Shi Yue gestured to Lei Dahu with a cross-cutting gesture. Lei Dahu raised his sword and killed all the remaining dozen monks.
There were corpses everywhere in front of the Heavenly King's Palace, and the smell of blood rushed straight to the sky, casting a solemn murderous aura on the kind and quiet Jile Temple.
Yan Jing looked at the empress dowager's body with a sad expression, and then said to Shi Yue: "Shi Qianhu, go and count the number of casualties immediately and check if any ministers have encountered any accidents. You must carefully check how many rebels have been killed and how many brothers we have killed, report them immediately."
He asked Shi Yue to do everything, ignoring how ugly Tian Fen's face was standing beside him. The purpose of doing this was to prevent Tian Fen from having the opportunity to get involved in military merits - and this was what Kang Shanzhen said, everything was settled by Shi Qianhu. Tian Fen has any opinions? Hehe... go to Kang Shanzhen for theory.
"yes!"
Shi Yue, Lei Dahu, Fu Qiang, and Sun Meng immediately took his brothers to count and searched all the corpses.
There are corpses in Guanyin Temple, corpses in Jigong Temple, corpses in Baixiao Galleries, and the remote small temple that Yan Jing visited, as well as the main hall and the Tianwang Hall. They are all carried out and placed in the square to count them one by one. At first glance, the bodies are piled up into a mountain.
Even a man with strong concentration looked at so many corpses and smelled the outrageously bloody smell, he vomited in his chest.
Xiao Yan couldn't stand the impact of vision and smell, and vomited all over the floor, his face turned pale and he still couldn't help but feel nauseous.
Bai Mochou could barely bear it. Seeing Xiao Yan vomiting, he despised him: Humph! I will not vomit out the useless things.
He just thought so, and a corpse air hit him, and the old gangster vomited.
Shi Yue ordered Lei Dahu to bring his brothers to open all the corpses and count them one by one.
After a while, Lei Dahu spoke to Shi Yue.
Shi Yue walked to Yan Jing and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have killed 1,700 rebel monks in total, including the guilty Kaba and Jinlan! One thousand and three people were killed in the battle of Jiumen City."
Cheng Ye listened to the numbers and suddenly felt deep in his heart: More than a thousand Jiumen City Guards died? These are all his direct soldiers. These monks are really amazing.
Shi Yue said again: Our black guards died in battle..."
Yan Jing widened his eyes and asked, "How many black-clothed guards have been killed in total?"
Xiao Yan, Bai Mochou, Zeng Shan, and all the ministers all raised their ears and listened carefully.
Cheng Ye was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe, thinking: ***, the more black-clothed guards die, the better, it's better to die 3,400.
Then Shi Yue said, "A total of 487 people were killed in the black-clothed guards!"
"How many?"
Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment: "Four hundred and eighty-seven people? How could it be so... so few?"
Lei Dahu was completely angry when he heard this. He held the stalker and pointed at Cheng Ye's incredible face, and said timidly: "Cheng Ye, what? Don't you treat our Black Guard's brothers as human beings? He actually hopes that the more brothers of our Black Guard will die, the better? The surname Cheng, you have the courage to say it again. Let's see if the Black Guard's brothers will agree?"
Hearing a sound of tiger roar, all the black-clothed guards under Shi Yue pointed at Cheng Ye with military spears, and roared angrily: "If you have the courage, say it again! If you have the courage, say it again!"
They had just killed someone, and their bodies were full of blood and bloody faces. At this moment, they held the army sting and looked coldly at Cheng Ye. How scary it was to hide in that situation.
Cheng Ye was almost scared to death, his cheeks twitched, and his cheeks couldn't help but tremble. After all, he couldn't say anything to defend himself.
In the face of absolute solemnity, all small fuss, conspiracies and tricks are bullshit.
Shi Yue looked at Cheng Ye's pale and shaking face, and felt very happy, but he looked back hypocritically and scolded Lei Dahu, Fu Qiang, Sun Meng and the other two, shouting: "What are you doing? Do you really think you are soldiers? Didn't Admiral Cheng just mock you? As for you so excited? Put it away and put away the weapons immediately. Who dares not to obey? I will take it off and I will never hire you."
While scolding them, he winked at Lei Dahu and the other two, saying: Don’t let anyone go, who dares to let go, I will remove him from his position.
None of the black guards put down their weapons.
"This..." Cheng Ye was in a mess and was really scared for a moment.
Yan Jing said, "Admiral Cheng, your words just now are too much. The Black-clothed Guards fought bloody battles for me, and paid the price of their lives. Each of them is the passionate son of Da Yan. In the heart of Admiral Cheng, do you regard their lives as a mustard? Admiral Cheng, please answer my words quickly."
Xiao Yan was so angry that his whole body trembled. He jogged from behind, kicked Cheng Ye's leg bend, forcing him to kneel in front of Yan Jing, and yelled: "Dog guy, are you stupid? Why don't you explain to the emperor quickly?"
Cheng Ye was kicked by Xiao Yan and recovered his mind. Looking at Yan Jing's face was extremely majestic, he hurriedly kowtowed and defended: "Your Majesty, you... You misunderstood the last general. The last general means that the black-clothed guard is really brave and invincible, and can defeat these Mongolian traitor monks with less and defeat these Mongolian traitor monks. It is really shocking and envious, not... it is not malicious belittlement or contempt..."
"Oh, so that's it. I've misunderstood Admiral Cheng. Admiral Cheng, get up."
Yan Jing smiled relaxedly on his gloomy face and said to Shi Yue and the black-clothed guards holding the military sect: "Did all the men of the black-clothed guards hear it? Admiral Cheng admires you for your bravery and fighting, and is invincible. In fact, this is what I want to say. I am proud of the black-clothed guards."
Shi Yue hurriedly led his army to shout, "The black-clothed guards swear to be loyal to the emperor!"
All the black guards raised their fists and shouted loudly, "Swear to be loyal to the emperor, to be loyal to the emperor, to be loyal to the emperor..."
Yan Jing's heart was surging as he heard the roar of mountains and tsunamis. He sat on the dragon throne for seven or eight years, and endured it until now that he enjoyed the taste of being an emperor.
Yan Jing enjoyed a cheer, signaling the black-clothed guard to calm down, walked to the bodies of the Jiumen City Guards, and said emotionally: "The Jiumen City Guards were once an invincible army. In the past, under the leadership of Young Master Xiaobai, they made great contributions to the Great Yan. The brothers of the Jiumen City Guards were also famous men and had the courage to die. Unfortunately, now, their combat power is weak, many casualties and injuries, and even the Empress Dowager cannot protect them. Who is the fault of this?"
Cheng Ye had just stood up, and when he heard Yan Jing hit him with a blow, his heart was overturned, his knees softened, and he immediately knelt down with a thud, his face as if dead.