It's just that Yan Zhiwei's words are too tragic, and the scenes of death and injury described are the same as those that he and others went to investigate. plus the edict issued by Emperor Wen, it will be finalized!

Li Xuan, the youngest son of King Xiang, is a foreign race, killing his father and bullying the king, and he is a national thief!

Looking at Yan Zhiwei's extremely panicked affection, Lu Ziyi immediately judged that what he was saying at the moment was the real truth!

This change made Lu Ziyi's brain a little trance-like, and a sky-high flame ignited in his heart, and it seemed that the blood in his whole body was boiling!

He stepped forward and gently pinched Yan Zhiwei's chin, and said in a cold voice: "Captain Yan, you are already guilty of reversing black and white! Now because of you, tens of thousands of my Xiangjun Erlang have been killed in battle, and you ...... Convicted?"

Yan Zhiwei's face was already full of tears, and he nodded suddenly, and in turn hugged Li Xuan's leg and screamed: "Xiao Shizi spare your life! I have agreed to your request, after the facts are announced, can you spare my dog's life, I don't want to die yet, Xiao Shizi, you have to make the decision for me!"

Li Xuan's expression was indifferent, looking at Yan Zhiwei who was lying on his stomach at his feet, he only felt an extreme nausea!

Lu Ziyi let out a loud snort, raised his hand and slapped an extremely loud slap, and scolded angrily: "Yan Zhiwei, you are still not a man." King Xiang has saved your life before! You can really sit down with the general of Zhenguo in peace, roll down the city tower for me, kneel on the ground, and shout the facts just now to the camp of the Xiang army! If one less person knows, I will definitely skin you alive and light the sky lantern!"

"Bang"

Lu Ziyi's foot was extremely strong, and he kicked Yan Zhiwei and his two guards down from the majestic city tower. One by one, they knelt on the ground, their eyes revealing an extreme desire to survive. His knees rubbed against the snow in the city, and he just yelled mechanically:

"I am the sinner of Xiangjing, and I, Yan Zhiwei, am the national thief! Xiao Shizi is innocent, and it was the Tang dialect of Nanyue that killed King Xiang! The one who slandered Xiao Shizi and King Xiang was Li Wen, the Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty!"

Their voices were already hoarse, except for Yan Zhiwei, the throats of the other two guards were already swollen, and this extreme fear of death made the two of them faint!

Yan Zhiwei didn't dare to stop after seeing the two of them die, and shouted again by holding on to the only trace of clarity he had left. At the moment, Yan Zhiwei's only purpose is to live! He can't care about the blood blisters grinding out of his knees, he just wants a glimmer of life!

Then, Yan Zhiwei's words were like an unprecedented monstrous hurricane, which swept through the entire Zhennanguan army in an instant!

As Yan Zhiwei continued to move forward, more and more Xiangjun iron horsemen understood the truth of the facts, and their eyes were full of tears, and they were about to suffocate, only to feel as if a sledgehammer had hammered heavily on their chests! Thinking of the insulting banners in the South Vietnamese army, they couldn't wait to knock out Yan Zhiwei's mouth full of teeth with their bare hands!

Then the eyes of the 200,000 Xiangjun were wrapped in monstrous anger, and they glared at Yan Zhiwei in the field, if the gaze could kill people, Yan Zhiwei had died thousands of times!

Yan Zhiwei's knees were dragged alive on the ground, drawing a deep scarlet bloodstain, his throat was almost unable to make a sound, and the words in his mouth were inaudible. In the end, there was just a creepy "ho-ho" sound. His throat had cracked in the repetition of the loud voice......

"Phew, you conscienceless dog!"

"Yan Zhiwei, I don't think Ling Chi will be able to relieve his hatred when he kills you!"

"Pigs and dogs are not as good, you are simply a loss of conscience!"

A full hour passed, and Yan Zhiwei's face was already covered with several layers of thick spittle, and it was finally coming to an end.

At this moment, he looked up and saw Lu Ziyi walking over slowly, with a strong joy on his face, holding back his hoarse throat, begging for mercy: "General Lu, please spare me......"

Before the words fell, the iron spear with cold light in Lu Ziyi's hand pierced Yan Zhiwei's chest, and there was a strong disgust in Lu Ziyi's eyes, he didn't even want to see Yan Zhiwei's fallen body.

"Well killed!"

Xiang Junzhong suddenly roared, and they all looked excited, and clenched their fists fiercely!

It turns out that our little prince is not a so-called alien race at all! Li Zhu, the king of Xiang, was not killed by Li Xuan at all!

As soon as they thought of this, everyone suddenly raised their heads at this moment, looking at the handsome figure standing next to the bronze statue of King Xiang on the city tower, and their eyes were red.

Lu Ziyi put the spear in his hand on the ground, buried his head and knocked it down, and roared excitedly:

"Xiangjing sin general Lu Ziyi once again asked Xiao Shizi to lead me to retreat from the enemy!"

It's just that in just one month, Xiangjun has been exposed because of the rumors fabricated by Yan Zhiwei. When they learned the truth at this moment, their eyes were also full of excitement, and their mouths were also dry!

"Mourn, mourn!" a neat kneeling voice, rubbing against the iron armor on his body, humming and trembling. Reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, the 200,000 Xiang troops in the Guannai actually knelt down on one knee fiercely, and on their faces that had been baptized by the fire of war, hot tears were rolling down, dripping in the snow and steaming a trace of heat.

At this moment, he yelled neatly:

"Please Xiao Shizi strengthen my big Xiang! Kill Tang dialect!"

The loud voice seemed to roar the rivers and mountains, constantly echoing in the south pass of this town, and even the snow on the platform was shaken and fell down one after another.

The eyes of each and every one of them were full of excitement! The entire Xiang army was fighting again at this moment!

Their thunderous words slammed into Li Xuan's heart, looking at the Xiang army in front of him who had rekindled his fighting spirit, he suppressed the tears that were about to gush out, picked up the battle flag of the Xiang army, raised his voice in the air, and raised his voice: "Xiang army men, follow me out of the city tomorrow to break the enemy!"

"Do as the king commands!"

Li Xuan looked at the black head in front of him, and everyone's eyes were full of hope. Slowly exhaled, gently touched the bronze statue of King Xiang beside him, and there was endless generosity in his heart: Father......

(There is also a shift in the evening...... ）