Chapter 437: Today's farewell song ends twelve years and seven
In doubt... He Lanxiao saw a warship suddenly sailing out from the river at the pass. The flag of the Feng Kingdom was hung on the mast of the bow.
His sharp eyes narrowed in disbelief, "Impossible!"
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Behind the warships of the Feng Kingdom were the ships of Nusha and Suzaku.
The black warship is solemn and majestic, with guards in armor standing on board, ready to start an earth-shattering fight at any time.
What does it mean when the powerful forces join forces and the warships of the three countries appear here at the same time?
Qin'er tried to push herself up to see more clearly, but the tendons of her hands and feet were severed by a sharp sword. She was afraid that she would be a cripple in her life.
What about Feng Ruohen?
Seeing my father's shocked face and hearing the loud roar from the cannon muzzle at Luoxia Pass, I felt a little bit of anticipation in my heart.
She endured the severe pain and put the back of her hands on the deck, trying to raise her body up. In Feixue's sight, the black warship was slowly approaching.
"King!" A guard ran from the stern of the ship in a panic and knelt on the ground to report, "I just received news from King Ren. In the battle of Wuzhou...the entire army was wiped out..."
After saying that, he lowered his head, as if he didn't believe the news was true.
"What did you say?!" He Lanxiao's face froze instantly, and his eyes almost rolled out of his head.
Looking at the ships sailing out of the pass, on the largest warship, a man in black is standing on the bow of the ship, standing alone, with unshakable perseverance.
Suddenly, he heard his daughter behind him laughing with relief.
That's Feng Ruohen!
She saw it clearly!
He lowered his eyebrows and glanced sideways at his daughter, whose face was full of expectation. He Lanxiao, who knew he was defeated, had a wry smile on his lips.
"Don't forget, if he is alive, it means your brother is dead."
But for him, the situation is over.
With Moro's only remaining 20,000 troops left, even crossing this sea area would be a problem.
"No." Qin'er smiled lightly, her eyes full of determination, and said lightly, "It's because you are too ambitious."
Just after he finished speaking, he saw two guards walking up to the bow of the ship from behind Feng Ruohen, holding down a bunch of tied-up people.
Isn’t it Qing Ren?
Ah……
It's so ironic. If a successful king loses a bandit, how can there be any reason to leave the lives of his defeated generals behind?
"Do you think Qing Ren should die on the battlefield?" Behind him, his daughter suddenly said, "Maybe in your eyes, rights are more important than anything else, so in the future, when you do anything, don't say it is for me...