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Chapter 148 Ning Jun is mighty! your Highness? ! 【2 more】

There is a faint red line on the horizon. It is not the sunset that turns into after the sun sets, but a blazing fire.

Ye Turning the Lam recalled what Hejia had said in the letter he wrote to her -

 They came down from the sky together with the fire, bringing with them blood and corpses.

 Who are they?

Ye Banlan tightened his fingers little by little, raised his head, and looked toward the west.

There is no need to look back at this period of history, she also knows that the people who invade China will not be from the Western Regions and Hokuriku.

The Western Regions have long been feared by King Yan, and the Queen of Beilu signed an agreement with her, and she will never go to war with China in her lifetime.

What's more, even if the Western Region and the Northern Territory unite, they still don't have the ability to break through China.

Hejia got on his horse, holding the reins in one hand, a spear in the other, and a heavy sword on his back.

He said in a calm voice: "Let's go."

She thought of all the records she had read about this battle of armies, and there was one sentence that particularly impressed her -

And their weapons were far stronger than those of Ning Jun. The sword made of meteorite iron in Ning Jun's hand broke in an instant!

 This was a complete killing.

On that day, millions of people died in the mainland of China.

Ye Turning's hands hung on both sides of his body, trembling constantly.

Hejia closed his eyes and let the blood flow down the wounds on his body.

 All the officers and men of the six armies died, and every inch of the mountains and rivers was covered with blood.

 The brothers and sisters who had accompanied him for thirteen years had all been killed in battle.

 However, there was less time in the day, and only 50,000 were left.

They are only wearing ordinary clothes, but as Hejia said, these clothes are harder than armor and invulnerable.

Just eight words, but it boosted morale.

 “The general is mighty, and the prince is a thousand years old!”

Seeing Hejia coming out, the remaining cavalry quickly formed a formation: "General!"

He Jia was surrounded by corpses, and in the vast world, he was the only one alive.

Everyone can forget, but as the Xiang royal family, as Princess Yongning, and as a witness who carries millions of lives on her back, she cannot forget.

He thought that he had failed after all, and that he had failed completely.

 But now, what can he do?

 This is a losing war, but no one retreats.

"King Yan, right? Oh, you are still in the ancient times, a really backward civilization." The man called the general clapped his hands and smiled, "I admire your strength and your integrity, so I decided to give you How about a chance to join me?"

They are indeed human beings, not non-human beings. They have black hair, blond hair, green hair, black eyes, blue eyes and red eyes. There is no distinction between races.

Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets.

"If we win this battle, there will be peace for several years." Hejia took the lead in riding his horse, "We must fight."

 Every second, a Ning Dynasty soldier died.

 The sky is filled with yellow sand and thousands of horses are galloping.

This angered the enemies and they were brutally killed.

 It hurts.

 But the physical pain is not as good as the mental pain.

They shouted, China will not be destroyed, China will not be destroyed!

“Millions of bones killed” are just four words, but behind them are literally millions of lives.

Others don’t know that she reads the written records of the fall of the Ning Dynasty every day, just to remember this deep-rooted hatred of the country and the family.

 “Ning’s army is mighty and will never retreat to the death!”

“We have been fighting together for thirteen years, and we have finally come to an end today.” He Jia slowly said, “Ning’s army is so powerful that they will never retreat until they die.”

Even he could not stop these enemies from invading China. He knew very well that he could not fall. Once he fell, China would be destroyed.

 Several lieutenants followed and came to the marching place together.

 There are 150,000 heavy cavalry in the northwest alone.

The Tianji Battalion led by King Yan was one of the three most powerful armies in the Ning Dynasty. The other two battalions were commanded by King Chu and King Qin respectively.

Since the pacification of the northwest, he has not been so seriously injured or in such pain for a long time.

Historical books contain only a few words, and it is indeed difficult to describe the true history.

It was also at this moment that Ye Banlan finally saw the face of the enemy.

 Some historians in later generations thought this was too exaggerated. However, seeing it today, they even downplay it.

He, the King of Yan, must live up to this title and die on the battlefield with dignity.

I don’t know how long it took, but the wind stopped and the surroundings were very quiet. Only the sound of breathing could be heard.

He Jia suddenly recalled that a long time ago, when they were still wandering outside, Xiang Lan, who was only three years old at the time, asked him a question.

—Brother Wang, how can I become stronger?

—Becoming stronger means breaking off all the weaknesses step by step. When these weaknesses are gone, you will be the strongest.

 —Weakness?

 —For example, Xiaolan is my weakness.

Hejia slowly opened his eyes. He straightened up again, pulled out the broken blade from his left chest with one hand, and held the spear tightly with the other hand. "Roar-"

 Faintly, the roar of a dragon sounded, threatening all directions.

 This is the tenth form of Shence Marksmanship—

 Qian, Long, Teng, Yuan!

 “Boom!”

 The whole earth suddenly collapsed, sand and rocks flew, and countless trees collapsed along the way.

Screams rang out, and thousands of people fell into the cracks, losing their lives in an instant.

Even the enemy did not expect the power of this move, and it was too late to retreat.

They expected that Hejia had exhausted all his strength and could no longer fight against them.

However, the killing move of each of the six sects is to kill one thousand enemies, damage oneself eight hundred, and exchange lives for lives, so they will not be used easily.

This is also the first time Hejia has used the "Hidden Dragon Teng Yuan" move.

Just in an instant, the violent internal force broke all his meridians, and blood flowed out from his seven orifices, but he twitched the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.

This move is more powerful than he thought, which is good.

 He did it and protected China with his life. It was time to rest.

　　"He was the one who made a plan when death was imminent, and he lost a lot of people. It was really unlucky."

"I didn't expect these Chinese people to be so temperamental. Wouldn't it be better if they surrendered early? They have to rush forward one by one to die. It's really like moths rushing to the flames, and they don't overestimate their own capabilities."

 “Admiral, the man is dead, what should I say?”

"Isn't there still a body after a person dies? Do you need me to teach you?"

“Brother Wang!” Ye Banlan realized something. She quickly stepped forward, threw herself in front of He Jia, and protected him tightly, “No—Brother Wang!”

 However, this is just a retrospect of the scene, and it is history that cannot be changed.

 The long knife passed through her body and cut off Hejia's head.

Blood spattered, Ye Banlan looked at his hand, but he couldn't even touch a drop of blood.

Like a complete outsider, she could only watch Hejia being whipped after his death.

 King Yan would never know. He didn't want her to see the fall of China with her own eyes, but she still saw it.

The unprecedented hatred almost made it impossible for Ye Banglan to restrain her bursting murderous intent. Her whole body was trembling, but she could only stay where she was, unable to move anything.

The enemy then cut off Hejia's limbs and threw his body into the wilderness, and maliciously destroyed the environment of Yanshan Mountain.

Yanshan Mountain has completely turned into a desert, with no grass growing.

“We’ve killed everything here, and we can continue walking. The southern border has been conquered long ago, and we can’t fall behind.”

These foreign troops laughed and whipped away, attacking from the northwest and marching straight into Fengyuan.

 Historical records indicate that in the year 1723 of the Chinese calendar, King Yan defended Yan Mountain without retreating, and no bones were left. He was only twenty-eight years old.

 …

 “Tick tock—”

 It is the sound of water dripping, suddenly ringing in the ears.

The scene in front of Ye Turnan finally dissipated, and it was still dark Yanshan without any light.

Her heart felt as if a piece of it had been cut out by some sharp blade, and it was empty. The cold wind was pouring in crazily, causing throbbing pain.

"Oh my god, I seem to be able to see things finally!" An excited voice interrupted Ye Banlan's contemplation, "It was really strange just now. Why did I experience what happened before His Highness King Yan's death again? It must be my hallucination. , Wuwuwu, my Prince Yan died so miserably..."

 Ye Tuanlan still stood there silently, turning a deaf ear to Qingyun Pei's cries.

She never thought that Hejia would die in such a tragic and heroic way.

Before he died, he also sacrificed his fellow victims and killed thousands of people.

It was this move that completely angered the enemy.

Her brother, who was the brother of King Yan at the age of sixteen, did not even leave his body.

Ye Banlan closed her eyes: "It's not your hallucination, I saw it too, thank you."

 She has memorized the face of the general and the faces of all the enemies who killed Chinese soldiers.

 She won't forget.

　　　…”

 There was a moment of silence.

"Ah—!" Qing Yunpei let out a scream, "What a terrible human being. She can really hear my words. What should I do? Did she hear everything I just said? Our society is dead!"

Hearing this very modern and trendy word, Ye Bianlan fell silent: "..."

It can be seen that there are indeed many people who have entered Yanshan. Qingyunpei has been buried underground for a long time and has learned a lot of things that he should not have learned.

"I can hear you." Ye Banlan took out the Qingyun Pendant from his pocket and put it in front of his eyes, "Although I don't know why, you can tell me everything you know."

"That's not possible. I am the treasure of His Highness Prince Yan. Who are you? If you ask me to speak, I will speak. Aren't I very shameless?" Qingyun Pei's voice suddenly broke off, and then his voice rose in unbelief. With violent trembling: "Your Highness, Princess?!"

At the end of the month, continue to vigorously solicit votes for Sister Lan! If you don’t vote, it will expire. One vote for you and one vote for me. Sister Lan will be on the list soon.

King Yan will officially appear and he will be alive, don’t panic! Wait for me to lay the groundwork

See you tomorrow~~

 (End of this chapter)