The king of Qiongyao is auspicious

Chapter 109

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"What..." "He is trying so hard to destroy my North Korea. What is a mere imperial envoy! In order to turn the opportunity for one person, does he really think that I, Li Quansi, am an idiot! Park Dongzan—you idiot, trash! Get out of here, get out——" Su Zong was sobered up by the huge blow, and suddenly realized that he had already jumped into the serial trap dug by others, and it was impossible to climb up even if he tried to climb up. , at the moment, he only felt a burst of anger in his heart that he couldn't even catch his breath. After he yelled, suddenly, a fishy sweetness surged in his throat, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground...

At dusk that day, Liu Guang handed a piece of paper to the Thirteenth Master with a gloomy smile on his face. His slender Xiuya fingers picked up the thin paper, on which were written two lines of small characters in neat handwriting, and the Thirteenth Master was reading When he came to these words, the corners of his light-colored lips evoked a flamboyant smile, "Ha~ Sure enough, the results are immediate~ Youjie, ah Youjie, this time, it's still a great achievement for you!"

Li Wei looked at Thirteenth Master in a daze, took a look at the note he handed over, and suddenly the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched happily, "Suzong... is dead?!" There were only eight words on the note, but it was Representing a earth-shaking change in North Korea, 'Suzong died suddenly and Jingzong succeeded to the throne. 'Suzong Li Xuan, courtesy name Quansi, the North Korean lord who could have lived smoothly for another 16 years in history, just like that, was pissed to death by a single sentence from Lord Thirteen, at the age of 43...

"Yes, I'm dead~" Master, can your voice stop being so turbulent... Can you show some respect for the dead..."All this is due to you, so if Li Quansi The servant came to look for this king, and this king will introduce him to your place for a visit, ahh~" The thirteenth master waved his fan proudly and turned back to the backyard, leaving behind gnashing his teeth, Zarke He Liuguang looked at him with great sympathy, shook his head, turned around and flickered... Or stay away from Mr. Li at night, they don't want to be chased by ghosts in the middle of the night...

On this day, the right minister Pu Dongzan brought back the terms of the Qing Dynasty’s agreement for peace, and at the same time, he also brought back Suzong’s life talisman. The 43-year-old Suzong Li Xuan died of anger and vomiting blood. The 16-year-old Jingzong Li Yun, in this In the turbulent situation, he succeeded to the throne.Li Yun's mother, Zhang Xibing, was a well-known powerful woman in North Korean history. Perhaps because of her many evil deeds, Li Yun was born weak and sick.

The external troubles have not been eliminated, and the internal troubles have arisen again. The situation in North Korea at this time has made the Thirteenth Lord lose the mood to continue spending time with them. When Ku went out to fight, his man was already raising him), the Thirteenth Lord gave an order, and all the [-] elite infantry battalions landed on the territory of North Korea, vowing to capture the entire territory of North Korea in the shortest possible time!

The two armies on the northern coast received general orders, and they no longer hid their private interests. Sixty thousand troops came out. And surrounded by Shuofang Road, attacked with artillery fire, and then carried out a carpet search and killing... Yinxiang stood on the city wall of Sangju, the capital of Xialingnan Province that was just captured, watching the bones piled up under his feet, and the blood flowed like a river. cold and indifferent...

Except for the 22 troops of Fei Yangguna who stayed on the periphery for a while, the remaining [-] elites all went to the Korean battlefield. From the surroundings to the middle, they gradually showed a tendency to encircle. The main force of the North Korean army has been lost, and the next step is the most primitive and brutal hand-to-hand combat.

Seven days later, the commanders of the three armies joined forces outside Pyongyang, and the 20 army lost no more than a thousand people. At this time, except for the [-] soldiers of the Thirteen Lords, the other two armies have been sent to the periphery to conduct a new round of carpet hunting.The Thirteenth Lord stood on the high wall of Pyongyang City, and the four princes were separated on both sides. The narrow and long phoenix eyes of the Aixinjueluo family were half covered, and the dark eyes could not help but flashed a trace of struggle. Thousands of miles of sorrow...

The wrath of the emperor, laying down millions of corpses, bleeding and drifting... Since North Korea dared to challenge the prestige of the celestial dynasty, it should be prepared to die in order to appease the wrath of the emperor.Yinxiang turned around, looked at the brother in front of him with starry eyes and peach blossom eyes, and lightly parted his light-colored thin lips, "What we are carrying is the livelihood and hope of thousands of people in our Qing Dynasty. If brothers stop here, then From now on, this king will not force you to go with me."

The slender Xiuya fingers slowly pulled out the saber at the waist, the silvery white slender blade shone dazzlingly in the sun, like the star's cold and bright eyes.The moment the sword was raised and the sword fell, an army of one hundred thousand broke through the city gate, and the sound of killing and cutting was everywhere.Yinxiang, dressed in a moon-white embossed wide-sleeved brocade suit, walked down the tower step by step with slow but firm steps, and when his wrists were turned, blood spattered everywhere...

Yinfeng frowned slightly and looked at the pile of corpses stepping forward step by step below. Yinxiang, that knife had fought with his long whip in the past so many days, and he was always angry. Why couldn't he win? He, even if he knew that Yinxiang couldn't win him without trying his best, now he understands that his whip is a sharp weapon to hurt people, but Yinxiang's knife is a murder weapon... He can't win him, and he will never win...

Watching that tall and straight figure go away step by step, every step is accompanied by at least one corpse falling down, whether it is a soldier or a civilian, an old man or a child, a man or a woman, under his sword, only... the enemy... It's the enemy, so, all be damned!On Yinzhen's stern face, his brows were furrowed. In his mind, it seemed that when Yinxiang picked Geerdan off his horse, that murderous look was overflowing, making people feel like falling into the abyss of blood...

"Fourth...?" Seeing Yinzhen suddenly turned around and stepped down the tower, the boss raised his eyebrows and looked at him in his spare time, "Since we are brothers, how can anyone sneak away!" Yinfeng took the adjutant beside him and handed him the long sword , Throwing his whip aside, "Let's go! If you don't hurry up to thirteen, you will run away!" Lao Ba also threw away the folding fan in his hand and took the long sword in his hand, and said.

"That's right~ Shisan is really ruthless when he grabs power! He even killed without even saying hello. He really doesn't pay attention to me!" A slap sent cordial condolences, "Try to swear at me again!"... At this moment, Yinzhen Wannian Bingshan's face seemed to be filled with a touch of warmth, "Let's go." Turning around and walking down the tower, Aixin Brothers of the Jueluo family, no matter where we go, we always want to be together!

Step by step towards the palace gate, Yinxiang heard strange movements behind him, and swung the long knife out instantly when he turned around. When the black peach blossom eyes reflected the figure standing in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the blade in his hand stopped at the tip of the man's nose, Yinxiang Zhen's black phoenix eyes didn't even blink at him, a faint smile appeared on his stern face, "Don't go so fast, second brother is getting old and can't catch up with us..."

The suffocating and murderous aura in his black eyes gradually faded away. Yinxiang looked at the brothers who were not far away, slashing people with a sword and rushing towards this side. The corners of his pale lips subconsciously raised a shallow arc. The warmth gradually spread throughout the body, "Ah, I see." A deep and hoarse voice sounded slowly, with a flip of the wrist, and a backhand swing, the sneak attacker behind was killed by one blow, but the fatal wound, this time, was Two swords pierced through.

Yinzhen withdrew the long sword in his hand, looked at the man with half-covered starry eyes in front of him, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Let's go." "Yeah." Yinxiang nodded slightly, and looked at the three brothers who had already walked towards them not far away , turned around and clasped the long knife in his hand again, he was never afraid of walking alone on the road of killing, but the feeling of brothers being connected by blood to fight side by side made him nostalgic even more, he was just... tired of loneliness...

Stepping on countless corpses all the way, standing outside the gate of the palace, which cannot be compared with Sijiu City, there are five brothers lined up, behind them, a hundred thousand elites are ready to go, four long swords and a saber are raised high, and the swords touch , Wushuang also looked at each other with haughty and flamboyant black eyes, and opened her thin lips lightly, "For my love of Xinjueluo, the country will last forever, and for my Qing Dynasty's eternal foundation, we will swear here." With a swish, The sword pointed straight at the gate of the palace in an instant, "All obstacles that block our steps will be killed!" They swore in unison, even though the voice was not very loud, it was enough to penetrate the clouds and reach the sky, because the brothers are united by one heart and blood ...

prince sad

At this time, the main force of North Korea had been lost, and the defense in the palace was empty. Jingzong Li Yun was weak and sick, and because of his mother's identity, he had no prestige in the court.In fact, Li Chong is also a very rare talent to be a king, but it is a pity that he was born in the wrong place...

When the thirteenth master's saber was resting on his neck, Li Tong's expression was calm, but when his eyes touched the dead body of the palace man behind Yinxiang, he showed a trace of sorrow, knelt down on his knees, and turned towards the outside of the palace. He kowtowed his head three times, "It is I, Mrs. Li, who is ashamed of North Korea and the common people. Li's death is not a pity." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, "May I never be born in the emperor's house again..."

The Thirteenth Master took back his knife when he closed his eyes and waited for death to come. A pair of black and cold peach blossom eyes looked at Li Chong with a puzzled expression, and his light-colored thin lips parted slightly, "You are wrong." After the voice fell, the hall was closed tightly The door was pushed open from the outside, and four brothers, including Yinzhen, walked in. Their light-colored gowns were also stained with blood, "Thirteen, it's not over yet."

Yinxiang didn't turn around, but just looked at Li Tong, who was only in his teens, "It's not a mistake to be born in the emperor's family."