Everyone looked at Ximen Wentian, who was shining with golden light. Even the fighting in the rebel camp stopped, and they looked up at the same time.
Suddenly, the light of Ximen Wentian in the sky disappeared, leaving only a terrifying wound in his dantian, and then it plunged down from the air.
As Ximen Wentian landed, the Qing army let out a crazy shout, and in the blink of an eye everyone in the army started shouting.
The rebels dropped their weapons on the ground one by one and knelt down.
Their master was dead, they didn't know who they were fighting for and gave up resistance.
"Mad! It's finally over!"
Ximen Hao lay tiredly on Mo Lin's back. That guy Hou Yi had made him exhaust, replenish and exhaust his energy several times.
"Victory! Victory! Long live the prince! Long live the Qing Dynasty!"
"Long live the prince! Long live the Qing Dynasty..."
The soldiers shouted wildly, and some even knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
The war has made these soldiers exhausted, not to mention that they were not only rushing, but also fighting, and had no chance to rest.
On the tower of Tianqing City, everyone looked at the reveling soldiers at Ximen and the corpses on the ground, which made them feel lucky and ashamed.
I'm glad I'm alive, but I'm ashamed that I didn't get the chance to kill a single rebel.
"Alas! The Dantian is broken, the cultivation level is eliminated, and the overall situation is decided. Potian, your son has won, but my son has lost."
Ximen Shang sighed leisurely, and then his body gradually disappeared on the chair.
Ximen Potian was still staring blankly into the sky. His father's departure did not affect him. At this time, he felt a little sad in his heart.
After all, they are brothers.
"Buzz!"
The large formation in Tianqing City finally disappeared, and the shouts from outside the city spread to the inside.
The people in Tianqing City couldn't help but shout loudly when they heard the wave of "Long live the prince".
The morning sun gradually rose, and the ground after the rain exuded a pungent smell mixed with blood.
But this did not affect the mood of the soldiers at all, because they survived.
Ximen Hao urged Mo Lin and slowly walked to Ximen Wentian.
The other party is not dead yet, but he will be soon.
His Dantian was completely destroyed and his cultivation level disappeared, leaving him with little hope of survival.
Ximen Hao got off Mo Lin and squatted in front of Ximen Wentian.
Ximen Wentian slowly opened his eyes, his face was covered with deathly gray, and his eyes lacked any brilliance.
"You~you win."
He said weakly.
"You lost."
Ximen Hao said without any emotion.
"Can I ask you something?"
Ximen Wentian asked while lying on the ground.
"Say it, as long as I can do it."
Ximen Hao looked at the dying Ximen Wentian as if he were looking at a bystander.
Ximen Wentian turned to look at his wife and children, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
Even though he didn't care about their life or death just now, the person who is about to die is ultimately reluctant to leave his relatives.
His wife and children also looked at him, but when he took action regardless of everyone's life and death, his family members had already thought about it.
"Let~ let them go, okay?"
He looked at Ximen Hao, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Ximen Hao glanced at the family members and suddenly asked:
"If I am the one who fails, will you let my family go?"
Ximen Wentian was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and waited for death to come.
Ximen Hao stood up slowly, but still said:
"I'll try my best to keep them alive."
As he said that, he took out three meters and three.
"Thanks."
Ximen Wentian said weakly.
"Qiang!"
Ximen Hao raised it three meters high. As long as he cut it down with one knife, everything would be over.
But after thinking about it, he stuck Sanmi San on the ground and took out the Yuanli Revolver.
"After all, you are also a human being. Let's leave your body intact."
"Bang!"
There was a gunshot, and a primeval stone bullet passed between Ximen Wentian's eyebrows.
Due to the loss of cultivation, the Yuanshi bullet passed directly through his head and into the ground.
Ximen Wentian, a great hero of a generation, finally died in the hands of Ximen Hao.
"Your Majesty!!!"
"Father!!!"
"Woooooooo..."
When the family members saw that Ximen Wentian was completely dead, no matter how disappointed they were, they all started crying sadly.
"My lord! Have a good journey!"
"Wow!"
During the surrender, hundreds of Ximen Wentian's soldiers knelt on the ground, then raised their palms and slapped their foreheads, committing collective suicide!
Ximen Hao glanced at Ximen Wentian, and then at the soldiers who committed mass suicide.
Then I looked at the sun that had risen, and I felt a little complicated.
"Xiao Ji, give him a good burial."
After saying that, he turned around and returned to the chariot.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Ji Wubing accepted the order, then looked at Sima Zhong and said:
"Sima Zhong, let the prisoners clean up the battlefield and clean up this place before His Highness enters the city."
"Yes, military advisor."
Sima Zhong took the order and made arrangements quickly.
Ximen Hao returned to the chariot, lay down and closed his eyes.
During this period of time, he was exhausted both physically and mentally, and rarely slept. Coupled with the exertion of praying to God just now, he couldn't bear to fall asleep.
No one bothered him. There were only five loyal servants and thousands of cavalry in the car.
Even if the gate of Tianqing City is opened, no one dares to approach here, and no one dares to disturb him.
The gates of the Heavenly City Wall were opened, and the defenders in the city began to come out to help clean up the battlefield. Even some brave common people came out.
Ximen Potian rode a carriage to the city gate, looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in front of him, and at his unparalleled cavalry in the distance, loyally guarding his son.
I don't know why, I feel a little disappointed.
"Your Majesty, do you want to inform the prince to enter the city?"
Wu Sheng asked in a low voice.
Ximen Potian waved his hand:
"No, let's wait here. Also, inform all the ministers to wait at the city gate."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"drive!"
With a loud shout, a war horse rushed out, it was Di Yingying.
Her father didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the man collapsed from exhaustion on the battlefield. How could she wait?
"Liu Sheng, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you go and protect the Crown Princess!"
Fox Prajna gave orders quickly.
Liu Sheng suddenly woke up and rushed out with hundreds of royal guards.
The sun gradually rose, and a layer of heat rose from the damp ground, making the bloody smell on the battlefield even more unpleasant.
The smoke made the defenders and civilians bend over and gag.
Di Hu and Bai Ji have been arranged in tents respectively, and their own military medical center is responsible for treatment.
Sima Zhong led people to dispose of the body, and at the same time sent people into the city to collect a large amount of dry firewood and kerosene.
It's such a hot summer and if the corpses are not properly disposed of, a plague will break out and the entire capital will be ruined.
"Military advisor, what should we do with these people?"
Zhuge Qing led people to guard Ximen Wentian's family members, as well as the other party's staff.
Ji Wubing was riding on the Gale Wolf, and the muddy ground had already made him fall down.
"Mr. Cheng, we meet again!"
He looked at Cheng Gong calmly. Although the other party was defeated, Haolai was Ximen Wentian's first aide, and he definitely had some skills.