The Blood Crown

When Yuan Nanyu led the vanguard to the camp of the Chu army, he could see the flames in the camp from afar, and the enemy troops were scurrying around in the camp like flies without their heads to fight the fire.

In order to prevent fraud, Yuan Nanyu sent a small group of elite soldiers to explore the way first, although this scene does not seem to be fake.

After confirming that the fire in the granary of the Chu army was true, he gave an order and led the army to rush into the enemy camp. The failures, humiliation, and torture he suffered all turned into a flame of revenge, burning brighter than the flames facing each other far away. Still hot.

Yuan Nanyu charged into the battle and slashed and killed the Chu army, while roaring: "Find Taifu Yan, capture Chen Kui alive, reward a thousand gold, and seal ten thousand households—"

"The general has an order to find Grand Tutor Yan and capture Chen Kui alive, reward him with a thousand pieces of gold, and seal him ten thousand households!"

"Bonus for rewards! Rewards for marquises! Rewards for marquises!"

The soldiers are full of enthusiasm, their morale is high, and the prosperity and wealth of generations are right in front of them. If you don't work hard now, when will you wait?

General Feng rushed into the camp of the Chu army like a wolf, cutting down anyone he saw, burning tents when he saw him, frantically looking for Yan Sikong and the king of Chu.

The Chu army's food and grass were burned, and the morale of the army was already slackened. At this time, seeing the vicious Feng family army swarming in, each of them was red-eyed, how could they still have the will to fight, and they were immediately defeated and fled in all directions.

"Someone found Taifu Yan!" Yuan Nanyu searched anxiously.

At this time, a scout came to report: "General, Chen Kui has escaped!"

"Chasing!" Yuan Nanyu thought to himself, if Chen Kui ran away, he would definitely bring Yan Sikong with him. He gave an order and took the lead in chasing out of the camp. Seeing Chen Kui leading the troops away from a distance, his eyes turned cold Radiant, hate to the bone.

Feng Jiajun chased for several miles all the way, killing or capturing countless Chu troops. Seeing that the distance was getting closer, Yuan Nanyu looked all the way, but he didn't see Yan Sikong's familiar back, but he clearly saw it. When he arrived at the coach, he shouted: "Bow!"

The subordinates immediately handed over the bow and arrow. Yuan Nanyu put his legs between the horse's belly and got up on the half body of the galloping horse. .

With a sound of "嗖", the flying arrow shot across the light blue sky of Buddha Dawn like a shooting star, and hit Chen Kui's shoulder in one fell swoop.

Chen Kui groaned in pain, his body uncontrollably fell to the side of the arrow, and instantly slid into the belly of the horse. He was about to fall off the horse and be buried under the chaotic hooves. On the arm, at the same time the instep is tightly hooked to the noose of the saddle, and the shoulder brushes the swirling dust, narrowly escaping.

"King Chu!"

Chen Kui gritted his teeth, twisted his arms and waist, and forcefully pulled himself back onto the horse. He turned his head, looked through thousands of troops, and saw the majestic general in uniform at a glance.

Yuan Nanyu also looked at Chen Kui.

The two of them, Yu Wanjun, looked at each other, and the smoke was everywhere.

At this moment, a burst of shouting and killing came from the southeast, and a cavalry appeared in front of them, with the word "Ning" embroidered on each of the flags.

"No, it's King Ning's reinforcements!"

Seeing the reinforcements, Yuan Nanyu was anxious and angry. He was about to catch up with Chen Kui. Did he just tell people to run away?What about Yan Sikong?Where is his second brother!

King Ning's reinforcements came straight to Yuan Nanyu in a menacing manner. The two armies encountered each other, fighting each other, shouting, fighting, screaming, and howling horses. When the sun shines on the earth, the color of blood is the most colorful stroke in the world.

Yuan Nanyu saw that his troops were outnumbered.They dispatched troops hastily, and the main army, whether it was the whole army or the march, was much slower, and was still lagging behind. Even though he was eager to win, he did not dare to show such bravery. Chase again.

King Ning's army chased and killed them for a while, obviously not interested in fighting, so they also withdrew.

When Yuan Nanyu returned to the camp of the Chu army, Feng Ye's leading soldiers arrived, with Feng Hun at his side. When he saw Yuan Nanyu, he hurriedly asked, "Where is Yan Sikong?"

Yuan Nanyu said unwillingly: "I didn't find it in the camp, so I went to chase Chen Yu, but King Ning's reinforcements arrived, and we were lost, so we had to retreat."

"He must have been taken away by Chen Kui!" Feng Ye shouted, "Qian Cunxi, you lead [-] troops to clean up King Ning's camp, and Wang Shen, lead [-] troops to attack Donglu King Qin's army. I'm going to chase Chen Kui!"

Everyone said in unison: "No!"

Several groups of armies set off separately, and suddenly, a messenger came galloping: "Wolf King, Wolf King, there is news from Taifu Yan!"

Feng Ye's eyes widened: "Where is he?!"

A man with a face covered in ashes ran over and knelt down in front of Feng Ye with a plop: "The little man Quyan, I have seen His Royal Highness the Wolf King and General Que."

Yuan Nanyu managed to recognize from the dark face that it was indeed the Qu Yan they had planted in the Chu army, and he said anxiously: "Where is Taifu Yan? Did you set the fire?"

Qu Yan fell on the ground and howled, "Fire, the fire was set by Taifu Yan, Taifu Yan...he..."

Feng Ye was so dumbfounded, his heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible hand, he growled, "What's wrong with him!"

"He, he followed the granary and died in the sea of ​​fire."

Both Feng Ye and Yuan Nanyu froze.

Those words sounded like voices from outside the sky, and they didn't seem to be in the world at all.

Yan Sikong, buried in a sea of ​​flames?

What does this mean?

Yuan Nanyu was the first to come back to his senses, and was shocked and furious: "You are talking nonsense!"

"Small... I dare not..." Qu Yan trembled, "Teacher Yan...he walked into the burning granary by himself..."

Feng Ye lashed Qu Yan's mouth with a horsewhip, and he stared at Qu Yan condescendingly, with a fierce look in his eyes that seemed to want to eat people: "You, lie."

This person is a traitor, how can the traitor's words be trusted.

He doesn't believe it, he won't believe it.

Feng Ye clamped his horse's belly and rode his horse into the dilapidated camp of the Chu Army, heading straight for the granary, followed by Feng Hun.

"Wolf King!"

The attendant had no choice but to follow Feng Ye and run in.

Yuan Nanyu got off his horse, lifted Qu Yan from the ground, and shouted: "You are talking nonsense, why did he walk into the burning granary!"

Qu Yan was drawn so that the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, he reluctantly said: "The villain, the villain wants to take Taifu Yan away, he, he won't go, he said, said, afraid that the fire will not burn out, so he just... walked in gone."

Yuan Nanyu only felt that his eyes were gray and his body was powerless. He let go of Quyan slumpedly, and murmured: "Impossible, the second brother is so smart, he, he said, he said he has a way out, no possible……"

Drunk red iron hooves trampled over the scorched ground, scarlet blood, and broken corpses, swept across the hellish scenes, and sent Feng Ye to the granary that had been burned beyond recognition.

Feng Ye stared blankly at the mess in front of him.

How could there be room for him in such a dilapidated place.

He didn't believe that Yan Sikong was the most cunning person in the world, he was either captured by Chen Kui, or escaped while taking advantage of the chaos.

Feng Ye resisted the great fear, and ordered: "Come, come." His voice was trembling uncomfortably.

"Wolf King..."

"Extinguish the fire, dig this place to the bottom!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers fetched water, blowing sand, and extinguished the remaining fire on the granary, and then began to dig, and sealed the soul to the ruins, constantly sniffing.

Yuan Nanyu walked in front of Feng Ye in a daze, his eyes were empty, his face was mixed with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears.

Before he could speak, Feng Ye said firmly, "He won't die, he's waiting for me to save him."

His Kong'er would not treat him like this, they have already defeated all the enemies, there is no resistance in the world, they are still young, and they can start all over again.

he won't die.

Not long after, the soldiers dug up the first body. Feng Ye got off his horse and almost fell to the ground. He pushed away the person who tried to help him and ran over. Although the person was burned beyond recognition, But with a fat body, he is definitely not Yan Sikong.

Feng Ye gritted his teeth, his eyes were red: "Continue, dig!"

Yuan Nanyu trembled slightly: "Second brother said, if I regain my memory one day, I must write down the little things between us, he said...he won't go to the enemy's camp alone without preparation, he is No, I already planned..."

"Shut up." Feng Yehan said.

"Qu Yan said that he walked into the fire by himself, he refused to escape, he walked in by himself..."

"Shut up!" Feng Ye roared, his eyes almost bleeding.

At this time, another corpse was dug out, Feng Ye ran over, and saw that the man was short in stature, not like Yan Sikong, his heart seemed to fall from the sky, it was about to be smashed to pieces, but he was crushed again catch.

Feng Ye clenched his fists tightly, his nails even sank into his flesh.

Yan Sikong, where are you, you would not be here, you would not treat me like this.

The soldiers dug from the early morning until the scorching sun, and successively dug up seven or eight charred corpses, some of which were unidentifiable in face, but different in stature, and some of whose appearance could be glimpsed, but none of them were Yan Sikong.

It wasn't until the burnt granary was turned upside down that the last horribly burned corpse was cleared out.

Feng Hun suddenly ran over excitedly, roaring at the corpse.

Feng Ye's mind went blank, his legs were so soft that he could barely support his body, he barely lifted his feet, and walked over step by step, the smooth road of only a few meters seemed like a sea of ​​swords and flames in his eyes.

He finally walked up to the corpse.

The body of the corpse was scorched black, and even the clothes were hard to identify. He was tall and thin, with a slender body, very similar to Yan Sikong...

Feng Hun kept barking at the corpse, even stepped on the corpse, and nuzzled the hands that were curled up like chicken feet.

Feng Ye felt fear like a ghost haunting him, climbing up his spine, completely submerged in his body, he looked at Feng Hun, almost pleadingly said: "Hun'er, he is not Yan Sikong, tell me , he is not... not Yan Sikong."

Feng Hun opened his mouth and bit the corpse's hand, tearing it desperately, tearing it to the flesh.

Even the soldiers who were accustomed to seeing bloody scenes trembled from fear at this terrifying scene.

Fenghun forcibly bit off the scorched phalanx, and pulled out a black mass from that hand. It spat out the flesh and bones in its hand, and the black mass stretched out naturally. It was a piece of bright red cloth, only the small piece in the palm was still intact.

Feng Ye stared blankly at the piece of cloth, and suddenly, he recognized a section of familiar embroidery stitches.

His knees gave way and he knelt on the ground.

Everyone knelt down one after another, and Yuan Nanyu burst into tears, unable to control himself in pain.

The whole sky collapsed in front of Feng Ye.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and grabbed the small piece of red cloth, his internal organs seemed to be stabbed by a sharp knife, and tears burst down the embankment.

This is the totem of the wolf embroidered with golden silk from Su Jin, the only one in the world, and it is the Xipa that he personally put on Yan Sikong's head.

Yan Sikong, carry it all the time, carry it all the time...

Feng Ye looked at the inhuman corpse, and suddenly let out a mournful roar, that voice containing pain and despair penetrated the heaven and earth, shaking mountains and rivers.

Feng Ye's heart was twisted like a knife, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he couldn't even tell whether he was alive or dead for a moment, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wolf King—"

Already sitting on the world, the unrivaled wolf king who seemed to be able to hold the sky and control the sea, tightly grasped the small piece of remnant cloth, and passed out.