Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections

When the situation was changing, the Seventeenth Prince blew the horn of counterattack.

In the past two days, the Seventeenth Prince has been quietly accumulating strength in the dark, waiting for the opportunity, and he will take action only when Prince Longte gets rid of the prince.

It is because he saw through Prince Longte's ambition and the prince's cowardice.

So the Seventeenth Prince did not move his troops, so that he could give the enemy a fatal blow at this moment.

Just when Prince Longte was complacent and thought that the world was settled, the Seventeenth Prince decisively gave an order.

In an instant, half of the army that Prince Longte thought was as solid as a rock began to turn against him.

This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, catching Prince Longte off guard, and his dream of becoming an emperor began to disintegrate.

The originally unified army is now divided into two factions. The conservatives stick to their loyalty to Prince Longte, and most of the grassroots officers of the young faction have turned to the Seventeenth Prince.

The armies of both sides confronted each other on the streets of this city. The tense atmosphere was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, making it hard to breathe.

On the city walls, the soldiers lined up neatly with serious faces. The archers held the bowstrings tightly with their fingers, waiting for the order to fire all the arrows.

The war horses on both sides of the street raised their heads and neighed, and the sound of armor colliding echoed in the silent night.

The generals waved their weapons and flags and led their soldiers to rush towards each other.

Every collision and every encounter of swords and knives was accompanied by blood splashing and screams.

The moon was blocked by thick clouds, as if it didn't want to see this tragic scene.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night full of swords and blood.

"Seventeenth nephew, why do you and I have to kill each other like this? Why don't we join forces? I will manage the country for the first thirty years, and you will manage the country for the next thirty years, how about that?"

Prince Longte tried to use family affection as a bargaining chip to shake the determination of the Seventeenth Prince, but this strategy seemed too naive.

The Seventeenth Prince did not grow up under the aura of the royal family. His childhood memories were full of the tyranny and ugliness of the nobles.

Amid the ridicule of his peers, the Seventeenth Prince had an early understanding of the human feelings within the royal family, which gave him a profound understanding of power and status beyond his age.

Growing up in this special environment, the Seventeenth Prince had deep doubts and distrust of the concept of "family affection" advocated by the royal family.

In this royal family full of power struggles, the so-called family affection is often ruthlessly crushed by power and interests.

The Seventeenth Prince witnessed too many acts of unscrupulous means to fight for power and profit, and witnessed the endless intrigues and betrayals among family members.

These experiences made him realize that in this cold palace, the struggle for power is the eternal law.

Therefore, when Prince Longte tried to shake him with family affection, the seventeenth prince felt disgusted.

Ever since his biological mother was forced to succumb to those despicable dignitaries for a living, the seventeenth prince has made a vow in his heart: he will completely overturn this corrupt country and expose all injustice and darkness in broad daylight.

And now, everything he has done is just the first step to realize this grand plan.

The seventeenth prince raised his right hand and swung it down suddenly: "Shoot!"

The soldiers drew their bows and arrows in an orderly manner, and then, dense arrows rushed towards the direction of Prince Longte like a storm.

The arrows cut through the sky, whizzing, and the sound was sharp and piercing, as if to tear the sky apart.

Prince Longte was not unprepared.

The elite soldiers in front of him were well-trained, and faced with this sudden rain of arrows, the soldiers did not panic.

On the contrary, they formed a solid defensive formation, raised their shields, and formed an indestructible barrier. The arrows hit the shields and defense facilities fiercely, making a deafening metal collision sound, accompanied by sparks.

"Good! This is my royal heir!"

After enduring this wave of attacks from the Seventeenth Prince, Prince Longte finally showed a complex regret on his face.

He looked at the young and powerful prince, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

The royal family finally emerged with such an outstanding descendant, but it's a pity that he is destined to fall here today, which is really a pity.

To be honest, Prince Longte did have the idea of ​​winning over the Seventeenth Prince in his heart.

It is rare to be able to build such a huge force by one's own strength.

If the Seventeenth Prince can really join forces with Prince Longte, then the Longteng Empire will be as solid as a rock in the next hundred years, and no one can shake it.

However, how can others snore beside the bed?

Although Prince Longte deeply admired the talents and abilities of the Seventeenth Prince, his years of political experience told him that one of them must fall between him and the Seventeenth Prince today.

Otherwise, the Longteng Empire will soon fall into a chaotic situation of division, which is something Prince Longte would never want to see.

The Seventeenth Prince also knew this well, so he chose to stick to the Holy Dragon City instead of breaking out of the city and fighting a decisive battle with Prince Longte elsewhere.

This historic city became a battlefield for the two to fight to the death.

They all knew that this battle was not only about personal life and death, but also determined the future fate of the Longteng Empire.

In this fateful duel, only one person can stand to the end and become the true master of this country.

"It's so noisy outside, I can't sleep well."

Lin Yi sighed and woke up from the single bed in the dormitory. Tonight, there were shouts and screams everywhere in Shenglong City. It would be a problem if he could sleep well.

In fact, not only Lin Yi, but all the students of Shenglong Academy could not sleep tonight.

They gathered in front of the window, witnessing the fierce fighting outside and the Shenglong City in flames.

Both the Seventeenth Prince and Prince Longte had personally ordered that soldiers were strictly prohibited from harassing Shenglong Academy, and those who violated would be severely punished.

And Elder Yunlong activated the defense formation of Shenglong Academy, making it the safest place in Shenglong City.

Many civilians were eager to enter Shenglong Academy to avoid the war, but unfortunately, once the alchemy formation was activated, the entire academy entered a state of full defense.

At this moment, people in the academy could not go out, and people outside could not enter.

Shenglong Academy seemed to have become an isolated island, isolated from the chaos of the outside world.

The shouts and cries of killing echoed in the night for a whole night, accompanied by the flames of war and gunpowder smoke, bringing unprecedented turmoil to Shenglong City.

As the dawn gradually appeared on the horizon, these fierce noises began to slowly weaken, and were finally drowned out by the tranquility of the early morning.

At dawn, the soldiers began to walk out of the trenches, their faces full of fatigue.

On the streets, the war last night left a mess, the broken buildings, scattered weapons and corpses all silently told the cruelty of the battle.

The soldiers began to move silently, gathering the bodies scattered on both sides of the street.

In this era when technology is not yet developed, it is particularly important to handle and bury the bodies in time, otherwise it may cause an uncontrollable plague.