As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Obviously Ji Xue was not stupid enough to see the situation clearly, and hurriedly left here with Tie Mian to go to Chu State, wanting to seize every opportunity to take revenge.
Not long after they left, the East Route Army and the South Route Army arrived respectively, each dispatching 80,000 people, and a total of 160,000 people came. They blocked the retreat of the remnants of the West Route Army, completely surrounded them, and started a crazy massacre.
Pan Yanzhao, who was already at a disadvantage in mid-air, was even more panicked now. He didn't dare to fight anymore and wanted to escape, but failed. He only heard the old commander roaring wildly, and smashed the Demon-Conquering Whip, and the golden light actually condensed.
A huge mountain rushed towards Pan Yanzhao, causing a look of fear in his eyes. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and resist. A large gray waterfall appeared in front of him, and spiritual power surged.
The huge golden mountain rushed over and hit the waterfall hard, making a rumbling sound like thunder. The latter failed to block the fierce attack and was destroyed.
"Bang!"
There was another loud noise, and Pan Yanzhao's body was hit by the golden mountain and suffered severe injuries. His armor was scattered, a deep pit appeared in his chest, his weapon flew away from his hand, and it fell down with blood spurting from his mouth.
Coincidentally, the old guy came to Qiu Yu, and of course he couldn't let it go. Qiu Yu flew up and stabbed the sky-covering halberd. Pan Yanzhao hurriedly punched out his fist, and the gray spiritual power transformed into a sledgehammer.
Comes smashed.
"Poof!"
The sky-covering halberd was swung away, allowing Qiu Yu to feel the strength of the opponent. He also knew in his heart that if Pan Yanzhao hadn't been seriously injured, he would definitely not be able to defeat him with his strength alone, but there is no need to be afraid now, the old guy's attack power has been greatly reduced.
, should be able to deal with it.
Amid the roar, Qiu Yu continued to attack, and several black blades appeared in arc shapes in the air, attacking from different directions.
Ao Lin's heavy blow just now broke Pan Yanzhao's ribs seven or eight times, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be out of place. He was extremely uncomfortable. When it was a matter of life and death, he could only resist with all his strength. Moreover, the opponent was someone he hated to the core.
He couldn't let it go. He had already thought about it. Even if he died, he would have someone to support him.
With such thoughts in mind, Pan Yanzhao turned his body sideways and let out an almost beast-like roar. As he waved his arms, several sharp edges roared out, trying his best.
"Bang bang bang..."
Explosions continued and the edge surged. After all, Pan Yanzhao's combat effectiveness was greatly reduced due to his serious injuries. Blood spurted out of his mouth again and he retreated like a kite with its string broken.
"Go to hell!"
The roar came out, and Qiu Yu's body flew out parallel to the Sky-Zealing Halberd. The two halberds merged into one, and an extremely terrifying black edge appeared in the air, full of murderous intent like a broom star.
A shrill scream was heard, and the body of the commander-in-chief of the West Route Army was split into several pieces and fell down. The eyes on his head were wide open, as if he was still staring at death.
After the death of the commander-in-chief, the Western Route Army was even more scattered. Moreover, it was surrounded by a total of more than 200,000 troops, and tens of thousands of people had been killed. If they continued to fight, there was only one way to die, so they each dropped their weapons and surrendered. In total,
Sixty thousand people became prisoners and were treated differently.
Many ordinary soldiers were being guarded, and all the generals were abandoned and repaired, their bones were beaten through, and they were dressed in iron chains and placed in prison cars.
The commander-in-chief of the East Route Army, Yuan Dongyang, and the commander-in-chief of the South Route Army both came over to pay homage to the old commander respectfully. Regardless of their current status, they were comparable to frontier officials. They were all former subordinates in front of Ao Lin, and they did not dare to show any slights.
Huo Mingsheng, the general of the Southern Route Army, used to be Qiu Yu's immediate boss. When the two met again, they were already equals. Huo Mingsheng had always admired each other. He also knew that Qiu Yu secretly returned to the capital to escort him, and he had already predicted the young man's future.
Wuliang, at this time, is deliberately getting closer to him, like an old friend for many years.
As for the two commanders, they also praised Qiu Yu's performance. After chatting for a while, a group of big shots led an army of more than 200,000 people and escorted the prisoners towards the capital.
The imperial court had received the news that the rebels had been put down. Princess Yanshan was overjoyed and personally led all the civil and military officials out of the city to greet her. They waited ten miles away from the capital, which gave all the commanders face.
This time, Princess Yanshan came specially in a chariot. The eight horses were all white without a single hair, pulling the bronze chariot. In the carriage stood the most powerful woman in the Yan Kingdom. Now she holds the military power in the country.
At the height of the sun, he was performing the duties of regent, and even the new King of Yan Jicheng could not compare with him.
Although she is over fifty, due to proper maintenance and the effect of the beauty pill, Ji Yurong looks like she is about thirty years old. Her skin is firm and her face is charming. She wears a white skirt covering her graceful body, and the sunset
Under the afterglow of the sky, it looks like spring flowers swaying in the wind.
Although she was overjoyed that the rebels were defeated, more importantly, her adopted son Qiu Yu was safe and sound, which made Ji Yurong very excited. In her opinion, this was just like her biological son, and was much more valuable than King Yan Ji Cheng's gold.
The flags in front were fluttering, the armor was bright, and the army rushed over with a majestic aura. The civil and military officials were also shocked by it. They couldn't help but sigh: "It's so majestic. Our Yan Kingdom has such domineering officers and soldiers. Naturally, we can protect our country without fear."
Foreign enemy invades."
"This is truly a mighty and majestic division!"
When the army arrived, many officers and soldiers saw the beauty of Princess Yanshan and could not help but admire her secretly, but at the same time they were afraid.
The stairs were lowered from the left side of the bronze chariot. Ji Yurong walked down in steps, looking even more graceful. A group of generals quickly dismounted, raised their hands and saluted: "I will see you, Your Highness, Princess."
Ji Yurong showed a smile on her face and said approvingly: "You don't need to be polite, you are all heroes of the Yan Kingdom. I am here to greet you on behalf of His Majesty. Let's enter the capital together."
As Princess Yanshan spoke, the commanders naturally obeyed, and more than 200,000 troops under their command temporarily camped outside the city to guard many prisoners. After all, the city could not accommodate so many people.
The bronze chariot turned around and headed towards the capital, followed by civil and military officials, as well as a group of generals and soldiers. Princess Yanshan in the car turned her head and said softly: "Xiaoyu, come here, I miss you."
Even though Ji Yurong is just a female, she has extremely high talent in cultivation and is currently a strong person in the soul-melting realm. Her words are not loud but can be clearly heard in everyone's ears. The eyes of the officials are all focused on Gongzizi, looking at this young man.
The mighty general's eyes were full of envy.
The status of the princess is already extremely prominent, especially her military power is comparable to that of the regent. What does that mean? Ji Yurong has unparalleled power with her words. Whoever has such a godmother will naturally have a bright future. She is really lucky.