The Favoured Medical Princess

05

The wind blew, the yellow sand covered the sky

Early in the morning, the sleepy West Night City was awakened by the rumbling footsteps and horseshoes from afar, and the soldiers on the city wall yelled: "The South Xinjiang Army is here! The South Xinjiang Army is here!"

There was a sudden chaos near the city gate, and the whole city was struck by lightning, waking up in an instant!

With the soaring horn, the news of the soldiers coming to the south of the Xinjiang army spread to the entire city of Xiye. People, soldiers, and even the palace all knew that the enemy of the western night's enemy, the official army, led the army. Approaching the capital!

All the city guards in the city and the twelfth battalion transferred from the Dongshan camp came from the end of the street, as if all the rivers gathered into the sea.

The western night guards on the city wall looked far and wide, and at a glance saw a dozen miles away, a black and oppressed army stepped on the sky and the yellow sand, and the halberd was like a forest. The endless dark clouds of the sky are connected together, and the end is not seen at a glance, releasing an ominous breath.

"rumble"

As the hundred thousand troops approached, the heavy and solid horseshoes, footsteps, armor collision sound became louder and louder, rolling like a thunderous thunder, murderous, thrilling, and each time it struck like a heavy hammer. In the heart of Xiyeren, a fact was announced--

I am afraid that they are really facing the ruin of their country!

Hundreds of thousands of southern Xinjiang troops stopped at a distance of 50 or 60 feet from the city gate. In front of them was a black, white and two banners waving in the wind, standing proudly.

A blaze of fire suddenly lit up from the black army.

Suddenly attracted the Western Night Guards on the city wall. Their eyes fell on a rocket beside the black banner. A man wearing a silver-white armor sat on a tall dark cloud and stepped on the snow. , The bow opened like a full moon, and the arrow went like a meteor.

"Swoosh!"

The rocket flew across the sky like a meteor, with great force and glory.

Blink away.

At the next moment, the western night banner above the city wall had been hit by the rocket, the flagpole was fragile and snapped in half like a reed, and at the same time, the bright sparks jumped on the big red banner, and the flag was blazing in the blink of an eye. Burning, falling down from the high city walls, the flag turned to ashes in the sand

At this moment, it seems that even time has slowed down

Looking at this scene, those western night guards suddenly felt that their original shaky faith also appeared a crack with the falling of the flag

"Siege!"

With Xiao Yi's shouting, Wan Jian followed, and the dense rain fell like a torrential rain. The walls of the city were covered by a sky of fire and rain. The screams and wailing sounded one after another, and a thick death air gradually diffused.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of war drums rumbling loudly, louder than loudly, for the southern army, the morale is rising; but for the Western Yeren, it is like a desperate bell!

The drums are constantly on, this is just the beginning!

Hundreds of thousands of the southern Xinjiang army seemed to be tired without knowing it. Battalions followed one camp after another, even if the sunset rose.

The sound of arrows, slinging stones, crashing into the city gates, drums of war, the sound of shouting and killing endlessly.

They declared their determination with their actions!

The next day and the third day, the flames of war

Unconsciously, the violent siege battle has lasted for three days. The walls of the capital have been riddled with holes and broken, like a sleepy beast with a long and persistent breath. I don’t know when it will fall down.

The so-called war is to step on the corpse and walk out. After three days of bloody fighting, the corpses in the city have already piled up like mountains. Even in the cold winter, the decay of the corpses cannot be stopped. A bloody and rotten smell permeates the city. Adding a bit of despair to the already heavy atmosphere, even the sound of the war drums that had not stopped for three days and three nights seemed to become louder.

"Boom"

I don’t know when, there was a thunderous thunder in the sky, and the dense clouds clouded the light, and then suddenly, a huge lightning struck the city below, as if heaven had sent a punishment.

In the palace, the king of the Western Ye and the courtiers of the Wenwu Dynasty gathered in the court hall. Everyone was sinking in the water, their hearts seemed to be pressed against the boulders, and their souls were not kept.

So far, it doesn’t make much sense to say anything

The King of the West Night sitting on the top throne was restless, haggard, and desperate. Only a few days later, there was a lot of white hair in the black hair, and the whole person was ten years old.

He is no longer the once ambitious king of the Western Night, but has become a dying king in the evening of Xishan.

He clenched the armrest of the tiger's head on the throne anxiously, the blue muscles floating on the back of his hand, the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he murmured in his heart: No, no!This should not be the case.Shouldn't be like this

As if enchanted, this sentence echoed repeatedly in his ears, eyes that had not slept for a few nights were covered with red blood, and the eye sockets were deeply recessed.

He was strong and strong in the Western Night Soldiers, full of treasury, and dedicated to the next two years. These two years were the most prosperous moment after the founding of the Western Nights. He opened the border to the west at night, but did not expect that he was finally forced to the point where the capital could not be guaranteed at any time!

Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai's two South Xinjiang Army had only a total of 100,000 troops after their division, but he had a full army of 400,000 troops in the Western Night. Even the border guards could not be adjusted lightly, and there were 300,000 soldiers to call. .

However, now Xiye has more than 100,000 troops trapped in Dayu Xijiang, and Xiao Yi intercepted 40,000 border reinforcements, so that there are only 60,000 defenders in the city, how can these 60,000 defenders cope with 100,000 The army of southern Xinjiang can only watch the official language approaching step by step

How could the war situation reach this point?!

He was forced to die by the hundreds of thousands of troops in southern Xinjiang in the night!

Is this purely accidental, or is the official Bai Bai keenly peeking at the opportunity to simply take advantage of the situation?!

The king of the night suddenly stood up and walked anxiously around the throne, feeling full of emotions.

If the official language is to take advantage of the situation, he is simply a dangerous move!

Is it that he and Xiao Yi are not afraid of a carelessness, and will make their 100,000 troops in southern Xinjiang fall to his west, will the whole army be wiped out?

To risk with the majority of their southern Xinjiang army, the official language Bai and Xiao Yi are not fighting, they are simply gambling?!

And he Gao Mingyu was far-sighted, step by step, and even lost to two crazy desperation?!

Thinking about it, the King of the West Night seemed to be frozen, unable to move for a while.

He couldn't help but think, if at the moment when he learned that the official language Bai Bingbing came to the west night, he immediately made up his mind to give up attacking Dayu Xijiang and bring all the troops back, will it be another kind now? situation?

Is this the "luck" of the official language, and this is "life"?

No, he does not believe, he only believes in himself!

How can there be "life" and "heaven" in this world, otherwise how could the official army at that time be easily destroyed, and the Emperor Dayu was not in charge of his Dayu Mountains?!

"boom!"

The King of the West Night punched hard on the armrest of the throne, knocking his hands blue and purple, but he didn't feel it.

The others in the palace were holding their breath and dared not make a sound. It took a long time before they heard the voice of King Xiye and asked, "Lakda, is there any news from Xie Yifeng?"

It was heard that Lakda's body stiffened and swallowed. Only then did he return with difficulty: "Go back to the king, there is no news"

When Xie Yifeng left, he vowed to say that he would complete the task, and came back with the official Mandarin white, but after leaving, he went into the sea like a mud cow, and there was no news, nor did he know whether he was recognized by the official Mandarin Bai, or

Lakda didn't dare to think about it, and he bent his head down a bit.

Xi Yewang's face was even more ugly, and he snorted with anger and disdain: "Sure enough! As a lieutenant of the official family army, even the official family army can betray, it is not a trustworthy person!"

His voice was still falling. Outside the hall, there was a mess of footsteps. A warrior wearing a bronze helmet and an indescribable warrior rushed towards this side. His mouth shouted with exhaustion: "The king is not good! The city gate was broken!"

It is said that all the civil and military ministers in the temple hall have their pupils shrink, and they are shocked.

Xu Yu, the soldier stepped into the hall, and re-informed the words just now.

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the hall, and the death-like silence pervaded.

Xiyewang almost fell off and sat down on the high-backed big chair behind him, and Founder's face was completely bloodless.

Lakda below took a deep breath, raised his head, and clenched his fists in a loud voice: "Shang Wang, for the sake of the overall situation, please ask Wang Shang to evacuate from the capital city quickly, leaving Qingshan without worrying about firewood. , You can make a comeback in the future!"

The Xiyewang was tight all over and did not speak.

He is not reconciled!

Once he withdrew from the capital city, most of Xiye's mountains and rivers would be gone. Could he be called "King"?

The funeral dog is almost the same!

No, he can't walk away in vain!

There was another moment of silence in the hall.

Soon, another rapid running sound came from outside, and another soldier also came in, saying: "Sovereign, the outer city gate broke, and the southern army entered the city!"

"Shang Wang, the army of South Xinjiang has swept through Zhongdu Street, and our army has suffered many casualties!"

"Sir, our army has retreated to Xipingmen."

"Shang Wang, Mandarin Bai and Xiao Yi have entered the city!"

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The military newspaper came almost every time of the incense burner. Every military newspaper shocked the officials. The breath of despair grew thicker and thicker, and the air in the palace almost froze.

"Kings"

Lakda stepped forward half a step and was planning to persuade him again, but he saw West Night King Huo Di stand up and raise his hand to stop Lakda from speaking.

"No need to persuade orphans anymore." Xiye Wang looked at the officials below, his face pale, but said with a strong tone, "Lonely is Xiye's king, anyone can escape from the battle, alone!"

His tired face was decisive and firm, and he took the scabbard aside and pulled out the long sword with a bang. The gleaming sword body vibrated slightly in the air, buzzing.

"The grievances of Gu and Guanyu Bai for more than ten years should be settled!"

King Xiye raised his eyes and looked out of the hall. He could see the distant gate of the palace, the red flames and the plume of smoke rising up, reflecting the already cloudy sky into a grim, exuding a gloomy atmosphere , That is the taste of death and defeat.

The generals who stood at the bottom kneeled down together, all bowed their heads and said: "The officials are willing to follow the king!"

The voices of the ministers overlapped and echoed in the large palace, which did not disperse for a long time.

Under the nest, there is an egg!

The sound of fighting outside the palace was getting closer and closer, as if to penetrate the tympanic membrane of everyone.

Most of the remnants of the Western Night Army in the city gathered at the Xiping Gate, three streets away from the Gongmen, and braced the city walls.

Xipingmen is the inner city gate, the last solid line of defense in the capital, and it must not be broken!

Even if they are almost exhausted, even if they know that even if they hold this moment, they don’t know what will happen next.

The walls and under the walls are all broken limbs, and the familiar faces lie on the ground, one after another with eyes wide open, describing the grim, forming a red river of flesh and blood, and at a glance, the dead are better than the living. need more.

Heavy and cold, just like the legendary Huangquan River, cultivate the bright and bloody flowers on the other shore with human flesh and blood!

The despair of death hangs over the hearts of every Xiye soldier, they are already the turtles of the urn!

kill!kill!kill!

On the walls, there are fewer and fewer people living, and morale is getting lower and lower

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

A large piece of dense iron arrow broke into the sky, and the black arrow rain suddenly shot down a row of Western Night soldiers on the city wall. The last morale of the rest was instantly pierced like the fragile paper window. Too.

After that, there was no defeat.

"boom!"

Another sound of crashing into the city gate was like a dry thunder, which shocked the sky, and the soldiers at Xiye behind the inner city gate could no longer withstand it.

With a "squeak" sound, the inner city gate was also opened!

It seemed as if the last flame of hope had been ruthlessly quenched.

"Kill!"

As the sound of a horseshoe sounded and the ground quaked slightly, the frontmost southern cavalry screamed at the horse to enter the inner city, shouting and swept towards the enemy army, carrying the momentum of vigorous horses.

The cavalrymen immediately used the horse's impulse to wave their sharp long swords mercilessly...

kill!Kill again!Still kill!

After the cavalry, the infantry of the Southern Xinjiang Army poured in like a turbulent flood. For a few miles, the Xiye soldiers who had already disturbed their positions had broken up and scattered.

The inner city is completely messed up and dispersed!

The collapsed military heart of the Western Night Army can no longer be recondensed, and then the battle is completely one-sided. The southern Xinjiang army rushed forward and back, like a tsunami in a stormy night, and the waves are higher than the waves. It is a huge force enough to break mountains and rivers and tear all obstacles!

The murderous wave rushed towards the palace of the West Night, and the palace gate collapsed!

This loud noise resounded through the entire city, echoing in the ears of every Xiyeren

The palace gate has been broken, representing the capital city has been completely captured!

In the palace, flesh and blood flew, corpses ran across the field, and the Western Night Guards stepped back step by step. They watched with horror as a group of southern soldiers walked into the palace step by step, surrounded by two beautiful youths , And then step by step toward the direction of the palace.

The two young men wore white moon-inlaid cloaks one by one, silver armor in one armor, and one martial arts and one martial arts. They all walked in the court, as if they were not in a war of overthrowing the country, as if they were just traveling on a green day.

The surrounding hustle and bust seemed to be separated from the two by an invisible barrier!

It turned out that this is the official language Baihe Zhenshi Wang Shizi Xiao Yi!

Soon, the remaining dozens of guards have already retreated, they have already arrived outside the palace, behind them is their general, their king!

And they can only fight desperately!

The head guard of the Imperial Guard opened his mouth wide and screamed for a stroke, but all he could do was take a step forward, and the next moment, the iron like a bee swarmed in the sound of the spring, In the blink of an eye, there were dozens more corpses full of iron arrows outside the hall, with a terrible look.

Xiao Yi and Guan Yu walked side by side into the palace. Compared with the corpses outside, the death was pervasive. This large palace still looked magnificent and spotless.

All the civil and military courtiers were looking at the official language Bai, watching this young man who came back from hell trample them under the foot step by step!

Their hearts trembled, and their bodies could hardly move.

The invading southern army then subdued the courtiers with a sudden thunder, leaving only the Xiyewang and the four or five soldiers and imperial guards beside him, and no one else.

Xi Ye Wang faced the two young men without blinking, one familiar and the other strange.

"Government, language, and white." King Xiye did not know when to stand up from the throne, staring at Guanyu white with staring eyes.

This once-great officer-general general looked as if he had changed a person before. He was weak and thin, and his steps were sloppy. It seemed like a scholar with no power.

But it is such a weak official language Bai actually led him to capture his Xiye?!

Xi Ye Wang's heart was surging, and he waved away a few people beside him, striding down from the throne, still holding his head high.

However, in the eyes of Xiao Yi and Mandarin, this is nothing more than foreign powers.

"noob"

Xiao Yi glanced at Guanyu Bai and took a step back, letting Guanyu Bai himself resolve the grievance between him and Xiyewang.

King Xiye stared fiercely at the official language white that was only a few steps away from him. Those red eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment. I really wanted to rush to tear the official language white.

But he still restrained. He stared at the official language white, and there was a strong killing air in his eyes. He slowly said: "Guanyu white, this time it was a solitary defeat!"

Followed by, Xiyewang ironically raised his right eyebrow.

"But what about that?! Mandarin is plain, you are not a win!"

He looked up and laughed wildly, and then looked at the official language white again with cold eyes, full of provocation, and his voice was almost cold.

"The Guanjia Army has long been gone. Your official language is nothing but solitude, so sick! You have your official family full of mourning for orphans, and you are not lost!"

Yes, he is not a loser!

He had already pulled the door of the Guan family and even the entire Guan family army to bury him. He let the official language live alone in pain!

The official Mandarin Bai looked at Xiye Wang calmly, as if looking at a clown who jumped on the beam, and slowly said: "Gao Mitong, it's not that you lost, it was Xiye lost!"

In the future, there will be no more Western Ye!

He used the blood of Xiye to commemorate the official family army, and to commemorate the people of Xijiang who died in the hands of Xiye people for so many years!

The king of the night shuddered, and he smiled again with his head up, "Yeah, there will never be a night of the night again! There will be no more Gao Mi!"

However, he was not reconciled!

How did that happen?!

Suddenly, his right hand turned slightly, the cold light flashed in his sleeve, and there was a small dagger in his hand, striding out without warning, and stabbing towards the neck of the official language!

Today's official language Bai is just a sick seedling, and his life is easy!

Even if Gao Miyao died, he wanted all the officials to be buried together!

All this happened between electro-optical flying fire, and everyone's face changed.

"Son!"

The little four flashed, and appeared ghostly in front of the white body of the official language. Almost at the same time, only listening to the sound of "Zheng", a willow leaf flying knife hit the dagger in the hand of Xiye Wang, and the dagger came out. "Dang Dang" fell to the ground.

The impact was loud and harsh.

Xiye Wang looked at the cold-faced Xiaosi, and there was the Prince of Zhennan who carelessly played another Liu Ye Fei Dao, such as the falling ice cellar. His heart was desperate at this moment.

It seems that there is no way for him to drag official Mandarin Bai to Huangquan together!

"Hahaha"

In a burst of unwilling laughter, Yang Ye Wang resolutely bit the poison hidden in his mouth.

Immediately, a trace of black blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his sturdy body fell backwards, like a building crashing down.

He fell heavily on the marble floor, his eyes bulging out, but there was still a weird smile in the corner of his mouth.

He knew that the next one would be Emperor Dayu!