In the border battle, the South Wind Country lost 237,000 soldiers, but Cangyun's most elite border army was also lost, although the number of people lost more than Nan Qianqiu expected, but it was also worth it, there are still hundreds of thousands of troops in the rear of the South Wind Country are still being mobilized, and it is estimated that it will not take long to arrive in Cangyun to replenish it.

The news of An Shangwu's death spread to Cangyun, for a time the whole country grieved, millions of people spontaneously went to the street to pay tribute to the martyrs, An Junde spent three whole days, did not eat or drink, and washed his face with tears every day, now, An Junde's face was yellow and haggard, two tear stains were very clear, he knelt on the ground and stroked the portrait of An Shangwu when he was young, thinking about it day and night.

The loss of his son in his later years added new injuries to An Junde, who was already old and had just recovered from a serious illness, this old man worked hard for the country all his life, and now he is ......

The doors and windows of the house were closed, and outside the door were the housekeepers and temple people who were in a hurry, An Junde looked at the portrait and cried sadly:

"Son...... Father is proud of you...... But...... Do you know? I miss you for my father...... Son......"

At this time, there was a sound of grief in front of the house, An Junde opened the door in a hurry and went straight to the door of the house, kneeling in front of the door, there were thousands of soldiers who cried bitterly.

An Junde straightened his somewhat hunched waist and looked excitedly at the mourning hall where An Shangwu's portrait was placed, pointed to the soldiers in front of the door and shouted, "Son! Did you see that! May you be blessed by the Spirit of Heaven and make my clouds the burial place of all invaders! Expel the south wind! Give me back the rivers and mountains! ”

The soldiers raised their fists and shouted slogans vigorously.

Expel the south wind! Give me back the rivers and mountains!

Expel the south wind! Give me back the rivers and mountains!

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Now that the border has fallen, there is no longer any official army in Beiyong County, and there are only a few bandits, and most of them are also on both sides of the wall, and there is no hope at all.

The people sent by Yan Changqing to Zhennan County and Anxi County came back respectively to report that the two princes had begun to recruit troops on a large scale, and they would immediately rush to the battlefield when the soldiers were fully prepared.

Now the army that Yan Changqing can mobilize is scattered in the cities of the central district, and the number is 400,000, but it will take time to assemble, although he is the crown prince, but he has no right to mobilize the forbidden army.

At this time of crisis, Yan Jiuchen wore armor and led an army of 100,000 to the palace to bid farewell to Yan Changqing, and these 100,000 people had all received training from the forbidden army, and their combat effectiveness was still relatively strong.

"Yan Jiuchen has seen the second brother."

Yan Changqing hurriedly left his seat and stepped forward to help him up.

"Ninth brother, please get up quickly, great, this palace is worried that there is no one available in your hands, ninth brother, you are really a charcoal in the snow! Come, give a seat. ”

Yan Jiuchen sat down slowly, and the prince returned to the table and said, "Is the ninth brother in good health?" ”

Yan Jiuchen replied: "Back to the second brother, his body is fine, and he can lead the army to fight." ”

"Good! Then please ask the ninth brother to set off as soon as possible, Beiyong County will not last long. ”

Yan Jiuchen stood up and hugged his fists and said: "Don't worry, the prince can rest assured, Xue Wu has ordered Ye Gucheng to lead 80,000 troops to the north, and Jiuchen will join Ye Gucheng to defend against foreign enemies." ”

"Please also ask the second brother to take care of his father, and if the nine ministers encounter misfortune, please don't grieve." With that, Yan Jiuchen turned around and left.

He rode on the war horse, looked back at the palace where Yan Qingyun was recuperating, and whipped it violently, the war horse ran in pain, and the city gate was closed.

The border was broken, Nan Qianqiu drove straight to Beiyongcheng, but what was waiting for him was an empty city, after a day of rest, on the second day, the army went south along the river and had arrived at Yangjia Town, and what was waiting for him here was the rebel army that had already been ambushed!

Xiao Liu panted and ran to Yang Tianqing's side and said, "Uncle Tianqing, the South Wind army has reached thirty miles outside Yangjia Town. ”

"Inform everyone, get ready for battle!" After that, Yang Tianqing put on his homemade armor and walked out of the door.

When the border was broken a few days ago, Yang Tianqing had already scolded the king of Beiyong tens of thousands of times in his heart, but he still did not understand his hatred, these days he traveled to various villages and cities to persuade young and strong men to resist the south wind country together, and the hard work paid off, and more than 80,000 people were gathered in just a few days, although the equipment level was uneven, there were harpoons, hoes, sledgehammers, and even kitchen knives.

But he finally managed to gather a force and could confront the Nanfeng army.

But how does the ragtag army stand up to the regular army? Not to mention the southerly army!

The battle of Yangjiazhen lasted for two days and two nights, and finally ended with Yang Tianqing's defeat, when the 80,000 rebels retreated, there were less than 30,000 left, and Nanfeng lost only more than 10,000, this is because they have traitors! Although he was killed by Yang Tianqing, it was too late after all, but fortunately, the encirclement of the south wind had not yet been fully formed, so he rushed out desperately.

The people who lost the battle were all depressed and listless when they walked on the road, and Xiao Liu said: "Uncle Tianqing, where are we going now?" ”

Yang Tianqing looked at the sky and sighed: "Further south is Beishui City, where we can't stay, we have to go south to Beining City, where to the east we can cross the forest border and enter the Dongliang barbarians, to the north we can threaten their rear, now we can only wait for the royal army." ”

Yan Jiuchen Xue Wu was in the middle of Huai City, and the 180,000 troops marched together and pointed to Beiyong County.

In the carriage, Yan Jiuchen studied the map on the table.

"According to the news, Nan Qianqiu has broken through Yangjia Town and entered Beishui City, where the three rivers run through the whole city, which is easy to attack and difficult to defend, I think we should give up Beishui and deploy our troops in Yuanning Lake, Beichuan, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the area of Guangyun Lake in Beining."

Xue Wu said: "Yes, on the north side of Yuanning Lake, there are 50,000 people of General Zhong's Third Corps in Beicheng, and 30,000 people in Beiqing City garrisoned by General Zhao's Fifth Corps behind the Emperor Jue Mountain Range, we only need to defend this area in the north of Tianzhong City, as long as we can resist here for three months, the two uncles will definitely be able to lead the army to come to help, and then we can fully counterattack and make Beiyong County a place where their 800,000 troops are buried!" ”

After hearing this, Yan Jiuchen nodded and said, "Order!" Collect all the civilian boats around the two lakes to prevent the southerly bandits from attacking from the waterway, and build strongholds on the commanding heights of the above places. ”

In this nine-thousand-mile front from the northernmost Beiqing, Chongyuan, Beicheng, Yuanning Lake, Beichuan, Beining, Guangyun Lake and Beixincheng, the construction of fortifications began.

And on the eve of the war, news came from Tianzhong City that Yan Qingyun, the seventy-ninth emperor of Cangyun who had reigned for forty-three years, died, and on the same day, An Junde missed An Shangwu too much, and was extremely sad, and died on the same day......

On this day, the two giant pillars that supported Cangyun Kingdom collapsed overnight!

The next day, the temple people read out the will, but this content made Yan Changqing's heart cold for most of it.

Fengtian carrier, the first emperor called, the third prince Yan Fushan diligent, conscientious, day and night for the people to share the worries, on the other hand, Yan Changqing, although for me to share the worries, but small belly chicken intestines, after all, it is difficult to become a big tool, I deeply regret, special Ge to the position of the prince, the third prince Yan Fushan for my successor, choose the day to ascend the throne.

As soon as this call came out, it immediately caused an uproar, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were all opposed, can they not know what Yan Fushan is?

But Liu Dapan, the captain of the Imperial City Guards, jumped out to express his allegiance as soon as possible, and led the guards to detain hundreds of officials above the court to force them to be loyal, but Yan Xie calculated everything, but it was not worth a stroke!

Before Yan Qingyun died, he handed over the tiger talisman that controlled the forbidden army to Yan Changqing, and under the protection of the 130,000 forbidden army, Yan Changqing was able to walk out of the palace safely, and from this moment on, the royal family of Cangyun Kingdom was divided into four major factions.

They are the Yan Fushan faction, the Xue Wu Yan Jiuchen faction, and the Zhennan King and Anxi Jun factions, and now the entire Cangyun Kingdom can be said to have been divided.

Yan Xuewu heard that Yan Qingyun had died, and rushed back from the front line overnight crying just to see Yan Qingyun's remains.

On the day when all the forbidden troops withdrew, when Yan Fushan held a banquet, the shadow guard quietly took over the palace, Yan Fushan was drunk, and Yan Xie finally found out the whereabouts of the inheritance spirit jade from his mouth! And the location!

What followed was the Shadow Guard's killing spree! For a time, the palace was filled with endless despair and darkness!

After killing all the guards, the shadow guard kept walking towards Yan Fushan with his knife, Yan Fushan shivered and hid behind Yan Xie, fear filled every corner of his heart, now Yan Xie was the only person he could trust, but Yan Xie was smiling, and there was no fear in his eyes.

Yan Fushan shouted in a trembling voice:

"Two dogs...... Fast! You're going to kill them! ”

Yan Xie was unmoved, until all the shadow guards knelt in front of him and shouted in unison, "See the young master." ”

At this time, Yan Xie spoke, but before that, he had already turned around and kicked Yan Fushan away, and wiped his shoes and clothes that had been touched by him in disgust.

He looked at Yan Fushan with a sneering expression and said, "Brother Wang, don't come to harm, now we should not see each other for more than twenty years." ”

This kick can be said to have kicked Yan Fushan awake, and he trembled all over his body and crawled to the corner of the wall and asked, "...... Two Dog ...... No! Who are you! ”

Yan Xie walked up to Yan Fushan with a knife, and picked his chin with the tip of the knife and mocked: "Brother Wang, don't you remember me?" You are really a noble person, didn't you like to bully me the most when you were a child? And said I was a slut. ”

Yan Fushan suddenly remembered his childhood memories! Pointing at Yan Xie and screaming, "Yan Xie! You are Yan Evil! Yan Qingping, the son of Yan Qingping, the king of Beiyong! ”

Yan Xie applauded lightly and laughed.

"Hehe, Brother Wang, you finally remembered that I was a slut, that's right! I am Yan Xie, and I am also the slut in your mouth. ”

Yan Fushan climbed to Yan Xie's feet full of fear, hugged his legs and began to cry: "Brother Wang! It's all the king's fault, oh no! I'm a slut who doesn't understand! You can let me go today with kindness and let me fart......"

Yan Xie kicked him away.

"Begging for mercy? Now know that you are begging for mercy? Hahahaha! Yanfu Mountain! You have no use for this king! Where is the Shadow Guard! ”

"Young master!"

Yan Xie said indifferently: "Cut off its limbs, cut off its eyes, nose, mouth and tongue!" Throw into the pigsty! ”

"Yes!"

Yan Fushan was dragged down by two shadow guards in fright, and where he was lying just now, there was a small watery pool, exuding a fishy smell.