Both sides were determined to break the kettle, and this battle was extremely difficult.

For three days and three nights, one after another, except for those who fell, almost no one closed their eyes.

When the sun rose on the fourth day, Beixuan's team, which had been constantly rushing forward, finally began to retreat gradually.

Mo Xuanling's eyes were bloodshot.

He stood on his horse, still holding the heavy bow in his hand, and looked at the castle tower, which was almost invisible.

He didn't think he would lose.

His black-armored iron cavalry was invincible, and he couldn't afford to lose to anyone except Lian Xueyin, a madman.

When he was young, he went to the battlefield with his father, and saw with his own eyes how Lian Xueyin defeated Beixuan's army, and how Lian Xueyin slaughtered Beixuan's soldiers on the spot, what he felt at that time was not tragedy, but excitement.

He wants to be like that, and one day he will trample Xiliang under his feet like that.

Thoroughly crushed, trampled.

He wants to conquer the world, conquer the entire Four Spirit Continent, and he wants to completely break the pattern that the Four Spirit Continent is just a mortal territory.

Cangyuan Yunji Thirteen Continents, why are only the Four Spirit Continents mortals? He was not convinced, he wanted to cut through this moat, he wanted to make the Four Spirit Continent just like the other twelve continents of Cangyuan Yunji, he could cultivate and become an immortal!

Therefore, his first step was to rule the entire Four Spirit Continent.

Lian Xueyin is the biggest obstacle in his life, but it doesn't matter, there are too many prophecies about Lian Xueyin, Lian Xueyin will be fulfilled in those proverbs sooner or later, he can't live long, and he can wait.

When the obstacle of Lian Xueyin disappears, it will be the time for him to dominate the world.

He waited for many years, and finally the time came, and he never thought that he would fail.

It was not to lose to Qingjun, a half-demon who did not belong to the Four Spirits, but to a woman he had never thought of, a princess who might have only eaten, drunk and held banquets in the back house in the past.

How ironic.

"Your Highness, do you really want to retreat?" The guards who were guarding Mo Xuanling's side stepped forward and asked Mo Xuanling unwillingly.

Mo Xuanling glanced at the city tower in the distance again.

"Withdraw."

Mo Xuanling raised his hand and motioned for everyone to retreat, then tightened the reins and turned around resolutely.

There is no reason for him to retreat from what he wants to do, but if he loses today, he loses.

Qingqi wants the world of Silingzhou to be peaceful, but he doesn't, he just wants to make Silingzhou and the twelve continents of Cangyuan Yunji on an equal footing, he has to live, live one day, cut off Mount Meru.

……

The Beixuan army retreated, but the billowing smoke had not completely dissipated.

Outside the walls of Yujing City, there were corpses everywhere.

"You won." Qingluo held her precious weapon and turned her head to look at Qingqi, she had been standing here for the past few days, barely moving her position.

"It's not me who won, it's the people of Xiliang who won."

Qingqi looked down the city tower, the eldest princess of Xiangyang had already returned with her personal guards on horseback, as if she felt something, she looked up, and under the morning glow, she showed a smile at Qingqi.

Aoki waved at her.

Then he walked to the middle of the tower and pulled out a scroll of holy decrees.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: If God blesses Xiliang, Yujing is still there, and the eldest princess of Xiangyang, Chu Yu, will inherit the throne, and he will be here."

After reciting the holy decree, Qingqi knelt on one knee at the eldest princess of Xiangyang, and said in a loud voice,

"Welcome to the new emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

After this sound, the surviving soldiers of the city knelt on the ground, and the guards behind the city wall and the people opened the city gate together, kneeling on the ground and shouting,

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

At the end of the twenty-third year of Yiguang, the Empress Chu of Xiliang ascended the throne.