Chapter 668 The Great Mourning Bell(2/2)
Xingji City nodded, "I understand."
"Your Majesty, would you like me to send someone to inquire about the details?" Chang Shi asked.
"Your Majesty," Chang Shi saw that his master was still in a daze and reminded him quickly: "According to royal rules, you and the princess should immediately change your mourning clothes and retreat from the palace to observe mourning. Otherwise, you are disrespectful."
I raised my hand confidently and pointed to the alleys on both sides of the street.
As a result, it was occupied by several Japanese pirates, but they were never taken back.
Everyone is discussing.
We are just taking action. Once we take action, we will win the battle, and whether we succeed or not, we will succeed.
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Why are border fortresses so important?
After all, these two messengers are from the Starfall Legion.
Everyone is in low spirits.
The small door of Sun's house was closed tightly, with two seals sticking brightly underneath.
"It's a mistake. It's a small bad thing."
The country is rich in small things, and it is far ahead among its many neighboring countries in terms of both soft and hard power.
No one dared to make a sound anymore, and everyone silently counted the number of bells in their hearts.
However, just as I was about to turn around, the palace bells rang continuously.
Ever since I learned that my most trusted chief aide was actually from the Starfall Legion, and before Ren Ning suddenly transformed into King Ning, I became disheartened.
One, seven, eight, seven...
Although they say so, the people all hope in their hearts that Xingluo and other legions will regain Beikuan as soon as possible.
This has been the case for hundreds of years.
The man laughed and shouted loudly, "I know, this is a good news for the Starfall Army. General Wei and the others must have recaptured the Beiguan Pass."
When the common people see those Tibetan people again, even though they still show no respect as before, we still feel that our faces are bright.
Someone's eyes suddenly widened in surprise.
The people all over the street came to their senses and knelt down in the direction of the palace regardless of their status and background.
Qizhou is guarded by Jinlin Guards and Jingzhao Mansion, and no one can enter or leave.
The base of the blood-red flag is eye-catching, with a knife and a sword embroidered crosswise on it, which together resist the blazing falling stars in the sky.
Xingji City's answer was to first carefully put the man back into his wife's arms.
"There is a mistake, and the cause is outside the palace!"
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly looked at it intently.
"yes."
The people are very proud of this.
"Look, the messenger's flag..."
"Do they believe it?" The salesman was also doing business, "We'll just wait and see."
Of course, the emperor's natal family inherited the imperial family's inheritance from the emperor's family.
Chapter completed!