Chapter 17

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The war has reached its year and a half mark. With the help of the immortals, the allies have been winning every battle this far. They, of course, are not complaining, not when they are the ones with the advantage in this war. They have been winning back from big to small towns and were in a very favorable position at the moment. But with everything that had happened, there were those that weren't, so please, to have them as part of their allies. Sometimes, feelings and emotions run high, especially at strategic meetings or even during meal times.

Nothing they say fazed the immortals or A-Ying because they did not need to participate in this war. They only did it for the Lan. The Wen and the Nie and nobody else. So, as soon as this war is over, they will be going back to the four season manor and forget all about this. So what if they look at them with fear and disdain. What if they whispers behind their backs. It's not like they can do anything about it. Many men had fallen on the battlefield. Many were injured badly. But through it all, they found themselves on the outskirts of Nightless City the night before their last battle.

Wei Ying and Lan Zhan volunteer to do some scouting to see how heavy the fighting will be. The numbers they will have to face and how difficult it will be to defeat them to gain entry through the gates. They use the cover of the night and stay close to the trees for cover. Keeping the talking to a minimum between them. Following behind but not to close were ten disciples of the four season manor on request of their masters to keep an eye on the two young masters and to make sure that they are safe and no harm came to them.

Wei Ying and Lan Zhan knew that they were being followed since they left the camp site. Wei Ying knew that his father's and shushu won't let him out of their site without some protection even though Wei Ying could protect himself, and he had Lan Zhan by his side. When they deem it close enough to Nightless City and still under the cover of the trees. They crouched and surveyed their surroundings. There were not many soldiers on the outside, which made them believe that the rest must be on the inside. They do not want to alarm anyone, so they stand up and turn to walk back the way they came.

"Lan Zhan, what do you think?".

Wei Ying whispered and asked him.

"It will be a good fight come tomorrow. What do Wei Ying think?".

Lan Zhan whispers back hard enough for Wei Ying to hear. A soft chuckle could be heard, and Lan Zhan turned his head towards Wei Ying and raised his brow.

"Ah, Lan Zhan, you really think that. Oh wait, shouldn't I call you Hanguang-Jun from now on. The bearer of light. Oh, my Lan Zhan sure did move up in life."

Lan Zhan could feel his ears warm up at Wei Ying's teasing tone.

"Wei Ying."

He said with a warning tone, and that only made Wei Ying chuckles some more as they walked.

"Don't be shy now, Lan Zhan. Seriously, you deserve it all of you do. I mean it."

Wei Ying said with a serious tone in his voice as he slightly turned his head towards Lan Zhan and smiled. His eyes went past Lan Zhan, and it went wide in its sockets as he saw Wen soldiers started to surround them. The ten disciples immediately formed a protective circle around Lan Zhan and Wei Ying, their swords pulled and ready at their sides. Same with Lan Zhan and Wei Ying.

"Lan Zhan, what do you think we should do now?".

Wei Ying asked as he looked at the Wen soldiers surrounding them.

"We fight."

He said without missing a beat and Wei Ying smile. They all took on their fighting stance. When a man's voice said.

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