Hongming went straight to the south gate city wall.

The soldier, however, went to the county government office.

Upon seeing Chen Nan on the main seat, he reported, "Commander Chen, there is a fisherman at the South Gate who claims to be Wang Dong. He is leading 100,000 troops from Western Shu and is knocking on the gate."

Chen Nan nodded, tapping rhythmically on the armrest of his chair, and said calmly, "It's alright, let them wait outside the city first, there's no rush to go out."

Instead of immediately heading to the city wall, he planned to delay the army for a while.

After finishing his sentence, the soldier turned to leave, but before leaving, he muttered something under his breath.

"I bet the commander-in-chief will teach that Wang Dong a good lesson!"

"What did you say? What happened to the commander?" Chen Nan asked curiously when he heard the soldier mention Hongming.

The soldier who had already turned around turned back to face Chen Nan and asked in confusion, "Commander Chen, don't you know?"

"When the commander heard that Wang Dong had insulted Commander Chen, he didn't even go back to the county office and went straight to the south city wall."

Upon hearing this, Chen Nan's expression changed drastically, and he abruptly stood up from his chair.

He strode up to the soldier and demanded, "What did you say? Hongming went to the south city wall?"

"That's right, as soon as the commander heard Wang Dong's insults, he went straight up to the city wall."

The soldier looked completely bewildered, but still answered honestly.

"Oh no!" Chen Nanshuang stopped abruptly and headed straight for the county government office.

Just as they arrived outside the county government office, they ran into Hongze, who was escorting Fang He.

When the two met, Hongze greeted him, "Chen Shuai is here. Where are you rushing off to?"

Seeing Hongze, Chen Nan asked in confusion, "Didn't Hongming go out with you? Didn't you go?"

The latter scratched his head: "No, the commander-in-chief told me to keep an eye on Fang He."

As he spoke, he pointed to Fang He, who was half a meter behind and being held back by three people.

Chen Nan didn't dwell on it too much and said calmly, "Since that's the case, then take Fang He away first. Remember to go to the south city wall after you've finished this."

Hongze watched the departing figures, completely puzzled, and muttered to himself, "You two have already left, what do you want me to do?"

He didn't understand, but Chen Nan was the deputy commander of the army, and his words were military orders, so he naturally had to carry them out.

Chen Nan sped along and soon climbed the south city wall.

After climbing the city wall, I looked around and couldn't see Hongming anywhere.

Several guards on the city wall were busy at a corner.

Looking around, several people were holding Northern Wei banners and searching for a suitable spot in the corner.

"Put down the banner!"

Chen Nan ran towards the corner of the wall while trying to stop him.

Before the group could even turn around, a voice rang out.

"We are acting on the Commander-in-Chief's orders. Who do you think you are, daring to give orders..."

The conversation ended abruptly halfway through.

Simply because the person who spoke turned around.

The person who stopped him from raising the flag was actually Chen Nan, the deputy commander of the army.

For a moment, the person who spoke turned pale, staring blankly at Chen Nan, his hands frozen in mid-air, his mouth wide open, and even drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

After being stunned for a while, someone nudged the man's arm from the side, and he finally reacted, scrambling over to Chen Nan and kneeling down.

"Commander Chen, I was drunk just now, it was me..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he saw Chen Nan's face turn as black as the bottom of a pot.

He then realized that he had said the wrong thing again.

At this time, during a major battle, he actually dared to say that he said those things because he was drunk.

Isn't this just walking into the line of fire?

After he said that, those people who were waving the flags no longer dared to continue.

Together they lowered the flag, then tremblingly approached Chen Nan, awaiting his judgment.

Chen Nan glared at the man and asked, "What's your name?"

"Commander Chen, my name is Sun Ergou."

"Sun Ergou, hmm, I'll remember you."

Chen Nan turned to look at the others: "Where's Hongming? Didn't they say she went up to the city wall?"

The people being stared at by him became even more flustered, their limbs trembling uncontrollably.

One of them boldly pointed outside the city.

"Commander Chen, the commander has gone out of the city alone to challenge Wang Dong."

"Hongming left the city alone?" Chen Nan was taken aback and leaned over the city wall to look down.

Sure enough, he saw Hongming about a mile away, dressed in full armor, riding a tall horse, and gripping a large sword tightly in his right hand.

Moreover, her aura has risen to that of a seventh-rank martial artist.

Right in front of her, a young man also dressed in armor, with a sneer on his face, charged towards Hongming, holding a long spear horizontally in his right hand.

"Hongming, retreat quickly!"

Chen Nan shouted loudly.

There was one thing he didn't tell Hongming and the others.

Wang Dong of Western Shu was not a newly promoted seventh-rank martial artist.

Western Shu had been accumulating power for so long, even knowing that Northern Wei had two seventh-rank martial artists.

Only Wang Dong knew he was no match for them, so he dared not resist.

However, not long ago, Wang Dong fell ill and was bedridden.

By sheer chance, he actually reached the threshold of an eighth-rank martial artist.

In other words, Wang Dong is now at the peak of the seventh-grade martial artist, just one step away from becoming an eighth-grade martial artist.

An eighth-rank martial artist can briefly remain suspended in the air for three breaths.

This is precisely the gap between the seventh and eighth ranks.

The leader of the Bad Guys privately told Chen Nan that Wang Dong could now levitate for a breath.

Hongming was no match for him at all.

That's why Chen Nan was in such a hurry.

As they were talking, the person had already arrived in front of Hongming.

The newcomer smiled faintly and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Heh, you are Hongming? The seventh-rank war god of Northern Wei?"

As a martial artist, Hongming could naturally sense that the aura emanating from his opponent was far superior to his own.

However, she showed no sign of backing down, her entire being brimming with fighting spirit: "What? Are you scared?"

"Hmph, I, Wang Dong, have never known what fear is!"

As he spoke, he suddenly swung his right-hand spear.

Hongming reacted extremely quickly to deflect the shot.

The moment the knife and gun made contact, Hongming felt a powerful shock in his right hand.

He tightened his grip on the knife and quickly retreated, creating distance between them.

After pulling it open, Hongming was panting heavily, his face flushed.

Just now, if she hadn't suddenly gripped her broadsword tightly, her weapon would have been knocked from her hand.

Seeing Hongming retreat, Wang Dong's smile widened, and he sneered, "Heh, what? Is this your Northern Wei's God of War?"

"You can't possibly not even withstand one of my shots, can you? If that's the case, you might as well come with me, give me two big, healthy sons, and stay at home to be a good wife and mother!"

As he spoke, Wang Dong burst into laughter.

Yes, he was trying to provoke Hongming.

He also knew that there was a huge gap between the two sides, and it was obviously impossible to defeat Hongming in a short period of time.

When a person is extremely angry, they will only know how to attack and thus abandon defense.

Sure enough, provoked by him, Hongming gritted his teeth, and the veins in his neck twisted and contorted.

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