On the watchtower, two black corpses were still in a fighting state.
seagull.
Haiyan.
Passed through the air.
The sound of chirping, chirping, chirping seemed to be telling that the battle had ended for several days.
Those bones, big and small, guarded the military flag in their hands until they died!
The military flag that has been mended for another year!
only......
In the end, the military flag had long been burned to ashes.
In the end, what the two of them were protecting was just the flagpole.
Tragic.
desolate......
I haven't finished eating the grilled fish next to me.
There is half a bag of corn next to it.
The sea breeze blows.
In the woods nearby, a group of war cavalry appeared.
The leader was a man of majestic appearance and impressive momentum.
He was dressed in a military uniform, and his obviously fair skin was very different from the soldiers around him. He looked like he was in his thirties with his starry eyebrows and sharp eyes. At this time, his eyes were always staring at the two people on the watchtower.
A figure, eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Eighty-three people died..."
Someone next to me reported.
Then he lowered his head.
It seems that he is waiting for the man's reprimand.
"Eighty-three?"
The man laughed heartily: "Eighty-three? Not many!"
ah?
Isn’t that much?
Two people were forced to kill eighty-three people to end the battle. Not many?
The man nodded and said solemnly: "This is our warrior of Longyan!"
"Did you see that?"
"Dragon Flame Warrior!"
"Only people like this are worthy of serving our Xie family!"
Everyone's blood boiled with excitement.
"Thank you!"
"Dragon Flame!"
"Dragon Flame!"
"Recover lost ground!"
"Fight back Longyan Jinghua!"
After a burst of blood boiling, the man slowly raised his hand and the scene became quiet.
He looked to the north and said calmly: "It's time to go back..."
...
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty, please calm down and drink water, drink water..."
The Christmas ceremony is still going on.
However, the more lively the atmosphere became, the more gloomy Xie Tianyao's face became on the Zhuque Tower.
How many years?
How many years!
At least, after so many years since he ascended the throne, no one in Longyan dared to mention the prosperous Tang Dynasty again! In fact, throughout his political career, he did not think that the remnants of the prosperous Tang Dynasty should be his target to clean up - because in that era, away from the
He is too far away after all.
In terms of iron-blooded methods, he believed that he was no worse than the legendary King of Tang.
but......
Who would have thought.
Just when he thought, and even the whole Long Yan thought, that this was Xie Tianyao's last birthday in this life, these remnants actually appeared. And they appeared in this way...
What is this called?
Taking advantage of someone's illness to kill them?
These people, seeing that Long Yan is about to cause chaos, want to fight back against Long Yan?
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Xie Tianyao suddenly became full of fighting spirit. He pushed away the glass of water handed over by Manager Zhou, looked at the singers and dancers below coldly, and said calmly: "No matter who it is, how it was beaten out of Long Yan in the first place, this time,
I will beat them out severely!"
"Holy Shenwu!"
"The Holy One is wise!"
Everyone quickly knelt down and worshiped on the ground.