Acacia, don't be negative

Chapter 533
If he wanted to show it to others, probably the only thing he wanted to show it to others was to show it to himself, and also to Su Ruoqing who was far away in the sky.He can do everything he can to protect her. He can do whatever Su Ruoqing can and cannot do.

Ye Song stretched out his hand to gently cover Su Jing's eyes, and kissed his lips.

This also became a question that troubled Su Jing for a long time later. Why did Ye Song cover his eyes at that time?She later said that because his eyes were so seductive, she didn't want others to see them.

Gui Ji looked a little sad, and quietly retreated out.His master was right, perhaps this was the best ending.Because his master's original goal has been achieved, Beixia's country will be as solid as a golden soup, and the royal family will pass on from generation to generation, and she will look very happy.His master just traded his love for this beautiful country, no matter how many times it has been done, maybe his master will make the same choice.

Because everyone has everyone's responsibility.

The cheers in the Beixia camp this night seemed to be an unprecedented happy event.Thousands of Beixia soldiers, who didn't know what happened, also cheered together.Almost everyone's heart was full of eager joy, because the war was over, they could finally go back and rebuild their homes, and most importantly, they were all still alive.

The next day was bright, and the eastern sky glowed with a golden glow, which illuminated layer after layer of clouds.The morning sun is about to rise, and Su Chen, as the commander of one side, gives an order, and the whole army rises up to attack the city.

From the beginning to the end, neither Su Jing nor Ye Song showed up.Nan Zhen didn't know that Su Jing was still alive, and they didn't even know that Ye Song had escaped from the palace.

Nanzhen's city gate temporarily replaced the city guard, and the cooperation was far worse than the previous tacit understanding.The Nanzheng soldiers guarded the city gate to prevent Beixia from taking a step forward.

However, the general trend.

A hundred steps away from the city tower, a huge cannon head stood on the ground.Not only the Nanzhen people have never seen anything like this, even the soldiers of the Northern Xia Dynasty have never seen such a thing.

This is Ye Qing's masterpiece.These dozens of cannon heads were all supervised and manufactured according to her design.The soldiers of Beixia didn't know how to use it at all.

At this time, Gui Ji has become Ye Qing's best assistant.She had taught Gui Ji how to use the cannon, and she was also very good at calculating the distance and range. After telling Gui Ji where to aim, with an order, Gui Ji lit the cannon head.

Just listening to the sound of cannons like earthquake and thunder, the shells flew out and blew up the opponent's tower.With just one shot, a gap was made.

It turned out that what Ye Qing said about bombing the gate of Su Ruoqing's palace was true.With such a cannonball going on, starting and ending at the palace gate, the palace wall will collapse for a long time.

Seeing this, the Northern Xia army's morale was greatly boosted.The Ye family army applauded Ye Qing one after another, the Ji family brothers couldn't wait to step forward, according to Ye Qing and Gui Ji's cooperation method, lit another cannon head.Afterwards, Ye Xiu and his wife also went to try it, Su Chen and Liu Jie also went to try it, and it went on like this, the gate of Nanzhen City was broken, almost effortlessly.

The city gate fell, and the palace where Nan Xirong was located seemed to tremble three times with every sound of a cannon.The soldiers who came back to report said that the enemy had used flying explosives, which were extremely powerful, but Nanzhen had no way to fight back.

According to later historical records, it was the most miraculous and powerful weapon in the history of Beixia, and it defeated Nanzhen without a single soldier.

After the city gate of Nanzhen was broken, the dozens of cannons were moved to the place of the city gate, and further bombarded the palace of Nanzhen.Nanzhen's remaining tens of thousands of Imperial Forest Army were turned into cannon fodder in front of the cannon, unable to resist at all.The imperial palace was on fire everywhere, and the ministers in Beijing ran away with their heads in their arms. The palace people frantically sought for a way out, and all the valuables in the imperial palace that could be moved were swept away.Some elderly civil servants knelt in front of the palace, the palace wall collapsed, and the flames were everywhere. Their crooked bodies could not withstand the light blow, and they still insisted on admonishing: "Your Majesty, surrender—or Nanzhen will be killed." perish forever—”

? ?Above the huge golden palace, compared to the continuous roar outside, the inside was eerily quiet.Nan Xirong sat on the topmost cold golden dragon chair, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with a mask half covering his face, making his expression seem to be soaked in the last twilight after the sunset.After that, everything disappears.

? ?The Golden Palace also trembled with the sound of the guns outside, and the two thick golden pillars were cracked, as if they were about to collapse.On the high beams, fine pieces of sawdust and rubble kept falling down, landing on Nan Xirong's shoulders and hair.

? ?The deadly remonstrance of the ministers at the door reached Nan Xirong's ears, but he didn't respond at all.Then there were terrified and panicked shouts.Before Nan Xirong realized what had happened, suddenly a fireball fell from the sky and fell straight towards the Golden Palace.There was a deafening bang in my ears, the beams were blown up, and the entire Golden Palace shook violently, looking crumbling, the roof was gone, and the walls on all sides began to collapse inch by inch. His vision was blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Originally, the most resplendent court hall in Nanzhen, it turned into dust and ruins between day and night.Some of the ministers failed to run away, and were crushed to death by the falling burning crossbars. Some escaped the catastrophe of life and death, but they were powerless. They stopped and fell to the ground after they could not run far. Breathing fades.

When the living minister, who was still breathing, thought that Nan Xirong would be buried in the ruins, a figure stumbled out of the doorway, his body was covered with dust, and he could no longer see the golden mask, Black hair and a bright yellow dragon robe.Panting for breath, he stood in front of the palace gate, like a front lining, tiny against the collapse of the palace behind him.

Nan Xirong turned around, only the whites of her long and narrow eyes were clean.He knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to be this way.

He didn't even have room to fight back.From the beginning of thinking that after so many years of preparation, the war with Beixia would definitely win, to the fact that he didn't believe that he would lose.

But right now, he is indeed about to lose, and there is nothing left after losing.He is not afraid of becoming the king of a subjugated country, he is not afraid of being infamous through the ages, he is only afraid of being sorry for himself, and he has no previous shame, he refuses to accept it, he is unwilling!

Thinking in this way, Nan Xi was struggling and tormenting in his heart, his qi and blood were tumbling uncontrollably, and suddenly he bowed his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.When he saw such a dazzling color, the veins on his forehead bulged out, and his heart jumped accordingly, and there was a moment of buzzing blankness in his mind.

Something must be wrong.He raised his eyes and looked around, and the ministers who had been admonished before were almost dead all at once.There were one or two lying on the ground, as if holding their last breath, wanting to say something to Nan Xirong, their fingers twitched on the ground, reluctant to close their eyes.

No, he hasn't completely lost yet!He still has a chip in his hand!Thinking of this, Nan Xirong immediately seemed to have found hope, with a gleam in his eyes, he brushed the dust off his body casually, and was about to leave here in a hurry.

When passing by a minister, he stretched out his old hand and grabbed the corner of Nan Xirong's clothes, "Surrender..."

Nan Xirong had no intention of listening to it, and it was impossible for him to follow suit, so the minister opened his mouth, and he pulled out the corner of his clothes, regardless of his life or death, strode past him without looking back.

After Nan Xirong left, the minister sighed with tears in his eyes: "Forget it..." Finally he closed his eyes.

Finally, the sound of the cannons stopped, and the shouts of killing came from the palace gate, rushing straight in.Some of Nanzhen's remaining guards became deserters, and some resisted desperately.On the way Nan Xirong went to find Ye Song who was imprisoned, some soldiers came to report that the palace gate could not last long, so the generals who led the battle suddenly fell ill and died suddenly for some reason.

After Nan Xirong heard this, his breath couldn't be contained again, and he hurriedly pressed down with his insides, and spit out a second mouthful of blood.He knew it was not accidental, because he, too, had been poisoned at some point.Then Nan Xirong ordered someone to bring Ye Song back. He drew the soldier's sword and went to the front hall to command in person.

However, despite this, the Nanzhen Yulin Army is like a defeated ants, and they can be defeated in one blow.

The Northern Xia army was like a team of wolves and tigers, and quickly occupied the entire palace. Nan Xirong stood on the high stone platform, and at a glance, the entire outer hall of the palace was lined up neatly with soldiers of the Northern Xia.But Nan Zhen's Imperial Forest Army retreated to his side, not daring to rush forward to attack again, this is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

But Nan Xirong was very angry, he couldn't make Bei Xia see the joke, how could the Nanzhen Yulin Army be so vulnerable.So Nan Xirong issued orders more than once to let the remaining Imperial Forest Army continue to attack. Someone among the Imperial Forest Army said: "Your Majesty, there are so many enemy troops. Even if we attack, we will die in vain. Why don't we escort the Emperor to fight a bloody road and leave now?" Here, wait for another day to make a comeback!"

Nan Xirong lost his mind, swung his sword and beheaded the person who spoke, roaring angrily: "I don't want to make a comeback, I want you to go back now! Otherwise, why would I support you! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

His swordsmanship was the same as that of his people, he also lost his mind, instead of slashing at the enemy, he slashed at his imperial guards without any rules, as if these were his enemies, let him kill them happily.

He was covered in blood, and saw a group of imperial guards fall beside him, and the living imperial guards retreated one after another, surrounding Nan Xirong, not daring to step forward, nor dare to turn against him, but they couldn't hide their anger.

The sword in Nan Xirong's hand was stained with bright red blood, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Su Chen stood at the head of Beixia's army, wearing military uniform and riding a steed, watching all this with cold eyes.All the Beixia troops watched quietly, as if this was just Nan Xirong's one-man show.

Nan Xirong challenged Su Chen: "Come on! You all come! I won't surrender, don't even think about surrendering to you Beixia again!"

Su Chen's voice was cold and loud: "Even if you want to surrender, Bei Xia will not accept your surrender. A dog who loses his family is not qualified to negotiate terms at all."

(End of this chapter)