If he wants to do it for others to see, probably the only thing he wants to do for others is to show it to Gui Ji and Su Ruoqing, who is far away in the Celestial Empire.
He can do everything he can to protect her, and he can do what Su Ruoqing can't do.
Ye Song stretched out his hand and gently covered Su Jing's eyes, grinding his lips and teeth.
This also became a question that troubled Su Jing for a long, long time later, why Ye Song blindfolded him at that time, and later she said, because his eyes were too good at seducing people, and she didn't want others to see them.
Gui Ji's expression was a little gloomy, and he quietly withdrew.
His master was right, maybe this is the best ending.
Because his master's original purpose has been achieved, the rivers and mountains of Northern Xia will be solid and passed on to the royal family for generations, and she will seem to be very happy.
His master just exchanged his love for this splendid country, no matter how many times he has ever been, maybe his master will make the same choice.
Because everyone has everyone's responsibility.
The cheers of this night in the Northern Summer camp seemed to have encountered an unprecedented joy.
Thousands of Northern Xia soldiers, who didn't know what had happened, also cheered together.
Probably everyone's hearts were filled with fervent joy that the war was coming to an end, that they could finally go back and rebuild their homes, and most importantly, that they were all alive.
The next day it was overcast, and the eastern sky was glowing with a golden glow, gilding the clouds with layer upon layer.
The morning sun is about to rise, Su Chen, as the commander of one side, gave an order, and the whole army rose up to attack the city.
From beginning to end, Su Jing and Ye Song never showed up.
Nan Yao didn't know that Su Jing was still alive, and they didn't know that Ye Song had escaped from the palace.
Nanyao's city gate temporarily changed the general who defended the city, and the cooperation was far less than the previous tacit understanding.
The soldiers of Nan Yao guarded the city gate and did not let Northern Xia take a step forward.
However, the trend is coming.
A hundred paces away from the tower, a huge cannon head stood on the ground.
Not only had the people of Nan Yao never seen it, but even the soldiers of Northern Xia had never seen anything like this.
This is Ye Qing's masterpiece.
The dozen or so cannon heads were all built according to her design.
The Northern Xia soldiers didn't know how to use it at all.
At this time, Gui has become Ye Qing's best assistant.
She had taught Gui how to use the cannon, and she was also very good at calculating the distance and range, and after telling Gui where to aim, she gave an order, and Gui had lit the cannon head.
I only heard the sound of cannons like earthquake and thunder, and flew out with shells to blow up the opponent's castle tower.
With just one shot, a gap was punched.
It turned out that what Ye Qing said about banging the gate of Su Ruoqing's palace was true.
If you go down like this, the beginning and end will be the palace gate, and the palace wall will collapse for a long time.
Seeing this, the morale of the Northern Xia army was greatly boosted.
The Ye family army applauded Ye Qing one after another, and the Ji family brothers couldn't wait to step forward and ignite another cannon head according to the cooperation method of Ye Qing and Guiji.
Then Ye Xiu and his wife also went to give it a try, Su Chen and Liu Jiao also went to give it a try, and if it went on like this, the Nanyao City Gate was broken, and it was almost effortless.
The city gate fell, and the palace where Nan Xirong was located, with every cannon shot, the ground seemed to tremble.
The soldiers who came back to report said that the enemy had used flying explosives, which were infinitely powerful, and Nan Yao had no power to fight back at all.
According to later historical records, it was the most amazing and powerful weapon in the history of Northern Xia, which broke Nan Yao without spending a single soldier.
After the city gate of Nanyao was broken, the dozen or so cannons were moved to the place of the city gate to further bombard the palace of Nanyao.
The tens of thousands of remaining Imperial Forest Army in Nanyao have all become cannon fodder in front of the cannons, and there is no way to resist at all.
The palace was on fire everywhere, the ministers in Beijing were rushing around, the palace people were panicked to find a way, and the valuable ones in the palace that could be moved were all swept away.
Some elderly scholars knelt in front of the palace, the palace wall collapsed, the fire was everywhere, their rickety bodies could not withstand the light blow, but still insisted on admonishing: "Emperor, surrender or Nan Yao will perish forever" On the huge golden hall, compared to the continuous roar outside, the inside was terrifyingly quiet.
Nan Xirong sat on the cold golden dragon chair on the top, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and hiding his mask, making his expression seem to be soaked in the last twilight after the sunset.
After that, everything will be gone.
The Golden Hall also trembled with the sound of cannons outside, and the two thick golden pillars cracked, as if they were about to collapse.
On the high beams, fine pieces of wood chips and rubble continued to fall, falling on Nan Xirong's shoulders and hair.
The death advice of the ministers at the gate reached Nan Xirong's ears, and he didn't react at all.
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Then there were cries of panic and panic.
Before Nan Xirong realized what had happened, suddenly a fireball fell from the sky and fell straight towards the Golden Palace.
I only heard a deafening sound of an earthquake in my ears, the beams of the house were blown up, the entire golden hall shook violently, crumbling, the roof was gone, the four walls began to collapse inch by inch, the dust stained the air gray and white, polluting people's vision, and there was chaos in front of them, and they couldn't see anything clearly.
Originally, one of the most splendid court halls in Nanyao turned into dust and ruins in the morning and evening.
Some of the ministers failed to run away and were stoned to death by falling burning beams, while others escaped this catastrophe, but they were weak and could not run far before they stopped and fell to the ground, their faces ashen and their breathing weakened.
When the living minister, who still had a breath of breath, thought that Nan Xirong would be buried in this ruin, a figure stumbled out of the door, covered with dust, and the golden mask, black hair, and bright yellow dragon robe were no longer visible.
He gasped and stood in front of the temple door, like a front lining, a small reflection of the collapse of the palace behind him.
Nan Xirong turned around, only the whites of his eyes were still clean.
He knew the day would come, but he didn't expect it to be in such a way.
He didn't even have room to fight back.
From the beginning, I thought that after so many years of preparation, this war with Northern Xia would definitely be won, and then I didn't believe that I would lose.
And now, he is indeed going to lose, and he will lose nothing.
He is not afraid of becoming the king of the dead country, he is not afraid of falling into infamy through the ages, he is only afraid of being sorry for himself, there is no shame before the snow, he is not convinced, unwilling Thinking like this, Nan Xirong struggled and suffered in his heart, his qi and blood were tumbling and it was difficult to suppress it, and he suddenly lowered his head and suffocated a mouthful of blood.
When he saw the dazzling color, the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and his heart beat suddenly, and there was a buzzing blank in his mind for a moment.
Something must have gone wrong.
He raised his eyes and looked around, and almost all the ministers who had been dead before were dead all at once.
There are also one or two lying on the ground, as if holding their last breath, wanting to say something to Nan Xirong, their fingers twitching on the ground, and they are reluctant to close their eyes.
No, he hasn't completely lost yet, he still has a chip in his hand Nan Xirong thought of this, and immediately seemed to have found hope, his eyes flashed with a glimmer, and he brushed the dust all over his body, and he was about to leave here quickly.
When passing by a minister, he stretched out his old hand and grabbed the corner of Nan Xirong's clothes, "Surrender" Nan Xirong didn't have the intention to listen at all, and he couldn't do it, so the minister opened his mouth, and he pulled out the corner of his clothes, regardless of his life or death, and strode past him without looking back.
After Nan Xirong left, the minister sighed with tears: "Okay" and finally closed his eyes.
Later, the sound of the artillery finally stopped, and the shouts of killing came from the palace gate, rushing straight in.
Some of Nan Yao's remaining guards became deserters, and some resisted to the death.
On the way to find the imprisoned Ye Song, a soldier came to report that the palace gate could not support it for long, so the generals who led the battle suddenly fell ill and died suddenly for some reason.
After Nan Xirong heard this, his breath churned again and couldn't be contained, and he hurriedly pressed it down with his inner lining and spit out a second mouthful of blood.
He knew it wasn't an accident, because he was too, and he got poisoned at some point.
Then Nan Xirong ordered someone to bring Ye Song, he drew the soldier's sword, and personally went to the front hall to command.
However, despite this, the Nan Yao Imperial Forest Army was also like a defeated ant, breaking with one blow.
And the Northern Xia army is like a wolf and tiger team, quickly occupied the entire palace, Nan Xirong stood on the high stone platform, at a glance, the entire open palace outer hall, all neatly lined up Northern Xia soldiers.
And Nan Yao's Imperial Forest Army retreated to his side, not daring to rush forward again, which was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.
But Nan Xirong was extremely angry, he couldn't make Northern Xia see the joke, how could Nan Yu's Imperial Forest Army be so vulnerable.
So Nan Xirong ordered more than once to let the only remaining Imperial Forest Army continue to attack, and someone in the middle of the Imperial Forest Army said: "Your Majesty, the enemy army is so numerous, even if we attack, it will be in vain, it is better to escort the emperor to fight a bloody way out of here now, and wait for him to rise again" bau Nan Xirong lost his mind, swung his sword and killed the person who spoke, and roared angrily: "I don't want to make a comeback, I want you to kill back now, otherwise I will kill you what you are doing."
His swordsmanship, like his people, has also lost his mind, and instead of slashing at the enemy, he slashes at his own side of the Imperial Forest Army in no order, as if these were his enemies, let him kill him with pleasure.
He was covered in blood, and saw a group of Imperial Forest soldiers next to him fall, and those living Imperial Forest soldiers retreated one after another, surrounding Nan Xirong, not daring to step forward, nor daring to defect to the battle, but they could not hide their anger.
The sword in Nan Xirong's hand was stained with bright red blood, and he looked up to the sky and laughed, crazy and resolute.
Su Chen stood at the head of the Northern Xia army, wearing a military uniform and riding a horse, watching all this with cold eyes.
All the Northern Xia troops watched quietly, as if this was just a one-man show by Nan Xirong alone.
Nan Xirong said provocatively to Su Chen: "Come on, you all come, I won't surrender, don't think I will surrender to you Beixia again" Su Chen's voice was cold, and he said loudly: "Even if you want to surrender, Beixia will not accept your surrender."
The dog that lost his family is not qualified to negotiate conditions at all.
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