At the same time, a hundred miles away, the seventh prince of Nanzhao and his imperial guards had entered the city gate of the capital of Nanzhao.
A hundred miles away, it only took half a day for Nangong Jinsheng and Qing Kuang to return to the capital together. At this moment, when the war was tense, in the capital of Nanzhao, there was a sentry every three steps and a post every five steps.
It was filled with heavily armed soldiers. Even sitting in the car, Qing Kuang could vaguely hear their chatter.
All the soldiers of the Nanzhao Kingdom were indignant at the tyranny of Fengyun War God Aojunxie and the intimidation of the army. Moreover, at this moment, the people of the Nanzhao Kingdom were united as never before. Everyone expressed their desire to live and die with the country and share the same hatred of the enemy.
Qing Kuang listened secretly in his heart, knowing full well how difficult it would be to persuade the Nanzhao royal family to abandon Miao territory and join forces with Ao Junxie and Fengyun Kingdom.
While thinking, the carriage had slowly stopped. Qing Kuang knew in his heart that he had arrived in front of the Nanzhao Palace.[
Outside the car, a group of people and horses came towards them, carrying the footsteps of many armored soldiers.
"Seventh brother, you are back! How are you? Have you wiped out Ao Junxie's Fengyun army? Congratulations to seventh brother for having made such a great contribution to Nanzhao!"
Qing Kuang heard a young man's voice speaking loudly.
Needless to say, there is no doubt that this should be the voice of the seven princes of Nanzhao who are older than Nangong Jinsheng.
"Hmph! How can Fengyun War God Aojunxie be so easy to defeat? Since they conquered Beiming, the number and strength of their army have been ten times that of ours. I think it is impossible for Fengyun's army to be destroyed. At most, it will be difficult.
We just retreated! Seventh brother, even so, you don’t have to rush back to the city, you should strictly guard the border!"
The voice of another Nanzhao prince sounded.
"Brothers, you have misunderstood! The Fengyun army has not been annihilated, and it has not retreated to the border yet, but it should be soon! As for the return of the squadron, it is because there is a major matter regarding the cooperation between the two countries, and I need to discuss it with everyone.
Father and King will discuss and decide together!"
Outside the car, Nangong Jinsheng's magnetic voice sounded. It was obviously different from his two royal brothers. There was a sense of humility and gentleness in Nangong Jinsheng's words, which was the same as when he was at Slanta Imperial College.
The sentimental seventh prince of Nanzhao looks ordinary.
"The two countries are joining forces? Seventh brother, what do you mean by this?"
The two elder Nanzhao princes asked in confusion.
There was silence outside the carriage. After a while, Qing Kuang felt her eyes light up and someone had lifted up the carriage curtain. So, she straightened her clothes and slowly and calmly got out of the carriage.
All around, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the woman carrying a dark-colored guqin.
There was total silence.
After a while, an older prince's voice sounded in surprise:
"Seventh brother...who is she?"
Nangong Jinsheng looked a little embarrassed and seemed a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to answer. Suddenly, the other prince moved his eyes closer to Qing Kuang's back until he could see clearly the simple and solemn Xianmo Guqin.
After that, his face suddenly turned pale and he exclaimed:
"The strange woman who is proficient in musical instruments and ancient martial arts...she...she is Feng Qingkuang! She is Feng Qingkuang of Fengyun Continent!"
In one word, the capital of Nanzhao, which was a large city in Nuozhou, suddenly exploded, and all the soldiers and people around him made bursts of sighs and sighs.