The demon officers and soldiers who were captured by the humans were tied up and thrown on the edge of the burning ruins.

It was the first time that the soldiers of the Guards Regiment had seen a living demon soldier, and they swarmed around the captured demon soldiers to watch the excitement, looking at the green skin, vicious eyes, and sharp minions of the demon soldiers, and the soldiers of the Liufeng family were amazed.

The soldiers whispered, "It's terrible, these monsters!"

"It's just for us captives. If it's on their side, maybe there's something even more terrible!"

Mona was worried that the demons could not speak human language, but this worry was completely unnecessary, since entering the human land, the demon soldiers have learned a little simple human language.

Although they pretended not to understand the human question at first, Thea immediately ordered a wooden stand to be erected on the burning fire, and the two demon soldiers were placed directly on the wooden stand, and he was grilled with a simmer.

This kind of cruel punishment even the officers and soldiers of the Liufeng family could not bear to witness, and they avoided it from afar. Only Thea was in it.

Abuse and torture were his favorites, and he was so excited that his eyes lit up, and he personally went into battle to fiddle with them, holding a wooden stick, poking here and there, turning over the roasted demon soldiers from time to time, so that those parts that were not roasted were fully heated, and from time to time poking his spear into the skin and flesh of the demon soldiers to see if they were cooked, shaking his head and sighing: "There are still two points of heat left." It's like a human grilling two chicken thighs on a fire.

The smell of ripe meat spread throughout the village, and the two unlucky demon soldiers howled for half an hour without dying, until their vocal cords were torn and they could no longer scream, and their bodies writhed violently on the fire, like a worm being roasted on the fire.

The torture left a deep impression on the demon soldiers, and the remaining demon soldiers turned pale, and before the one-armed human officer could ask again, they suddenly automatically learned the human language, and scrambled to answer: "I'll answer! I know everything!"

After a while, the captives confessed what they knew, including the strength of the Third Army, the number of cavalry, the number of infantry, the amount of baggage, and more importantly, the whereabouts and purpose of the Third Army.

Originally, Yun Qianxue, the commander of the Northwest Route Army, gave Yerma the task of conquering the northwest, but the ambitious demon veteran was not satisfied with such a trivial achievement. He wanted to prove to the Demon God Emperor that although he was old, his sword was still sharp, no worse than young generals such as Yun Qianxue and Ling Buxu, and he wanted to make a great achievement, so that the entire kingdom would be amazed by his exploits!

The Third Army swung all the way south from Ye Jie City, and the ultimate goal was Danya, the temporary capital of the Zichuan family!

Yerma was full of anticipation and destroyed Zichuan in one fell swoop, which would bring him immortal fame and make him leap into the ranks of the kingdom's famous generals on a par with Yun Qianxue and Ling Buxu in one fell swoop.

"Danya?" Flowing Wind and Frost and Mona exclaimed, "We didn't expect that!"

Separated by mountains between the Southwest and Northwest Plains, the road from Canan to Danya is a long and rugged road, usually transported by canal, or simply from Canan to Dìdū and then from Dìdū to Danya.

After a long time, everyone forgot about it, and there was still a road connecting the southwest and northwest.

Obviously, they have tasted the sweetness from the battle to capture the Valen Fortress, and they have a soft spot for this unexpected long-distance running tactic.

Not limited by common sense, sometimes, demons are more imaginative than humans.

Although the labor division went on an expedition, there was no main force of the Zichuan family to stop it along the way, and Danya itself was empty of defense, and Yerma had a good chance of success.

From the confession of the demon captive, the Flowing Wind Family also learned an important point: Yerma didn't know anything about the sudden dispatch of the Flowing Wind and Frost. He never thought that someone would dare to take the initiative to provoke without fear of the prestige of the Protoss's victory.

An emergency meeting was convened to convey the latest information to the generals.

When they learned that the target of the demon army was Danya, the generals of the Liufeng family showed a strange look. Meng Nalian grimaced, Fei Jia coughed non-stop, Ying Mulan's brows were tightly locked, and Xiao Yuan's face was expressionless.

Everyone looked at each other, with a deep meaning in their eyes, but no one spoke.

Sensing this strange atmosphere, Liu Fengshuang raised his head: "What's the matter? Mona, tell me about it!"

Mona coughed dryly, "Your Highness, do we think it would be better to change the target of the first battle to the Fourth Army of the Demon Clan?"

"The Fourth Army of the Demon Race?" Liu Fengshuang looked at them in surprise: "Our army has already chased the Third Army down, why do we have to return?" Minghui can still hold on, but the rescue of Danya is imminent. ”

The generals' faces were uncertain. After a moment of silence, the eldest Lieutenant General Xiao Yuan spoke up: "Your Highness, maybe it's better for us to let Yerma go over like this." ”

Liu Fengshuang frowned, she guessed the thoughts of the generals: let Yeerma go over, let him destroy the Zichuan family, and relieve the hatred in her heart. Why don't you just sit back and watch the demons destroy their feud like this?

In fact, there was no need for Xiao Yuan to remind her, as early as the moment she sensed the movement of the demon army, Liu Fengshuang immediately thought of this idea, it exuded infinite allure, attracting her little by little.

Not wanting the generals to notice their hesitation, she lowered her head and touched the scabbard she carried with her at her waist, the coldness of the leather armor lifted her.

For a moment, that handsome face came to mind, a pair of stern eyes were looking at him reproachfully, and a warm voice echoed in his ears: "The battle for hegemony has passed in a blink of an eye, but we can't ignore the overall interests of mankind, no matter who wins the world, we always have to leave something for future generations." ”

A noble personality can have a huge impact on the people around him!

She said slowly: "This matter, there is no need to mention it again. Our army, according to the original plan, pursued the Yerma corps. ”

The generals stood up one after another, and they were about to say something, when Liu Fengshuang interrupted them: "I know what you want to say! In the past ten years, no one has been more determined to oppose the Zichuan family than me, and no one has fought more with the Zichuan family than me! But at present, we really can't afford to consider personal grievances, once Danya falls, this will cause a terrible chain reaction, and the Zichuan army that is still resisting in various places will lose its fighting spirit and disperse!" Once Dìdū and the Southeast Army collapse, the seven demon legions that were pressing on the front of Dìdū will be able to free up their hands, and then, we will be the first target of the Demon Clan! Now, saving Zichuan is saving us! Our fate has been tied to the Zichuan family!"

Seeing everyone's sincere fear, Liu Fengshuang slowed down his tone: "In short, don't mention this matter again." ”

The generals withdrew from the camp. Liu Fengshuang sat in the tent in a daze, the floating candlelight shone quietly on her white face, the girl's pretty face was as bright as darkness, she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes drooped, and her expression was stunned.

The girl was confused, and she didn't know whether the decision she had just made was right or wrong.

She only knows one thing: if the Zichuan family dies, the demons will occupy the southeast, and the Far East will become an isolated island. Even if he can survive and not die, but between himself and him, there is an army of one million demons, and in this life, the two will not have a chance to see each other again.

For his sake, the Zichuan family must be rescued!

Advancing to the southwest, the commander of the Third Army, Yerma, had only one belief: "Hurry, hurry, hurry! The soldiers are fast, and they will be caught off guard by the Zichuan family!"

In a hurry, the demon army discarded all its baggage, and the infantry ran briskly, running like dogs sticking out their tongues and panting. The officer waved his whip on his horse and shouted, "Hurry, hurry, don't worry if you fall behind, we just need to keep up with the team!"

Although the road was long, the demon army marched at a god's speed, and thousands of demon soldiers crossed the mountains and swooped down on the unsuspecting southwest plain at an astonishing speed.

But there was one thing that Yerma and his men were ignorant of: following in the footsteps of his troops, a second force had sneaked through the mountains at the same speed. On the mountain road all over the birch forest, the red soldiers and horses suddenly appeared as if jumping out of the ground, the fierce battle broke out in an instant, the sabre flashed, the sword flowers were scorching, the mountain path resounded screams, curses and suppressed shouts of killing, the battle ended in an instant, and the birch forest regained its tranquility and quiet.

With mental calculations and unintentional, and prepared to be caught off guard, the human officers and soldiers always won a big victory, and those scattered demon soldiers who had fallen behind were all chopped off with sabers, and none of them were spared, so no one could escape back to report to Yerma.

Although the wind and frost were as hidden as possible, the disappearance of a large number of scattered soldiers and horses still attracted the attention of the demons.

The rearguard reported to Yerma that many of the stragglers were missing, and that there might be an enemy in the rear tracking the demon army.

But Yerma did not pay attention to this report. Now, there is only one focus of his eyes, and that is Danya in front of him.

The soldiers and horses in the rear are sneaky, and they only dare to attack the lone demon soldiers and small troops, Yerma believes that this must be some local civilian army or garrison armed forces are following him, and they are playing tricks, just to interfere with their own advance to the temporary capital of the Zichuan family.

"Don't we see too few of those militias, local garrisons, and so on? They are bouncing like fleas, and they are upsetting. If we turn around and look for them, it will be difficult to find them! It must be a small group of Zichuan family forces disturbing us, if we turn around and deal with them and delay the march against Danya, then we will be playing into their tricks! Everyone, now we can only rush forward in one breath and finish off Danya, so that all the Zichuan army will be like trees that have been cut off their roots, and they will no longer be able to play any tricks!"

Yerma was convinced of this, and under the influence of his strong self-confidence, the other officers also believed that all the sāo disturbances were nothing more than a ploy to hinder the advance of the Protoss towards Danya.

As long as Danya is taken and Zichuan Shenxing is captured alive, then all the Zichuan troops will automatically and consciously lay down their weapons and surrender to the Protoss.

Driven by this belief, the entire Third Army of the Demon Race has reached unprecedented unity. Although tired and tired, each demon soldier was full of potential, and swooped forward at an astonishing speed of nearly a hundred miles a day.

On July 27, the scattered formation of the demon soldiers crossed the mountains and appeared on the southwest plain.

"The demon army has been killed to the southwest, and they are rushing towards Danya!"

The wave of terror swells again, and the collapse and madness it induces are unimaginable. The last armed army of the Zichuan family had been sent to the northwest, and only a crippled Praetorian Guard division and some local jǐng reserves were left to guard Danya.

Although the number of demon troops coming from the northwest detour is unknown, it is obviously not enough to rely on this force to stop them.

At the moment of life and death, the Zichuan family finally put down their arrogant shelf, and the president led Luo Minghai to personally ride a fast horse to the river hill to ask for help.

The Zichuan family has always had a good relationship with the Lin family, and at this critical juncture, there is no reason why Heqiu should not support the Zichuan family.

Although the Lin Family Security Department is not known for being able to fight well, at this time, even the strength of a squadron is precious.

In the early morning, Luo Minghai set off with great anticipation, and in the evening, he returned exhausted.

Seeing his iron-blue face, Zichuan Shenxing had a premonition that something was wrong: "Heqiu doesn't agree to send troops, what did they say?"

"They didn't say anything!" Because of the humiliation, the president of the Zichuan family blushed: "I haven't seen anyone!"

Luo Minghai first asked to see Lin Fan, the head of the Lin family, but the doorman told him that Lin Fan had gone out to inspect the field. Then he asked to see Lin Rui, the chief elder of the Heqiu Elders' Church, but Lin Rui went fishing, and Lin Zhe, the military elder, went on vacation, and the political elder was not available.

The powerful people of the river hills, who usually have a lot of affection for Luo Minghai, seemed to be infected with the plague at this moment, and none of them were willing to come out to see him.

In the end, Luo Minghai didn't care about his identity, and actually begged a doorman: "I just ask Your Excellency to report it, and it will be said that the president of the Zichuan family has led Luo Minghai to come in person!

The doorman's reaction was just a cold snort, and then, the door slammed shut in front of Luo Minghai.

Even the accompanying guards couldn't stand it anymore, and they shouted: "My lord, let's go! Heqiu is a merchant who forgets his righteousness, even if we all fight with the demons, we will not be humiliated like this!" They dragged Luo Minghai into the carriage and forcibly brought him back.

Luo Minghai was furious: "Heqiu is despicable and shameless, we remember this hatred!"

Zichuan Shenxing's reaction was relatively calm: "If you want to take revenge, you have to survive this difficulty!"

Luo Minghai shouted: "Your Highness, in addition to the regular army, the southwestern nobles also have a lot of private troops in their hands. Gather them and fight to the death with the demons! The demons have traveled a long way, worked on an expedition, fought to the death, and it is unknown who will kill the deer!"

"My lord, it's late. ”

A voice came from behind her, and the white-faced Commander Goshan walked into the room, bowed to Zichuan Shenxing and Luo Minghai, and then said, "Your Excellency the President, it has been three days since the solicitation post was sent, but none of the nobles were ordered to lead the army to gather. ”

"What!" Luo Minghai cried out in disbelief, "Didn't a single nobleman come?" he shouted angrily: "Immediately convene a senate meeting, and I will ask them what is going on." ”

"The members of the Senate all left Danya, either taking refuge in their homes or taking refuge in the territory of the riverhill. Now there is no one in Danya's senate meeting. Gothand shook her head bitterly.

There was an awkward silence in the room, and a legend came to mind: when a ship was about to sink, the rats on board would flee beforehand.

Zichuan Shenxing sighed: "It's not strange! Now that the change of dynasty is imminent, they all have the idea to serve the new master." They don't dare to send troops against the demons. ”

"Your Highness, please evacuate Danya immediately! As long as you live, the Zichuan family has not lost, and we have not yet been conquered!"

"Withdraw?" Zichuan Shenxing smiled bitterly: "This is already the southwest border, where else can we retreat?"

"Weichen is courageous, please retreat to the territory of Heqiu and continue to remotely command the front-line battle!"

Zichuan Shenxing shook his head: "Luo Minghai, you are too naïve. Heqiu made it very clear that they didn't dare to offend the demons. Have you forgotten the wind and frost incident back then? According to the Lin family's reliance on power, it is difficult to guarantee that the same thing will not be staged. Instead of being tied up by the Lin family and handed over to the demons, it is better to die in Danya in a dignified battle. At least, the last head of the Zichuan family still died on his own land!"

Goshan whispered: "Your Highness, as Flowing Wind and Frost said at the beginning, if we are not in a good situation, we can withdraw into the territory of the Flowing Wind Family and continue fighting, and she can contain us." ”

Zichuan Shenxing waved his hand: "I have been fighting with Liufeng Shuang for ten years, even if she is willing to contain me, I am embarrassed to salivate and protect her, right?"

The autumn wind whistled through the window, the candles in the house faltered, and the old trees outside the window swayed and died. Zichuan Shenxing looked at everyone one by one, and the old man's eyes were very open: "Luo Minghai, Ge Shan, Pigu, there are only three of you left, and in the end, there are only three of you left in the command office." ”

The three archons stood silently. They understand the meaning of Zichuan Shenxing, the command office of the year, there was the loyal and resolute Sterling, the decisive Dilin, the witty Minghui, the beautiful and lovely Zichuan Ning, and the Zichuan Xiu who will never be fathomable. Those energetic young soldiers bring vitality and are invigorating.

Now, Zichuan Xiu is lonely in the Far East, Sterling is contained by the demons in Oss, Dilin and Zichuan Ning are besieged by the demons in Dìdū, and Minghui is surrounded by the demons in Canan.

The dim lights are shining, the road is at the end of the road, and the people are withering, is this the end of the powerful family that once dominated the continent for three hundred years?

Standing lonely in front of the window, Zichuan Shenxing sighed: "Minghai, Goshan, I have a letter, it is very important, you go immediately and help me hand over the letter to the flowing wind and frost of Blue City." ”

The two were shocked, and Luo Minghai said quietly: "Your Highness, I don't know the road to Blue City, so let Ge Shan deliver this letter." ”

Ge Shan also shook his head: "Your Highness, I have been feeling unwell recently, and I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on to the long journey, so I should bother the president and lead the Lord to make a hard trip!"

"You!" Seeing that the two loyal subordinates were suddenly so stubborn, Zichuan Shenxing was slightly stunned: "Do you see that my old man is dying, and he refuses to obey?"

Luo Mingheim knelt down silently, and after him, Commander Goshan also knelt down. Zichuan Shenxing shouted majestically: "What are you doing?"

"Your Highness, just let me follow you. ”

Raising his head, Luo Minghai's eyes were full of tears, and his black face wrinkled in pain: "Your Highness, I have been the official of the Zichuan family for more than twenty years, let me go to the Liufeng family, I really can't survive there." ”

Although Goshan was silent, the stubborn eyes had already expressed his determination.

Zichuan Shenxing sighed: "Get up!"

He walked back and forth in the room and said slowly: "Among the current continental forces, the only one with the strongest military strength and the ability to compete with the demon clan is the wind and frost. It is rumored that she is graceful and generous, cherishes talents, and if you go to defect, you should be reused. ”

"Your Highness!" cried out the two commanders.

"Listen to me!" Zichuan Shenxing shouted angrily, looking forward to it, awe-inspiring: "We have different tasks, I ...... with Pigu" Zichuan Shenxing glanced at the old Praetorian Guard, who has served as Zichuan Shenxing's close guard for thirty years, and the most loyal courtier nodded lightly, indicating that he understood Zichuan Shenxing's intentions.

"We are all old, and we no longer have the time and strength to endure the humiliation and make a comeback! The duty of the old man is to die on the battlefield, and the task of the young man is in the future! The heavy task of repaying the blood debt from the demon clan on behalf of my Zichuan family is counting on you! The road you have to take is not easier than dying!"

Luo Minghai burst into tears: "Your Highness, forgive Weichen for being dull, such a heavy responsibility, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Weichen to bear, please allow Weichen to follow His Highness until the end!"

Zichuan Shenxing sighed: "Ming Hai, I also know that if you want to take revenge, you are not the most suitable person." In terms of tenacity and fortitude, you are not as good as Sterling, in terms of decisiveness in killing, you are not as good as Dilin, in terms of flexibility and flexibility, you are not as good as Zichuan Xiu, not to mention leading troops to fight, any of the three of them are thousands of times better than you. It's a pity that they are all surrounded by demons, and they are more than lucky. If you are unwilling to take on this burden, can you bear to ask a weak woman from Goshan to take on the task of restoring the country for my Zichuan family alone?"

"Your Highness......" Luo Minghai wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it. He shook his head in pain and remained silent.

Zichuan Shenxing looked at Ge Shan: "Ge Shan, you have outstanding abilities and are capable of doing things, but Xìng Zi is too upright. In the past, I often complained to You, not because I wanted to make things difficult for You, but because I wanted to grind Your xìngzi. Alas, you have always been so stubborn. Alas, I won't be able to protect you in the future, and when I go to the Liufeng family, you have to change it, otherwise you will suffer in the future!"

His tone was very kind, not like the chief of the Zichuan family instructing his courtiers, but like a kind grandfather teaching his children and grandchildren.

Goshen couldn't stop crying, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Minghai, Goshan, you are all rare good children, I didn't misread you, you are also worthy of the Zichuan family. Originally, I wanted to leave you all behind to assist Aning...... But I didn't expect ......"

The old man closed his eyes in pain, and cloudy tears kept rolling down his eyes. Facing the sky, he raised his hand and shouted: "Ancestors and ancestors, the stars are incompetent, the family died at my hands, and I have no shame to face you!"

Everyone present wept bitterly and fell to their knees.

As if in response to his call, a long bolt of lightning swept through the dark night sky and disappeared into the distant mountains.

On the evening of July 27, 784, the Zichuan family spent the most painful night.

Although it was decided to let Luo Minghai and Goshen go to the Flowing Wind and Frost, they couldn't make it in the end.

The demons came too quickly, and the day after Danya got the news, the fast cavalry of the demons had already appeared around Danya City.

The dusty and dirty demon cavalry set up positions and roadblocks on the road, cutting off Danya's road to Heqiu, which shows that the demons still have some scruples about sending troops to help Heqiu.

In the early morning of the third day, the main force of the Third Army drove to the outskirts of Danya. The ever-expanding black silhouette on the horizon was the marching demon teams. Because he knew that the troops in Danya City were empty, the demon clan did not make the slightest cover-up.

In the dawn and morning light, on the horizon, the flags of the various teams of the demon clan appeared one after another, the colorful military flags that fluttered like rainbows in the wind, the wings of the army that spread like giant birds, and the sword mountains and sword seas that stood tall and dense like trees. Looking at this scene, the human defenders at the head of the city were overwhelmed by the terrifying momentum of the demons.

On one side is nearly 80,000 demon jīng rui, but on the other side there are less than 5,000 human defenders. There is no need for a commander to be in charge, even the lowest-ranking human soldiers can predict the outcome of this battle.

In less than a day, the isolated Danya will collapse like an egg under a stone under the weight of the demon army.

Standing on the head of the city, looking at the demon army bathed in the dawn light in the distance, the head of the Zichuan family muttered: "This is the last battle!" The old man stood up straight, solemn and calm, he did not speak, and there was a calming power in his eyes.

At this moment, no one paid attention to his mediocre appearance, and an indescribable temperament made him noble and dignified.

At the last moment, the head of the Zichuan family finally showed the bearing of a generation of Ming Jun, his noble courage and appearance, and awe-inspiring and holy heroism, made the subordinates who had long despised this seven-generation chief in awe.

Luo Minghai, Goshan, Pigu and other commanders stood behind him, their appearance dignified and solemn, they did not look like commanders on the verge of battle, but more like sacrifices about to go to the fire. They are about to face a solemn moment to witness the fall of a mighty empire with a history of 300 years, and then they will go with it.

At this moment, death and the sword of the demon race are powerless against them, they are people who rely on their souls to survive. Their thoughts are as steady and serene as the twilight sky.

People can't resist death, but people can choose how to die. Noble or lowly, it's all in a thought.

Led by them, the panicked defenders of the city quickly calmed down. There was a strange atmosphere over the city, a noble and great feeling filled the hearts of the people, and death was no longer so terrifying.

Before attacking, the demons sent an emissary to the city. He was brought to Zichuan Shenxing, and learned that the calm old man in front of him was the supreme head of the Zichuan family, and even the arrogant and domineering demon soldiers were impressed by the old man's noble bearing and became deferential and polite.

He stammered that the Third Army of the Protoss had completed the encirclement of Danya, cutting off the possibility of foreign aid. Once the battle has begun, there is no hope of victory for humanity. Although the war has been fought for a long time, the Protoss Army has no hatred for His Highness Sanxing, as long as the Danya defenders are willing to lay down their arms, the Protoss is willing to serve His Highness Sanxing as the most honored guest, and there will never be any harm. And the civil and military officials of the Zichuan family who followed His Highness Sanxing could also get a guarantee for the safety of their lives and property.

After patiently listening to the demon soldiers, Zichuan Shenxing nodded and said calmly: "Then let Yerma let the horse come." Send this gentleman down. ”

The demon soldier bowed deeply and turned to leave.

Although it was a little difficult for his poor brain to understand the concept of "rather than be broken", the old man's calm and calm tone left a deep impression on him, and he vaguely felt that in addition to the murderous masters of his own tribe, courage and audacity had other expressions.

Yerma was not surprised to hear that humanity would not give in.

The Protoss fought from Valen City to Danya, and it was rare to encounter the generals of the Zichuan family who voluntarily surrendered (except for Ma Wei), let alone the chief of the Zichuan family!

He still wants to capture the other party alive as much as possible, the living Zichuan family chief is more useful than the dead, he can order the Zichuan troops who are still resisting everywhere to lay down their arms.

If he dies in battle, it will only arouse the hatred of the Zichuan army and people, and the Zichuan family will elect Zichuan Ning, who held on to Dìdū, as the next chief to continue to lead the resistance.

He ordered: "After the city is broken, our army must not harm Zichuan Sanxing, and he must be captured alive!"

At the same moment, Zichuan Shenxing also instructed Pigu: "I have prepared a quenched dagger, ready to use it at the last moment." But if I don't have time to do it, you have to help me, and I must not let the demons capture them alive!"

Suddenly, a cold snap rolled by, and the commander of the Praetorian Guard shuddered, and he said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I'm afraid that Wei Chen's strength is not enough." If the first demon soldier could get close to you, Wechen would have been killed by then. ”

Zichuan Shenxing sighed and did not speak again.

At this time, an officer walked up from the city wall and whispered something in Luo Minghai's ear.

Luo Minghai's face changed slightly, he walked quickly towards Zichuan Shenxing, and lowered his voice: "Your Highness, report a bad news, the messenger we sent to Dìdū was intercepted by the Demon Clan! ”

Zichuan Shenxing only frowned slightly, and then stretched.

"That's also a matter of no choice, but A-Ning is the only heir of my Zichuan family, and it is a matter of course for her to take over, and it is just a precaution that I wrote this edict, it is best if it can be delivered, and it doesn't matter if it can't. When Dìdū learned that Danya had fallen, the army would naturally nominate A-Ning to take over. ”

He couldn't help but say a word: "If it is Sterling or Zichuan Xiu who accompany Aning Shoudū, then I will really be relieved!"

Sterling is loyal, and although Zichuan Xiu is cunning and changeable, he and Zichuan Ning are childhood sweethearts, and he will not be unfavorable to Zichuan Ning. But on the contrary, the people who accompanied Zi Chuanning were not the two of them, but Di Lin. This man was certainly brilliant in military affairs, but so was his ferocity and ambition.

Zichuan Sanxing was very worried that once the news of his death in battle came out, no one could suppress Di Lin, and the newly succeeded Zichuan Ning would become a puppet controlled by the domineering general.