Stunning beauty

"Boom."

Thunder pierced the sky, and in the inner courtyard of Li Garden, Li Ziye sat under the porch, quietly watching the heavy rain in the sky, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Report!"

On the streets of the city, a fast horse galloped past in the rain, rushing towards the palace without stopping.

In Fengtian Hall, the ministers went to court. The morning court time had passed, but the ministers still did not go down to court, as if they were waiting for something.

Beside the dragon chair, Mu Bai, the prisoner, sat there, silently waiting quietly.

Below, a famous minister looks at me and I looks at you, no one dares to say a word.

"Report!"

At this moment, a soldier who was soaked by the rain quickly ran into the palace, knelt down, and reported tremblingly, "The King of Commoners led the remnants of the Rakshasa Army to fight against the heavy rain on the North West Road of the Desert in front of Chishui. They successfully completed their mission and persisted." By the time reinforcements arrived, the Rakshasa army had suffered 300 casualties, and the commoner king was killed in battle, with no bones left!"

As soon as he said this, the whole court was shocked. The less courageous ministers were shocked, staggered, and could not even stand firmly.

The commoner king died in battle?No bones left?

In the silent court, one could hear the sound of a needle dropping, and all the ministers' eyes were looking at the figure above the main hall.

Above the Fengtian Hall, next to the dragon chair, Mu Bai heard the news and clenched his hands, but surprisingly he was not angry. He stood up and ordered calmly, "Inform the world and announce the death of the Common King. In addition, for The commoner king built a tomb for the people of the world to pay homage to. In addition, the remaining Rakshasa army was put in charge by deputy general Luo Xiao and retreated from the court."

After saying that, Mu Bai turned around and left without saying another word.

"Boom!"

Outside the main hall, thunder suddenly broke out, and the huge thunder resounded throughout the world, frightening all the officials in the hall.

Lu Siqing, the head of the civil service, was the first to turn around and leave. His old face was cold and gloomy, a bit scary.

Afterwards, the military attachés in the palace also left the palace one after another, their faces looking uglier than the last.

No bones left!

A generation of King Wu has no body left and can only erect a tomb!

In Weiyang Palace, after the news came, Queen Changsun was also shocked. She did not expect such a result.

The commoner king actually completed the holy order and resisted the arrival of reinforcements.

"The youngest Martial King of Dashang, in the end, he didn't even have the chance to be shrouded in horse leather."

On the side, Murong said in a deep voice, "Even we feel desolate. It's hard to imagine how angry the army officers and soldiers, especially the remnants of the Rakshasa Army, will be."

"This is really the worst possible outcome."

Empress Changsun sighed softly and said, "Even if the corpse is left for the people of the world to pay homage to, it is still good."

Being able to rest in peace is the last hope in everyone's hearts. Unexpectedly, the battle of Chishui would be so tragic, and the commoner king was not even able to leave his body behind.

At the same time, Chishui.

Under the pouring rain, Luo Xiao led his men to bury the soldiers who died in the battle. Behind them, a Rakshasa Army cavalry dismounted and stood silently in the heavy rain. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was difficult to breathe.

Not far away, the two princes Zhu Qingge and Han Chengzhi and the vanguard of the Southwest Army were waiting quietly without disturbing them.

Not long after, to the west of Chishui, the Southwest King and the King of Triumph arrived with a large force. They had already received the information that the Commoner King had died in battle, and they both felt extremely heavy.

More than [-] troops stood quietly in front of the Chishui River to bid farewell to the Rakshasa Army soldiers who died in the battle and the youngest King Wu of Dashang.

"Triumph!"

Before the two armies, the Southwest King spoke and said in a deep voice, "I, the King, am a little confused now. Who are we fighting for?"

"For great businessmen and millions of people."

On the side, the King of Triumph said seriously, "It was like this before, and it is like this now."

"For the people."

The King of Southwest murmured softly, with a cold look in his eyes, and said, "For the sake of the people, will the Commoner King die in vain! And those [-] Rakshasa Army soldiers!"

The King of Triumph was silent, not knowing how to answer.

a day later.

The great merchant capital and the commoner palace.

The entire palace is full of raw materials from top to bottom.

In front of the palace, a carriage stopped, headed by Mu Bai, and all the royal dignitaries in the city came.

There is no mourning hall, or rather, there is only a tomb above the mourning hall.

When the ministers saw this sad scene, their hearts became increasingly sad.

In the end, the commoner king could not even rest in peace.

Li Ziye, as the prince of the Marquis of Ganyang, also came to the Buyi Prince's Mansion to pay homage to everyone.

By chance, I met Mu Bai head-on.

Mu Bai looked at his white-haired best friend in front of him and opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but he didn't know where to start.

"Your Highness, if you have anything you want to ask, just ask."

Li Ziye saw the doubt on Mu Bai's face and said calmly.

"Is it all arranged by Brother Li?" Mu Bai asked.

"Yes, it was all arranged by me." Li Ziye answered truthfully.

"Why do you have to fight to such an extent that you really can't even save a corpse?" Mu Bai asked in confusion.

"You can stay, but you can't stay."

Li Ziye said calmly, "I just want the commoner king to die without a complete body, so that the world can see what the end of King Wu, who fought bloody battles for the great merchants, ended up!"

"Why is this so?" Mu Bai sighed.

"Planning, that's it."

Li Ziye responded with a cold tone, "Being buried in peace is also a kind of inner comfort for the people of the world to place their feelings on. I will stop the people of the world from thinking about it. Until my death, King Wu's fighting spirit will not be able to rest in peace!"

"Brother Li, you are too cruel." Mu Bai said with a complicated expression.

"Your Highness, you have your royal ways, and I have my deceitful ways."

Li Ziye said without giving in, "Before the overall situation is decided, the royal way is difficult, so we can only pave the way through deception. This game is over. I hope that Your Highness will cooperate with me to finish this game."

After hearing what his best friend said, Mu Bai sighed in his heart, then nodded and said, "Okay."

"Let's retire."

Li Ziye said something polite, then turned around and left.

In front of the palace, Mu Bai looked at the former's retreating figure with an increasingly complicated expression.

Too many people have died in this game, is it really worth it?