Abandoned by the best children? I just take out the space

Chapter 1912 Battle of Yancheng

Until noon of the next day, Yang Afu still hadn't returned. Outside, the armies of both sides gathered under Yancheng, and a war was about to break out.

In the Xirong camp, the Xirong king looked at Zhaman and handed him the military token personally: "Zhaman, in this battle, I appoint you as the leader. Lead all the soldiers and win this battle."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will fulfill my mission and defeat Dayong and capture Yancheng." Zhaman tightly grasped the military token with an arrogant look, as if he was determined to win.

Under the gaze of the King of Xirong, after completing the formal ceremony, he left the tent and arrived at the foot of Yancheng, followed by a large number of soldiers.

There were soldiers originally from Xirong, as well as helpers borrowed from other countries. Looking at the huge army, Zhaman was all smiles. For this battle, he felt that he could win before it even started.

"Soldiers, do you have the confidence to capture Yancheng?" Zhaman roared, and the soldiers behind him responded immediately. The sound was so loud that it seemed to shake the entire space.

The more powerful they were, the more satisfied Zhaman was. He looked up at the top of the Yancheng city wall. Standing there was General Li, whom Zhaman did not recognize.

Besides, General Li was already old and did not look very strong, so he immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, is Dayong so incompetent? They actually sent a nobody to fight. Without Chen Changli, you guys in Dayong really have no one to use, not even a decent general."

A breeze blew by, as if blowing away all the sarcasm and ridicule. General Li frowned. As a general of Dayong, he would never allow others to make trouble and slander Dayong like this.

Pointing his spear directly at the city, General Li said in a cold tone: "Everyone, defend according to the deployment."

He did not argue with Zhaman, but directly ordered the defense of the city and immediately opened the battle line.

"Yancheng is easy to defend but difficult to attack. No matter how many people they have, we can hold it."

These words made Zhaman's previous ridicule seem so powerless, as if he had punched cotton, and his face became distorted.

"Damn it, you dare to ignore me." Zhaman was furious, but then he thought of something and the expression on his face relaxed.

"Old man, let me tell you, look at the army behind me. No matter how hard you defend, you won't be able to hold on. You will only lose your lives in vain. I don't like fighting and killing. How about we make a deal?"

Zhaman raised his brows, as if he had expected General Li to agree.

General Li did hesitate. He waved his hand to stop the soldiers, looked down at the tower, and said calmly, "Okay, it's OK."

"As long as you, Xirong, can return my old Duke and Duchess of Dayong, we can discuss the deal."

When he heard the other party asking for Chen Changli and Wan Shufang, Zha Man's eyes darkened and he was a little unhappy: "I am giving you a chance to live, not Chen Changli and Wan Shufang."

"His Majesty has ordered that the safety of the old Duke and his wife must be guaranteed."

General Li was neither humble nor arrogant, and did not give in at all. Seeing that he could not convince anyone, Zhaman became furious. He tightened the reins on his horse and did not say anything for a long time. The atmosphere fell silent in an instant.

Unlike the verbal battle in front, the basement was unusually quiet at this moment.

A group of men in black suddenly sneaked into the crowded mansion, moving cautiously as if they were looking for something, but after searching for a long time, they found nothing.

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads. One of them lowered his voice and said, "We didn't find it. There is a maid over there. Should we catch her and ask her?"

Seeing that the others nodded, he immediately took action and kidnapped the maid in a flash. The maid was so scared that her eyes widened and her whole body was shaking.

"save…"

"If you dare to shout it out, I will kill you."

After the threatening words were spoken, the maid immediately covered her mouth and shook her head.

"Now, take us to the place where people are usually detained." The dagger was pressed against the maid's neck. She did not dare to resist and took the people away obediently.

With someone leading the way, they soon found the basement, but the door to the basement was full of guards and they were exposed in an instant.

They pushed the maid away and started fighting with the guards. Seeing the flashes of swords and sabers passing before their eyes, the little maid could no longer bear it and fainted with her eyes turning black.

At this time, Chen Changli and Wan Shufang also heard the sounds of fighting coming from above. They looked at each other, and Wan Shufang immediately took out the sleeping pills from the space.

"What's going on, Chen Changli, Wan Shufang, did you hear it?" Amir's voice trembled and he shrank into the corner in fear.

The disappearance of Yang Afu and the pain of her severed finger made her realize that the people this time were ruthless and it would be difficult for them to escape.

Seeing Amir was afraid, Wan Shufang comforted him: "It sounds like a fight. I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend. I have the sleeping pills. We will act accordingly."

"Amir, you need to calm down and cheer up."

"Okay, okay." Amir swallowed and forced himself to cheer up. The fighting outside finally ended and the basement door was opened.

Several men in black came in, bloodstained. When they saw Amir, they knelt down and saluted: "Your subordinates greet Master Amir!"

After hearing this, Wan Shufang and Chen Changli immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that they were not enemies. She put away the drugs, and the group of people quickly opened the door for the three of them.

"Sir Amir, the king sent us here. We have killed all the guards outside the gate. We are taking you away now."

"Well, how's your Majesty?"

"Dayong and Xirong are at war, and the king is in the military camp..."

The subordinates reported to Amir what had happened in the past few days. Chen Changli and Wan Shufang were listening nearby. After escaping from the basement, Chen Changli asked Wan Shufang and Amir to stay in a safe place and treat their injuries.

He sneaked out and entered Yancheng through a pre-arranged route.

At the same time, outside the city of Yancheng.

Zhaman had been trying to persuade the old general with gentle persuasion, hoping to lure him into surrendering and working for him, so that he could help him attack Dayong. But no matter how he tried, the old general refused to budge.

"I said that only if we exchange people, we can have a deal."

Hearing this, Zhaman completely lost his patience. He swung out his sword and pointed it at the old general: "You old man, don't refuse my toast and drink the forfeit."

"Since you don't want to live, then go die!"

Zhaman roared, took out the military token, and was about to order an attack on the city, but suddenly a figure appeared on the city gate, which made him tremble with fear.

The hand that was holding the reins loosened subconsciously. Zhaman blinked and looked again. The figure was still there. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"Chen Changli, this is impossible, it's really you." Zhaman was surprised and confirmed it several times. Even though he couldn't believe it, he could only admit that he really saw Chen Changli standing on the city gate.

But Chen Changli should be in his dungeon and it is impossible for him to appear here.