There is a post at three steps and a sentry at five steps.
Under the dim light, Ya Huan read the military information coming from the front, with a gloomy look on his face.
On the bed not far behind him, the six-year-old grandson of the emperor, the current Emperor Li Hui, was sleeping soundly, dreaming sweet dreams.
Ever since Emperor Lao Sheng passed away and the situation in the Seven Kingdoms became extremely tense, Ya Huan has been guarding the little emperor's grandson almost every step of the way.
He always remembered the old patriarch's instructions, and guarded Emperor Dasheng conscientiously just like the old patriarch did back then. Even though the emperor was young and ignorant, he never complained at all.
Not much time has passed since the collapse of the Lieyang tribe's ancestral land, but Yahuan has matured a lot in a short period of time.
There is no way, he is no longer the high-spirited young leader of the Golden Crow tribe. Nowadays, everything he does and every step he takes must take many things into consideration, and his responsibilities have never been greater.
The Shengyang realm was surrounded by the allied forces of the seven countries. Not long after the news of the death of Prince Yanyang reached Shengjing, he had no time to be happy.
After leaving Prince Yanyang, another ambitious King of Pei Liu Yan came, and this time the situation was more pessimistic than ever before.
Ya Huan has always known who is behind Prince Yanyang and how much energy he possesses.
Because of this, when he smelled the scam of Prince Yan Yang's suicide, a chill shot up from the soles of Ya Huan's feet to his spine.
Qiankun will lose!
After investing a lot of manpower and material resources for Prince Yanyang, Qiankunhui suddenly gave up in defeat before he had time to fight Peiguo for a few rounds!
The Moon King is dead, and so is the Yanyang Prince. The Pei Kingdom's acceptance of the Moon Kingdom was unexpectedly fast, and there was no decent counterattack from the Qiankun Society.
All this was clearly telling him that either Pei Guo was incredibly powerful, or Qiankun would choose to cooperate with Pei Guo.
And no matter which possibility it is, it is very detrimental to Shengjing!
Crow Huan was very upset. If Prince Yanyang and Pei Guo could fight for a few more rounds, it would be best if both sides suffered losses, and then Shengjing would be saved.
However, the enemy did not give him a chance to breathe. He integrated the seven kingdoms as quickly as possible, and pointed the tip of his spear at the Shengyang Realm as quickly as possible.
Today's Emperor Shengjing is young, and the court is like a piece of scattered sand. He feels exhausted both physically and mentally due to external and internal troubles.
thump.
A crow suddenly landed at the window, folding its wings, looking nervous and hesitant to speak.
"Did any of them run away again?"
Ya Huan didn't even raise his head, pretending to be calm.
In the past few days, important court officials and aristocratic families in Shengjing City have been assassinated repeatedly, causing people to panic.
When the assassination first appeared, he immediately strengthened the Crow Army's patrols throughout the city, vowing to find out whoever was behind the scenes.
He thought that with the Crow Army's control over the city for many years, he could easily control the situation, but he didn't expect that the killer was much more powerful than he thought.
Those killers simply come and go without a trace, and so far they have not been able to catch any of them, just like ghosts.
The situation could not be effectively controlled, and the city of Shengjing naturally fell into chaos. Some wealthy families felt that it was no longer safe and found various excuses to evacuate the city.
The outside of Shengyang has been blocked by the armies of the seven countries. Where can these people go after leaving Shengjing?
The so-called aristocratic families often have inextricably linked interests in the various countries within the dynasty. In this case, one can imagine what choices they would make.
Ya Huan once thought of stopping them and forcing them to stay in Shengjing. If the day came that the troops came to the city, they would be considered a not weak force.
However, he was mentally prepared to devote himself to the Lieyang Clan, but this was not the case within the Lieyang Clan.
The Golden Crow Clan is very simple. They have followed the Lieyang Clan for generations. Even if the Lieyang Clan is at the end of its rope, they will not have any dissent.
The Lieyang Clan is much more complicated. Not counting the dead Prince Yanyang, there are still many factions within the Lieyang Clan, and many members of the royal family are fighting for their own interests.
Before the death of Prince Yanyang, there were people within the Lieyang clan who spoke for him and raised the banner of deposing the young grandson and welcoming the prince back. Now Shengjing is in chaos, and there are people who are colluding with the noble families and court officials.
Those who run away run away, those who try to persuade them to surrender, what a damn!
"Prince Ming left Shengjing with a group of people, saying that he was going to the front line to reward the army." Crow General said cautiously.
Click!
The pen in Ya Huan's hand broke immediately, and his face turned red.
Prince Ming is the nephew of Emperor Lao Sheng, so being granted the throne shows how favored he was.
However, when the dynasty was in danger, instead of staying in Shengjing to appease people, he ran away with a group of people. What does this mean?
"Rewarding the army? Is he rewarding Dasheng's army?!"
Ya Huan resisted the urge to slap the table, not daring to wake up the little emperor grandson behind him, and suppressed his anger and resentment.
With the departure of King Ming, the people in Shengjing will become even more disorganized, and the pro-submission faction in the court will inevitably become more rampant!
"Back off."
Ya Huan waved his hand, and after his men left, he leaned weakly on the back of the chair, his eyes full of confusion.
If you want to kill the thief, you can't save him!
Even if one hundred thousand crow generals still have fighting strength, half of them have been lost due to a series of despicable little moves by the enemy!
"Even the Lieyang Clan has given up on their own country, so why should Brother Yahuan be so stubborn?"
In the room, a voice as calm as water suddenly came, causing Ya Huan to break out in a cold sweat and immediately jump up from the chair!
"It's you!"
He turned around and saw a human youth with black hair, black eyes and a cross tattoo on his forehead sitting next to the little emperor's grandson's bed. He couldn't help but feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy, with a tense look on his face!
Chen Yi!
He had known that this ally of Wu Lie was not simple, but he never expected that now he could command the armies of the seven countries, and even make Qiankun retreat in the face of difficulties!
The real mastermind behind Pei Kingdom was so bold that he sneaked into Dasheng Palace alone, which was even more unexpected to him!
The little emperor's grandson was only a few feet away from him. He was on guard day and night, but unexpectedly someone took advantage of him!
Ya Huan had the urge to rush forward, but as soon as he made a move, he was warned by Gu Chen.
"If you want him to be safe, just stay calm. I came here today to have a good talk with you."
That understatement killed Ya Huan's impulse. He took a deep breath and said: "Threatening me with the life of a six-year-old child, Chen Yi, you are really capable!"
Gu Chen had no expression on his face, glanced at the sleeping little emperor grandson, and said: "He is indeed a child, but he is also the emperor of Dasheng. Since he sits in this position, whether he wants it or not, he has