Monarch of Evernight: One, three, three is about to happen

bsp;At this moment, the middle-aged man had read the secret letter, stroking his short beard, and said calmly: "The people on the opposite side have received news that the princess will only stay here for one day, and will not stay for a moment longer. If the princess takes action, No matter how many back-ups Song Zining arranges, it won't work. This matter is settled as soon as the princess arrives in the evening."

Gu Liyu opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. Seeing that even if they have thousands of reasons, these people will never listen to one more word. He was from a humble background, but he was even more arrogant. He snorted loudly and strode out of the camp without looking back.

The expressions of the people in the tent were obviously not good. A young and arrogant man sneered: "You are a bitch, you really treat yourself like a thing? The one from the Song Clan is just fine standing here!"

The words were spoken loudly enough for Gu Liyu to hear clearly, and his face suddenly became a little greener.

Black Current City, Dark Fire Base. Song Zining sat in the study, silently meditating. Bursts of noise continued to come from the window, breaking the silence of the room.

The city is now crowded with people, almost chaotic. The dark race's army is less than a hundred kilometers away from here, and it will arrive one day, with as many as 50,000 people. Although most of them are cannon fodder, such a scale cannot be stopped by a mere division. Even in the history of the establishment of Blackstream City, there has never been a battle of this level.

The army was approaching. After the adventurers and mercenaries in the city got the news, many of them immediately wanted to leave the city and escape. Once Blackstream City is captured, staying in the city is a dead end. However, Song Zining had already issued an order in advance, closing the four doors and not allowing anyone to enter or exit.

With the war imminent, of course, the dark race spies cannot be given a chance to pass freely. Song Zining's response was not unpleasant, but people in the city were still panicked, rumors were spreading, and in order to strengthen the city's defenses, Dark Fire warriors were mobilized everywhere, making the whole city restless for a while.

In addition, there are some rumors that the dark race has gathered such military strength just for Song Zining. As long as he is handed over, the dark race will withdraw its troops.

This rumor quickly spread throughout the city. Normally, Song Zining's identity would be enough to stop people from thinking anything wrong. But now that the dark army is pressing down on the situation, it is an imminent crisis. If Song Zining is handed over, even if he will face brutal revenge from the Song clan, it will only happen after today. But if you don't surrender, the whole city will be slaughtered immediately when it is broken. This is the difference between dying early or dying late.

Rumors are like a prairie fire, spreading in an instant. Later, no one bothers to find out whether the content is true, and people become more and more uneasy. There began to be friction between the adventurers, mercenaries and dark fire warriors in the city. After more than a dozen small and large conflicts occurred one after another, the disputes gradually turned into violence.

In the study, Song Zining was still sitting calmly. Separated by a wall, you could vaguely hear the chaos and noise in the city, but he seemed completely unaware of it. His straight body remained motionless, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his thoughts wandered to nowhere. It took him a long time to slowly get up, walk to the bench and pour a cup of tea.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and 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 indeed many of them are inextricably related to the Nangong family. However, there are still a few people who are not sure whether they are the source of the rumors. I have sent people to keep an eye on them. What do you think we should do?" The strategic node he is responsible for is closest to Blackstream City. He was urgently recalled the night before yesterday and did not want to enter the city. Just encountered this situation.

Song Zining held the Tianqing Kiln cup in his hands and warmed it. After the aroma completely overflowed, he slowly drank the cup of tea and said calmly: "Now that we have found them, let's kill them all."

Duan Hao was suddenly shocked, "Qi Shao, is this inappropriate? There are some people inside who cannot be concluded to be the masterminds"

Song Zining said calmly: "In extraordinary times, it doesn't matter whether you are the mastermind of extraordinary things. Now the people in the city are unstable. Not to mention counting on their combat power, do you have to be distracted and guard your back during the battle? Moreover, if it is really broken If you enter the city, you will be buried with 100,000 people. Don’t you understand such a simple truth?”

Duan Hao had followed Song Zining for many years before coming to Dark Fire. He knew the true character of the Seventh Young Master very well and knew that the more angry he was in his heart, the calmer he looked on the outside. Just looking at the calm look on Song Zining's brows, as quiet as water, one knew that he was extremely angry. Duan Hao smiled bitterly, bowed, and went out to do some work.

A moment later, in a busy area of ​​Blackstream City, a thin man was suddenly snatched out of the crowd by several dark fire warriors who looked like wolves and tigers, and forced him to kneel on the ground.

The man was not very panicked, but shouted loudly: "Why do you arrest me? Is there any law left?"

An officer sneered and said: "To deceive the public with evil words is the way to death. Go on your way with peace of mind!"

Seeing the officer take out his pistol, the man finally realized that something was wrong and struggled desperately, shouting: "Do you know who I am? I am a direct member of the Nangong family. If you, a mere pariah, dare to touch me, I Let your whole family die!"

The officer sneered and pulled the trigger. The large-caliber bullet immediately shattered half of the man's head.

In the crowd of onlookers, several people immediately and quietly retreated. Scenes like this happened in more than ten places across the city at the same time. Everyone in the city was in danger for a while, and most of the energy of those idle people whispering in the streets suddenly died down.

Song Zining stood on the observation deck in a dark place and watched the execution scene from a distance. He ordered Song Hu, who was standing behind him, to hold a banquet tonight and call all the prominent figures in the city. As long as All capable people post, their identity is not important.”

Song Hu is very good at arranging this kind of thing without leakage. When night falls, dozens of people have gathered in the dark fire hall, sitting in several seats. These people can be said to be a gathering of three religions and nine streams, including agents/agents of aristocratic families, captains of various teams participating in **** battles, leaders of mercenary groups, and even two leaders of the underground forces in Black Current City.

To put it nicely, these two people are leaders, but in fact they are the bosses of the gangsters. They are usually not qualified to step into the dark fire gate. However, despite their humble status, they were like the shadow of the city, possessing many secret channels and information, so Song Hu also brought them here half-invited and half-forced.

The status of the dozens of people at the banquet was so different that it was almost impossible to get together. But now they were gathered together, and they were naturally a little embarrassed.

When everyone had arrived, Song Zining was dressed in fine clothes, swinging his folding fan in a leisurely manner, and walked slowly into the seat, with a frivolous smile on his handsome eyebrows. Behind him, followed a whole row of maids, all of them tender and sweet, which really opened the eyes of many Yongye natives.

Song Zining picked up the wine, raised his glass to everyone, and said with a smile: "It's rare for you to show your respect, so I will do it first as a token of respect!"

After he finished speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, and everyone raised their glasses. Then he drank two more glasses, and after three glasses of wine, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became more relaxed and warm.

However, there was a hint of disdain in the eyes of some people. Most of them came from aristocratic families, and it was clear that Song Zining was a frivolous playboy. He had been rumored to be a wise and powerful man in the past, but he was obviously just flattering and boasting about it.

After three rounds of drinking, two rounds of food were served, and the beautiful maids also shuttled between the tables several times.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Song Zining stood up, saluted everyone, and said with a smile: "I am from the Song clan, everyone knows it. This high-ranking clan can only be said to have two things. One. Well, there is strength in numbers, and secondly, it is not easy for me to come to Heiliu City to save face, but I would be embarrassed to be beaten away in despair, so I hope you are here to defend this city. Everyone does your best."

After a pause, the smile on Song Zining's face grew brighter, and he said word for word: "If Heiliu City is lost, the day the city is destroyed will be the day of your death. At that time, no matter whether you are holding the Zhang family , Li family or Nangong family’s money, they don’t even have the chance to spend it.”

The hall was so quiet for a moment that you could hear the embroidery needle falling, and then there was an uproar. No one expected Song Zining to say such words, such a naked and straightforward threat, which was tantamount to completely tearing apart the face, leaving no room for error.

Everyone was shocked and angry, and someone shouted: "Song Zining, how can you, the Song clan, be so domineering?"

Song Zining still smiled, "I, the Song clan, are overbearing. What does this gentleman have to say? In fact, I can be more overbearing. Do you want to see it?"

The man's face turned green and white, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Besides killing him on the spot, what could be more domineering?

Song Zining looked around, and everyone in his gaze lowered their heads. Even if a few of these people are from aristocratic families, their status is as high as that of Song Zining. Whether they are truly convinced or pretending to bow their heads, as long as they have a little sense, they will not be the first to stand out at this time.

But when there are more people, there are always alternatives. In the oppressive silence, one person whispered: "The Song family is acting so tyrannically and domineering, aren't they afraid of damaging their reputation if word spreads about it?"

Song Zining folded his folding fan to cover his mouth, chuckled, and said to the man: "You took a lot of money from the Nangong family and were planning to sell me and Blackliu City together, but now you are worried about the reputation of the Song clan? Don't you think it's strange? ”

The man's expression suddenly changed, and he reluctantly said: "Song Qi Gongzi is joking"

Before he could finish his sentence, a maid serving wine next to him suddenly had a short knife in his hand, and then a cold light flashed, and a head flew high into the air! The knife struck extremely fast, but the man was still sitting upright, and blood spurted out from his neck like a fountain, splashing all over the faces of the people sitting at the table.

A drop of blood flew very far and landed on Song Zining's cheek. His originally gentle smile suddenly became as dazzling as the flames of hell.

This banquet ended happily until late at night. When everyone left, they learned the news that the army of the dark race had arrived outside the city and was setting up a siege.

At this point, the people in the city were at peace. There was still hope of escape before the dark race army arrived, but leaving the city now would be a dead end. The four major dark races each have their own strengths, but none of them are weak in speed. Trying to compete with them in the wilderness is simply seeking 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 defenses have been deployed. Strong fortifications are stationed in key areas and heavy troops are stationed. They are facing off against the dark army outside the city, and the war is about to break out.

When Song Hu hurried into the study, Song Zining was still interested and was practicing calligraphy. A long piece of rice paper hangs from the wall to the ground. He stands with his elbow hanging, and the ink is dripping. 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 take action. In another hour at most, it will attack the city."

Song Zining said oh, put down his pen, and said slowly: "It's almost time, come here, put on my armor!"