Zhang Bing carefully glanced at the person on the horse, and a shivering undead cultivator was shivering. Even after such a bloody war, Zhang Bing was still startled by the people on the horse.

At this time, the cypress was dressed in full armor, shining silver under the afternoon sun, and with the tall white horse under the crotch, if you look at it from behind, it is indeed very tall and mighty. However, if you move your gaze to the front, Xiao Juni's face like a dried corpse is like a night ghost walking in the day, which is absolutely shocking.

Half a foot has stepped into the tomb, and his face is extremely thin, and the cheekbones that were already obvious are now like breaking through the thin layer of skin on his face, and the tips are protruding. The same is true of the nose and chin, and the whole face seems to have been hanging in the wind for months, except for the pair of deep-set eyes, which are still refreshing, and the rest of the place is completely dry.

In fact, Xiao Hui himself can't sit still, let alone put on armor. After Gao Dingshan and Fu Hai discussed urgently, he asked the craftsmen in the army to temporarily build a "Gong" frame, which supported the shoulders of the juniper, tied to the horseback on the bottom, and two more healthy seats around him to help, so that the juniper could appear in front of the Xixia Palace that had just been conquered in this way.

Riding on the horse, he raised his head with great effort, looked at the palace gate, and in his dim and bloodshot eyes, there was excitement, even his chin moved slightly to the side, and his mouth was open.

Gao Dingshan urged him to step forward and said in a low voice, "Lord Wang, the Xixia Palace was rebuilt after the party members invaded Chang'an, it is said that half of it is imitating the Xianyang Palace of the first emperor of the year, and half of it is in accordance with the style of the palace of the party members of Xingqing Mansion. So, it looks weird, and it's a bit nondescript. ”

Xiao Juni's throat grunted, and he still sat on his horse, looking at the palace gate.

"The largest hall is called Taiyuan Palace, which is the place where the Western Xia Bandit Emperor went to court. I have already asked people to clean up the Dayuan Palace, the prince might as well move there......" Gao Dingshan continued to explain, while looking at Xiao Hui's face.

Xiao Juni's throat grunted again, and Gao Dingshan was a little confused. He couldn't figure out what Xiao Hui meant, and hurriedly turned around to look at Fu Hai. Fu Hai waved his hand, and Gao Dingshan hurriedly strangled his crotch and dismounted, taking two steps back.

Zhang Bing stood not far from the side of the palace gate, secretly looking at this world-famous prince, and muttered in his heart. Zhang Bing had seen Xiao Hui from a distance a few months ago, and vaguely felt that Xiao Hui's face was a little pale, but his eyes were extremely sharp. Although he was swept away by Xiao Jun's eyes from a distance of dozens of zhang, Zhang Bing was still nervous for several days, and even had nightmares at night.

Zhang Bing didn't expect that when he saw Xiao Hui again, he still felt hairy in his heart. In particular, Xiao Hui's eyes were looking straight at the palace gate, which made the cold hairs on Zhang Bing's body stand upside down. He lowered his head in fright, but he couldn't help but tilt the corner of his eye into the juniper, and every time he glanced at it, he felt that his heart was pinched. In such a cold weather, Zhang Bing's forehead was sweating.

In fact, for the vast majority of Qi army sergeants, Xiao Jun is a high-ranking and extremely terrifying existence, and all kinds of legends are also very scary. But if you want to say what horrific things you have done, you can't say it. In addition to the rumored palace coup d'état, of course, the salt case that wiped out the Ji family was also attributed to the head of Xiao Jun.

In any case, no one has ever seen a ghost, but everyone is afraid of a ghost. The "prestige" of the past, and the appearance of "people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts" in front of them, made many Daqi soldiers involuntarily kneel on the ground and kowtow.

In this way, the cypress stood quietly in the sunshine of the west slope, and its body was straight, like a statue. The originally noisy sergeants all stopped, and the scene was silent. Even the sergeants who were escorting the captives of the Western Xia army stopped, pressed the captives around them to the ground, and knelt down to the Supreme of the Undead.

There was a strange scene in Chang'an City, some broken walls were still burning, sporadic battles were still taking place, but the imperial palace in the center was surprisingly quiet.

About half a cup of tea later, Fu Hai urged him to come up immediately, listened sideways to a few grunts, and nodded hurriedly.

Fu Hai's face was gloomy and very grim. Just before putting on the armor for Xiao Juni, the imperial doctor who accompanied the army made a diagnosis and confirmed that Xiao Hui had indeed run out of oil and dried up, and maybe once he got on the horse, he would never be able to get down again.

As an old man who has been serving the juniper for decades, Fu Hai has extremely complicated feelings. Although Xiao Hui repeatedly explained the future, he still had a glimmer of hope.

It's a pity that Xiao Juni's life has come to an end. Just when he stepped on the horse, Xiao Jun once again lost the ability to speak, leaving only a vague "grunt" sound, and this kind of sound can only be understood by Fu Hai.

Fu Hai coughed lightly and said loudly, "Which one is the warrior who broke into the palace alone?" I stepped forward to see the prince. ”

Xin Qiji hurriedly looked at Zhang Bing and nodded slightly. Zhang Bing clenched his fists and took a deep breath, stood up, waved behind him, and the six warriors who entered the palace with him stepped forward together, ran a few steps, and knelt down in front of the cypress horse.

"Zhang Bing, the head of the T-shaped battalion of the Shandong Road Expedition West Army, together with the six soldiers of Benhuo, will meet the prince!" Zhang Bing landed on one knee, trying to raise his chest and meet the toothless face on the horse.

Xiao Hui's eyes rolled slightly, and he stared at Zhang Bing. Zhang Bing's scalp immediately fluttered, his neck quickly shrank, and his eyes dodged.

After staying for a long time, Zhang Bing didn't hear a sound, so he tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his eyes turned up to look at Xiao Jun. But I saw that Xiao Hui's eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and the whole eyeball seemed to be protruding. Zhang Bing shuddered again, and the whole person lay down, his head slammed on the green brick, and made a bang.

"Good! Good! Good! Xiao Hui suddenly let out three loud shouts, and although the voice was slightly hoarse, it was extremely loud. In this environment full of silence, it is especially abrupt and obvious.

"Long live the prince!" Many people at the scene invariably issued these four words, and some were a little cultural, and a few sentences came out, "This prince's work." "God give me a great Qi." "The virtue of the prince blesses my army"......

Fu Hai felt the slightest bit wrong. After all this hustle and bustle slowly fell silent, Fu Hai hurriedly stepped forward. Seeing that shriveled face again, Fu Hai's body froze.

The horse was looking at the palace in front of him, his eyes were motionless, but his pupils had already dilated. There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, which was particularly meaningful to Fu Hai.

His body was like a straight wooden pole, tightly tied to his horse, his left arm hanging down at his side, and his left arm was slightly cocked, as if he was going to grab something.

"Lord Wang!" Fu Hai let out an earth-shattering shout, rolled off his horse, knelt on the ground, and wept bitterly.

Gao Dingshan, Guan Bi, Xiao Dingguo, Xin Qiji and others were shocked, and they stepped forward one after another, and after confirming that Xiao Hui had indeed passed away, they all knelt on the ground and cried again and again.

Zhang Bing's heart was like a big stone moving away, and he was inexplicably relieved. Then, a mood called "sour" came to mind. He didn't dare to look at Xiao Juni's face again, so he only slammed his head on the ground and shouted with everyone.

Zhang Bing naturally didn't know what it meant for Daqi to die in Chang'an. With his status, he just knew that he had made a great contribution this time, and it was not impossible to be promoted to be a general of a hundred households, or even a thousand households, and to be a wife and a son in the future.

A quarter of an hour later, Gao Dingshan stood up, as the commander of the expedition to the west, he was only under Xiao Jun. Now that he has passed away, he is the person with the highest position and has also obtained the highest command. Gao Dingshan tried his best to suppress his high-spirited emotions, and according to the original script, he loudly praised the exploits of Xiao Hui, and said that the army would inherit the will of the prince, cleanse the Western Xia army on the south bank of the Wei River, and ask Guan Dasan Guan Yunyun.

Next, in the Taiyuan Hall of the Xixia Palace, a spiritual shed was erected, and the juniper was parked in it for the military lieutenant generals to mourn. As for the white paper and white cloth of the Zha Ling Shed, it was prepared as early as in Shaanzhou. In another sense, the cypress is carrying the coffin on the expedition.

At the same time as the three armies were in power, two letters from Gao Dingshan led the summer performance and flew to Jiangning. The former is the good news of conquering Chang'an, and the latter is the mourning report of the juniper. Handed to Jiangning with it, it was the last time that Xiao Hui asked to return to Zhongnan for burial.

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When the Qi army in Chang'an was running together, the Jin army on the north bank of the Wei River also received the news that Xiao Hui was sick and died. From the Qi army's breakthrough of Chang'an to the death of Xiao Hui, it did not take more than a day and night, which made the Jin army a little unable to cope.

On the second day after Xiao Hui's death, a telegram flew from Xianyang, the base camp of the Jin army, to Zhongdu. In this report, the first is to inform the news of Yan Yusheng's illness and death, and the second is to jointly request a request from the generals of the Jin Army in front to conquest of the Qi army.

In the request recital, Li Chen, the commander of the Jin army, said that this was the best time to drive the Qi army out of Guanzhong. First, Xiao Hui had just died, the Qi army was in low spirits, and the people's hearts were discouraged; Second, the Qi army has already been exhausted after the previous bloody battles in Tongguan, Yaoguan and Chang'an City; Third, it is known from reliable sources that the internal contradictions in Daqi are acute. After the death of the juniper, the huge power vacuum will cause another round of political struggle.

All in all, if the Qi army is not driven out of Guanzhong at this time, it will be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future.

According to the previous method of fighting the Jin Army, as long as there is an opportunity, it must always take a bite. The reality is also the same, Xianyang and Chang'an face each other across the Wei River, watching the Great Qi Army occupy the iconic central city of Guanzhong, and the Jin Army is really unwilling. However, for Daqi, the Jin army did not dare to act rashly. Wan Yan Yusheng had repeatedly warned the generals of the Jin army that they could consume the strength of the Qi army through the Western Xia army, but they must not take the initiative to clash with the Qi army, and violators would be severely punished.

Because of this, the unruly generals of the Jin Army had to jointly ask Wan Yan Yusheng for instructions.

While Dajin and Daqi were making a fuss about the death of Xiao Juni, Li Xi, who occupied Longyou and Hanzhong, also got the news, and he hurriedly passed it on to Shu. He didn't want the army of Shu to get out of the Sword Pavilion and touch his own territory.