Chapter Seventy-Four: The Massacre of the City
However, in more than a month, the army of Lang broke through the gate of Beirong City.
The Praetorian Guards guarding the palace were like a swarm of ants with nowhere to escape compared to the army outside.
The Praetorian Guards retreated from the palace gate to the court, and where they passed, a patch of blood was spilled.
Xiao Yan stepped on the corpses and blood all over the ground in a burst of collisions, and walked into the hall step by step.
He ascended the long and tall steps in front of the hall, and the railings and steps were carved with dragon totems, each scale lifelike and shining in the sunlight.
Xiao Yan climbed the steps step by step, and as the blood on his sword dripped down on those dragon patterns, it became even more enchanting.
The northern werewolf drove the snow wolf to rush towards him one after another, Xiao Yan clenched the hilt of his sword and opened a killing ring, and the bloody corpses under his feet were piled up one after another.
In the end, Xiao Yan cut the throat of the snow wolf in front of the northern werewolf, cut its heart, and dyed its white hair all over the body into blood red.
No one dares to stand in his way, and no one can stop him.
"Xiao Yan! If you don't quit, I'll kill her!" Wan Yanyu held Shu Wan hostage and stood on the top of the high city tower, with several soldiers beside her, Xu Ruojiao stood behind Wan Yanyu, trembling with fright.
Xiao Yan's footsteps paused, the black robe was like ink, cold and deep.
At the top of the city wall, Shu Wan's back was straight, and there was no trace of fear on her face, just like back then, Shu Lie knelt on the execution ground, looking like her.
She lowered her head and looked at Xiao Yan, who was also looking up at her under the city wall.
Looking at each other, a beautiful smile appeared on her face.
At this moment, her heart is extremely happy, because her husband is the only god of war in this world, even if at this moment he is only for the people of Langguo, not for her, but what does it matter, after all, the family and the country hate it, and today he avenged her.
"Xiao Yan, if you dare to take a step forward, I will kill this slut!" Xu Ruojiao looked at Xiao Yan, who was already red-eyed, and was terrified.
She knew that this guy was used to being cold-blooded, and she would definitely slaughter the city if she broke through the city wall today, and now she was the princess of Beirong, she was a native of Beirong, and she was afraid that Xiao Yan would kill her together.
"If you want to kill, you will kill, why bother talking nonsense." Xiao Yan hooked his lips and smiled, raising his eyebrows to look at her, his face was full of unruliness and carelessness.
Just like at the beginning, the Northern Wolf King held her hostage, and he was so ruthless.
But Shu Wan knew that this time he really didn't care about her life or death.
"This king has said, either be my man or be my enemy! If you choose the latter, you should bear the consequences! In his deep eyes, there was a cold and bone-chilling aura, and there was no trace of complicated feelings, only the murderous intent stained red by blood, which kept churning in his eyes.
Shu Wan smiled faintly, and met his deep eyes, even in the middle of summer, it still made people feel that it should appear in the cold winter night, cold and distant, and there was nothing inside.
As cold-blooded as she was when she first met.
Now she is just a woman who betrayed him to him, and what does life and death have to do with him.
She twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled faintly: "I said a long time ago that he won't save me, and you use me to contain him, but it's just a waste of work." ”
Wan Yanyu trembled, trembling with fear from such evil eyes, her hand couldn't help shaking, and the sharp blade cut through Shu Wan's neck.
Thin streaks of blood oozed down the wound, and it was a dazzling red.
"Shut up! I don't believe it, I don't believe he doesn't care about you at all. Xu Ruojiao was very frightened, and stretched her neck to look downstairs in the city.
The black pressure below is full of the army of Langguo, and the entire city tower is tightly surrounded.
"Xiao Yan!" Xu Ruojiao shouted: "You can see clearly, this is your princess, do you really care?" ”
Wan Yan Yu pretended to be calm and said, "As long as you withdraw from the army, we will return this woman to you, how about it?" ”
The cold wind howled, raising the hem of her thin skirt, and her hair flew flying, and she stood in the afterglow, as if she was about to ride the wind back in the next moment.
Xiao Yan looked up at the figure again, and there was still no trace of ups and downs in his eyes.