"Kill." Someone roared wildly, holding a bright red flag, and went towards them, and when everyone heard this, they followed Yuguan into the imperial capital.

People are still sleeping, they can't imagine that there will be a sneak attack tonight, and according to the tip of their flying pigeon book, they should sneak attack Yan Difeng's military camp in three days, who expected, things will change.

Hearing the earth-shattering roar outside, everyone woke up like a dream, and the ghost king immediately sorted out his troops and horses and came to meet the enemy, but in the middle of the night, everything was not as smooth as before, so the ghost king took the army to face to face with Emperor Yan.

It can be imagined how hasty the army behind the ghost king is, how tired and the six gods have no master.

"Unexpectedly, you're moving pretty fast." The ghost king rode on horseback, and the hand holding the reins of the horse trembled slightly, and his heart beat very fast, like a drum.

In the other hand, he held a long knife, waving the long knife and hunting, and on this cold spring night, a breeze blew, ruffling the hair of the ghost king, and his hair looked like an open flag.

You look at me, I look at you.

"This king is here, I can't think of it, I'll give you a gift." Emperor Yan sneered, threw out a brocade box on the horse's back, and as soon as the ghost king grasped it, he opened the box suspiciously, as if he saw the human head in the box.

"You...... You killed him? He couldn't have imagined that the undercover agent who contacted him had become like this? He lowered his eyes, looked at everything in the box that was blood-red, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Betraying this king, this king has done his best to divide the five horses, and now, we have arrived here, whether in terms of strength or combat effectiveness, we are much more powerful than you, I hope you can surrender, in this way, we are all good."

"Lone will not surrender, even if Lone fights to the point of a soldier, before the last person falls, he will fight with you to the end."

"Okay, what a tough guy." Emperor Yan smiled coldly, the two armies fought together, and the shouts shook the sky.

What about him, holding a long knife and fighting with the person in front of him, this ghost king is a well-trained person, pointing to the east and west, and the guide to fight the north, very powerful, the two fought for fifteen rounds.

The softer does not distinguish between winners and losers.

"I see that you are also a well-known man, now, as long as you surrender, not only will we not embarrass you, but we will also bless you in the future, please understand." Emperor Yan Feng looked at the Ghost King, hoping that the Ghost King would understand what he meant.

They are not an invasion, but a deterrent, they have no intention of killing the ghost side, he hopes to exchange mercy for the trust of the ghost king, and hopes to take down the ghost king without blood. The battle between the two armies was too fierce, and Emperor Yan didn't want to see so many bones by the Wuding River.

But his good intentions were obviously not understood by the ghost king, and the ghost king laughed strangely. "As long as there is one soldier and one soldier, we are all enemies, don't be delusional, if you want me to surrender to you, and ask me to be a vassal state of your Yanling Country, it is not completely possible."

In his eyes, the light was very cold, and then, the sharp big knife had been waved, and the rabbit was raised, in front of everyone, like a white light, everyone couldn't see it completely clearly, and they could only see two figures, one black and one white, swept together.

Follow the separation, follow the integration.

He was already covered in bruises, but there was no possibility of retreating, and Emperor Yan's wounds were not necessarily less than those of the Ghost King, and the Ghost King and Emperor Yan were evenly matched.

As for their army, Emperor Yan had a relatively large number of people, and secondly, it was a surprise attack, and they didn't give them a chance to react at all, so in terms of the current situation, they had an overwhelming advantage, and there were countless casualties on the ground.

The killing was still going on, and the blood here made the ground sticky, and the blood was blown by the wind, and there was a foul smell everywhere.

With a "bang", Emperor Yan's long knife fell on the person's shoulder blade, the ghost king snorted, but there was not much pain in his eyes, and the unruly black eyes still looked at Emperor Yan indifferently.

"Surrender, this king promises you, and he will not do anything to you." Yan Difeng couldn't bear to kill him with his own hands, such a person made Yan Difeng feel sorry for him.

After all, for many years of fighting in the south and the north, he has never really encountered such an evenly matched opponent, and this opponent made Emperor Yan Feng awe-inspired, and even had compassion.

Thinking about it again, it would be nice if the ghost king could be used by him, but in terms of the character of the ghost king, he would probably rather die than have anything to do with himself.

He was willing to accept this rebel, which was the greatest benefit he could give.

The Ghost King smiled coldly—"You might as well simply kill me, it might be better for me." ”

"Why do I want to kill you, you have been ruling this place for many years, this time, you are the royal commander, the people in your country must respect you, I just want to subdue you, you still don't understand!"

After Emperor Yan finished speaking, he raised the long knife.

"Go on."

"Ha, that's nice." The two continued to fight, but now, the Ghost King's combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced, and he has not yet made peace, and he has let Emperor Yan be subdued, but Emperor Yan has let go of the Ghost King again and again, and the Ghost King has never meant him to surrender.

Before dawn was coming, the magnificent rose-red color in the east burned little by little, and Emperor Yan's long knife slashed off the head of the ghost king.

"I'm sorry, war is cruel after all, the winner is king, the loser is the villain, since you can't be used by me, so, I'm sorry." Emperor Yan got down from the horse, raised the head of the ghost king high, went up to the city tower, and respectfully placed it in a place where everyone could see it.

Shi Shenshu, who was released, held a banner as thick as an arm in his hand, and waved it vigorously, the so-called thief captures the king first, and everyone sees that the head of the ghost king is hanging, so they can only sit.

After dawn, the ghost side became a vassal of the country of Yanling, the streets were full of dead bodies, and the residents knew what happened last night, and when they got up in the morning, they were afraid to see this.

Soon, the ghost side became the territory of the country of Yanling, and it was inevitable to change customs, and everyone could only accept it, but there was no possibility of resistance at all.

Emperor Yan sealed one after another, and the momentum was like a bamboo.

First destroyed the earth, then agreed with the Shuo side, and then destroyed the ghost side, the last party of this battle was the Qiang side, they were resting on the ghost side, and Emperor Yan Feng took the time to let Wen Ziyu send the good news to the imperial capital.

Dijing, the country of words.

In the early spring weather, Yan Lingguo is not very cold, the charcoal in the house gradually decreases as the weather heats up, Yan Xuanfeng has taken off the fox fur, and now, he is wearing a deep coat, which is a dark clothes, although there is no exaggerated totem embroidery on the clothes, but it looks good in texture and is very imperial.

Emperor Yan lowered his eyes, and while he was reviewing the recital, the guards outside came in and sent the good news to Yan Xuanfeng with trembling hands, this victory was something that even Yan Xuanfeng couldn't imagine.

After all, Emperor Yan's good news was so fast and so frequent that it flew into the imperial capital like snowflakes, and he held the good news, and he was also the same as this eunuch, his eyebrows were dancing and he was beaming.

"The good news is frequent, and it really lives up to the mission, good, good, good." Yan Xuanfeng nodded, put the cinnabar pen next to him in the inkstone, finished the ink, and wrote on the paper, which is naturally a backer and a reward.

"Grandpa Gao, reward the prince, immediately!"