Lin Rusong glared at them and handed them to the battle report to them.
After reading the war report in their hands, everyone couldn't help shaking, and finally couldn't help but tears.
In the first battle, the 500,000 army was destroyed, killing Tuoba Wanli and the military division Ashine Dobe, and Bei Man left a prime minister Yeluhai. He was unable to support it at all.
Blood -sea deep hatred has been reported.
"Woohoo, Shizi finally revenge to Beiliang!"
"God has his eyes, and the battle of Shizi killed more than 500,000 people in this battle.
"Zhuangzi Shizi is indeed a peerless talent who can create Xiliang alone.
"Yeah, the blood of Beiliang finally had someone's life!"
Most of these generals Lin Rusong's confidant was the people who killed in the blood of the corpse mountains. Their loved ones had died in the hands of Beiman. Those flesh -and -blood faces made them unable to release it.
I woke up countless times at night and found their tears and wet pillow towels. It was the deepest obsession in their hearts, but now they have finally revenge.
Long live in Shizi!
Long live King Xiliang!
I am afraid that God can't stand it anymore, so that the peerless Yinghao of Shizi will be born in Beiliang, revenge and snow.
The heavens are not born, and the soul of Beiliang must not be born!
For a while, they cried and laughed, and even dancing their hands. Today, they should be crazy.
"Haha, get wine for Lao Tzu, I will get drunk today!"
Lin Rusong smiled long and slammed his breasts. He hadn't been so happy for a long time. Now even if he died, it can be stubborn.
Looking at the tears in his eyes, he couldn't help laughing: "Haha, look at your virtue, but still flowing up! It seems that it was scared by my child, so you say it is fierce!"
"Oh, the son is too fierce!" Huang Yuntao on the side couldn't help but laugh.
"It was so relieved to kill more than 500,000 people in World War I!"
"I didn't say anything, I gave Shizi a hoe !!"
Everyone couldn't help but cheer and killed more than 500,000 people. If this was not fierce, then there would be no fiercer than this.
Lin Rusong was proud, and looked at the person on the side, proudly: "Wang Yining, my child is unparalleled, this battle is even more powerful, Bei Man is like a chicken tile dog in his hands.
Even if Li Anlan's father Li Ruyuan is resurrected, don't want to fight such a battle? "
hey-hey!
Everyone couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help looking at Wang Yining, the old man, full of provocations.
This kid still dared to know the current affairs, and now I am afraid that both feet are softened? Now the son of the world is destroyed, and the whole north will be the son of the world.
We are so powerful!
this.....
Wang Yining was also a stormy wave. The news surprised him, and couldn't help sighing: "The West Liang Wang covered the north, let alone the emperor's rebirth.
You have to be in the world. "
He sighed, and there was still a word in his heart.
If King Xiliang is the emperor, I am afraid it will be an eternal story. Lin Yi will even be called an eternal emperor.
What kind of great achievements are the great achievements that have been unified north and south and overwhelmed the Central Plains for hundreds of years. This is definitely not a joke. This is a merit that can not be worn.
The King of Xiliang is so powerful!
But Lin Yi is just a vassal king. With such a strong strength, he is destined to disrupt the situation, and Daning may be in danger.
"Haha, you have a good sense!"
"Then do you know why I know you are Li Anlan's man, but I never kill you?" Lin Rusong said with a sneer.
Wang Yining was slightly stunned, really confused.
If Lin Rusong was plotting against the Wang family at the beginning, then later on, the King of Beiliang didn't like the Wang family's crookedness at all, so why would he keep him?
Until he saw Lin Rusong looking towards Yi Jian, he subconsciously followed his gaze.
His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and then his expression changed drastically! Because he saw an altar table not far away, with a piece of golden silk and a wolf-hair pen on it.
He lost his voice and said: "I understand, do you want me to write a message for you to conquer Daning?"
Damn it!
Lin Rusong wanted to rebel.
When Daning revolted, it was he who wrote the message for Li Ruyuan, and then Daning started the uprising.
Is this old guy just waiting for this day if he keeps it to himself?
Thinking of this, his face suddenly became ugly. This was because he was determined to make himself a sinner through the ages.
"Hmph, my son is a born saint, so naturally he cannot be stained by any stain. I, Lin Rusong, bear the name of rebellion! Anyway, now Li Anlan is also an unprincipled and ignorant king. He has made the people of Great Ning miserable and is a scourge to the world."
"I, Lin Rusong, killed him, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. If you look at my son's Xiliang, as long as you are not blind, you can see that it was the real prosperous age!"
"Write this statement or not!"
Lin Rusong sneered. Li Anlan had been taking action frequently recently. If he didn't give him some color, he really thought he could be unscrupulous.
Previously, watching the scenery with him was just an appetizer, but now that his son has cleaned up the Northern Barbarians, it's time to serve as the main course.
I'm going to get him!
Forehead!
Wang Yining's face froze. He felt Lin Rusong's murderous intention. If he refused this time, this guy would definitely kill him, because his last trace of effect was gone.
At that time, not only will he die, his daughter will also be implicated, and even the entire Wang family will suffer.
He sighed, picked up the pen beside him, and said with a wry smile: "I'll write!"
"Haha, you know what's going on!" Lin Rusong couldn't help laughing, and moved out of the way, preparing to let him write a message.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when he was about to write, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the distance, preventing him from writing this statement.
"Who is coming?"
"I am Zhao Zilong and Zhao Yun under the command of the King of Xiliang. My lord asked me to tell the prince that he can make arrangements freely, so that the prince does not need to bear the infamy!"
Zhao Zilong, under the command of the King of Xiliang!
Zhao Yun!
Lin Rusong's eyes lit up. He was wearing a white horse and silver armor. This guy was so damn handsome, and he was actually his son's subordinate.
He said in a deep voice: "Do you have any proof?"
However, he would not give up on such a major event just by talking about it. He was ready to march south, how could he be stopped so easily.
"The token of the King of Xiliang is here!"
Zhao Yun got off his horse, handed a token and a letter to Lin Rusong, and then stood aside respectfully.
Lin Rusong scolded and opened the envelope, muttering: "What kind of reputation has a fart, Lao Tzu is about to die in a few years, what is it bad for him to carry this black pot?"
He feels that his body is getting worse, anyway, he is going to die anyway, what can you do for his son!
After he read the letter, he couldn't help but frowned, and said deeply: "Let people withdraw this thing first, let's go to Xiliang to see, what kind of ghost this kid!"
What are the plans? Is there a second way in this way?