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Chapter 1838: Most of the casualties

These words suddenly made the already trembling ministers in the court look outside together.

I saw the face that they would never forget in their lifetime appeared outside the court.

"It's him..."

Many people were so scared that they collapsed on the ground.

This old man, in the West Stone Court, was not aware of him.

That day, the scene of him breaking the dragon chaise with one sword made many people feel cold after thinking about it.

Just now, what the new emperor is talking about?

That day, the back mountain caught fire and the palace collapsed. Some people said it was caused by the battle between the two of them.

Now it seems...

Many people just wish to leave here quickly now.

If these two people fight, the newly built palace will definitely collapse. Ordinary people will be buried in it.

"Wuxiangguo... Leng Zichang, who gave you the courage to use the word Wuxiang?" Old Ye said coldly.

He really didn't expect that when he arrived in Xishi, Leng Zichang would become emperor.

He also killed everyone in the Xishi royal family.

What he didn't expect was that he actually named the country directly with the word "Wuxiang".

If you don’t know, you think it was the people from Wuxiang City who killed so many people in the Xishi royal family. It was the people from Wuxiang City who were ambitious and messed up the situation in the four countries.

Let’s talk about the later history again, will it shape the Wuxiang City into a bully city that has not achieved its goal and used all means?

Wuxiangcheng is Zi Wan's home, and he will never let Leng Zichang destroy Wuxiangcheng's reputation like this.

"I am the lord of Wuxiang City. I took down the Western Stone and named the country I made with the word Wuxiang. What's wrong with it?

Ye Ruien, I used to think that you, the old guy, was unhappy, and now I also want to talk to me in a lesson tone. Are you worthy?!"

Leng Zichang sat lazily on the dragon chaise, glancing at Old Ye, making people unable to see his depth, and I wonder if he was injured.

"You still dare to appear here after killing so many of me. I have to say, Ye Ruien, you are very brave."

Old Ye looked at Leng Zichang coldly and suddenly drew his sword: "I won't say much nonsense. Today we will fight, either you die or I die."

"Hahahahaha... Ye Ruien, you are really anxious..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sword that Old Ye slashed over: "Leng Zichang, either you die or I die, fight!"

Leng Zichang had to fight.

He was already ready for this battle.

But when it really came, a little fear still arose in my heart.

It’s been more than 150 years, and it’s almost 16 years old. After living for a long time, I can’t help but want to live for a long time.

But this time, I'm afraid I'm really going to die.

The war only took place in an instant.

When Mr. Ye set off his first sword, the masters of Xishi quickly ran out, hoping to escape from this battle.

In the battle between experts, ordinary people will suffer when they get closer.

Not to mention that they are so close.

Running out of the hall, on weekdays, is not far away, but today is so far away.

"Boom..."

The hall suddenly collapsed.

Except for those who stood behind and ran out, most of the ones in front did not run out and were buried in the hall.

Most of the court in Xishi collapsed in an instant.

You should know that those who stand in front of the court when they go to court are all the vital ministers in the court.

And some of the people standing behind couldn't even say anything.

But today, these loyal ministers were buried in the hall like this, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

The sound of "Boom..." continues.

I don’t know if Mr. Ye deliberately placed the battlefield in Xishi Palace again. The newly built Xishi Palace fell one after another.

I knew that it was almost over, but the figures of Mr. Ye and Leng Zichang were getting farther and farther away.

The Xishi officials who survived the disaster all breathed a sigh of relief.

But then there was a slight sadness.

Xishi, it's completely finished.

The Xishi royal family was killed by Leng Zichang, and another old man came. A big battle with Leng Zichang was ruined by most of the court officials.

Now Xishi has nothing left.

On that day, these ministers went back to pack up their things and went out to hide.

If the soldiers on the border knew that the Xishi Royal Family was gone and half of the officials were dead, how could they have the motivation to fight?

But how could such a big thing be hidden?

It can be imagined that next, Xishi will only have the fate of being annexed.

The combat power of Mr. Ye and Leng Zichang is not something that ordinary people can imagine. No one knows where they went, and no one knows whether their war ended.

I only know that the old servant who had been following Leng Zichang was dead on the third night after Mr. Ye arrived.

He died of suicide, and when he died, he still held a white jade bun in his hand.

It was a whole piece of white jade, made into a bun. Except that it did not have the temperature of the bun, the shape and appearance were exactly the same as the bun.

Ordinary white jade is rare. It is even rarer to be able to be just similar to the color of a bun, and it is even more rare to make it into a bun in such a large piece.

What is even more incredible is why such white jade is made into a bun.

No one knew, but only knew that when the servant was restraining his body, the old servant was holding the bun tightly in his hand and could not take it out.

As a last resort, he had to let him get buried with the bun.

Neither Ye nor Leng Zichang appeared again.

No one knows whether they are dead or alive.

Some people say they died together, while others say they should be seriously injured, and where can they hide to recuperate.

But no matter which statement it is, Xishi's ending is destined.

After the news of all the deaths of the Xishi royal family came back, the morale of the soldiers of Xishi had dispersed. Later, more than half of the officials of Xishi died, and these soldiers completely lost the courage to fight.

And what made them completely put down their swords were the cities occupied by Dongshu.

There is no burning, killing, looting, and no chaotic public security.

Even the security of the cities occupied by Dongshu is a little better than other cities in Xishi.

After the cities occupied by Dongshu, basically resumed production quickly, encouraging farmers to farm. There was also a caravan named Hongyu who carried a load and went shopping around the streets to buy and sell various things, which quickly led to the enthusiasm of the people in these places for life.

Such a scene stimulated the soldiers of Xishi, and many of them wanted to take off their battle clothes and go home to farm.

Who doesn’t want to live a peaceful and prosperous life?

If there is a good life, who would like to lick blood on the tip of the knife?

In the past, they fought for Xishi and for Your Majesty, but now His Majesty is gone and the officials of Xishi are gone. Who are they fighting for?

In a few days, the fleeing and surrendering were reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There were even generals who directly led the Xishi Army to the Eastern Shu Army.

In this case, in just a few days, there was not much left in the Xishi Army.

The Eastern Shu army led by Han Yelin had no need to start a war. As if they were passing by, they were in a state of no one, all they had to do was to plant the flag of Eastern Shu on this land.
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