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Chapter 457 Prince VS Little Brother 57

"Your Majesty, can't you see that Nanzhao may have already formed an alliance with Dayong? Otherwise, why would they have no problem with food and grass?"

"Yes, my king, we are now under attack from all sides. Please move the capital. As long as there is green, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

The ministers kept giving advice and remonstrations, and they really wronged Nanzhao.

If Fu Nanzhan hadn't had food and supplies in his own space, Dayong would probably be in a difficult situation now.

"No!" King Dada swung his sleeves, his eyes revealing a hint of determination. "I will never abandon the city and flee! Go, gather the warriors of Dada, and follow me to the tower to fight!"

He straightened his back, trying to show his former majesty. Although he knew in his heart that this battle would be disastrous, as the king of Dada, how could he bear to easily abandon the country that his ancestors had fought for?

In his heart, he always believed that Dayong and Dada should be equally powerful.

The reason why Dayong was able to attack the royal city so smoothly this time must be because Nanzhao rebelled and did not destroy their food and grass supplies as planned. Otherwise, how could Dayong's army have such long-lasting combat effectiveness?

What made him even more upset was that the poisoning he had carefully planned last time on Fu Nanzhan failed to take his life.

If Fu Nanzhan had died of poisoning at that time, all these crises might have been resolved. How could Nanzhao and Dayong have joined forces, and would there have been the current predicament?

When King Dada led a group of warriors to the top of the city wall, the scene before him made his heart sink suddenly.

The Dayong army was well-organized and in high spirits, and the soldiers attacking the city surged towards the city walls like a tide.

And in the army, Fu Nanzhan was wearing armor, riding majestically on a tall horse, commanding the battle calmly.

His eyes were firm and sharp, and his every move exuded a chilling aura, as if the entire battlefield was under his control.

King Dada was filled with hatred. He drew his bow and shot an arrow without hesitation. The arrow, filled with his anger and expectation, shot towards Fu Nanzhan like a flash of lightning.

In his mind, there was only one thought at this moment, which was to take Fu Nanzhan's life. Perhaps in this way, the crisis of Dada could be resolved and his kingdom would have a chance to breathe.

However, Fu Nanzhan was a famous general who had been on the battlefield for a long time. The moment King Dada's arrow shot over, he keenly sensed a hint of danger.

He just leaned slightly to the side, stretched out his hand easily, and caught the arrow that was flying towards him steadily.

"King Dada's archery skills need to be improved!" Fu Nanzhan shouted loudly, his voice filled with a bit of sarcasm and mockery, echoing over the battlefield.

When the surrounding Dayong soldiers heard this, they immediately burst into laughter. The laughter was like sharp blades, piercing King Dada's heart.

His face turned ashen in an instant, and he was shaking with anger. He gripped the bow tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force, but he was helpless.

"Soldiers, work harder! If we capture the Dada King City today, we will be able to return to the capital soon. Charge!" General Feng excitedly waved his weapons and shouted loudly.

There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Under his command, the morale of the Dayong soldiers was even higher, and they shouted and launched wave after wave of fierce attacks on the city wall.

Although King Dada personally went to the city wall and tried to boost morale and fight bravely, he was ultimately unable to withstand the powerful offensive of the Dayong army.

As time went on, there were fewer and fewer Dada soldiers on the city wall, and the defense line was gradually breached.

In the end, King Dada was captured alive on the city wall by the soldiers of Dayong.

The Dayong army poured into the royal city like a tide. Dayong's military flags fluttered high on the city walls, rustling in the wind, as if announcing the destruction of Dayong.

Since then, the Dada Kingdom, which once enjoyed great glory on this land, came to an end in this brutal war and became the dust of history, leaving only the ruins to bear witness to its past of rise and fall, honor and disgrace.

On the distant skyline, the billowing dust raised by the horses' hooves was like a winding dragon, galloping towards Dayong.

He was an express messenger who had travelled eight hundred miles, bearing the news of victory, and he travelled day and night, not daring to stop for a moment.

The moment the messenger stepped into the court of Dayong, the originally solemn and dignified court was instantly broken by a burst of excited noise.

Fu Runze sat upright on the dragon throne. When he heard the news of victory, a smile instantly broke out on his face. At first, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and then he couldn't help laughing.

He laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits and his mouth almost stretched to his ears. He kept clapping the armrests of the dragon throne with his hands and kept saying, "Good! Good! Good!" The three "good"s echoed in the court for a long time, as if to convey the joy of victory to every corner.

However, when Fu Runze saw the letter presented by Fu Nanzhan, his smile froze slightly, and then returned to normal.