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As the person with the highest generation and highest prestige among the Liu family in Chongling, Liu Liang quickly gained the support of dozens of clans in Chongling.

This means that Liu Yan completed the last picture of the puzzle he planned.

Liu Yan's private tyrants raised by his subordinates, the financial resources of the Li Tong family, and the people of the Chongling Liu family. These three together set up the first foundation for winning the world.

However, it is not so easy to raise an army. Even with the support of Liu Liang and the support of Liu family in Chongling, Liu Yan still needs time to purchase weapons, recruit people, and train soldiers.

These things happened to be something that Liu Yan could not do in Wancheng before. As one of the five cities in the world and an important city in the south, the city guards of Wancheng could tolerate Liu Yan's existence as an underground controller, but they would never allow him to build an army under his nose.

In a blink of an eye, three years have passed.

In November, the third year of Dihuang.

Xiaoyue Tower.

In the room, three people sat around several tables and sat in a circle.

Ren Guang sat opposite Liu Xiu, holding a wine glass in his hand, and taking a sip from time to time. He has always been Liu Yan's most trusted subordinate and the most loyal subordinate.

Li Tong had a short beard on his lower jaw, holding a tortoise shell in his hand, rubbing and playing with it gently. As the representative of the Li clan in Nanyang, although he did not publicly become a subordinate of Liu Yan, he just used the years to come to Xiaoyuelou to have fun as a cover and came to meet Liu Yan from time to time. However, in private, he was already Liu Yan's most important think tank.

Liu Yan stroked a long and narrow sword in his hand, and the light reflected from the blade just shone on his sight, a bright light belt.

All preparations are ready. Tonight will be the night of launch.

However, Liu Xiu and Liu Ji are not in Wancheng, but in Chongling.

During the past three years, Liu Xiu has been responsible for training troops in Chongling. In order to protect his safety, his brother also arranged Liu Ji to his side for close defense. Fortunately, the man in black never appeared again.

Since Liu Ji brought Liu Xiu to Xiaoyue Tower in a confused manner eight years ago, he has also followed Liu Yan and has now become the number one thug under Liu Yan. Unfortunately, the only thing he has made is his skills. His head is always the ignorant look he used to be.

"There is another...one hour. Ren Guang, confirm again. Are all the swordsmen who raided? "

Liu Yan focused on wiping the blade in his hand and asked without raising his head.

"Everything is ready." Ren Guang nodded steadily: "Three hundred people raided the South Gate, and at any cost, they had to seize the city gate from the inside and let the young master's army enter the city. Four hundred people set off from Xiaoyue Tower half an hour later, and attacked the prefect's mansion while launching the South Gate and killed Zhang Fang."

"Hmph... In the past few years, Zhang Fang has received countless property from me. He thought it was a transaction in exchange for his compromise and tolerance for me. But what he didn't expect was..." Liu Yan's mouth bent a cruel sneer: "That money is bought by his head!"

"Li Tong, is there any problem with Axiu?" Liu Yan raised his head again and looked at Li Tong: "Where has his army marched?"

Li Tong smiled calmly: "The Feige's letter I received three hours ago is still thirty miles away from Wancheng. In terms of the distance, I can catch up no matter what. As long as we can open the south gate smoothly before that."

"The commando at the South Gate will seize the gate half an hour earlier. As long as you can defend the city gate for half an hour, A Xiu will lead the troops into the city." Liu Yan nodded: "Although the 300 people at the South Gate are fewer than those who raid the prefect's mansion, they are better at it, and there will be no problem. By the way, what is the result of the divination of the uprising tonight...?"

"Don't worry, Bo Sheng. He has calculated countless times. Whether it is the capture of the South Gate or Zhang Fang's death, it is a fact that is destined to happen." Li Tong shook the tortoise shell in his hand and raised his eyebrows. Although he has become Liu Yan's de facto subordinate, Li Tong has always only called him the word "大天" and has never called the word "天" on the top.

"Speaking of this, since there is still one hour..." Li Tong suddenly showed a mysterious smile on his face: "Can I go downstairs to relax for a while? The girls are all returning it, right?"

Liu Yan glared at Li Tong fiercely, without speaking, but the message revealed in his eyes was already very obvious. However, Li Tong just smiled in a crescendo and stretched out his hands to raise it to surrender.

Liu Yan ignored Li Tong and slowly wiped the long knife in his hand, but his eyes gradually became blurred.

In his mind, the scene of Liu Chong, the Marquis of Anzhong, attacking Wancheng in the past gradually emerged.

It was noon, and Liu Yan was on the top of Wancheng, looking at the chaos of battles under the city. With his status and identity in Wancheng, naturally no one would interfere with his existence. Although the city was covered with running defenders, no one dared to question why a ranger could stay on the top of the city and watch the upcoming battle leisurely.

In fact—that is not even considered a battle.

The soldiers recruited by Liu Chong's men only had more than 300. With such a surprise attack and such a number of people, it was naturally impossible for him to have any siege equipment.

Their purpose is not to attack the city, but to seek death.

After convincing Liu Liang and Liu Yan for failure, An Zhonghou even disbanded all the recruited soldiers, leaving only the 300 people who were most loyal to him. He no longer hoped to capture Wancheng, but only hoped to awaken all the Han clans in the world with his own death.

Three hundred people, arranged in neat formations, rushed towards the city gate.

On the city tower, arrows were raining like rain, shooting continuously towards the city. Some people kept falling down in the queue, but no one stopped.

There were only 300 people, and the city guard did not even close the city gate, but opened the city gate, waiting to welcome the attack of the three hundred people.

Inside the city gate cave is the gun forest shield formation that is ready for battle.

Because the city guard believed that only in this way could the death of these 300 people be more tragic and more vigilant.

When they rushed to the city, hundreds of corpses had been left on the short 100 steps. However, although the queue had become sparse, it did not retreat at all.

Then, there was a collision of blood splashing!

Liu Chong and everyone he brought had already made up their minds to die.

They fearlessly greeted the spear that pierced with their bodies, allowing their blood to splatter, just to clamp the tip of the gun with their muscles and bones, and then slashed forward with the sword in their hands, and exchanged their own life for the life of the defenders in front of them.

Since returning to Nanyang County and starting his career as a ranger in Wancheng, Liu Yan has seen countless killings. However, none of them can compare to the shock of the scene in front of him.

There is no shouting, no crying, no desperate escape. Some are just a spectacular scene of silently offering their bodies to sacrifice like surging waves slamming the reefs.

Such a battlefield will never be seen in the battle between rangers for territory.

The final scene was when Liu Chong waved his sword in his hand randomly, slashed and killed two soldiers guarding the city, and was penetrated by five spears from his chest.

Liu Yan clearly saw that his chest was penetrated from front to back, and the huge impact force even pushed him back a few steps, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Liu Chong's body fell backwards. The moment he fell down, Liu Yan saw his gaze and met himself on the city wall.

It was strange. Although he had been touched by the hands of death, there was no trace of fear or cowardice in his eyes. Even the unwillingness could not be seen at all.

Liu Yan only saw deep satisfaction in Liu Chong's eyes.

Then, Liu Yan saw him gently twitch his lips a few times.

To yourself.

Despite the distance so far and even though Liu Chong couldn't even make a sound, Liu Yan still read what he wanted to say from his lips.

——"I don't regret it."

Until Liu Yan walked down the city tower step by step, Liu Chong's words still kept ringing in his heart.

Liu Chong... has no regrets.

So, what about yourself?

"Master, it's time to leave."

Liu Yan's memories were broken by Ren Guang's reminder. He woke up and raised his head, only to see Ren Guang kneeling beside him, looking at him with concern.

Time has come.

"Yes, it's time to leave." Liu Yan took a deep breath and held the long knife in his hand that had been wiped countless times.

"Wancheng, after tonight, you will belong to me!"
Chapter completed!