This rare battle to break through the royal capital in a thousand years has finally stopped.

The noise on the battlefield gradually stopped. The void above the city, Prince Dan and his Yan Kingdom had less than three kingdoms, and less than ten spiritual realms were surrounded in mid-air.

Nearly thirty king realms and hundreds of spiritual realms all stood in the void, surrounding them.

In the city, most of the 250,000 Yan defenders had been killed at this moment. The rest had lost their power of resistance under the fierce attack of the Han army, and could only kneel on the ground humbly and surrender.

"You're defeated."

Liu Xie looked at Prince Dan indifferently.

"Yes, I lost."

Prince Dan was covered in blood and a bitter and powerless look on his face.

Even if he made all his strength and combined with the royal capital's city protection formation, the situation did not change.

He originally thought that he could guard the king's capital for at least a month, but now he looked at it and it was a joke.
Chapter completed!