Chapter Eighty-Four: The Silent Ranks

In the capital of Yan Kingdom, the fire that lasted for a day and a night finally ended at dawn, and the last stubborn Yan soldiers of Yan Kingdom also reluctantly put down their weapons when they were finally desperate, and countless Yan soldiers in blue armor walked out under the escort of the Qin army. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The streets and alleys of Jidu were littered with fallen corpses, and the stench of burnt fire emanated from the streets.

Countless Qin troops in black military uniforms buried these corpses on the spot, if these rotting corpses are not well disposed of, then it will cause a plague to a large extent, they seem to be very good at how to deal with these dead corpses, and the colder climate of Yan Country throughout the year has helped them a lot.

In one of the mansions, the handwriting on the plaque at the main entrance has long been blurred, there are still blood stains on the outer walls of the mansion, and there are still debris on the ground, which can be seen that there was a fierce battle here.

Countless Qin troops in black armor did not waver at all like nails driven into the ground, and the huge black Qinzi flag fluttered in the wind, looking a little dazzling, dazzling for those defeated Yan soldiers and the people of Yan State, in the hearts of these Qin troops, this banner is the source of their pride.

And Meng Tian has already regarded this unknown mansion as his military tent, countless orders are conveyed from this unknown mansion like flowing water, Meng Tian is very busy now, when he has not captured the capital of thistle, all he needs to think about is how to capture the capital of thistle, but now he needs to arrange everything, just the handling of prisoners of war will consume most of his time.

The sound of several horses' hooves sounded outside the mansion, and several heralds of the Qin army quickly dismounted and went straight to the lobby of the mansion.

The herald knelt down on one knee, "General, our army searched all over the capital of Ji and found no trace of Yan Dan and Yan Wangxi. ”

Meng Tian frowned slightly, "Didn't you notice?" ”

"You go down first!"

"Yes!" The herald saluted and retired.

Meng Tian refocused his gaze on the huge map on the desk.

During the siege of Jidu, only the north gate was the gate of life, and the rest were all the gate of death, he would not think that under the encirclement and suppression of hundreds of thousands of troops, they would still be able to escape, and now they only had to consider where they would flee.

"I just don't know if Yan Dan is going north or south to Qi country!"

In the middle of the term, a lieutenant general said, "The last general thinks that Yan Dan can't go south to Qi State, but only to go north, and there is our army patrolling the border of Qi State, which increases the risk of Yan Dan's exposure, and even if Yan Dan goes south to Qi State, with the courage of Qi Wangjian, he will never dare to offend Qin State and take in the remnants of Yan State." ”

Meng Tian nodded, "Since this is the case, then the search range of the three-zhang winged bat of the male loser will be extended for another fifty miles, and at the same time, a scout will be sent to find Yan Wangxi for me." ”

Meng Tian was very anxious in his heart, even if he searched the entire Yan King Palace, there were only less than 50,000 taels of gold, so many Yan Country treasures, he didn't believe that Yan Dan could be transported all.

After the end of the war, not only the general's military affairs were busy, but the same was true for the officers and soldiers at the bottom, if there were brothers, the living people were naturally depressed, but since they chose to fight, then such a result was also their own choice, more or the excitement when killing the enemy, the Qin soldiers in black uniforms, holding the bloody ears of the Yan soldiers in their hands, were registered by the civilian officials in the special army, and then they were awarded titles when they arrived in Xianyang, in their opinion, this is their future.

Chu Nan didn't have the ears of the enemy, so he didn't need to register his military merits, so he was very idle now, but he was not idle, in a quiet room, Chu Nan was meditating according to the breathing and breathing method taught to him by the black and white Xuanjian.

His face was covered with fine sweat, and a trace of heat was steaming from his body, and after a while, he opened his eyes, and his face showed a look of exhaustion.

"Still doesn't work?" Chu Nan sighed, reached out and took a piece of cloth and silk beside him, and wiped the sweat stains on his face.

Since the last time he used the Reverse Scale Sword in Xianyang, he was finally eaten by the Reverse Scale Sword, the evil qi left in his body has never been completely expelled, so every time he uses the internal force, the internal force in his body will always be disturbed, and now this problem is getting more and more serious, enough to attract his attention.

It seems that when I returned to Xianyang, I was going to find someone to take a look, Chu Nan thought.

The small curtain of the hut was slammed open.

Chu Nan looked up and saw Zhou Wu in armor.

"What's wrong!"

"There is a mission!"

The mountains are steep, and the white clouds are slowly fluttering, so the mountain peaks look faintly moving in the clouds, and occasionally there are high-flying eagles, making a sharp whistling sound, shuttling through the clouds, and even the whitish clouds are also washed away and disappear into the sky.

The sound of the wind whirring in the mountains seems to tug at people's hearts and lungs. Occasionally, falling boulders are scattered down with countless stones.

A winding path appeared next to this mountain, and the figures moved slowly in the shadow of this mountain, and countless ox carts howled in this mountain to move towards the top of the mountain, although the speed was very slow, but it was indeed moving, and the deep rut marks were obviously left on this rare mountain road, and it seemed that it was still not enough to feel that there were special people at the back of this convoy to cover up the traces of the personnel.

It was a strange procession of men, women, and children, moving in silence and order, some with weapons visibly pinned to their waists.

"I didn't expect Daddy Lin to look like this, and the daughter he gave birth to is still beautiful!"

"Not really!" The other chimed in, looking at the two behind them.

It was an old man with a somewhat rickety body, wearing a common thin cotton shirt, and beside him was a woman dressed in a common woman's dress, who was wearing a lot of clothes because of the cold, so it looked a little bloated than ordinary people, but if you can look at the front, it can also be said to be beautiful.

His daughter in front of people can be called taking care of the elderly, but when there is no one, this Daddy Lin looks at the beautiful woman in front of him, and there is fear and uneasiness in his eyes that cannot be concealed.

The woman leaned down, took the package from the old man's body, and said softly, "If you look at me like this again, or show a strange look, then you will lose more than your daughter!" ”

Hearing this, the old man surnamed Lin paused slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Others will only think that this is a father and daughter with a good relationship.

The smile on the face of the beautiful woman bloomed when she looked at these mountain paths, but her eyes became even colder when she looked at these mountain paths, and some traces that ordinary people could not see were also quietly left by her.