In the next period of time, the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, and the people of Xinyang City also helped, and the huge Xinyang City was like an empty city at this time, desolate and empty Clearing the battlefield from day to night.
On the night of "Brothers, let's go", Xinyang City was pitch black, and all the citizens of the city knelt in the city, praying for those sacrificed warriors.
Dawa stood beside a huge fire, and everyone was solemn, looking at the corpses in the fire, clenching their fists.
Dawa held back her tears and didn't let it out, everyone was patient, and Yang Rui could see how much they cherished their partners.
Finally, a soldier couldn't hold back anymore and cried, and his cry instantly brought a chain reaction, and more than 20 people and more than 20 old men hugged each other and cried bitterly.
On this night, the entire Xinyang was shrouded in a thick yin qi.
Although the Kurban family belongs to the aristocracy, Tara is the feudal marquis of Xinling, but there are not many garrisons in the entire Xinling, only about 3,000, 2,005 are stationed in the border area, and 500 are stationed in Xinyang City.
Now, these people are only the only twenty or so people left in front of them.
The Xinling army stationed at the border did not survive a lifetime.
Yang Rui was half-lying on the broken city wall, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, facing this situation, although these soldiers had nothing to do with him, and these people in front of him did not have much intersection with him.
But for some reason, he was infected by these old men who were crying at this time, and there was an inexplicable touch in his heart.
"I didn't expect that the moon could still be seen on such a hazy day."
Yang Rui rested his hands on the cracked city wall, looked up at the half-round waning moon in the night sky, and muttered to himself.
Dawa was strong and never cried.
When the fire burned out, he came to Yang Rui's side and sat on the broken wall opposite Yang Rui.
"Brother Yang, thank you."
Dawa spoke softly, suppressing his emotions.
Yang Rui naturally knew what he was thanking for, and sent the wine jug in his hand to him with his thoughts, still looking at the moon, and said softly: "At times like these, you should have two drinks with them."
Dawa chuckled, as if laughing at himself.
"I have never treated them as outsiders, they are all my brothers, and now, they are one step ahead of me."
"I have to endure until I avenge them."
Dawa sent the wine back to Yang Rui, he has always been a drinker, his brothers, they are all good at drinking, but this moment is not the time to drink.
Yang Rui didn't force it, and continued to drink and look at the moon.
"Brother Yang, my brother, can you still wake up?"
asked Dawa.
"Whether he can wake up or not, everything, depends on his personal will, I can't help him."
Yang Rui said lightly, at this time, Dag was in a deep sleep, he was sleeping in his subconscious, it may be a dream, a long dream, a dream that he didn't want to wake up "Tomorrow, you send a few people to bring the princess back to China, and the news of preparing to return to the palace will be quietly spread, and you must let those two know."
Yang Rui said.
"Oh, why," Dawa wondered.
"There must be a reason for death."
"Then what if the news spreads and An Linghou and Huchier send someone to kill Manli," Dawa worried.
"My purpose is to lure those killers to kill her."
Yang Rui said lightly, "Only when those killers confirm the death of the princess, will the two of them believe that the princess is really "dead", then we can send the princess back to the palace on this trip, so that we can be unimpeded." ” "But" "Not so much, but, trust me, she'll be fine."
As soon as he thought of Yang Rui's strength, Dawa's worries also dissipated, "Okay, this time, please Brother Yang, my Kurban family owes you a favor, as long as you speak, what we can do is not ambiguous" "That's not necessary, but I accept this favor."
Yang Rui seemed to think of something, and one day in the future, maybe he could really use this favor.
In the following day, Xinyang City was relatively calm, everyone was contributing to the reconstruction of Xinyang, and the people of Tengge Town also came to Xinyang under the leadership of Huhe.
The repulsion of the Long Thi army was a very exciting thing.
However, this news, for some, is not a happy thing.
Anling, Houfu.
This is a huge ancient manor, even at night, the whole manor is still brightly lit, coming and going, but the whole manor, but the whole manor, is very quiet, except for the wind, not even the sound of footsteps has been heard.
Everyone walked naturally in the manor, but they did not make any movement, as if they had long been accustomed to this way of walking, one step, one quiet.
Among the continuous ancient buildings of the manor, there are three most conspicuous places, one main hall and two side halls, which are resplendent and brilliant, even in the hazy night, they still exude wisps of golden light, which seem to pierce the darkness and shine out.
Main hall.
Above the high hall.
A man in a black robe, with his right hand supporting his forehead, leaned on the dragon chair, breathing evenly and restrainedly, as if he was asleep.
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Outside the hall, a waiter hurriedly came, but when he arrived at the door of the hall, he adjusted his breathing and pace, and carefully stepped into the inner hall.
He walked lightly to the front of the temple, bowed his head, and fell to one knee on the ground.
He didn't speak, didn't make a single movement, kept this position and waited quietly, even his breathing became very weak, for fear of disturbing the sleeping man.
The man's black hair was scattered, and I don't know how long it had been, and a faint snort caused a ripple in the calm air.
It was a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be able to swallow all the light, and when those eyes opened, the waiter quickly knelt on the ground in fear, and then, this space was actually shrouded in a cold cold.
"What's the matter" The cold voice sounded in the ears of the servant, who lay on the ground, and the moment he heard this voice, he still did not raise his head.
"Return to the Hou Ye."
"Bei Minglang, Bender, they are dead" Waiter knelt on the ground, his voice full of awe.
As soon as his words fell, the temperature of this space plummeted tenfold in an instant, and the waiting was like falling into an ice cave, and his soul seemed to be shivering from the cold.
The man's brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment of coldness, the place returned to normal.
"The waste of Long City, if you die, you will die."
There was a look of disdain on his face.
"What to do with the Kurban family" "Leave it alone, I don't have time to deal with these little characters right now."
The man seemed impatient.
"Back to the Hou Ye, there is one more thing."
He knelt on the ground, his voice trembling a little.
"Say."
The man said indifferently.
"The princess has returned to China, and now she is in Xinyang City
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