Xia Lishuang remained silent, her indifferent gaze passing through the thousands of troops and falling in front of the two armies, showing a trace of compassion, but then, following the ice and snow in the sky, it turned into endless frost.
"You'd better worry about yourself first!"
Xia Lishuang sneered, looked at the soldiers who were waiting around him, and suddenly shouted: "Zhenbei Army listens to the order! With the order of the imperial court, I order you to kill the traitors! The winner will be promoted to the third level and have enough food!"
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After a shout, the Zhenbei Army who was originally facing each other suddenly turned their spearheads and pointed at Xia Lihong.
Xia Lihong was stunned and looked at everything in front of him blankly.
"You... you..."
In extreme shock, Xia Lihong was heartbroken. He gritted his teeth and stared at the spear at his throat. His body trembled for the first time.
In his anger, Xia Lihong's eyes revealed a hint of childlike confusion.
"Master...even you want to betray me?!"
Wang Fengshan just stared at him indifferently, with a hint of sarcasm in his wry smile.
"I, an old man, don't want to be buried with you in your great cause! Not even these 500,000 soldiers!"
"My Wang family is full of loyal people, and I cannot let the glory accumulated by our ancestors be ruined in your hands without knowing it!"
"Let's not let these tens of millions of generals be wrapped in Semma and have no home to return to because of you!"
Xia Lihong was stunned, his whole body started to tremble, he smiled bitterly, and tears of blood flowed from his eyes.
"Master..."
The sound of "Master" made Wang Fengshan's mind waver a little, but during this wavering, Xia Lihong suddenly threw away the opponent's spear, drew out the long sword in his hand, and struck at Wang Fengshan's chest.
Behind him, countless soldiers came forward to imprison him, but Xia Lihong avoided it with brute force.
Wang Fengshan was shocked and swung the spear in his hand. He obviously didn't expect that Xia Lihong would still confuse him at this time. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "Evil disciple! How dare you kill your master?!"
"Anyone who betrays me must die!"
The long sword and spear quickly became anxious, but Wang Fengshan lost the opportunity in the end and narrowly dodged the first sword, but could only watch the second sword attack towards his chest.
In the crisp shattering, the heart-protecting mirror was shattered to pieces. Xia Lihong faced the surrounding killings as if he didn't notice it, but he quickly struck out with a third sword, still to the heart.
Wang Fengshan's spear was swept away by him with one hand, and he was about to be shot through the heart by the opponent's arrow!
At the critical moment, an arrow struck from afar and hit the long sword directly. The sword was deflected by three points due to the force, and almost stabbed Wang Fengshan on the shoulder.
In the opposite camp, Xia Lishuang coldly took back the bow and arrow in her hand.
What followed was the sound of countless swords entering the body behind him.
Xia Lihong's life was finally fixed at this last second.
While the snowflakes were flying, many things flashed before Xia Lihong's eyes.
At the age of twelve, he went to the Imperial Study Room and asked to see his father...
At the age of fifteen, he followed Wang Fengshan to practice martial arts and swordsmanship, and read the poem "Why don't men bring Wu hooks and collect the fifty states in Guanshan"...
And in the Yizhou cave, it was the first time he saw Wen Ranran's calm and calm face, but it made his heart tremble...
In the city of Yangzhou, that ignorant heartbeat, in the military camp, there was a cruel attack that failed several times...
His calculations were too clever, and his army of five hundred thousand gave him too much confidence.
He felt that he could turn clouds and rain with his hands. In his extreme arrogance, he finally failed...
No more, more than ten years of dormancy, one day of ambition... nothing.
The land is so white and so clean...
985. If you are a brother, I will chop you down.
Xia Lihong's body lay on the white snow, with large bloody flowers blooming.
His eyes were wide open and unwilling to give in. Countless swords were spread all over his body, which was eye-catching and miserable, as if he could not close his eyes.
People around me have tried countless times, but they still can't make this generation of heroes successfully close their eyes.
When he was at a loss what to do, he heard a deep voice behind him.
"I'll do it!"
Everyone was stunned and slowly made way for them.
The princess, who was wearing silver armor and a fox fur cape, slowly stepped forward.
Those eyes were extremely calm, reflecting the flying snow in the sky and earth, revealing a calm and gentle coldness.
The woman stretched out her hand and gently covered the other person's eyes.
The eyes that could not be closed closed quietly.
"In the next life... you may be a rich man, or you may be a trafficker... in short, be a good person!"
Wen Ranran's tone was calm, without any fluctuation.
Beside her, Xia Lishuang helped her up.
The two of them looked out together, through the falling snow, through countless battles, through the cold wind in the north, they saw the clear river and the clear sea, and the world was peaceful.
…
Xia Lihong was buried in the North, and Xia Lishuang only left him an unmarked tombstone.
He was a treacherous traitor and rebellious minister, a sinner and a disgrace to Rongguo. Emperor Rongcheng had always disliked him, so he could not even enter the imperial mausoleum.
Five hundred thousand Zhenbei troops were recruited by the imperial court, and were garrisoned by Yu Zheng and his son.
As for everyone else, they were all preparing for their master to return to the court.
It was rare for Wen Ranran to relax and live her own comfortable life again.
The follow-up supplies of food and grass have arrived, part of which was sent to Gaoli County and given to Yan Tu's army as a thank you gift, and a small part was given to the Black Snake Tribe.
And the 500,000 soldiers in Zhenbei finally had enough to eat, and everything was fine.
The only bad thing is Yantu.
Camp of Gaoli County.
Wen Ranran twitched her lips as she looked at the imperial edict from the new King of Yan in front of her.
"Sister, I know what you say is always accurate, but this is too accurate!"
Yan Tu's hands were trembling, holding the imperial edict, and he almost knelt down in front of Wen Ranran's unpredictability.
Wen Ranran curled her lips.
This imperial edict was written by Yan Yi, the second prince of the Yan Kingdom who first killed his father and then his brother, and finally succeeded in ascending to the throne.
Rongguo first easily suppressed the civil strife, and then stationed a new army of 500,000 troops at the junction of the two countries, successfully frightening the second prince.
You know, before Rongguo and Yanguo were scattered, but Rongguo directly suppressed the rebellion with lightning speed, and now the country is rich and the people are strong.
As for the internal conflicts of Yan State... in fact, the conflicts that should exist have not been resolved at all, and are even still a mess.
Under such a threat, Yan Yi did not dare to make another mistake, and, as Wen Ranran said, he successfully sent Yan Tu as a pledge to Rong Guo in an attempt to restore the good relationship between the two countries.
Wen Ranran clicked her tongue after reading the imperial edict and shook her head.
"If you are a brother, I will chop you with a knife. This is indeed true!"
Yan Tu: "..."
Is this something that can be cut with a knife? This is a matter that concerns the dignity and safety of this great man!
Moreover, although he saved Wen Ranran's life before, this was a matter between countries after all, and it was impossible for the two of them to sacrifice too much because of him, a prince who had no hope of ascending to the throne.
The conditions negotiated before were the same, but now, the status of both parties is obviously different.
They now have the initiative, but they are destined to become the victim in the dispute between the two countries, and they have to be ridiculed by this woman Wen Ranran, which is simply bitter...
"I... I just want to ask, do what you two said before... still count?" Yan Tu carefully looked at the two giant Buddhas in front of him and tried to hug his thighs tightly.