Chapter 160: The Prince, He Has a Wolf (12) [Reward for Sariel]
I don't know how long later, a faintly excited voice came from the city gate.
"It's coming! Here it comes! ”
The crowd suddenly became agitated, and they stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks, their eyes looking in the direction of the city gate.
Gradually, people saw the people at the front.
Yu Wenyuan was dressed in a black armor cloak, his face was cold, he was handsome, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, his posture was as tall as a pine, his momentum was cold, he held the reins in one hand and a snow ball in the other, and rode a high-headed horse with a noble temperament and walked in front.
And Su Jinzhu and Guan Kui followed Yu Wenyuan's sides with one article and one force.
Among the people in the middle of the road, there are inevitably young ladies of the family who came out to peek and little girls who have not come out of the pavilion, seeing that the prince of war, who is known as the "God of War for Protecting the Country", is so handsome and handsome, and he can't help but fall in love, and many girls take a look at it, and immediately blushed their cheeks.
The long procession walked mightily past, and the people naturally saw the captured dog Rong royal family, and they were angry when they saw it.
How many border people have been murdered by them?
How many soldiers died on the battlefield because of them?
How many mothers have lost their sons because of this?
How many wives have lost their husbands?
……
At this moment, their eyes were full of anger, their mouths were scolding, they looked at them viciously, and everything they could throw was smashed fiercely.
The soldiers hurriedly stopped the excited people and prevented them from approaching, these royal families were still useful and could not be killed!
Despite the soldiers' stopping, the captured Inujon royal clan was covered with rotten leaves and disgusting rotten eggs, and several of them were hit on the head by small rocks and bleeding.
Despite this, they did not dare to resist, and each of them dragged forward with their heads bowed with their heads in tow.
At the end of the marching procession, followed by a dilapidated horse-drawn cart, two bodies dressed in black were lying, and the people immediately talked about it.
They were ordinary-looking, not aliens, and dressed in black, who looked like assassins.
In short, if you treat it like this, it must be a person who is not good for the prince, and it will definitely be unpleasant to look at if it is not good for the god of war, the people thought like this, and a few people threw ugly eggs on it.
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On the dragon stairs of the court.
Emperor Su Jing led hundreds of civil and military officials to wait for a long time.
"Newspaper—"
A pioneer on horseback came to the emperor, dismounted, knelt on the ground and said: "Qi Qi Sheng, the war prince has arrived." ”
Emperor Sujing Yuwen Su was dressed in a dragon robe, wearing a crown on his head, and the momentum of the Son of Heaven was fully displayed, probably because of his age, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were very obvious, but his eyes were not cloudy at all, on the contrary, they were sharp, which showed that his mental state was very good.
Hearing the soldier's return, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand at the moment, "Xuan!" ”
Immediately afterwards, the eunuch suppressed his thin voice and shouted, "The king of war has come to see you—"
The decree was transmitted layer by layer.
Immediately afterwards, the tall and grim man rode a tall war horse, came to the dragon steps, dismounted, walked quickly to Emperor Su Jing, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "The son of the emperor saw his father, and the son of the minister was ordered to fight in the west, and now he has captured the dog Rong royal family." Next, please ask your father to decide! ”
Emperor Su Jing patted his son's shoulder, and the dragon's heart was happy, "Hahahahaha!" My son is brave, invincible, invincible, protecting my dragon scale people, raising my dragon scale national prestige, I am very comforted. Get up! ”
Yu Wenyuan bowed his head and arched his hand, "Thank you, Father!" ”
"Third brother, you are so powerful!"
A childish voice came with a tone of adoration.