Chapter 993 - 429: Refuting the Saint, Yang’s Pride
The Red Flame Army was still in the city, and by Hou Yuxiao's side, there were not only Chu Kuangren and Lu Kangping, these two Sub-Saints of the Martial Dao, but also at least ten other mighty figures, including Hou Yucheng, Hou Yujie, members of the Lu Family, and Jiangbei Alliance, even dozens of Yinyang Boundary experts and hundreds of Yuan Dan Realm martial artists.
It was definitely unwise to act against Hou Yuxiao at this moment!
Wanyan Jun knew it himself, but he just couldn't swallow his anger.
He, a grand Pingcheng King, one of the six kings of Great Jin, had two million troops at his command when retreating from Dongyuan Path, plus another two million from the four Hou moved from the Capital Region Path, making a total of four million troops, yet he was toyed with by Hou Yuxiao like this.
Reinforcements to Dongyuan Path were false, attacking Lincang City was false, attacking Hulao Pass was false, until half an hour ago, when a regular martial artist, captured by Zuoqiuyuan, the defender of Hulao Pass, was interrogated to reveal his identity as a member of Lu Family's Hurricane Heavenly Army, only then did Wanyan Jun realize.
Those two million soldiers charging towards Hulao Pass were all Lu Family's Hurricane Heavenly Army, and Hou Clan's two million Red Flame Army stayed put within the Lincang Path. Their real target was the capital city.
The capital city is in trouble, the capital city is in trouble...
Once the thought emerged in Wanyan Jun's mind, he immediately realized the great trouble ahead, but he still held a glimmer of hope, rushing to the capital city with Zuoqiuyuan, King Yongwei, King Yucheng, hoping he was wrong, thinking Hou Yuxiao couldn't possibly be this bold.
As they approached the capital city, the piercing bloody aura facing him made Wanyan Jun suddenly understand everything. Seeing Jiang Yuyun sitting on the dragon throne and rewarding officials grandly, his heart sank into despair and he understood what a huge mistake he had committed.
The capital city is lost, and at this critical juncture.