After being dressed as cannon fodder, the villain thought I loved him deeply

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In the palace, on the Golden Luan Hall.

Yan Han'an was being tied up and pressed against the main hall.

"Yan Han'an, you are the one who loses this time." Hong Yi viciously gestured in front of Yan Han'an with a long sword.

Zhong Yu looked at the almost mad emperor, frowned and said, "Your Majesty, King Yan will be in your hands, and the grass-roots people are going to see how the battle is going."

"Ai Qing, just go." Hong Yi nodded and said, he didn't really care, he only had Yan Han'an in his eyes.

Looking at this crazy emperor, Yan Han'an only felt sad.

But fortunately, my battles in these years were not for the emperor, but for the people of Daliang.

"Hongyi, don't you think you are very pitiful?" Yan Han'an suddenly chuckled and said to the emperor.

The emperor looked at him with hatred in his eyes: "Don't you always think I'm pitiful?"

"For so many years, no matter when I am in front of you, I will always compete. Even if I sit on the throne, everyone will tell me that I have to honor you to protect this great country."

"Is this girder going to die without you? I don't believe it. I just want to re-cultivate a God of War and let people all over the country see that without you, Yan Han'an, I can still take care of the whole girder."

The emperor yelled at Yan Han'an.

Yan Han'an was stunned for a moment before realizing that this person had always thought of him this way all these years.

Suddenly he sighed and laughed, "Is this how you lived all these years?"

"Of course I've been living in your shadow all these years, and I can't breathe. If I want to live on, I have to get rid of you."

"Even if the price is to lose the whole girder?" Yan Han'an asked back.

Hongyi paused, and looked at Yan Han'an fiercely: "You don't think you can still win, do you? How can the Yanbei army brought by your useless princess, which is only 2, compete with Xiao Hanyang's [-] army? The important thing is that it is your useless concubine who leads the troops, not you."

Yan Han'an stared at this lunatic for a while and laughed loudly: "Do you think that it is not me who leads the troops, so you have increased your chances of winning?"

"My concubine is not useless, don't you know? My concubine is training soldiers, and the Yanbei army was trained by him. Do you think the Yanbei army will be inferior to me in his hands?"

Hongyi was shocked and said, "What do you mean?"

"It means, Hong Yi, you are doomed to lose. It is impossible for your newly cultivated God of War to win my princess."

"Impossible, impossible, that male concubine of yours was chosen by me personally, he is just a waste, ten wastes." Hong Yi roared in a panic.

That's right, he carefully selected those who disgusted Yan Han'an, ten utter wastes, how could it be possible, how could it be possible to lead troops to fight.

He didn't take the news that Du Jie brought back to him at all. If it was really training soldiers, how could there be a training camp.

But now Yan Han'an told him that the Yan Bei army was trained by that trash, how could he believe it.

Although Yan Han'an was tied up, he was still calm and relaxed, and even the smile on his face seemed much more relaxed than that of the emperor: "Hongyi, since you sat on the throne, you have really caused me a lot of trouble. , but... there is one thing I must thank you for."

"what?"

"Thank you for giving me the marriage. I gave you a good princess. If it weren't for you, where would I find such a princess? So maybe I would hate you for other things, but I have to thank you for this."

"You... you really... that's a man." Hongyi looked at Yan Han'an in disbelief.

"What's the matter with men? Who can compare to my princess?" Yan Han'an looked at Hongyi proudly, and what he said was true.

Many times he wished he could strangle this person to death, but at this point he really wanted to thank Hong Yi well.

After all, if it wasn't for him, he might really lose the chance to meet Fang Tingbai.

Thinking of Fang Ting Bai Yanhan's heart warming, he knew that man would come to pick him up soon.

"Impossible, impossible, you are just trying to annoy me." Hong Yi shook his head in disbelief, unwilling to believe this result.

Yan Han'an sneered: "Hongyi, do you think I'm you? Who would I say I like in order to annoy you?"

Hongyi took a step back when he heard the words, and suddenly began to worry, if what Yan Hanan said was true, then... Will Xiao Hanyang really win?

"Where is Zhong Aiqing? Where did you go?" Hong Yi shouted to find Zhong Yu.

Yan Han'an sneered: "You don't really think he went to watch the battle, do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"That person is much smarter than you, I guess he should have escaped by this time." Yan Han said.

Hongyi looked at Yan Han'an in disbelief: "This is impossible."

"How is it impossible? Someone will report the battle situation to you, right? Why did he go there in person?" Yan Han'an looked at him contemptuously, describing the stupidity of this man every word.

At this time, Hong Yi had almost lost his mind, and he realized that he might really lose again.

He is not reconciled, not reconciled.

He doesn't care about the throne, or Daliang, all he wants is not to lose to Yan Han'an.

That's okay, since the throne can't be kept, he won't. At least this time, he can kill the man who made him suffer all his life.

He raised the sword in his hand and aimed it at Yan Han'an's chest, wanting to stab it.

When Fang Tingbai came, what he saw was the emperor holding up his sword and trying to stab Yan Han'an who was tied up on the ground.

"Stop." Fang Tingbai yelled, but Hongyi couldn't hear anything at this time, even if he heard him, he couldn't stop.

Fang Tingbai raised his gun and shot the emperor in the head without thinking.

"boom"

After a gunshot, the emperor's raised sword slipped from his hand before he could stab it.

His eyes widened in disbelief, wanting to look back to see who killed him, but he had already lost this opportunity.

Seeing that he was going to kill herself, Yan Hanan originally planned to break free from the shackles and fight back, but after a gunshot, Hong Yi fell in front of her.He looked straight at himself with both eyes.

Yan Han'an knew that Fang Tingbai was coming, and immediately broke free from the restraints and turned to look at Fang Tingbai who was running towards him.

He had never seen Fang Tingbai like this, like a ghost from hell, the man with red eyes quickly ran to Yan Han'an.

After a brief glance at this person, he was fine.

He looked at the emperor on the ground indifferently, and raised his hand, "Bang, bang, bang..."

After more than a dozen gunshots, he didn't stop until all the bullets in the firecracker were fired.

Yan Han'an saw with his own eyes that this usually gentle man beat the dead bodies on the ground with bullets like a Rakshasa.

He felt the man's fear, and the malice reflected under the fear.

He hugged Fang Tingbai and comforted him gently: "It's okay, it's okay. He's dead, he's dead."

Fang Tingbai slowly came back to his senses amidst his comforting voices, the panic from just now was still in his eyes: "Just now he almost...almost killed...killed..."

"No, he can't kill me. I was able to avoid it just now. Believe me, I'm fine." Yan Han'an hugged the person in his arms, felt his trembling, and gently patted his shoulder to comfort him.

Suddenly, I realized that my hand felt sticky, and when I raised it, it turned out to be bloodstained: "Are you injured?"

Yan Han'an anxiously let go of Fang Tingbai, seeing the wound on his shoulder, she felt distressed.

"It's okay, a small injury." Fang Tingbai hid for a while, afraid that the man would be angry if he saw the wound on his body.

Sure enough, Yan Han'an's face darkened, and he looked at Yan Beijun who was rushing outside the door and shouted: "Where's the imperial physician? Quickly find an imperial physician for this king."

Fang Tingbai was a little helpless, the anger in his mind just now had been completely driven away by Yan Han'an's tense emotions.

I always feel that something is wrong. Wasn't this person comforting him just now?

Why does it seem that he needs comfort more now?

Yan Han'an seemed to be impatient to wait, and pulled Fang Tingbai to go out to find the imperial doctor or a military doctor in person.

Who knew that as soon as he went out, he found an arrow flying towards Fang Tingbai's chest.

Yan Han'an didn't have time to think too much but used his body to block Fang Tingbai's front.

Fang Tingbai, who had just walked out of the palace gate, was suddenly pulled behind him by Yan Hanan. Before he could react, he saw an arrow feather inserted into Yan Hanan's chest.

At this moment, time seemed to stop. He only felt suffocated. He opened his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

He looked over from the stage, and on the high platform in front of Jin Nuandian, stood a woman with a bow.

It was Song Congxue.

Fang Tingbai had never regretted it like this for a moment. He regretted not killing the woman on the battlefield just now, so that he could shoot the arrow, and he also regretted that he had just found out that Yan Han'an had blocked the arrow for him.

He raised the firecracker in his hand and shot Song Congxue. After the gunshot, Song Congxue fell down in response, and at the same time several Yanbei Army men rushed towards her.

Fang Tingbai looked desperately at the man who fell to the ground with an arrow in his chest.Only then could a voice come out of the throat: "Where is the imperial doctor? Where is the military doctor? Where is it?"

With trembling hands, he yelled again and again to touch Yan Han'an's wound.

Almost crying: "Han An, are you okay, don't scare me."

He looked at the man with his eyes closed, trying to remove his hand from his chest to see how the wound was doing.

But he found that he couldn't break it apart, just when he was at a loss.

But he heard a "hiss" from the man below him.

Hearing the voice, Fang Tingbai immediately regained his spirits: "Han An, are you all right, are you all right?"

Yan Han'an opened his eyes and got up from the ground, then let go of his hand on his chest, the arrow was still firmly inserted in his chest.

Fang Tingbai watched in disbelief as he stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrow from his chest, and was startled: "Don't pull it out."

"It's okay." Yan Han'an pulled out the arrow, but there was no bleeding from the wound.

He lifted his clothes, and a chain of bullet casings fell out.It turned out that when he was tied up just now, the bullet casing was stuck in his chest.

The arrow feather just now was inserted into the bullet casing that Fang Tingbai made himself.

He had said it was a talisman.

[The author has something to say: I have been too busy recently]