Knowing the sea, the Peacock's Tears continued to release the origin, turning into the soft qi of the Nine Heavens Firmament, quickly repairing Jiang Chen's body.

Call~

Suck~

With the gradual shrinkage of the peacock's tears, Jiang Chen slowly breathed more than 100 times, only to feel that the injuries around his body had begun to heal and gradually recovered.

The boiling blood in the body also became more and more stable, and the wisps of blood qi turned into a torrent, running in the limbs and hundreds of bones.

This kind of recovery speed also made Zhang Baisui smack:

"Is this also the ability given by His Excellency the Pearl Peacock, with just a dead Mao God, can he really have such ability?"

Jiang Chen stood up, dozens of wounds on his body surface, all of which had quickly formed scars, and smiled:

"Old Tun Chief, I have recovered most of my life, and I am ready to enter the city and chop off the head of King Loulan!?"

Zhang Baisui was speechless, speechless for a while, and said in his heart:

"Isn't this what the old man just said?"

Heaven is a good reincarnation, who is spared by the sky, in just a hundred breaths, this sentence has become a boomerang, and it hits back to himself.

What's even more hateful is that he frequently stimulates the immortal sword intent, and he needs to cultivate for at least a few hours before he can have the strength to fight.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, took the initiative to reach out and pressed Zhang Baisui's shoulder, conveying a little bit of the softness of the Nine Heavens Firmament, and said respectfully:

"You are old, just be an ordinary old Qingzhou fighter~"

"Damn Stinky Boy......"

Zhang Baisui enjoyed the nourishment of the soft qi of the Nine Heavens Firmament, his body was extremely comfortable, but he was depressed in his heart, and he was completely powerless to refute.

Not much.

Both have recovered.

Although the three thousand Qingzhou foot soldiers are still in a state of kidney deficiency and yang qi is empty, it is like being hollowed out by a female ghost in the middle of the night, but the qi and blood in the body have gradually recovered, and they have the strength to fight.

You're all set!

Jiang Chen turned over and rode on the old green ox, and said with an awe-inspiring expression:

"Enter the national capital!"

"Yes, General!"

The three thousand Qingzhou soldiers roared in unison, followed Jiang Chen, and strode towards the huge capital.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes.

The city wall of the national capital is as high as 24 zhang, towering and heavy, towering like a mountain.

Within the scope of the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, it can definitely be regarded as a first-class existence.

Therefore, if you want to attack the city in a normal way, the Qingzhou army will definitely suffer heavy losses.

But when all the dust fell, the eight generals of Loulan died to death and escaped, and the four thousand Loulan infantry soldiers were also defeated by the Cheng system, and the guards on the city wall were only 500 people.

The walls were dead and didn't have much ability to fight back.

It seems to be heavy, but if it is unguarded and guarded, it only needs a rope, and even if it is a young man who has never been extraordinary, he can easily climb to the top.

】

On the towering city wall, many guards trembled in fear, holding their blades and swords, but they did not dare to make any movement.

Jiang Chen sneered, held the tiger spirit, and calmly used a fierce knife technique, and the illusion of the tiger swept over the heads of hundreds of guards.

"Ahh

One of the guards dropped his weapon, turned and fled, while the rest of the guards were also full of fear, throwing off their armor and running in all directions.

Jiang Chen's expression was clear, and his words were concise:

"Into town."

Three thousand Qingzhou soldiers responded one after another, Feng Lebin, Xiao Wu, and Gongsun Hu also led the rest of the Qingzhou fighters, and they broke out the belief of the fighters together, and their strength increased greatly, and then they fought hard to slash dozens of times, and finally cracked the city gate open, which also saved Jiang Chen's strength.

"Run!"

When the guards at the city gate saw that the general situation had gone, they no longer guarded it, and fled one after another.

At this moment, with the escape of the last dozens of guards, it means that the capital of Loulan has officially fallen into the hands of the Qingzhou army.

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked inward along the city gate from afar.

Inside the city gates.

Streets and lanes.

Faced with the fact that "the country has perished", many people are hiding in low houses, despairing, grieving, and even crying.

There are also dozens of local businessmen and Hu businessmen who are more daring, taking the initiative to walk out of the door, with a smile written on their faces, as if welcoming a new life.

They filled pots with wine and bamboo baskets with all kinds of delicacies and came to greet the king.

Jiang Chen observed all this coldly with his leisurely eyes, the good and the bad, all in his eyes, but he didn't make any judgments, just looked at them equally.

When Shang Jia approached, indicating that there was important military information, Jiang Chen also looked surprised.

He is no longer the original "100 independent generals of the people", there is no need to negotiate with these ordinary businessmen, and with a wave of his hand, some Qingzhou soldiers came forward to inquire.

Soon.

A pot-bellied local businessman immediately replied:

"Please rest assured, several secret tunnels in the city have been destroyed by us, and even if the Yan thief becomes a mouse, he will not be able to escape from the palm of Master Wang!"

Hear this.

Jiang Chen swept over these merchants with the eyes of heaven, silently observing their fate.

When I saw some extremely interesting content, especially in the fortune of some merchants, the word "Luojiao" was written in Minghuanghuang.

"It's kind of interesting......"

Jiang Chen smiled and drove the cattle forward a few steps:

"Was it intentional, or was it accidental?"

The fat merchant raised his head and replied:

"It's on purpose."

An imperceptible sarcasm appeared at the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth, and his expression was clear:

"Well, you're doing a great job."

The rest of the businessmen also rushed to the back and loudly asked for credit: "Yes, our Loulan righteous businessmen have been helping you monitor the Yan family!" ”

"The King...... The head of the thief, Yan Zhenevil is still in the palace, he didn't escape! ”

Jiang Chen didn't bother to pay attention to this group of businessmen who forgot their country, and tightened his legs to the belly of the old green cow.

The old green cow had always been able to understand human speech, and immediately moved his four hooves, quickened his footsteps, and stayed away from this disgusting group of merchants.

The three thousand Qingzhou soldiers also followed, speeding towards the central city where the palace was located.

…………

Palace.

Surrounded by pink walls, green willows hanging around, thirty or fifty weeping gatehouses, more than ten verandahs verandah, in this relatively cold and dry Western Regions, it can be described as quite a luxurious luxury building.

On both sides of the palace gate, there are two pieces of malachite sculpture that spreads its wings and opens the screen, it is beautiful, its artistic attainment, the carver must be the master of stone carving.

Moreover.

In addition to taking into account the magnificence, the palace wall is also thirteen zhang high, and it also attracts the flowing water of the Peacock River, forming a moat, which can be described as impregnable.

"It's a pity ......"

Jiang Chen smiled coldly:

"Without people's city defense, it's meaningless!"

The three thousand Qingzhou foot soldiers quickly formed a street battle array, pouring into the palace like a tide, killing all the remaining more than 100 loyal guards.

The blade is cold and merciless.

The blood of loyalty was spilled all over the ground.

"Bury them well."

Jiang Chen sympathized with these loyal warriors, but Loulan was by no means innocent.

If Loulan is willing to give up the national policy of "no two belongings, no way to stand", do not jump left and right, and offer loyalty to the David Wu Dynasty,

Then - this war to conquer the Western Regions is very difficult to fight!

From the beginning to the end, the David Wu Dynasty did not take Loulan in his eyes.

Its opponent has always been the new Huns who are about to be born.

The fight of the five Hu tribes of the grassland has reached the last moment, and in most years, it will irretrievably usher in the unification of the grassland and inherit the name of the Xiongnu.

At that time, the hungry new Xiongnu will definitely set their greedy eyes on the Western Regions and Liaodong, two semi-barbarian regions.

In fact.

The old emperor insisted on conquering Liaodong and the Western Regions, just to avoid the rise of the new Xiongnu forces in the future, eat the wealth of these two regions, and plunder the high-quality population of semi-barbarian and semi-Sinicized, so as to grow rapidly and threaten Kyushu.

"It's a pity that the negative effects of the Son of Heaven's elixir are too terrifying, even if it is the father of Kyushu, it can't be resolved."

"Being an emperor, there is no way to live forever......"

Jiang Chen let out a long sigh, turned over and got off the ox, and led a thousand Qingzhou soldiers on foot, continuing to march towards the depths of the palace.

Soon.

Inside the Taixiang Garden.

The last king of Loulan, Yan Zhen's evil face was pale, sitting on the throne, his hands floating with wooden handles, and he looked at the Qingzhou soldiers who poured in like a tide with a cold expression.

The party businessman who led the way took the initiative to shout:

"He's a swallow thief!"

Jiang Chen followed the prestige, and finally met the Lord of Loulan for the first time, Yan Zhen Evil, and then, without hesitation, he evoked the power of the Heavenly Eye.

Bang!

It seemed to break some kind of disguise, and Jiang Chen barely saw Yan Zhen's fate through the mist.

…………

【Yan Zhen Evil】

[Status: Resurrection of Corpses]

[Hometown: Loulan Country, Loulan City]

【Destiny: Former Lord of Loulan (Blazing Gold)】

[Fortune: He should have died in the invasion of the New Huns a few years later, but in countless changes and conflicts of fate, he died today! 】

When seeing this moment of fortune.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he couldn't help but secretly admire the foresight of the old emperor David, the destruction of Loulan was almost a certainty.

Subsequently.

He continued to look down.

…………

[Nickname: faint king, the king of the dead country (the people are not the people of the dead country, the king is the king of the dead country!] ）】

[Cultivation is: Loulan royal power bloodline (cultivation is consummation), the total amount of qi and blood, about fifty stone + twenty stone. 】

【Gongfa (ability): Royal Decree (Blazing Gold)】

[Dao: Uncomprehended]

[Heaven's Annotation: The gateway to the Western Regions, the history of Yan's Loulan, from today onwards, is over! ] 】

…………

"If you say, the history of Yan's Loulan has come to an end!"

"So-"

"Who is the kingkiller?"

With deep doubts, Jiang Chen raised his eyes to look at the resurrected corpse on the throne, and said coldly: "Hey, can you still speak?" ”

However.

Yan Zhen was evil, but he didn't realize it, and immediately launched the strongest means - the royal power edict!

"Edict of the Crown!"

"In the name of the lord of Loulan, he ordered the rebels such as Er to kneel down!"

This moment.

In the Taixiang Garden, endless scented air gathered quickly.

This scene is like the ninth generation of Loulan Wang Yan Wanquan drank and ordered Fu Jiezi, Zheng Ji and Xi Chongguo, the three great heroes, to kneel.

"You deserve it too?"

Jiang Chen snorted coldly and waved his tiger spirit.

"Roar!"

A tiger roared through the palace!

The terrifying ferocity contained in the blood-stained tiger spirit exploded violently, instantly sweeping away all the controlled gases!

At this time, Yan Zhenwei still seemed to think that he was the monarch of Loulan, and he was still playing this identity conscientiously.

He sat on the throne and rebuked:

"You damned barbarians!"

"Lone is the bloodline of Yan Ancestor, with you lowly bloodline mud legs, you are also qualified to enter this Taixiang Court?!"

Jiang Chen sneered, and replied word by word:

"The king is not respected by the bloodline, the bloodline is honored by the king!"