Chu Siao's face turned cold, he pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed the man in the heart.
Blood spurted out and splashed all over the floor, and the fishy smell filled the entire tent.
The other soldiers lowered their heads repeatedly, fearing that they would be killed.
"Who else, who else wants to surrender?!"
Chu Siao held the bloody sword and walked away from the soldiers. When he saw that everyone lowered their heads and looked obedient, he sneered with satisfaction.
"roll!"
For a moment, Chu Siao let out a cold voice.
"yes."
The soldiers stood up quickly, took a few steps back, and trotted away from the tent. They didn't let out a sigh of relief until they were far away.
"emperor!"
Feng Qijue stood outside the tent, looking at the group of soldiers who disappeared quickly, and paused for a moment before speaking slowly.
"Come in!"
Chu Siao put his sword on the table and looked coldly at Feng Qijue who walked in from outside the tent.
"Subordinates, please see your Majesty."
Chu Siao knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and bowed.
"Why, didn't find it?"
Chu Siao frowned, a murderous look flashing across his eyes.
"My subordinate is not doing well, please let me die."
Feng Qijue still remembered what he said back then, so he came with the determination to die.
"Feng Qijue!"
Chu Siao picked up his sword and slowly approached Feng Qijue, almost gnashing his teeth, "If others can't find you, they can't find you either. Are you trying to protect her?!"
"I don't dare! Your Majesty, please take a closer look."
Feng Qijue lowered his head and clenched his fists.
"Then you kill yourself."
With a "bang" sound, Chu Siao threw the bloody sword in his hand directly in front of Feng Qijue. He didn't believe anyone now, he only believed in himself. He was hit by all the information and was filled with anger and helpless
Catharsis. It seems that only killing can make him feel happy.
Feng Qijue frowned. He really didn't expect that the emperor he followed was so cruel. With a sad smile, he picked up the sword on the ground and raised his eyes to look at Chu Siao with a ruthless expression. "Your Majesty, my subordinates are here."
Take the first step." Mu Chu was about to die. Soon, everything would be gone, and he had no need to live anymore.
"rub--"
The sword was taken out, and the sound of the throat being severed was heard, and a large amount of blood spurted out from Feng Qijue's throat.
"boom--"
The huge body fell to the ground in a moment. He squinted his eyes. There was no pain in his eyes, but relief. In front of him, he seemed to see the woman in blue reaching out her hand to hold him. That familiar face made him smile.
Then he raised his hand, wanting to touch her smiling face.
"Mo'er."
Feng Qijue murmured, she was the only person he couldn't let go of. Apart from her, he had no regrets in this life.
The smile disappeared, and the hands stretched into the air slowly dropped down.
Chu Siao stood still, looking down at the lifeless Feng Qijue on the ground, feeling complicated. Finally, he slowly lowered his body, looked at Chu Siao solemnly, stretched out his hand, and closed his eyes for him.
"Someone is coming!"
Chu Siao stood up and yelled outside the tent.
"emperor."
The soldiers guarding outside quickly stepped forward. When their eyes fell on Feng Qijue's body, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes. Who knows, since Chu Siao came to the throne, all the princes have been killed and mutilated.
There are not many people left who can help Chu Siao, and now, even Feng Qijue, whom Chu Siao trusted most, is dead. It seems that Mu Chu is really going to die.
"Take the body out!"
Chu Siao waved his hand and turned his back. After a while, he uttered two more words, "A generous burial!"
Ever since Feng Qijue's body was carried out, the soldiers' hearts felt cold, their fighting spirit was lost, and they were waiting for death. At this moment, the Mu Chu military camp seemed like a pool of stagnant water, with no ripples left.
*
The next day, the sky was bright and it looked like it was going to rain, and the sky was covered with layers of clouds.
"Report!"
Chu Siao had been sitting on the couch without closing his eyes all night. When he heard someone coming to report, he waved his hand lifelessly, "Say."
"Nanzhao's army has conquered our capital city!"
After the soldier finished speaking, he glanced at Chu Siao and found that his face was still calm. He lowered his head again and said, "Nanling has conquered our capital!"
"Get down!"
After hearing this, Chu Siao stood up suddenly. He grabbed the sword on the table, picked up the armor, and walked out of the tent. The descendants of the Chu family could only die in battle and could not surrender!
The city of Ershou was in a state of darkness, and the news of Mu Chu's imminent demise spread like wildfire.
At this moment, the people in Tianxiang Tower had almost fled.
Ran Ge held Ling Che's hand, looked at the chaos downstairs with a smile, raised his eyebrows, and shouted, "Don't panic, although Mu Chu is going to die, but the people of Nanzhao
After we come here, we will not harm the people here! From now on, we will all be citizens of Nanzhao and Nanling!"
"Madman, run away quickly. What a sweet dream! When Nanzhao's army comes in, they will definitely massacre the city!"
An older woman glanced at Range and thought she was out of her mind. She picked up the bundle and hurried away.
"Mommy, don't worry about them, let's go to the city gate to greet daddy!"
Lingche raised her little face with a bright smile, she had finally waited for this day.
"Walk!"
Range nodded and led Lingche towards the city gate.
At this moment, the city was in chaos. Most of the troops were mobilized to fight at the city gate. The journey was smooth and no one was blocking them. Soon, Range and Lingche arrived at the city gate.
The city gates were closed tightly, and the city walls were lined with archers. The people in front died, and then the next wave of people came forward.
Chu Siao held a sword in his hand and stood majestically on the highest city wall. Looking at the Nanzhao army attacking the city gate below and the soldiers climbing up the wall, Chu Siao's eyes shot out a hint of coldness.
Light.
"Someone is coming!"
Chu Siao waved his hand and ordered to the person next to him: "Go, get more oil!"
"yes!"
After receiving the order, the man immediately commanded a wave of troops to get the oil.
When the oil arrived, Chu Siao ordered the oil to be poured on the city wall and ordered people to light it.
The fire was fierce and the air waves surged into the sky.
On the city wall, a fire dragon spread quickly, and the scorching flames grilled the people who were climbing the wall.
Countless soldiers fell directly from the wall, their horses trampled over them, and their flesh and blood were mutilated.
When Range and Lingche arrived, they smelled the unpleasant smell of fire. She covered her nose and her eyes gradually became cold. On the city wall, the familiar shadow disappeared into Range's eyes.
"Che'er, follow me!"
Range lowered his head and glanced at Lingche, then flew forward, like a dazzling light, directly towards the city wall.
[Ouch, the editor said that my "Accidentally Falling on the Dragon Couch: The Evil Prince Comes to Visit" is too long. Someone can think of a shorter and better one. Please give me some advice╭(╯3╰)╮】