The vassal king reigned for one hundred and sixty-two years.

The third battle, the Battle of Jiangbei City, beheaded 800,000.

On Ji Xin's side, his second son, Ji Luoqiu, was ordered to go to Jiangbei City to serve as the general of the enemy, but his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Yuanying, Ji Xin was afraid that the army of Jiangbei City would turn against the water, and the generals refused to contribute, so he sent the second son Ji Luoqiu to supervise the battle.

In the battle of Jiangbei City, the bloody army beheaded Ji Xin's army of 800,000 and captured his second son Ji Luoqiu alive.

Of course, the loss of more than 200,000 people in this battle was a crushing victory, and such a casualty ratio was extremely rare in the history of the establishment of the bloody army.

Jiangbei City, Su Zixuan and the generals of the county king, the prince stood on the city wall.

"Brothers, you have worked hard!" Su Zixuan looked at the six or seven million army and did not say.

"Your Majesty, I can't wait!"

The army said in unison.

The sound of an army of six or seven million shook the sky, and the birds were shocked.

"You will not forget your sacrifice of life and death, and we will not forget the blood army!

Su Zixuan looked at the army and then looked at the people behind him and said.

"We can be said to have fought three battles to determine Ji Xin, and Shengjing now seems to be like a treasure trove!"

Su Zixuan read aloud: "The first battle, the battle of Shimen City, behead its 600,000. ”

"The second battle, the Battle of Condor City, beheaded its millions. ”

"The third battle, the battle of Jiangbei City, beheaded its 800,000. ”

......

Looking at the Holy Capital City that was close at hand, Su Zixuan also felt a lot of emotion, and he still remembered that when he first entered the Holy Capital City, he was recommended by Nan Batian, the king of Nanjun, to enter the Blood King.

At that time, it was also the same as this month, it was winter, the holy capital was pale, the whole city was covered in snow, the city was closed by heavy snow, and snowflakes fell from time to time.

Watching the holy capital slowly become huge little by little.

Su Zixuan still vaguely remembered the scene in the city, the entire city of Shengjing was built with white jade stones, and the guards on it, they were wearing silver armor, holding silver blades, the cold wind was cold, and the guards did not change their faces......

And when he went there again, it was already the time to be crowned, and Su Zixuan at that time was arrogant and wanted to do something for the Qingxuan Dynasty.

After the rebellion of the kings of the Ji clan in the back, the purging of the mountains and wilderness, the eradication of the rebellion of the Mo clan, the destruction of the ghost spirit gate, and the handling of the heavenly master by the Qing monarch, it has been hundreds of years since then.

Now that he is looking at the dilapidated mountains and rivers, he Su Zixuan finally came to Shengjing again.

On the other side, Tianxuan, Nan Batian and his party also looked thoughtfully at the Sacred Capital City in the distance, and the Holy Capital City left them with too many memories......

After a while, Su Zixuan stopped recalling and said sonorously with his back to the people behind him: "Even if you send troops, storm the Holy Capital City! Do whatever it takes!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

When they returned, they flew down the city and came to the front of the army.

Tianxuan began to issue orders.

"The rear army has become the front army, and the king has an order to storm the holy capital city at all costs!"

"Yes!"

The army replied.

......

The six or seven million bloody army set out.

Six or seven million bloody armies dressed in black fish scale armor, black and turquoise crowns on their heads, black and gold masks with animal patterns, and red cloaks on their backs, are like maple forests in autumn colors, fiery red and red, plus scattered snow, just like a giant landscape painting.

There was a loud and urgent trumpet, and the army was dispatched......

On the court hall of the holy capital, the court hall is decorated with white coarse cloth, and the interior is quite low, changing the festive and magnificent color of the past,......

Ji Xin sat on the dragon chair, draped in a white cloth, wearing a white stripe on his head, and the hundred officials below were also decorated like this, and then stood in an orderly line.

"My son is dead, I want Su Zixuan to bury my son and my dead army!

Ji Xin's eyes were red, the second son Ji Luoqiu was one of his most valued heirs, but now he fell into the hands of Su Zixuan, it turned out that when Su Zixuan sent out the army, he pulled Ji Luoqiu out to correct the law on the spot and took it to sacrifice the flag, and it was also for the fallen soldiers to see them off.

"Back to ...... Your Majesty, I think we're going to think about it for the long haul!"

Then he talked about the results of the three wars.

"In the first battle with Su Zixuan, the battle of Shimen City, we lost 600,000 troops, all of whom were beheaded, and in the second battle, the battle of Flying Eagle City, we were beheaded by millions. In the third battle, the Battle of Jiangbei City, 800,000 were beheaded. ”

"Now that the Bloody Monarch is in the limelight, it is not appropriate to send troops! In addition, there are less than two million defenders in the city now, and there are six or seven million troops on Su Zixuan's side, so it is tantamount to ...... for us to send troops now."

"It's nothing like something!

The white-haired old minister, trembling and replied intermittently: "Returning to Your Majesty is tantamount to seeking your own death and hitting your eggs with stones!"

"Himeko...... Do you know that you are dying! What is it called seeking your own death, and what is it called hitting an egg with a stone! I have a jade seal! I have a jade seal!" Ji Xin broke out in an instant, this Ji Lingzi was already an important minister of the Three Dynasties, and he was also the initiator of the ruling of the vassal king.

"Someone, someone...... Pull Ji Guzi out to me and behead him, Ji Guzi disturbs the court, cholera and the heart of the army, unforgivable...... Unforgivable!"

Ji Xin threw everything on the table down, her eyes red.

"Your Majesty, no!"

"Your Majesty!"

The crowd hurriedly knelt down and begged.

"Whoever asks, let's go together!" Ji Xin was even more furious when he saw this.

"Huh...... Hehe, old man, I understand today, the world of this Ji family is rotten to the point of home, and it is irretrievable, His Majesty Ji Shengxian is above, my Ji Guzi is sorry for Your Majesty, sorry for the Ji family, sorry for the world......"

After Ji Guzi finished speaking tremblingly, he burned his soul primordial baby, and directly hit the dragon pillar on the throne, and died directly on the court.

After hearing this, everyone fell into a slump and did not speak.

And Ji Xin seemed to regret it a little after seeing it, but it was too late, so he sat down on the ground all of a sudden, and there was no longer a bit of imperial energy......

"Father...... Erchen thinks that we might as well unite with the other two vassal kings to fight against Su Zixuan together, and Erchen is willing to go in person!"

Ji Luodong prostrate on the ground and said bitterly.

"Winter......

Ji Xin's haggard eyes seemed to be shining.

"San'er, do you know how dangerous this is? I'm sorry for you for my father......"

Saying that, Ji Xin hid her face.

"Your Majesty, I think what the third prince said makes sense!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Everyone knelt together as if they had picked up a life-saving straw.

Ji Xin also had nothing to do, so she covered her face helplessly and said, "Go ahead...... Go, I'll go!"

The scene fell into a gloomy ......