Wild beast war god

"Ten years, a whole ten years!" Su Zhenglong was trembling all over and crying.

Although they don't know why Yan Ao, a million criminals on the battlefield, was shocked to death, the noble prince who made them suffer for ten years finally died, and he died in front of them.

Perhaps, this is the retribution for doing bad things!

Su Yuexian sat softly on the ground. She couldn't believe what she saw before her eyes. She couldn't believe that the aloof Prince Zhenyun had died like this. This relief came so suddenly.

Tears fell from her eyes and she touched the long scars on her face, which were the deep marks left by ten years of pain.

"Brother Jing, are you really okay?"

Only Su Yuexi has been paying attention to Sikong Jing, who just vomited blood and looked extremely ugly.

Just now, his whole body was shaking, as if he could still hear the sound of his husband's heart breaking, but now he was bursting with tears.

Su Yuexi seemed to have telepathy, and felt that her heart ached so much...

Sikong Jing retracted his hollow eyes and forced a smile: "It's okay, our Su family's great revenge must be avenged."

At this time, Fan Zhong walked up and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Sikong, why did millions of battlefield criminals shock Yan Ao to death? Why did they kneel in front of our yard?"

He had a terrible thought in his mind. Could it be that it was Sikong Jingcheng who had millions of criminals kneeling on the battlefield?

Otherwise, why should he shock his enemy Yan Ao to death?

Sikong Jing slowly raised his eyelids and spoke slowly: "I don't know, Yan Ao or King Zhenyun are the enemies of these people. Maybe they are kneeling to one of their leaders, who was killed by King Zhenyun." Damn it.”

He didn't admit it because he still wanted to use Fan Zhong.

If Fan Zhong knew the true situation, he would probably report it directly to the Lord of Yunzhou and say that his meridians were not severed.

Now I have to... endure it.

All the brothers and sisters have come to Yunzhou City. As long as they are rescued, then they will not be bound to this small Yunzhou. Then the sky will be high and the birds can fly.

In vain, Sikong Jing asked hoarsely: "Fan Zhong, I want to deploy one hundred thousand troops. Has Mo Yang told you?"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Zhong's pupils shrank violently.

"What are you going to do?" Fan Zhong had naturally heard what Mo Yang said.

Moreover, he now also knew that Sikong Jing was actually the exiled criminal whom the Lord of Yunzhou granted him a marriage. The move of deploying a hundred thousand troops made him feel terrified and made him feel that something terrible might happen.

"The eldest son of the Sui family wants it. This will be a fight. You have to choose which side to take." Sikong Jing replied.

Sikong Jing could only pull Sui Yu out first to make Fan Zhong afraid.

Sure enough, Fan Zhong was trembling in his heart.

What comes to mind is: Someone wants the heir apparent of the Sui family to die in Yanyun City, and also moves out the Emperor's Order of the Great Shang. Then it will be a terrifying struggle among the upper echelons of the Great Shang.

"Can I not choose?" Fan Zhong wanted to cry. He really just wanted to stand neutral.

When I didn't go in to save people outside Yanyun City, it was just because of the order of the Lord of Yunzhou. I had no choice but to do so!

"Yes, but if the Sui family's heir apparent wins, you will face his execution and my one hundred thousand troops." Sikong Jing's cold eyes revealed, "Because if you don't stand, you will only be Yun Yun. On the side of the Lord of the State.”

With his mind trembling again, Fan Zhong thought of Sikong Jing's terrifying 100,000 troops, and for a moment he became extremely panicked.

"If you report it to the Lord of Yunzhou now, you won't survive tonight."

"The masters from Qianjin Sect will arrive in Yunzhou City soon."

Sikong Jing pressed again, his tone full of oppression.

His heart trembled wildly, Sikong Jing was granted a marriage by the Lord of Yunzhou.

So in this fight, the Lord of Yunzhou was of course on the opposite side of the Sui family's heir apparent. The more Fan Zhong thought about it, the more horrified he became.

"What do we gain by standing on your side?" Mo Yang jumped out and asked.

Sikong Jing sneered: "At least I can survive tonight."

"At the same time, if the heir apparent of the Sui family is defeated, I will take you to the Xia Kingdom. The Princess of the Xia Kingdom appreciates me very much."

Looking at each other, Fan Zhong and the other four actually had no choice.

Of course, if they knew that the eldest son of the Sui family was fighting against the Ninth Princess Yan Ruyu, the Great Shang Emperor Yan Tianmo, and the so-called invincible god general Yu Wenguan, they would have just patted their butts and ran away.

But they didn't know, they only knew that the heir apparent of the Sui family could not spare them.

"Okay, we're done." Fan Zhong spoke loudly after hesitating for a long time.

Sikong Jing smiled and nodded, and then sent Ahu and Lao Zhang to follow Fan Zhong to contact him with the 100,000 troops waiting in Yunye City and Qingyun City...

Later, Fan Zhong asked again: "How to deal with the death of Crown Prince Yan Ao?"

Now he no longer regards Sikong Jing as an ordinary person, and is even a little respectful. What can he do if his life is in his hands?

"Just make up any excuse for your coming. Don't say you are here to help me. The rest of the Su family's grievances are waiting for you. Just report the truth to the Lord of Yunzhou." Sikong Jing said with an indifferent expression.

Just after finalizing the matter, the staff officer of the Lord of Yunzhou, who had been roaring before, also came to the compound.

When he saw the corpses of Yan Ao and others, he was also shocked.

I didn't believe it when I just received the report of escorting the soldiers, but I was really shocked to death by millions of battlefield criminals.

"Why do millions of battlefield criminals kneel down?" The staff of the Lord of Yunzhou couldn't figure it out.

Regarding Sikong Jing's true identity in Yunzhou, only the Lord of Yunzhou knows.

Regarding this question, Fan Zhong just shook his head and replied: "I'm not sure, Sir Staff Officer, who are these millions of battlefield criminals? They looked so terrifying just now?"

"It is said that they were a rebel army under the banner of the Invincible God General Yuwen Guan during the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion." The staff officer explained what he had heard and said, "And if they are asked to come here this time, they may want to take some action against the Xia Kingdom. .”

In response, Fan Zhong secretly looked at Sikong Jing and let out a long sigh.

Since they are rebels under the banner of the invincible god general Yu Wenguan, they cannot have anything to do with Sikong Jing, otherwise he must be one of them, and it is even less likely that he will be granted a marriage by the Lord of Yunzhou.

Because the Lord of Yunzhou is far from qualified to deal with the invincible general.

"Master Fan, why are you here?" Staff Yunzhou asked curiously.

Fan Zhong thought for a while and replied: "The Su family in Yunyecheng has a grudge against Crown Prince Yan Ao. The Crown Prince wants to kill their whole family. I happened to be in the Crown Prince's courtyard, so we came over to play together."

He lied without hesitation. Yan Ao and others were all dead anyway, and no one could expose him.

"Come here, keep an eye on everyone in the Su family. Don't let them leave even half a step. Wait for Prince Zhenyun's Mansion to deal with it."

Thinking of this, Fan Zhong gave another order to the Zhanfu soldiers, and then looked at the Yunzhou staff and said: "The death of Crown Prince Yan Ao is not a trivial matter. We must report it to the Lord of Yunzhou as soon as possible."

After saying that, he took a deep look at Sikong Jing and left.

Naturally, Ahu and Lao Zhang mingled with the Yunzhou Zhanfu soldiers and followed them away.

When only the people from Yunyecheng were left in the courtyard, Mei Xiaofang, who had finished venting her anger, came over and asked, "Ajing, doesn't Fan Zhong have to obey you? Why are you still sending troops to surround us?"

Sikong Jing smiled and replied: "It's just a routine matter. After all, Yan Ao is the son of King Zhenyun."

As soon as these words came out, Su Zhenglong asked worriedly: "A Jing, I'm afraid King Zhenyun won't let us go, what should we do?"

Sikong Jing smiled again: "Father-in-law, don't worry, King Zhenyun has no right to touch me."