Li Xuan personally led the reinforcements, arriving like a tempestuous downpour and plunging into the enemy ranks like a fierce tiger among a flock of sheep, instantly turning the tide of battle. Wielding his spear like a dragon emerging from the sea, every fierce strike blossomed with startling splashes of blood as he closed in directly on the arrogant masked leader. "You cowardly rat hiding your face, today is your day of reckoning! Die!" Li Xuan roared, his voice like a great bell that made the surrounding air hum, as if he sought to vent all the fury in his heart through that single cry.
The masked leader showed no trace of fear, a cold smile curling across his lips and a ruthless glint in his eyes. "You've come just in time. I've been wanting to cross swords with you—let me show you what we're truly capable of!" Before his voice even faded, he whipped out the curved blade at his waist, which flashed with an icy, cold light in the sunlight. In an instant, blades and spears crossed as the two engaged in a heart-pounding, life-or-death struggle. The surrounding soldiers fought individually, their battle cries and dying screams intertwining like a tragic war song echoing across the bloody battlefield.
Meanwhile, far away in the Capital, Su Ran sat in the imperial court with a solemn expression. Faced with this sudden and severe situation, he swiftly made a series of decisive moves. His gaze burned like a torch as he swept it across the ministers in the court, his voice fir…
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