After the subjugation of the country, she became the favorite concubine of the enemy

The cold wind whimpered, and the military flag on the city wall rattled, but nothing else could be heard, and the vibrant frogs and insects seemed so extravagant at this moment.

There is no star or moon tonight, only a vast darkness, so dark that it seems that the day will never come again.

Ling Xiche tightly held the letter in his hand, it was a personal letter from Duan Kingdom Emperor Shen Chen.

The letter stated that as long as he was willing to surrender, he would be promised a high position and generous salary.

Ling Xiche leaned against the city wall and let out a long sigh.

I appreciate your kindness, but...

Ling Xiche turned around, tore up the letter in his hand, and threw it down from the city wall. The scattered pieces of paper were quickly swallowed by the darkness.

Tomorrow is the final battle between Ye Kingdom and Duan Kingdom, if they don't surrender, it will be their own death.

His own king is incompetent and incompetent, he doesn't listen to the advice of civil officials, he refuses to pay generals, he is addicted to asking immortals, and the country's ruin is also his own fault.

However, my father died ten years ago in order to defend his family and the country. Before his death, A Niang must do her best to help her uncle, who is her own monarch, and she must do her best to assist the prince in the future.

Hey, the generals in the court either died in battle or surrendered, and there was no one to fight anymore, and it turned out that he, the head of civil servants, was in charge to fight the last battle.However, such an experience is probably not a loss.

A soldier held a torch and ran up the city wall, "Master Shangqing, the envoy from the Duan Kingdom is still waiting, does Shangqing have something to convey on your behalf?"

Ling Xiche said lightly, "I have nothing to say, see you on the battlefield tomorrow."

The soldier saluted and was about to go down when Ling Xiche stopped him.

"Little brother, do you have a family?"

The soldier stopped in his tracks, scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly, "Not yet. The family just talked about a girl last year. No, there was a war later, and I haven't married yet."

Ling Xiche looked at the soldier, illuminated by the light from the torch, making his eyes shine brightly.

This kind of light will burn for at least decades before it goes out, right?

With a shallow smile, he said, "Ye country can't hold on any longer, so you all go. Go and tell the brothers, it's fine to go home to farm or do business, don't send it to your death."

"What about Lord Shangqing?"

"Me?" Ling Xiche leaned on the city wall and looked into the distance, although he couldn't see anything except the darkness, "Someone must live and die with Ye Kingdom."

The soldier stood speechless, and after a long time knelt down and bowed, saying, "Lord Shangqing, take care!"

After that, he turned around and ran down the city wall, the light of the torch in his hand was jumping, as if he had come to life.

The long night was slow, and finally dawn was ushered in.

Most of the soldiers left last night, only a dozen or so remained to accompany Ling Xiche to live and die together.

Duanguo's soldiers and horses surrounded them with several remnants of soldiers, Duanguo Emperor Shen Chen was riding on the horseback, watching them not far away.

Ling Xiche drew out his saber and stood with the remaining soldiers.

Having been the head of civil servants for ten years, he never had a chance to draw his sword. The kung fu taught him by his father was unfamiliar to him when he was a teenager. It didn't take long before his body was cut several times.

The people fighting together fell down one by one, and Ling Xiche's physical strength was also slowly being exhausted. A sword was slashed at the knee of one who didn't notice, and he half-kneeled on the ground. Behind him was a sharp blade piercing the wind. sound.

It's time to end, this battle should be over, and my life should also be over.

"stop!"

With Shen Chen's order, all the soldiers in Duanguo stopped.

Ling Xiche, who was covered in scars, half knelt on the ground, supported his precarious body with his sword, and raised his head.

Shen Chen, the emperor of the Duan Kingdom who is riding a war horse, is so majestic. That's the way to describe a young man's high spirits, right?

"You have already won, can you give me a good time?" Ling Xiche said to Shen Chen.

Shen Chen frowned, holding the rein tightly in his hand to restrain his emotions.

The Three Kingdoms are constantly fighting, and the only way to completely end the war is to completely unify, which means that there will inevitably be a war to destroy the country.

Ling Xiche, ten years ago, he came to Duanguo to borrow troops, alone, with one rider and plain clothes.

At that time, Shen Chen was still the crown prince, quietly hid behind the royal study and listened to him and his father analyzing the pros and cons, seeing that he was calm and indifferent, but his eyes were firm.

But now his whole body is covered with wounds, but he wants to die.

Shen Chen lowered his eyes and lowered his emotions, "You have the talent to govern the world, if you are willing to join hands with me, Haiyan Heqing will be just around the corner."

Ling Xiche smiled at Shen Chen, "Why are you obsessed with me? I have half of the royal blood of Ye Kingdom on my body. Even if I surrender, can you really feel at ease with me?"

"If you are willing to surrender, I will definitely hire someone."

Ling Xiche smiled and shook his head.

Seeing that he looked deathly at home, Shen Chen didn't say any more.

Taking the bow and arrow, he drew the bow and pointed it at Ling Xiche.

Ling Xiche watched the arrow coming through the air and closed his eyes. This time, he felt more relaxed than ever. Afterwards, his world fell into darkness.

The gate of the imperial city was broken, and Shen Chen could not trust others, so he only whispered a few words to his brother Shen Yu. Shen Yu led the order to leave the team, and Shen Chen led the army into the Imperial City of Ye Kingdom. The army flag was shot down by an arrow and trampled on the ground at will.

After entering the imperial city, the people along the way were terrified and knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground.Shen Chen led the army, and arrived at Ye Kingdom's palace after the people kneeled down all the way.

Before Shen Chen broke in, Emperor Ye lit a raging fire by himself. On the tall building, in the light of the fire, he watched Duan Kingdom's soldiers and horses occupy the inner palace, and the palace people fled in a panic, laughing loudly. Consumed by fire.

After Shen Chen knew that the emperor of Ye Kingdom had burned himself to death, he ordered his men to go for an autopsy, while he went to the East Palace.

Zhao Jihe, the crown prince of Ye Kingdom, shivered in the corner of the East Palace listening to the sound outside, an old eunuch who was about to escape couldn't bear to look at him, and went to remind him, "His Royal Highness, you should run away quickly, Ye Kingdom is about to perish. "

Zhao Jihe grabbed the eunuch and asked, "What about Ling Xiche? Ling Shangqing, he, is there nothing he can do?"

"There is no such thing as Ling Shangqing, he must have died in battle."

The old eunuch pushed away Zhao Jihe's hand and ran towards the door, then stumbled and crawled back.

Shen Chen walked into the East Palace, and the left and right immediately stepped forward and detained Zhao Jihe.

Zhao Jihe, the crown prince of the Kingdom of Ye, was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face was full of panic when he was detained.

"Your Majesty, how will the crown prince of Ye Kingdom deal with it?"

Zhao Jihe said with a trembling voice, "I...I surrender. Please spare my life, I don't want to die. You take it from Ye Kingdom, I don't want to die."

Shen Chen didn't answer right away, but rubbed his thumb against the saber by his side, looking at the boy in front of him.

At the same age of fifteen or sixteen, he looked so useless.

"Take it back first."

The general beside Shen Chen stepped forward to persuade, "Your Majesty, cut grass and leave no roots."

"It's just a child with a yellow mouth, take it back."