Prince Yunlan added: "The same goes for Yunlan. One day when the southern end attacks Yunlan, Yunlan will definitely surrender, cultivate his health, and be defeated without a fight."

Xiao Jingyan half believed this.

Immediately afterwards, Prince Yunlan whispered a few words into Xiao Jingyan's ear, and Xiao Jingyan's eyebrows gradually relaxed.

"If you want the enemy to continue to be arrogant and crazy, there are some things that God knows and the south end cannot remove the suspicion. I wonder if the emperor has heard about the Jokhang Temple in the south end?"

Prince Yunlan was shocked when he learned that the Jokhang Temple had been massacred. After careful investigation, he realized that this matter was closely related to Chu Yunning.

He admired this woman very much and was full of curiosity about her. What kind of strange woman she was that could make it all the way to where she is today.

"These days there are inevitable natural and man-made disasters. No matter how powerful they are, they are still made of flesh and blood. The reason why Xihai is what it is today is all because the officials in Xihai are not united enough and their forces are scattered. Now we can take advantage of the soldiers and horses at the south end to attack before they can attack in the end.

Quickly control those who hold military power."

Xiao Jingyan fell into deep thought: "Let me think about it first."

"Report!"

At this time, urgent documents came from Babaili. The two cities closest to the border had been attacked, with the loss of more than 30,000 elite soldiers, and Wencheng had been blown up.

Xiao Jingyan's face darkened when he heard the news.

He arranged a lot of explosives in Wen City, waiting for Xiao Jingheng to step in and annihilate them in one fell swoop. That city was almost completely filled with explosives.

But how did Jamel Xiao escape?

"Back to the emperor, the emperor from the south sent people to surround Wencheng and used fire attacks. The entire Wencheng was engulfed in raging fire. The explosives were triggered in advance, causing the entire city to be blown up."

"How much did the other party lose?" Prince Yunlan asked.

The guard hesitated for a moment.

Xiao Jingyan nodded: "Tell me."

"Back to the emperor, the other side has not lost a single soldier."

After saying this, the two of them gasped at the same time, hiss!

After a while, Xiao Jingyan was the first to react, waving his hands in displeasure with a sullen face: "Back off."

Prince Yunlan came back to his senses: "There are too many capable people around Xiao Jingheng. We must find a way to separate them as soon as possible. As long as we are human, we will have weaknesses and we can always find them."

These words touched Xiao Jingyan's heart. He pursed his lips and pondered without saying a word.

…

Chu Yunning listened to the crackling explosion in her ears, and her heart was pounding from the beginning, to now she is used to it.

I can't imagine what the consequences would have been if Beibei had not warned me, waiting for the soldiers to pass by Wencheng and triggering the explosives.

She opened the tent and stood outside, vaguely smelling a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

"Mother, if it's not safe outside, please go in quickly." Bi Xiu was now watching Chu Yunning very closely, fearing that she would make any mistake.

While talking, I heard another loud bang.

Bixiu trembled with fright and patted her chest. After a while, her expression softened and she helped Chu Yunning into the inner camp.

"What's going on over there, old monk?"

Bixiu said: "I heard that I am copying scriptures every day, and even a good inkstone is almost gone. It is a thick pile."

She made a huge, exaggerated gesture.

Chu Yunning pursed her red lips. She didn't believe that the old monk could be so calm and make people stare closely.

Her guess was correct. Old monk Mo Fang had not slept for several days, copying scriptures without stopping. It seemed that only in this way could his mind calm down.

"Master, don't you take a break?" the little guard couldn't help but asked curiously as he refilled the tea.

The old monk Mo Fang smiled and shook his head: "The war has resulted in too many killings. I can only do my little bit to help."

In the past few days, under the influence of the old monk Mo Fang, the little guard felt a little ashamed of himself. He also began to think that the war had increased the killings and destroyed many people's homes.

"Master, how can I help?" the little guard asked.

The old monk Mo Fang said: "Make some Kongming lanterns for me, and use these Sanskrit words to pray for those who died because of the war to be reincarnated as soon as possible and avoid the suffering of war in the next life."

The little guard nodded and agreed without saying anything. He found some tools according to the other party's instructions and started making Kongming lanterns.

All the movements here were controlled by Chu Yunning. She didn't believe that the old monk was so kind, so she ordered: "Don't let any of the Kongming Lantern's ideas come out, shoot them all down for me."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!