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Yan Wangxi's station.

The attendants had already added two firewood to the brazier, but the cold wind outside the tent kept blowing in.

Yan Wangxi stood up, opened the tent and walked out, the attendants behind him hurriedly draped a big turtle on his body, countless fine snow fell on his gray beard, he was dressed on his knees, looking very much like an old man who had entered the ancient sparse, he refused the support of the people next to him, and stood on a small hill not far away, he was waiting for his fate.

"Your Majesty! Let's go back! It's so cold here! The attendants around him were shivering because they were too cold.

Yan Wangxi did not speak, and expressed his opposition with silence.

A knight dressed in the military uniform of the Yan Kingdom came from the wind and snow, and when he approached, he saw a group of people on the hillside, and found that it was Queen Yan, the knight hurriedly dismounted and saluted.

"How's it going!"

Yan Wangxi's words were of course to ask about the situation of the battle, and when he asked these words, the attendants and guards beside him listened with their ears straightened, and countless eyes fell on the knight.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince died in battle! We are defeated! The knight said this in pain.

Defeated! Defeated! Yan Wang said in a daze, and the attendants behind him listened to these words, with a look of horror on their faces, with irrepressible panic.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Let's run! The attendant beside him said boldly.

"Run... Where to flee? Yan Wangxi asked back, there was grassland all around, and they had no way to escape.

"Let's go!" Yan Wangxi looked at the entourage and guards around him and said lightly.

"Help me back to the camp!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was defeated, and the news of the Qin army's attack was transmitted like the wind in this military camp, and the entire military camp was completely chaotic, with fallen horses, broken tents, and countless panicked soldiers and servants.

Yan Wangxi walked through these countless scattered crowds, his back looked extremely lonely, he walked into the camp tent, sat straight on the desk, he looked at the attendant beside him and sighed, "You can go too!" ”

The attendant fled in a panic as if he had been pardoned.

Countless horses' hooves had already sounded outside the camp, and the remaining guards were making a feeble resistance, but this could not stop anything!

Yan Wangxi took out a jade-inlaid dagger under the case and put it on his neck, his eyes were cloudy, and he had reached the end

The outside had been quiet again, deathly quiet, and the curtain of the camp was lifted by a general of the Qin army, who looked at Yan Wangxi on the main seat, his eyes revealing contempt.

Yan Wang looked back at him, and the jade-inlaid dagger in his hand hung weakly from his neck, and a generation of emperors came to an end.

In the gathering place of the Shanjung clan farther away, countless wounded Shanjung cavalry lay on the ground and screamed in pain, this time the Shanjung clan fought for the lives of their entire clan and was defeated! They had to evacuate the land where they had grown and retreat further north, towards the colder ground.

In the camp tent of the Yichen clan, countless mountain rituals entered and exited anxiously in the camp tent of the Yichen Gang.

An old priest stood in front of Yichengang's bed and shook his head helplessly.

"The king is too seriously injured, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight!"

Yichen Tuo tightly tugged at the placket of the old priest's clothes, "Aren't you the most prestigious priest in the clan?" How could you have no choice? ”

"The king is really injured too badly, even if the gods come, there is nothing they can do, let alone me!" The old priest said and looked at the Yan Chen Gang on the bed, at this time the Yan Chen Gang was pale, there was no blood on his face, a terrifying spear pierced his chest, both sides of the spear were cut off, and even then there was still a lot of blood staining the gauze on his chest.

"Tuo'er!" Yi Chengang said weakly, every time he said a word, more blood would flow out of his mouth.

"Father!"

"The Shanrong clan will be handed over to you!" After saying this, Chen Gang died in pain.

Yichen Tuo took out the headdress that symbolized the king of Shanjung.

The tent was rudely opened.

The leader of the Jia clan, the leader of the Bone Protector Clan, walked in, and was stunned when he saw the dead Shanrong King Yichengang, and then a subtle smile appeared on his face.

However, when the two leaders looked at the headdress symbolizing the king of Shanjung in Yichen Tuo's hand, their faces changed.

"Since the king is dead, then we should re-elect a leader as our king of the Shanrong clan!" Bone Protector said unceremoniously.

"Oh! So who does the uncle think should be in this position? Yichen Tuo asked rhetorically, his eyes flashed with a cold light, he didn't expect that just after his father's death, these Shanrong clansmen would come to force the palace, so he was even more angry.

Protecting the bones Yan said with a happy face in his heart: "Of course, this is elected by everyone, if you want to become the new king of our Shanrong clan, you must have a certain prestige in the clan, and be able to convince the public!" ”

Whether it is prestige or from the aspect of serving the public, he is the best candidate, so he is in a good mood at this time, and he is getting closer and closer to his ambition, so he can't hide the endless desire on his face.

"In that case, let my uncle do the throne!" Yi Chen Tuo said with a smile, handing the headdress in his hand to the bone guard.

"Good!" The bone protector subconsciously took it.

However, a terrifying aura fell on him, causing his hairs to rise upside down.

He threw away the headdress in his hand, and subconsciously dodged to the side, a terrifying blade fell from his body, leaving a terrifying wound on his left shoulder, if it wasn't for his subconscious dodge, his entire head would have been completely looked at by this terrifying blade.

Protecting his injured left arm, his face was irrepressibly fearful, and he yelled: "Are you crazy?" ”

Yi Chentuo said calmly: "I think you are crazy, my Shanrong is at the moment of destroying the country and destroying the species, and you are still thinking about infighting!" ”

"Guards! Guardsman! Bone Guard shouted, but no one answered him, and the samurai outside his tent had already fallen in a pool of blood.

The fear of the Bone Protector became stronger and stronger, "I can give you the position of the King of Shanrong, don't kill me!" ”

"No, let this crown be your burial object!"

Before the words fell, Yichen Tuo raised his hand and cut off the head of the bone protector.

The round head rolled down, and it fell beside the crown, and countless blood stained the crown red.

Yi Chen Tuo raised the long knife in his hand above his head, "I, Yi Chen Tuo, never need a crown, I am the king!" ”

The people in the tent hurriedly knelt down, and the Shanjung clan welcomed their new king from this day.

Yichen became the new king of Shanrong, and at the same time, under the leadership of Gu Peng, their remnants finally found their team.

In the distance, a silent procession was walking, one of them dressed in a black robe, looking in the direction of the southern Yan Kingdom, which had perished, and now there was no longer a surname Yan but a surname Qin.

"Your Highness!" The big hammer behind Yan Dan spoke.

"Don't call me Your Highness again! There is no Royal Highness in the Yan Kingdom, only the giant son of the Mo family! ”

"Yes! Giant! ”

"Let's go!"

Yan Dan didn't glance at the direction of Yan Guo again, and disappeared into the thick wind and snow.