Feng Zhuo was covered in blood, thinking of the decay of his family, remembering his father's unwillingness when he was dying, and his hatred for Ling Yuexi and Xiao Mojue became deeper and deeper.

"Brothers, the people of Northern Xinjiang have been favored by the emperor for generations and live and work in peace and contentment, but they don't want to follow the 'Tianshamen' to confront the imperial court! Think about it, the house thief is hateful, or the foreign thief is angry? If you don't kill them with good intentions today, tomorrow you or your family will be their ghosts! We will swear allegiance to the emperor and defend the country! ”

Feng Zhuo's words undoubtedly gave these soldiers who had become executioners a good excuse, and they immediately cheered up and echoed loudly.

Hearing the news, Si Nan was shocked, and hurriedly walked out of the big tent, only to see Feng Zhuo and the two adjutants carrying Li Nanfeng's body, walking slowly, and the soldiers covered in blood behind them all looked sad.

Li Nanfeng is not only the brother of the right minister Li Nanqing, but also Xiao Mojue's mentor.

After appeasing the sergeant, Sinan immediately packed the body, repaired a book, and ordered 2,000 people to be sent back to the Celestial Empire overnight. Regarding the killing of the captive, Sinan didn't say a word, just patted Feng Zhuo's shoulder lightly and glanced deeply.

Ling Yuexi tossed and turned all night, and last night, she and Lan Qi discussed that they wanted to find ways to reduce the casualties, but they could only sacrifice the three thousand 'death squads'. But this morning, her eyelids were beating hard.

Dongfang just dew that the belly of the fish was white, and Ling Yuexi immediately simply freshened up and walked out.

Shi Yuan led more than a dozen guards with strong martial arts to guard the courtyard, and immediately saluted when he saw Ling Yuexi come out.

"Lan—Shizi can go back?"

Faintly, Ling Yuexi always had a feeling of palpitations.

"Back to my mother, I haven't returned."

Shi Yuan leaned over and replied, his face was extremely heavy, and then he looked at the other guards, all of them looked lonely.

"What's the sound outside? What's so noisy? ”

Ling Yuexi heard Yan'er talk about the custom in northern Xinjiang, when a soldier dies, his family will beat gongs and drums to overtake the undead.

If you ask, you have to go around the flower wall and walk out of the wall to have a look.

"!"

Rue Xiang stepped forward and stopped with an uneasy expression: "There are many people outside, and the mother still doesn't want to go out!" ”

"Niangniang, outside are the relatives of the fallen soldiers, overspending their souls!"

Ling Yuexi glanced at Shi Yuan, who was talking with his head down, and turned around and returned to the room.

Rue Xiang hurriedly followed in and asked Ling Yuexi in a low voice what she wanted to eat.

"You go down first, this palace wants to be quiet."

"Yes."

Rue Xiang retreated in response.

"Could it be that there is a mistake in our plan? Or, Sinan, they didn't believe the secret report at all, and fought head-on with the Western Yuan Army? ”

After thousands of calculations, Ling Yuexi could not have imagined that things were far beyond her expectations.

"The ...... of the Prince"

Lan Qi staggered into the courtyard, Shi Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to help, wanting to ask, but he waved his hand and motioned for them to go out and guard.

Hearing Shi Yuan's voice, Ling Yuexi hurriedly walked over and opened the door.

Lan Qi's eyes were sad and haggard, and without looking at Ling Yuexi, she walked into the room from her side.

Ling Yuexi followed, poured a glass of water and handed it to Lan Qi.

Bang!

Lan Qi raised his hand and knocked down the water glass, staring at Ling Yuexi, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and the back of his hand on the table was violent.

Ling Yuexi was uneasy in her heart, her face was impassive, one hand was wrapped on the back of Lan Qi's hand, and she asked softly, "Is the loss very heavy?" ”

"Huh! Heavy? Ling Yuexi, didn't you say that the Red Xuan Army never killed prisoners? Do you know how they exterminate humanity? More than 10,000 soldiers who surrendered were brutally killed! There is no way to find the bones. ”

Lan Qi said, his voice choked, and he actually shed tears.

The secret order to surrender, but he personally granted it to the generals who led the team......

Ling Yuexi only felt that the sky was spinning, and she couldn't speak.

"Who is the general who leads the team?"

"Feng Zhuo!"

Lan Qi pulled out his hand and slammed it into the mahogany table.

"Feng Zhuo?"

Ling Yuexi muttered, thought for a long time, and finally showed a bitter smile. Suddenly knelt in front of Lan Qi.

"You, what are you doing here?"

Lan Qi was taken aback, and hurriedly helped Ling Yuexi up.

Ling Yuexi's eyes were sad, and she looked at Lan Qi's eyes, and said faintly: "Thousands of calculations, I missed people's hearts. Feng Zhuo resented Xiao Mojue, and by doing so, he ruined Xiao Mojue's prestige in the Celestial Empire. Lan Qi, I'm sorry ......"

Ling Yuexi turned her head and burst into tears.

No amount of 'sorry' will not bring back those innocent soldiers.

Lan Qi let out a long breath and helped Ling Yuexi sit down, but comforted Ling Yuexi.

"If the two armies were to go head-to-head, the casualties would be more than 10,000. War is always brutal, and you don't have to blame yourself. This calamity was caused by me, and naturally it will be brought to rest by me. Ling Yuexi, get ready, we will follow the plan tonight. ”

After speaking, Lan Qi smiled at Ling Yuexi and walked out of the country with a little loneliness.

The streets were deserted, all the shops were closed, and they all joined the ranks of the super-undead, silently mourning.

The autumn wind swept the long streets with fallen leaves, making Lan Qi's figure even more lonely.

His heart had never hurt like this moment, and for the first time, he was afraid to see the blood spill out of his body.

You kill me, I kill you, life after life, generation after generation, when will the grievances and grievances end?

He yearned for the world in Ling Yuexi's mouth even more.

"You give back my husband and son!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman who was being supported shouted, ran over, grabbed Lan Qi's clothes and shook them wildly, her eyes full of sadness piercing Lan Qi's face to face this dead face.

"Why do you want to fight? Why do you want to fight? ”

The crowd gathered one after another.

"Against foreign races, it is glorious for relatives to die on the battlefield, but why is it to start a war with the Celestial Empire this time? Northern Xinjiang has bathed in the emperor's grace for generations, and please give our people an explanation! ”

Lan Qi looked over, it was a bearded man in his fifties, and his face was very unfamiliar. Zhen Zhen had words, and his words hit everyone's hearts, and they echoed for a while, confronting Lan Qi.

Say what?

Lan Qi suddenly discovered that all the efforts he had made over the years and all the sins he had suffered were so ridiculous.

'Ling Yuexi was blown to pieces, so when I came here, if I am dead, I also have a chance to go to that world! ’

Thinking of this, Lan Qi took off his sword and threw it over, closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's Ben Hou's fault, Ben Hou is willing to apologize with death!" ”

"Ling Yueming, I'll kill you!"

The bearded man, who was still unfamiliar, flew up and picked up the sword on the ground and stabbed Ling Yueming's heart.

"Don't!"

The crowd cried out in shock.

At the moment when the sword body pierced Ling Yueming's body, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and when they saw it clearly, Lan Qi's figure was gone, and the bearded man's chest was opened, and his body gradually rotted from around the wound, emitting a foul smell.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts......"

The middle-aged woman who questioned Lan Qi was the closest to the corpse, and she only saw a flash of red light. At this moment, the fear in his heart could no longer be restrained, and he ran out of the crowd like crazy.

After a while, the street was quiet, except for a puddle of rancid blood, on which a few withered yellow leaves were stained.