"Where is Wang Xiao?"

Duoduo frowned and replied, "The body has not been found yet..."

"Why didn't you find it?" Dorgon slapped the table and was furious.

Others were afraid of Dorgon, but Duoduo was not afraid. He pondered on his own: "I saw him before annihilated Chu Kou and shot him with his own arrow. At that time, Chu Kou was surrounded by layers of layers, and he could never escape."

"I want to see his body!" Dorgon shouted angrily, walked two steps, and said again: "Tell me the specific situation."

"At that time, Qin Shanhe was the vanguard, and Cai Jiazhen led his troops to surround him... Qin Shanhe personally killed Qin Chengye's old man, and the Chu gangs were dispersed everywhere, so I covered my troops and chased him, and no one escaped."

"Qin Shanhe? Have you searched his army?"

"Searched, digging three feet into the ground." Duoduo patted his thighs lightly and said slowly: "Brother, you believe me, Wang Xiao must be dead. I guess the body cannot be identified..."

At the same time, the capital city was thirty miles west of Xingjing, the grave mountain, and the Qing army camp.

Qin Shanhe, who killed his father and son, was sitting in the corner, slowly wiping a helmet with his hands.

The helmet was empty.

But it seemed like an old voice was talking.

"Shanhe, I promised to be my father and killed me..."

"Quick! Kill me!"

Cut down with one knife...

Qin Chengye's head fell and fell into a huge abyss.

Qin Shanhe rushes beside the abyss, looking around, you can only see endless darkness...
Chapter completed!