Heroes of Troubled Times: Chronicles of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms

Tian Lingzi was horrified, watching Zhang Jun being hit by the arrow of the Fire Dragon Bow and turned into a blazing flame, a cruel and shocking scene in the dark night.

The mysterious figure turned and looked at Tian Lingzi, revealing an indescribable emotion in his eyes: "Do you still want to continue the challenge?"

Tian Lingzi's face was ashen, and anger and fear surged in his body. He knew that facing this mysterious figure in front of him, he had to try his best to have a glimmer of hope.

I will defeat you! "Tian Lingzi shouted, turned into a meteor, and rushed towards the mysterious figure.

The two fought like lightning, and every move was both offensive and defensive, and the scene was extremely tragic. Tian Lingzi fought with all his strength, trying his best to resist, but he could not gain the upper hand.

The mysterious figure looked at Tian Lingzi indifferently, with a gleam in his eyes: "Your ambition cannot change the general trend, so just surrender."

Tian Lingzi was panting, but did not give up resistance: "I will never admit defeat, I want to take back my rightful rights!

With a sharp whistle, Tian Lingzi used his final trick, ready to fight for success or failure.

The night returned to silence again, leaving only traces of layers of ruins in the courtyard.

The sun shone through the window into the palace, and Zhaozong sat on the dragon chair with a look of relief. The matter finally came to an end, but he was still frightened.

"We have brought Tian Lingzi to justice." A courtier knelt on the ground to report.

Zhaozong nodded, calm but exhausted: "This matter has finally come to an end."

Outside the palace, Zhang Jun stood in the garden, looking into the distance, with thousands of words in his heart. The mysterious figure behind him came over and said mysteriously: "This storm has finally calmed down, and you have contributed to it."

Zhang Jun turned around, his eyes flashing with gratitude and admiration: "Thanks to you, this crisis can be resolved. How many secrets are hidden behind the mysterious power?"

The mysterious figure smiled slightly, without much answer, leaving only one sentence: "Time will reveal all the mysteries."

On the streets of Chang'an City, the people returned to their peaceful lives, but when the night fell, some legends about the battle would still be heard.

An old man sat in a teahouse, greeting passers-by and began to tell about the fierce battle that night. "It is said that the swordplay that night seemed to have knocked down the entire Chang'an, and the blood dyed the night red."

A young man smiled and leaned in to listen to the story: "Who is that mysterious archer?"

The old man shook his head, "I don't know. But the power of the Fire Dragon Bow is indeed terrifying."

In the bustling market, fishmongers were busy preparing fresh seafood, and vendors on the side were selling all kinds of fruits and vegetables.

"Have you heard? In the battle last night, Tian Lingzi was finally defeated by a mysterious person!" A voice gate conveyed the news in the crowd.

The atmosphere in the market suddenly became tense, and people talked about it, full of curiosity andfear.

In the midst of the power struggle, Zhang Jun secretly intensified his battle with Li Keyong. He bribed some generals and hoped that he would be allowed to lead troops to attack Li Keyong.

Zhu Wen saw this opportunity at this time and knew that he could benefit from it. He decided to send troops to the streets of Wei to further weaken Li Keyong's strength.

The Christian messenger Luo Fuxing of the Wei Kingdom was in a dilemma. He was unwilling to participate in the battle with Zhu Wen, knowing that this was both an adventure and a risk for Wei. He tried to solve the problem by seeking peace and maintain peaceful coexistence with Zhu Wen.

"Zhu Wen, we can solve this problem through peace talks." Luo Fuxing calmly suggested to avoid more casualties.

Zhu Wen sneered, his eyes fierce and sinister: "Peace talks? Do you think I will listen to your advice? I want to gain more power and break the shackles."

Luo Fuxing took a deep breath. He knew that Zhu Wen was an extremely ambitious person. He did not want to get involved in this meaningless battle.

On the border of the empire, the two armies began to gather, and the soldiers were preparing for battle intensively. The cold wind swept through the camp, and several bonfires flickered with faint light.

"General Li, Zhu Wen has sent more and more troops." A confidant reported nervously.

Li Keyong frowned. He understood the hardship and danger of this battle. But he believed in his troops and the power of justice.

"We must defend Hedong and protect our homeland for His Highness Feng Di." Li Keyong said firmly.

The army was ready to go, and the war horses marched steadily and powerfully to the battlefield. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere of battle, and everyone knew the criticality of this battle.

Zhu Wen put on a thick battle robe, stood on the city wall, and looked down at the battle that was about to unfold. "Li Keyong, do you think you can withstand my attack? I will destroy you!"

What greeted him was the land bathed in the sun. The Wei army led by Li Keyong was indomitable and in high spirits.

"Soldiers, fight for your homeland and His Highness Feng Di!" Li Keyong shouted loudly, guiding the troops to charge forward.

The battle began, with swords and shadows intertwined, and shouts of killing one after another. The earth trembled, the horses galloped, and the bloody smell filled the air.

Zhu Wen stared coldly at the enemy galloping in front of him, with a sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth: Do you think I will lose? I will not let you succeed!

The confrontation between them lasted for several hours, and each conflict cost both sides a heavy price. But on the battlefield, there was no time for anyone to breathe.

On the vast plains by the river, the bloody storm formed a tragic picture, and life and hope were shattered on this cruel battlefield.

I don’t know how long it took. Li Keyong looked at the defeated army around him, his heart filled with sadness and helplessness. He knew that this battle was too heavy for them to bear.

“Retreat!” Li Keyong whispered the order. Although it was painful, he had no choice.Survival is the most important thing.

Zhu Wen, who was far away, saw the Wei army begin to retreat and smiled: "Hahaha, I succeeded! I won this battle!"

The joy of victory flowed through Zhu Wen. He didn't care about the retreat of Wei. He only cared about his own power and interests.

Back in the barracks, Luo Fuxing stood on the high platform, overlooking the battlefield, with a heavy sadness in his heart. He understood that casualties from this battle were inevitable.

Zhu Wen thought to himself: "Zhang Jun and Li Keyong are tit-for-tat, and it is a good time for me to intervene. If I can help Zhang Jun win and reap the fruits of his victory, I will definitely be able to gain greater benefits."

So, Zhu Wen secretly sent elite troops to the streets of Wei, intending to deter Li Keyong and weaken his military power.

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