That night, in the desert ten miles away from the Yanyan Yama Palace, an army of more than 50,000 people suddenly appeared, and they hurried all the way, taking advantage of the night, to attack the Yanyan Yama Courtyard with lightning speed!

At this time, the army guarding the royal court, because of the continuous days of drinking and singing and dancing, has not yet eased up, and is still in a state of drunkenness and dreaming of death. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Liuyu army was killed in front of them and was not ready for battle, and they took advantage of the loophole at the moment, and there were countless casualties.

The Liuyu army did not accept it when it saw a good situation, and kept attacking, and the offensive became more and more violent, causing the defenders of the royal court to be in a hurry and panic.

However, in the middle of the day, the combined army of Liuyu and Chiyan also arrived, supporting the advance army to launch the final general attack.

Because of the hangover, Feyton collapsed on the tiger's head seat and slept grogily. No matter how loud the killing sound inside and outside the royal court was, no matter how hoarse the people and horses, he slept deeply, without heart and lungs.

When Liuyu and the Chiyan army arrived at the Yanyan Great Hall, they saw such a scene.

Nangong Mao and Mandelke were the first to enter, and they couldn't laugh or cry at once.

Mandelk looked disdainful, feeling unworthy for the man who had just committed suicide and was the lord of the Eastern Courtyard with him.

He stepped forward, raised his scimitar, and slapped Fayton's face again.

The knife was covered with blood, sticking to Fayton's face, giving him a comical color, and making it even more pitiful.

Felton seemed to regain some consciousness, raised his hand and waved, scratching at his blood-stained face again.

"What are you doing?!" Fayton muttered hoarsely, frowning, looking extremely impatient.

"Wake up!" Mandelk scolded.

Fayton furrowed his eyebrows again, very unhappy with this disrespectful tone, "Damn! Who would dare to talk to this king like that?! As he spoke, he opened his eyes, only to feel that his eyelids were as heavy as if they had been topped with a thousand gold.

It was already dawn, and the moment he opened his eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable, and finally opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is a pair of buckskin boots, and heavy armor. Feyton was a little suspicious, thinking that he was still dreaming!

He shook his head, trying to see clearly, but what he saw was still the same armor. He slowly raised his head and looked up—

Mandelk was glaring at him coldly, his armor with a wolf's head carved into his chest, the emblem of the Yama Army.

Fayton suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, opened his mouth, and his body trembled incessantly. He tilted his head slightly, and saw that the main hall was crowded with soldiers, all looking at him with fierce eyes.

"You, you ......" he stammered, his back was cold and sweaty, and he couldn't even speak.

No way! That's impossible! Fayton was in a trance, thinking that he must have had a nightmare, and even raised his hand to pinch his fat face.

"Oops!" He let out a painful cry and opened his eyes again, and the scene in front of him was still the same, proving that he was not confused.

Mandelk slammed the knife across his neck, and Fayton immediately realized the seriousness of the situation, trembled twice, looked up at him, and fainted in fright.

"Tsk!" Mandelk pursed his lips with a look of disdain, rolled his eyes widely, and motioned to his subordinates to tie him up.

"It's really pitiful that Yan Yan's army of more than 100,000 people fought to the death with us in order to protect this waste." Nangong Mao shook his head coldly as he spoke. is also a person in the army, and he can't help but sympathize with Yan Yanjun.

On the other hand, Nangong Nuo and Nangong Ao got the news and knew the location where the Khan had placed Nangong Lie's wife and children under house arrest, and quickly killed them.

This is an annex in the royal court.

The two men led their soldiers into it, and the maid and the servant were all frightened, and cowered in the corner.

The two searched up and down in the courtyard, but did not find a child, and because of the language barrier, they didn't know which one was Nangong Lie's wife.

Parudo then killed, and when he heard about it, he acted as an interpreter. He casually found someone, asked a few words in Yan Yan, and then shouted loudly, "What?! The princess is martyred! ”

Nangong Ao's heart ached suddenly, and he said eagerly, "What about the child?" ”

Parudo turned around and asked a few more words, then turned his head, "In the royal courtyard on the west side of the royal court, staying with the other royal families, maybe they deliberately separated their mother and son......

Before Paludo finished speaking, Nangong Ao had already rushed out first.

Qingying was entering the royal court with Huangfu Qianchong and Chadar, when he saw Nangong Ao riding a horse and running over.

Naturally, she didn't miss the anxiety on his face, and couldn't help shouting, "General Qin! ”

Nangong Ao didn't seem to hear it, and instead of stopping, he jerked the horse's buttocks again, urging the horse to run away.

"What's going on?" Huangfu Qianchonghu raised his eyebrows suspiciously, glanced at Qingying, and asked her to go with him to take a look.

Qingying nodded, pulled the reins, and chased after him.

It wasn't until he came to the courtyard to the west of the royal court that Qingying caught up with Nangong Ao.

Nangong Ao also saw Qingying when he got off the horse, and immediately beckoned to her, "Mrs. Qin!" Come and translate it for me. ”

Although Qingying didn't know what he was going to do, he immediately rushed over.

The couple ran into the courtyard, where only a team of Yan soldiers was counting the personnel.

A small soldier who looked like a captain ran over, and he recognized Qingying and came up to greet her.

"Mrs. Qin, help me ask, where is the son of the sixth princess of Yanyan?" Nangong Ao said, stretched his neck and looked around, but he didn't see a child about three years old.

Qingying immediately understood and understood that he was looking for Nangong Lie's son, so he hurriedly inquired with the soldiers.

The soldier knew what they were coming and led them to the backyard. Nangong Lie's son was with several children of the same age who were also members of the Yanyan royal family.

The soldier pointed to one of the children, dressed in a gilt robe, and the husband and wife immediately walked over.

A group of children saw Nangong Ao wearing armor and blood stains on his body, which was really terrifying, and they were all scared and cried all of a sudden.

Qingying was suddenly a little helpless, and was trying to appease them, but Nangong Ao on the side didn't care so much, and as soon as he stepped forward, he picked up Nangong Lie's young son.

The three-year-old child was startled, and his arms like white lotus pushed Nangong Ao, sobbing and shouting, "Don't kill me!" ”

He spoke the language of Liuyu, which made both husband and wife stunned for a moment.

"You're Nangong Yu, right?" Nangong Ao raised the corners of his mouth shallowly and said softly, for fear of frightening him.

Nangong Yu suddenly stopped crying and nodded timidly.

Nangong Ao breathed a sigh of relief and pressed his head on his shoulder, "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, I am your father Nangong Lie's younger brother and your uncle." ”

"Uncle......" Nangong Yu muttered in a low voice, pursing the corners of his mouth and looking at him cautiously.

Nangong Ao raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and looked at the moist and flexible eyes, as if he saw Nangong Lie's shadow, and his heart was sour.

"Mrs. Qin, I want to ......" Nangong Ao said hesitantly, looking at Qingying.

Qingying understood what he was thinking, nodded, turned his head, looked at Nangong Yu and smiled lightly, "Xiaoyu, will you let your uncle and aunt take care of you from today?" ”

Nangong Yu was dim, in fact, he also knew that his parents had passed away. He looked up at Nangong Ao's face, only to feel that this uncle felt a little similar to his father, and his aunt was also very gentle, so he nodded lightly.

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In this article, Xiao Yu will strive to finish before the fifteenth of this month~above~ retreat!