Yehua came to the palace and saw King Yan sitting in costume on the dragon chair.

King Yan, who has been in the nest for half his life, finally showed his bearing as a monarch of a great country in this last period of time. Dressed in armor, he even looked like he exuded a heroic aura.

When he saw Yehua, King Yan finally became excited.

"Son, my father is a sinner in Yan Kingdom! I am really ashamed of my ancestors!"

King Yan wanted to stand up, but after all, he was already old, and even throughout his life, he had never worn heavy armor a few times.

"Father!"

Yehua rushed forward, supported King Yan, choked up and said: "I can't complain about my father in this matter, my Yan Kingdom is blessed after all, although I occupy one side, but I don't know the number of days, and my luck is not good." ”

King Yan waved his hand and interrupted Yehua's words.

"A widow is mediocre all his life, mediocre and incompetent. But at this last moment, I felt that my heart was clear. Looking back on the past, most of them are ridiculous, but unfortunately there is no chance to start over. ”

"Your brother and I are so happy. lost all the money he had saved over the years to Snow Country, so that now he is defeated. The widow is a king, and it is difficult to escape the blame. You must have already known my final will when you came, and the widow has no face to face the people of Yan Kingdom, so it is better to simply do something practical at the end. First, I came to comfort the people, and secondly, I also gave me the name of the Ye Clan, telling the world that our Ye Clan is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

"Father!"

Yehua shouted: "We didn't lose so much! During this time, many Yan people have gone to the Tang Kingdom, as long as we survive the catastrophe, we will definitely be able to fight back, why do you leave me alone and take the clan to break the jade together?"

King Yan raised his hand and touched Yehua's cheek and smiled bitterly.

"If the country does not exist, how can it be home. For the people of the Yan Kingdom, we Ye Clan are the sinners who lead them into the abyss, and someone must come out to bear the sins. It's something that only I can do, and it has to be done by me. ”

After King Yan finished speaking, he sighed again. Looking at the sky outside the temple gate, that is the south, in the past, when he remembered the greatest shame in this life, he always looked in that direction, that was the direction of Chang'an.

"Our Yan country's luck is exhausted, and you don't have to think about returning to the country in the future. If you can take the Yan people back to your hometown again, it will be your merit, and the widow will be happy if he has a spirit in the sky. As for the future, you should follow Kunlun's Immortal Cultivation Dao!"

"Father!"

Yehua screamed, at this time, everything King Yan said seemed to be explaining the aftermath, how could he listen to it with peace of mind.

"If you are willing to follow your father, even if you go to the underworld, you can serve left and right. ”

"Confused!"

King Yan scolded.

"The Ye clan has all been incorporated into the army by me, leaving you alone, what do you think I have in mind? If you accompany me to die, won't my Ye clan be over!"

After the Yan King finished scolding, he said to Yehua again: "My Yan Kingdom no longer exists, but the Yan people are still there! They are about to live in a strange land as people who have died in the country, shouldn't someone from the Ye Clan come out to support them?

"Since ancient times, any country has been very afraid of the royal family that destroys the country, whether they have the intention of recovering the country or not, their existence is a symbol, an introduction that can summon the old clan to provoke a civil war. Therefore, for the safety of your bloodline, my father can only leave no one of his clansmen. One is to achieve the last bit of fame of our Ye Clan, and the second is to dispel other people's jealousy of you!"

"Son!"

King Yan's arm-covered fell heavily on Yehua's shoulder, and the old king, who was determined to break the jade of his enemies, said.

"Although you live, you have more responsibilities and burdens than me, an old thing. After all, your father is still a weak person who does not have the courage to face problems, and he has entrusted all the problems to you. ”

"Father. ”

Yehua couldn't help herself when she was sad, but she also knew that King Yan's ambition was gone, and the only thing she could do now was to fulfill it.

King Yan picked up a box from his side, lifted the lid, took out a treasure, and then threw the valuable treasure box aside.

"You must also know that this is our jade seal of the Yan Kingdom, the treasure of the country. It's a pity that I can't pass it on to you. This is also the pivot of this Yanjing City, and it will be useless after a while. The last glance is to let you know what I am going to do, and I will not return to the country after I break off my future thoughts. ”

"You know what?"

King Yan looked at Yehua and said lovingly: "At that time, you told me that you worshiped under the Kunlun Sect, and my father was really happy for you, and this was definitely a correct choice." ”

"Go ahead!"

King Yan suddenly pushed Yehua's shoulder, sat up straight again, and a royal momentum naturally emanated, this dragon chair King Yan has not done it for so many years in vain.

"Father!"

Yehua screamed.

"Go!"

King Yan shouted: "Take the people of my Yan country to live, live with dignity, live through this troubled world, survive this catastrophe, and then take them back to their hometown." This is the last will given to you by the widow. ”

Yehua looked at King Yan, and the father and son looked at each other, so that they could see the thoughts in each other's hearts.

Yehua suddenly bowed to the ground, knelt three times and bowed nine times before bowing and exiting the hall. Then he mounted his fast horse and went out of the south gate.

The shady curtain that swept through the Yan Kingdom was soon covered in Yanjing, and the various armies from the south spontaneously supported launched round after round of attacks against the corpse tide of the Demon Sect and the wolf riders of the Snow Country in Yanjiao. Some of the infantry had just arrived, and before they could repair, they rushed towards the enemy.

The gates of Yanjing were tightened, and the cover of defense had been raised. However, the team that came from outside did not complain at all, and did not even look at the majestic city.

There were even some peasants with rudimentary weapons in these ranks, and some were even closer to the gourd valley of the Tang Dynasty when they set off. After saying a simple goodbye to their wives and children at home, they set off with the other hot-blooded Yan people. They didn't even know where the enemies were, but they knew they should go north, and they would be able to meet those enemies if they went north.

The corpse tide appeared on the mainland again, and the teams that rushed to it did not carry out effective integration at all, and rushed towards the corpse tide that did not know the depth and geometry.

Like a group of children floating on the edge of a small river, the teams are like stones, plunging into the tide of corpses, splashing a large splash. Some were cavalrymen from the local prefectures and counties, and they jumped far in that tide. There was the peasant who was brave, and as soon as he rushed forward, he was annihilated. But even the stones that jump far away will eventually sink, and when they come, these Yan people have already designed a way back for themselves, and the way back is the way to charge, and the way back is the footsteps of their relatives moving south.

But whether it is a soldier or a scattered bravery. They all had one thing in mind, and that was to cut off the heads of the dead. Now this is to bid farewell to comrades-in-arms and give them the most dignified funeral.

I don't know who got up, but on the land of Yanjiao, I remembered the song of the Yanren again.

"Break your head, make a judgment of life and death!"

"Once the strong man is gone, he will no longer look south!"

"I'll go first, and you come again. ”

"I'll fight first, and you come again. ”

"I'll die first, and you'll come later. ”

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold. ”

"The strong man is gone, and he will never return. ”

"I'm gone, come quickly. ”

"I have fought, come quickly. ”

"I'm dead, come quickly. ”

"I'm dead, come quickly. ”

Within the high walls of Yanjing, there was also the last Xuanjia heavy rider of one of the five great powers, and when the song of Yanjiao came in, these most powerful men of Yanguo couldn't help but get excited, and even crystal water droplets flowed out from under their pitch-black masks.

The voices outside the city became smaller and smaller, and these swallows also dispersed the sadness of that moment just now, and an iron-blooded aura emanated from the body of this team.

"Boom!"

All kinds of attacks began to frequently fall on the barrier of Yanjing City, and the mages, bows, and defensive equipment in the city began to pour out non-stop.

After all, it is one of the five great powers, and its heritage is of course incomparable to that of the Liang Kingdom or the Red Leaf City built by the Xuan family.

But just like Kong Xiaoxin did in Red Leaf City, the key to the action that he had been planning secretly for a long time was of course not outside Yanjing City.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

There were several loud noises in the city at the same time, and several small works fought to death, some destroyed the government office in the east city, some destroyed the streets of the south city, some damaged several wells in the west city, and even a corner of the palace wall collapsed in half outside the palace.

The barrier of Yanjing City began to flicker sharply, and the city was in chaos because of the destruction of the meticulous work, and even killers took advantage of the chaos to select several high-ranking officials and generals to commit crimes. Yanjing City, which was originally silent, suddenly became noisy. A few formation mages rushed to the scene, hoping to restore the normal operation of the large array.

King Yan in the palace was as stable as Mount Tai at this time, and he naturally felt that it was good to be able to kill more enemies, but if there was really no chance, he would not force it, anyway, it was the same result, it didn't matter if it was bad or worse.

The tide of corpses parted to the sides, giving way to a snowy team. Headed by the Snow Country's Snow Lord and his prime minister Xiang Kuijun, both of them are golden immortals on the free list, compared to the results of Yan Country that no one is on the list now, it looks really high-end.

Following them was Feng Wushuang, who had escaped his life by luck, and now Feng Wushuang has long lost his original spirit, cut off an arm, and lost his son in old age, so that the master of this snow country almost fell out of the Shangqing Realm, but after all, the sect has some background, and it still stabilized his realm.

The Snow Lord stood at the foot of the city, looking at the city from a distance through the barrier. There was no person he wanted to see above the tall word Yanjing, the King of Dayan, who had suppressed their Snow Country for hundreds of years, and he finally walked out of the Snow Country and came to this warm Yan Country, why didn't this person come to meet with him and say something for this most meaningful meeting.