

"Young Master, we've arrived at the wall. Do you want the honor to be the first one to climb?" Dai asked, ignoring Feng Ao Si's blatant hurting remark from before. He had the feeling if the one who were here was not him but other people… that person would like to smack Feng Ao Si so much.

"No, I can't replicate Nan's action and I still love my face a lot."

Dai: "…" your face is worthless.

That was what Dai wanted to say the most, but he swallowed all the words into his throat. No matter what, Feng Ao Si is still his superior and also the one who paid his wages. He had to be somewhat respectful in front of others.

In the end, they could only ask some other soldiers to climb up first as fast as possible to reach the tall wall. Afterwards, it was Feng Ao Si's turn to go on rampage and began to kill more and more soldiers at the top of the wall.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of battle continued to spread further and further away.

Nan Hua thought that Nan Luo might be able to advance further, but when she saw the man who approached them, she knew that Nan Luo would most likely stick in this place. She glanced down at Xiao Yan and shouted, "Maintain the formation!"

"Yes!" Xiao Yan quickly arranged the soldier to maintain the formation. When Nan Hua is in the army, her words actually weight more than Nan Luo's words.

Clang!

"YOUNG COMMANDER NAN!" a man shouted and rushed towards Nan Luo, brandishing his sword.

Nan Luo raised his sword instinctively and blocked the attack perfectly. He looked at the man in front of him with suspicion as he truly didn't know who the other party is.

"Nan Pei, the son of General Nan," Nan Hua introduced the man while she was still staying by the stair. Her nonchalant behavior was a stark contrast with the other soldiers who were busy fighting around him.

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Nan Luo was bewildered as he couldn't think of anyone with the name of General Nan. After all, his cheap father didn't even go to the battlefield. But after a moment of confusion, he recalled that there was indeed someone with the name of General Nan in Wei Da Kingdom.

"Why the hell are you even looking for me?" Nan Luo snorted and swung his sword.

Clang! Clang!

Jerking his body to the side, Nan Luo blocked the attack and kicked Nan Pei's stomach, pushing him back.

Nan Pei was older and taller than him, but Nan Luo was disgusted when he thought that they shared the same surname. The other party was also rather crazy to be looking for him when they were not even related.

"You're just a worthless Nan Family branch who's left behind! I'll kill you!" Nan Pei roared and charged over again.

"Idiot!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The battle continued.

At the side, Feng Ao Si was also fighting rigorously, killing as many Wei Da Kingdom's soldier as he possibly could. His position was closer to the location where River General Kui was located as compared to Nan Hua.

However, he couldn't get close to River General Kui because these guards will definitely block him.

When he finally killed them, there will be more guards appearing.

"Uoooooooooooo!"

Not far from Feng Ao Si, Young Commander Kui was looking at the battle in front of him with hatred. He wanted to step forward and dealt with that adjutant who made trouble for him. However, he wouldn't be able to cross the soldiers to reach the other party so easily.

"The people I recruited are too poor." Prince Wei Da Yong frowned when he watched his people got killed so easily.

Young Commander Kui actually wanted to tell this prince that these young masters lacked experience. And being put at the forefront like this for their first battle, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they would be the meat shield.

However, Young Commander Kui knew that it was not the right place for him to say something like that.

He still needed this prince.

"Your Highness, these people might need more morale from you. After all, you're the one who brought them here," Young Commander Kui suggested in a tactful manner.