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Text Chapter 528: Dayan, there is no more King Jingnan

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    The Yan people built a capital outside the barbarian king's city.

    The heads belonging to the barbarian nobles were piled up one by one, with their eyes closed, or hideous. It is not surprising that ordinary people would have nightmares or even get sick from fright.

    And these Yanjun Qiubas had smiles on their faces, as if they were playing a game of piling stones when they dreamed of being children.

    Li Fei also went to help move together. No one asked him to go, but he knew that he should go.

    The soldiers of the Northern Army in the surrounding towns respected this crippled elder son very much.

    Soldiers value love, the most important thing is the love of robes;

    To a certain extent, His Royal Highness went to the royal court alone this time, disregarding personal life and death, and contributing to the great victory. This move is enough to win the approval of the soldiers.

    Soldiers of the Zhenbei Army, they are not afraid that their future prince will be a bad breed. To put it bluntly, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be for its own family?

    They are afraid,

    It's because my prince is a coward.

    Can,

    Your Royal Highness, not bad.

    Fortunately, with last night's bloody foreshadowing, when I did this Beijing tour today, I didn't make any fools of myself.

    Li Fei remembered that when Chen Xianba was in the village, he often said that if he won a battle in the future, he would build the capital to show his military achievements.

    Whoever wants to,

    I made it myself first.

    Yi Guxie was taken into custody.

    Igna, on the other hand, is free.

    Her husband is here, and her brother is also here. Under these circumstances, she is actually the most pitiful.

    But it's really not right or wrong,

    Think back when the barbarians were strong, there were countless poor Yan women.

    Between ethnic groups, between countries, this kind of struggle, this kind of confrontation, often does not look at morality and reason, but only recognizes the ass.

    Li Fei didn't go to comfort her anymore. As a husband for the first time, he didn't know how to do it now.

    However, after taking her back, the mother and elder sister should know how to relieve her.

    Altar,

    It was rebuilt, relying on this Jingguan.

    Dayan's black dragon flag stands neatly from the low city wall along the sides below.

    currently,

    Everyone fell silent.

    In this world, few people can have such a keen premonition as Master Zheng Hou. When an era ends, an era will begin.

    But the soldiers present all had a feeling, a feeling of parting.

    Li Liangting's armor was given to Tian Wujing, who was still wrapped in the barbarian noble clothes, and walked slowly up to the altar.

    Beside him, King Jingnan, wearing the armor of King Zhenbei, climbed up the stairs together.

    The sacrifices on the altar are all ready-made, taken from the objects of the barbarian sacrifice last night.

    There is nothing suitable or not,

    Before this Beijing Temple,

    Other sacrifices are just leftovers, ancestors, don't care about these.

    Li Liangting took out an imperial decree from his pocket and placed it on the altar.

    Beside him, a soldier brought water and wine.

    One cup for King Zhenbei and one cup for King Jingnan.

    "Have another drink." Li Liangting said.

    "Yes, my lord."

    The third cup,

    It was placed on the imperial decree by Li Liangting.

    Three glasses of wine,

    three people,

    Stand together again.

    "Hoo"

    Li Liangting breathed a sigh of relief,

    Pointing to the imperial decree in front of him,

    road;

    "Wu Jing, guess what Brother Haoer will write in this edict?"

    Tian Wujing shook his head and said:

    "I don't know what I wrote, I only know that there will be a lot of words."

    Before the emperor died, he was already in poor health, so there were not many occasions to speak publicly.

    others,

    It is the closer to death, the less words, the more I feel that there is nothing to talk about;

    But Yanhuang is different,

    The emperor, who had calculated his life and wanted to worry about his death,

    talk,

    There must be a great many.

    Especially today's scene was conceived by the three of them very early on.

    There will be today, there will be this day, everyone is preparing for itp; "Shua!"

    Below the altar,

    All soldiers of the Zhenbei Army kneeled on one knee.

    There is no master of ceremonies singing,

    There is no eunuch to announce the decree,

    Not impassioned,

    Only the wind on the desert,

    Blowing through the gap between Jingguan's head, playing the real sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

    but,

    enough.

    The sacrifice is over,

    Tian Wujing stepped down from the altar,

    Pixiu, take the initiative to lean over.

    It knows where it will go with its master, and it has some regrets, regretting not being able to get the same beautiful armor as the Pixiu under the crotch of Master Pingxi.

    Tian Wujing got on his horse,

    Immediately,

    The knights of the Northern Army in Eight Hundred Towns came out.

    They all have no old children and no children in their families, and they are commonly known as free and easy men who can eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry.

    Sitting on the Pixiu, Tian Wujing waved his back to Li Liangting behind him.

    Later,

    Pixiu ran up, followed by 800 riders, heading west.

    On Li Liangting's face, there was no sadness of parting, only a smile.

    He is really happy,

    Because he knew that if Tian Wujing went back east, he would either continue to block himself in the deep courtyard of the Hou Mansion and endure loneliness, or he would commit suicide.

    Death is not scary, Li Liangting believes that Tian Wujing will never be afraid of death, but the kind of life that is worse than death is the real torture in the world.

    Now, it is already the best situation, and it is also the most suitable time to leave;

    The curtain that should end, the end that should end, the one that should go, can also go freely.

    ?From today, Dayan no longer has King Jingnan!

    The Prince of Zhenbei retracted his hands into his sleeves,

    Like a rich old man from Beifeng County,

    Leaning on the flagpole of the Black Dragon Flag,

    Looking at the dust flying away from the west,

    With a low voice,

    ? Shouted softly:

    "Mirrorless, let's go. ?
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