The sound of fighting outside the palace gradually became fainter. After an unknown period of time, there was silence outside the palace. It was eerily quiet and completely silent.
Could it be that... Feng Jun was beaten away? Yan Chu came back to his senses, listened to the movement outside the palace, and unconsciously felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Unfortunately, his hopes were quickly dashed.
Following the sound of footsteps, a large group of people walked in from the outside. Most of these people were covered in blood and had ferocious expressions. Those walking in front were all wearing spiritual armor. The person in the middle was covered in black.
The spiritual armor had been washed by blood countless times, and with every step he took, pieces of dried blood fell from his body.
The man entered the hall and looked at Yan Chu, who was astonished, and then at Mrs. Tianyu who still had a sword on her shoulder. He raised the corner of his mouth, smiled coldly, and said: "Brother King Yan, it's been a long time.
I never imagined that the first time you and I met would be under such circumstances."
Yan Chu stirred up a shiver, looked at the person who was speaking, and asked breathlessly: "You...who are you?"
The man took off his spiritual armor and revealed his true appearance.
He is in his twenties, with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes, a straight nose, a square mouth, deep facial features, handsome appearance, naturally raised corners of his mouth, and a natural smile that makes people feel close to him easily, but his eyes are dark.
He has a cold light but keeps people away from him thousands of miles away. His whole person is like a complex of contradictions, which makes people close but also makes people feel chilly.
He smiled and said: "Tang Yin!"
Tang Yin? When Yan Chu heard the word Tang Yin, his body shook violently, and he subconsciously took a step back.
At this time, Mrs. Tianyu also came back to her senses, her eyes fell on Yan Chu's face, and she whispered: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for taking a step ahead..." As she spoke, she closed her eyes, used her hands hard,
As a gesture, use the edge of the sword to wipe your neck.
But as soon as the sword edge touched her fair neck, it couldn't be wiped off. It turned out that a big hand grabbed her wrist, Tang Yin's hand.
Tang Yin was originally far away from her, but now he suddenly appeared beside her, as if he was already there.
Madam Tianyu's face turned pale in shock, her lips parted, and she let out a exclamation. Tang Yin's hand slipped on her wrist, and he took the sword off, and then lightly scratched her cheek with his fingertips.
, smiled and said: "It is such a pity that such a beautiful woman as Mrs. Xiang commits suicide!"
"Tang Yin!"
Seeing that his wife fell into Tang Yin's hands and was treated lightly by him, Yan Chu shouted sharply and rushed towards him regardless, bending her fingers to grab his face.
To Tang Yin, the ability of a three-legged cat like Yan Chu was not even a threat.
Seeing Yan Chu rushing towards him, he turned slightly sideways, raised his leg and kicked the opponent in the chest.
Yan Chu groaned, and flew backwards, hitting the wall behind him heavily. Tang Yin waved his arm, and the sword came out of his hand, stabbing Yan Chu's chest without any bias. He felt a thump in his ear.
With a loud sound, the sword edge penetrated his body and penetrated deeply into the wall behind him.
Looking at Yan Chu again, his whole body was nailed to the wall with a sword, and his feet were dangling.
"ah……"
Yan Chu roared in pain, his eyes were wide open, and the corners of his eyes were about to burst. He glared at Tang Yin and roared like a ghost: "Tang... Yin... this king... even if he is a ghost, I will never... let you go..."
"Ha ha--"
Tang Yin held Mrs. Tianyu in one hand, and laughed loudly, saying proudly: "You are no match for me as a human being, how can I be afraid of you as a ghost?" As he spoke, he turned his head and said: "Cut off Yan Chu's hand.
Hang the head in front of the palace gate so that the people of Ning can clearly see that their king has been beheaded by our army!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
"No--"
The soldiers of the Feng Army agreed one after another, while Mrs. Tianyu cried desperately and struggled hard, trying to pull Tang Yin away and stop the Feng Army from killing him. However, she was weak and could not pull away Tang Yin's hand. She watched helplessly.
The fierce-looking Fengjun men walked up to Yan Chu with gleaming swords and ferocious faces. They all raised their knives and slashed hard.
"don't want--"
Madam Tianyu shouted again, she was so angry that she rolled her eyes and fainted.
Fortunately, she fainted, otherwise she would have gone crazy when she saw Yan Chu being cut into pieces.
Cheng Jin carried Yan Chu's severed head, walked up to Tang Yin, raised the bleeding head high, and said, "Your Majesty, Yan Chu's head is here!"
Tang Yin looked at the severed head, his eyes suddenly turned red and mist covered his eyes.
Of course it was not Yan Chu he was crying about, but Guyue who died in a bloody battle. The brother who was still talking and laughing with him during the day, just for a while, would never come back. As long as Tang Yin thought of this,
The pain is like a knife being twisted.
He threw away the unconscious Madam Tianyu in his hand and slowly walked out of the palace with heavy steps. When he got outside the door, he looked up to the sky and sighed. If Gu Yue was still alive in the sky, he would be relieved. His death was not in vain. Our army had broken through Liang.
State, kill Yan Chu, the battle between Fengning and Fengning is about to end, and it will never happen again...
Cheng Jin walked behind Tang Yin and called softly: "Your Majesty?"
Tang Yin came to his senses, turned back, looked at Cheng Jin, and said coldly: "Let someone hang up Yan Chu's head. Also, kill all Yan Chu's heirs and send all the women into the army. In addition, the one provided by Zhang Zhihong
The people on this list cannot be kept, they will all be killed."
"Yes! Your Majesty! I will make arrangements now." Although he said this, Cheng Jin did not leave immediately. As a close minister of Tang Yin, how could he not see Tang Yin's sadness at this time? He took a deep breath and whispered
The voice advised: "Your Majesty often said that if the earthen pot is not broken away from the well mouth, the general will inevitably die in battle. Although General Gu Yue died, he died vigorously. He made an immortal contribution to our country. As a general, it is not wrong to sacrifice one's life to serve the country.
Where is a destination? I hope your Majesty will express my condolences!"
Tang Yin understands the truth, but after all, he is a human being, not a cold-blooded machine. He also has feelings, and he also has joys and sorrows. His companions and brothers who have been with him day and night for many years died in the battlefield. How can he not be sad if he is not sad?
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He breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, smiled reluctantly, and said, "I know, just do it!"
"yes!"
This time Cheng Jin stopped delaying, stepped in to salute, and turned around to leave.
Tang Yin didn't stop at Tianyu Palace and walked out.
Shangguan Yuanwu, Shangguan Yuanbiao, Asan, and Asi hurriedly caught up with Tang Yin. Among them, Asan and Asi were still holding the unconscious Mrs. Tianyu. The four of them ran to Tang Yin and asked in unison: "Your Majesty, that
What to do with Yan Chu’s concubine?”
It was rare for four people to question themselves for a woman. Tang Yin stopped, looked around the four people, and smiled, a bitter smile.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the unconscious Mrs. Tianyu. It was undeniable that she was a woman with stunning beauty. She lived up to her name, just like the beautiful jade in the sky. Even his three wives, Fan Min and Yuan Qianyi, were charming.
She is not as charming as her, but the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is. If you give such a beautiful woman who hates you deeply to your subordinates, it is a very dangerous thing. You don’t know how many more children you will have in the future.
There's trouble!
He pondered for a moment and said coldly: "Isn't she seeking death? Then let her be. I remember that Gu Yue hasn't gotten married yet, so let her be buried with him."
When they heard this, the four of them were dumbfounded. It would be... a pity to bury such a beautiful woman alive. However, the king just asked her to be buried with Guyue. The four of them couldn't say anything even if they tried to persuade them. They looked at each other.
Then they all lowered their heads.
Tang Yin walked forward and said: "There are so many concubines in Yan Chu. If you like them, feel free to pick them, but she is not good. I don't think you will compete with your dead brother for a woman, right?!"
The four of them quarreled and said in unison: "The general will not dare!"
Tang Yin didn't say anything more and walked directly to the main hall of the palace, which was the main hall where Ningguo's court held meetings.
At this time, the main hall was empty, except for dead people lying on the ground.
He stepped on the corpse and walked step by step towards the end of the hall, climbed the steps, walked up to the throne, turned around and sat down.
In the past, this was the throne of Prince Ning. Now and in the future, there will be no Prince Ning. Only he can sit in this position.
Wow! The wind soldiers and generals who followed Tang Yin fell to their knees one after another, kowtowed forward, and shouted loudly: "My king is mighty, my king is mighty—"
Sitting in the supreme position, with thousands of soldiers kneeling down and shouting for him alone, no matter who he is, he will feel aspirational, and Tang Yin is no exception.
He was leaning on the table. This place was originally the noble and indestructible temple of Ningguo, but now it was conquered by himself and trembling under his feet. The indescribable sense of accomplishment and victory made him feel elated.
He stared at the people below and said loudly: "There will be no Ning State in the future. The Liangzhou in the future will be the Liangzhou of my Dafeng, and this will be the royal palace of my Dafeng!"
Tang Yin was excited, and the soldiers of the Feng Army below were even more elated, shouting in unison: "Your Majesty, the power of Heaven, your achievements are unparalleled, your talents and strategies are outstanding, and they shine through the past and present!"
"Haha——" Tang Yin couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
Qiu Zhen in the crowd couldn't help but frown secretly. Is it too early to be happy now? Our side has only captured the northern city of Liangzhou and the palace. There are still three sides of Liangzhou in the hands of the Ning army, and there are at least 150,000 soldiers left.
A large number of Ning troops are engaged in a bloody battle with their own soldiers in the city!
He stood up and said in a deep voice to the people on his left and right: "Generals, the battle is not over yet. Now is not the time to sing praises, right?"
His words poured cold water on everyone, but he was a leftist prime minister, so people did not dare to say more even if they were dissatisfied.
Tang Yin, who was in high spirits, also suppressed his smile, looked at Qiu Zhen helplessly, shook his head secretly and sighed, Qiu Zhen was really calm to the point of being inhumane.
Before Tang Yin could speak, Qiu Zhen said again: "Your Majesty, although Yan Chu is dead, the Ning army is still fighting. Now Ning's general Sun Yuanhong is not in Liangzhou. Your Majesty should quickly send people to Zuo Xiang's Mansion to capture Zuo.
Xiang Gaodan, seize the military talisman and make Ning's army surrender, otherwise the battle will be endless and our officers and soldiers will suffer many more casualties."