The soldiers and horses of the two sides confronted each other, and the tense momentum made everyone's nerves tense tightly, and they were afraid that they would die on the spot in the next second if they didn't pay attention.

At this time, the Shadow Demon King stood up lightly and looked at Murong Yunfan. said in a low voice, "The old man and I Murong Han are already fair bets, and this is evidenced by the way of heaven and rules. Although Murong Han is dead, the mechanism of two wins in three games is indeed the loss of our demon clan... I don't want to disobey the oath I made, and I will give up half of the territory and resources of the demon clan. But if you insist on going your own way, then it can only be regarded as you humans tearing up the gambling contract, and then it will be no wonder that I will not obey it!"

As soon as the words came out, Murong Yunfan stayed where he was, not knowing how to react.

The pain of killing his brother was naturally chilling, but reason told him that what the Shadow Demon King said was the best ending for mankind.

Murong Han's death has become a fact. Although the Shadow Demon King was seriously injured, don't forget that Murong Yunfan also experienced a brutal battle, and his consumption was not low. And the soldiers and horses of the two sides, the number of humans and demons is comparable, and the lineup of the strong is also about the same.

If it does collide, I am afraid that the final victory or defeat is still unknown, but one thing is certain, that is, it must be another large-scale loss.

"Master Hou... Don't listen to her demagoguery, we must avenge the king!" Sima Lie hurriedly said to stop.

It's just that Murong Yunfan has made up his mind, glanced at the Shadow Demon King, and said in a cold voice, "Okay, I will retreat today and not pursue your demon clan, but don't forget to honor the bet on the bet... The coming day is long, and today's revenge will be avenged by him every day!"

"Master Hou!"

Sima Lie wanted to say something more, but was directly interrupted by Murong Yunfan, only to hear Murong Yunfan say sharply, "Take the king's body, take all the troops, and retreat to the border line!"

With a strong sense of unwillingness, Sima Lie still obeyed Murong Yunfan's order and retreated backwards with the human race. Looking at those figures who retreated quickly, Murong Yunfan said coldly, "I have released my sincerity, hehe... As for the rest, you can do it yourself!"

As the words fell, Murong Yunfan made a mistake and also rushed towards the retreating army.

Behind him, only the voice of the Chaos Demon King came, "The whole army retreats and helps the people of the border line move quickly inward... Half of the boundary pillar was relocated, and all resources in the relocated area were not moved. ”

These decisions are naturally fulfilling the bet between her and Murong Han, and with her status in the demon clan, there will not be the slightest sound of doubt at all.

Seeing that the demon clan also retreated one after another, Murong Yunfan was also relieved in his heart, maybe this scene is what Murong Han wants to see now, right? After hearing about the content of the gambling fight from the Shadow Demon King, Murong Yunfan could probably guess Murong Han's plan.

The confrontation between the two armies, regardless of victory or defeat, is a misery after all, so he chose to gamble. At that time, Murong Yunfan also did not lose his mind, if he started a war now, then the previous gambling would be meaningless, and Murong Han would also die in vain.

Appearing in the human army, Sima Lie said with some anger, "Master Hou, how can you choose to retreat at this time!"

"Otherwise, what else is going to do?, will you fight with them and break the net?" Murong Yunfan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he said sharply, "Do you think that the spirit of the imperial brother in the sky wants to see so many losses from our soldiers? Not to mention that the bet has not been fulfilled yet, and now that the war starts, aren't the previous sacrifices all in vain?"

Sima Lie was speechless for a while, but he still stubbornly defended, "But the king's revenge, we can't help but revenge!"

"Report, naturally I have to report it, I am more heartbroken than any of you for the death of the imperial brother!" Murong Yunfan said in a low voice, "As long as the demon clan gives us half of the territory and resources, our army can quickly recover... When the vitality of the demon clan is greatly damaged, it is the best time for us to counterattack!"

"Yes!" Sima Lie finally relented and said in a low voice.

A hint of tiredness flashed in Murong Yunfan's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Starting tomorrow, we will arrange for the soldiers stationed in Xinjiang to take over the territory and resources of the demon clan... Now, let the two armies stand by here, and all the generals will rush back to the imperial capital to plan for this final counterattack!"

"Yes!" Sima Lie nodded respectfully and said firmly.

Murong Yunfan seemed to have thought of something, and then hurriedly said, "That's right, send someone to ring this big mourning bell across the country, so that the Sword Palm Marquis can be prepared!"

As the words fell, the figure of the army retreated into the distance, and the northwest battlefield subsided. It's just that who wins and who loses, but no one says clearly, but after this battle, there is finally a trace of calm, the calm before the storm.

On the southeast battlefield, Lan Jiu and the others sat in the big tent, with a hint of joy on their faces.

"Lord Lanhou, this time we can be regarded as a complete victory, the demon clan army has lost eight or nine times out of ten, and it has already been defeated. It seems that the class teacher will be able to return to the court soon!" Li Xiaofeng asked with concern, "I just don't know, why does Marquis Lan still have a trace of distraught on your face?"

Lan Jiu smiled awkwardly, and said helplessly, "I'm worried about the Northwest Battlefield, did this Murong Marquis rush over? I don't know what happened to him and Wangshang!"

Just as the words fell, coincidentally, a violent bell rang from the sky. Everyone was overjoyed at first, thinking that it was the triumphal sound of the First and Second Legions. But in the end, the bell rang thirteen times, and everyone heard it, and this was the sound of the empire's mourning.

A teacup that Lan Jiu was holding in his hand also slipped to the ground, the teacup shattered, and there was not a drop of tea left in the cup.

The first to react was Li Yixiang, only to hear him ask with a frightened face, "This... This is the sound of mourning, and there are only three people in the entire empire who can be used for this kind of mourning... Ying Ying followed us, then only Murong Hou Ye and... Your Majesty..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Ying's delicate body passed out directly to the ground, completely unconscious.

On Lan Jiu's forehead, a trace of cold sweat also oozed from him, and he said in a low voice, "General Li... Quick, hurry up and inform the whole army. Just retreat to the border line, stabilize the border, and you will stay and garrison with General Yipin! A few of us will return to the imperial capital first, and after figuring out what is going on, we will make a decision!"

"Yes!" Li Xiaofeng hurriedly said, as this is the case, he naturally knows the economy of the situation.

When the words fell, Lan Jiu and the others nodded to each other, and then with a wrong step, they swooped directly into the sky with the unconscious Murong Ying. The speed was so fast that compared to the speed at which Murong Yunfan left, he didn't even give up a bit. The sound of mourning seemed to be still lingering in their ears, making several people completely unable to calm down.

In the imperial capital, they galloped all the way, and in less than an hour, Lan Jiu and the others rushed back.

But at this time, the imperial capital was already white, which was the color of linen and filial piety. Without hesitation, Lan Jiu's body fell down and landed directly in the palace.

Such a big movement naturally aroused the attention of the forbidden army, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of forbidden soldiers directly surrounded them. Lan Jiu's palm was raised, and Wang Jian appeared directly on the palm, Lan Jiu said sharply, "I am the Sword Palm Marquis, take me to see the king!"

Seeing Wang Jian, the forbidden troops around him knelt on the ground, and the leading forbidden army choked up and said, "The king... He's gone!"

"Boom!"

Like a thunderclap, it exploded in the brains of several people, and Lan Jiu almost stumbled down. barely stabilized his body, and said sharply, "You said that the king is dead, what about Murong Houye? Where is Murong Houye, take us to see him!"

The most embarrassed thing was Murong Ying, who had just woken up from a coma, and she was already weak. This is another stimulation, if it weren't for Xi Tianming's support, I'm afraid she would faint again.

The soldier nodded, and also knew that Lan Jiu was anxious, so he hurriedly led Lan Jiu and the others towards the deep palace.

Gently pushing open the door, this was originally Murong Han's bedroom, but it was unusually deserted at the moment. Those white decorations, dotted and threaded together, look extremely dazzling. But what is unacceptable is that in the center of this dormitory, there is a delicate crystal coffin.

Murong Yunfan was sitting next to this crystal coffin, and when he saw Lan Jiu and the others coming, he didn't make the slightest move.

Murong Ying's footsteps probed, and he came directly to Murong Yunfan's side, and asked anxiously, "Uncle... What about me, my father?"

Murong Yunfan smiled bitterly, froze in place, and then lightly pointed his finger at the crystal coffin. He whispered, "Your father, oh yes, my imperial brother, isn't it right here! By the way, a few of you have finally returned, how is the situation on the southeast battlefield?"

Looking at Murong Yunfan's appearance, Lan Jiu suddenly felt extremely distressed, this was the Marquis of Murong who had always been a teacher and friend to him.

Kneeling on one knee, Lan Jiu reported in a low voice, "In the southeast battlefield, the human race has achieved a great victory, and the demon clan has lost eight or nine times out of ten... I'll have the army stationed there, and as long as the remaining demon clan dares to make a move, we will immediately annihilate all of them!"

"Okay, well done!" Murong Yunfan praised, and then whispered, "With you in this empire, I feel much more at ease!"

This sentence sounds particularly weird. Lan Jiu hurriedly asked, "Master Hou, I don't know what happened in the Northwest Battlefield? Didn't you rush there at that time, and what happened later? The rumors I heard were clearly a great victory for mankind, but how could the king end up like this?"

Murong Yunfan nodded and said in a low voice, "Yes, we won, but the price is a little too heavy!"

As he spoke, Murong Yunfan slowly stood up from his chair, and a trace of stars flashed in his ink-like eyes. Then with a wave of his sleeves, he slowly told everyone what happened after he left, from the sudden appearance of the Phosphorus Ye Demon King, to Murong Han's gambling and ending, word for word.