The two soldiers and horses confronted each other, and the tense momentum made everyone's nerves tightly, fearing that they would die on the spot if they were not paid attention.

At this time, the chaotic shadow demon king stood up gently and looked at Murong Yunfan. He whispered, "My old man and I were a fair bet, and this is proved by the way of heaven and rules. Although Murong Han was dead, the mechanism of two wins in three games was indeed that our demon clan lost, and I was unwilling to disobey the oath I made. The bet was half of the territory and resources of the demon clan, and I would also give it to me. But if you insist on doing it alone, it would only be considered that you humans tear up the bet, and then it would be no wonder that I would not follow it!"

As soon as he said that, Murong Yunfan stayed there, not knowing how to react.

The pain of killing his brother is naturally heartbroken, but reason tells him that what the Random Shadow Demon King said was the best ending for humans.

Murong Han's death has become a fact. Although the Chaos Shadow Demon King was seriously injured, don't forget that Murong Yunfan also experienced a cruel battle and his consumption was not low. The number of soldiers, humans and demons on both sides was comparable, and the lineup of the strong was similar.

If it really collided, I am afraid that the final outcome is still unknown, but one thing is certain, that is, it will definitely be another large-scale loss.

"Marty, don't listen to her instigation. We must avenge the king!" Sima Lie hurriedly said to stop him.

But Murong Yunfan had decided to do it, and glanced at the Random Shadow Demon King and said coldly, "Okay, I will retreat today. I won't pursue your demon clan, but don't forget to fulfill the bet on the bet. Today's hatred will be paid in the future!"

"Mr. Marquis!"

Sima Lie wanted to say something else, but was interrupted directly by Murong Yunfan. Murong Yunfan said sternly, "Take the king's body with you, take all the troops, and retreat to the border line!"

With a strong unwillingness, Sima Lie followed Murong Yunfan's order and took the humans backwards. Looking at the figures that retreated quickly, Murong Yunfan said coldly, "I have released my sincerity. Haha, as for the others, you can do it yourself!"

After the words came, Murong Yunfan made a mistake and rushed towards the retreating army.

Behind him, only the voice of the Chaos Shadow Demon King was heard, "The whole army retreated, helping the people on the border to quickly move into half of the boundary marking, and all resources in the relocation area remain unmoved."

These decisions are naturally to fulfill the bet between her and Murong Han. With her status among the demon clan, there will be no doubt at all.

Seeing the demons retreating one after another, Murong Yunfan felt relieved. Perhaps this scene is what Murong Han is willing to see now? After hearing the content of the gambling battle from the Chaos Shadow Demon King, Murong Yunfan could probably guess Murong Han’s plan.

When the two armies confront each other, regardless of the outcome, they were all devastated, so he chose to fight. At that time, Murong Yunfan did not lose his mind. If the war was launched now, the previous fight would be meaningless, and Murong Han would also have sacrificed in vain.

Appearing in the army of humans, Sima Lie said angrily, "Marty, how can you choose to retreat at this time!"

"Or what else should I do? Will you fight with them to the death?" Murong Yunfan's eyes flashed with a cold look and said sternly, "Do you think the emperor's spirit in heaven want to see so many losses from our soldiers? What's more, the bet has not been fulfilled yet, and the war is now on, then the previous sacrifices are in vain?"

Sima Lie was speechless for a while, but he still stubbornly defended, "But we must not refuse to avenge the king's grudge!"

"Report, we will naturally report it. I feel more heartbroken than each of you!" Murong Yunfan whispered, "As long as the demon clan gives us half of the territory and resources, our army can quickly recover its vitality and decline. When the demon clan's vitality is severely damaged, it is our best counterattack opportunity!"

"Yes!" Sima Lie finally gave in and whispered.

A hint of fatigue flashed in Murong Yunfan's eyes, and he whispered, "From tomorrow, we will arrange soldiers stationed in Xinjiang to take over the territory and resources of the demon clan. Now, let the two armies stand by here, and all the generals will rush back to the imperial capital to plan for this final counterattack!"

"Yes!" Sima Lie nodded respectfully and said firmly.

Murong Yunfan seemed to have thought of something, and then hurriedly said, "Yes, send someone to ring this great funeral bell across the country to make the Marquis of Palm Sword be prepared!"

After the words came, the army retreated to the distance, and the northwest battlefield calmed down. However, no one could say clearly who wins and who loses. However, after this battle, a trace of peace finally came, and the peace before the storm.

On the southeast battlefield, Lan Jiu and others sat in the big tent with a hint of joy on their faces.

"Marty Lan, we have completely won the battle. The demon army has lost ten thousand and has already been defeated. It seems that we will be able to return to the court immediately!" Li Xiaofeng asked with concern, "I just don't know why there is a look of upset on your face, Mr. Lan?"

Lan Jiu smiled awkwardly and said helplessly, "I am worried about whether Mr. Murong rushed over on the northwest battlefield? I don't know how he and the king are doing!"

Just as the words were finished, by chance, a fierce bell sound came from the sky. Everyone was happy at first, thinking it was the sound of triumphal from the First Legion and the Second Legion. But when they heard it, the bell rang thirteen times, and everyone changed their expressions. This was the sound of the great devastation of the Empire.

A tea cup that Lan Jiu was holding in his hand also slid down to the ground. The tea cup was smashed and there was no drop of tea left in the cup.

The first person to react was Li Yixiang. He heard him ask with horror on his face, "This is a great sound of mourning. Only three people can be used for such mourning in the entire empire, Yingying is followed by us, and only Marquis Murong and the King are left."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ying's delicate body fainted on the ground and had no consciousness.

A trace of cold sweat also oozed from Lan Jiu's forehead, and he whispered, "General Li, hurry up and inform the entire army. Retreat within the border line and stabilize the border. You will stay with the first-rank general to guard! We will return to the imperial capital first, figure out what is going on, and then make a decision!"

"Yes!" Li Xiaofeng said quickly. As this happened, he naturally knew the economics of the situation.

After the words came, Lan Jiu and others nodded to each other, then made a mistake and swooped directly into the sky with the unconscious Murong Ying. The speed was so fast that it was not as fast as Murong Yunfan left. The sound of the great depressed sound seemed to be still entangled in his ears, making the few people unable to calm down at all.

In the imperial capital, they rushed all the way, and in less than an hour, Lan Jiu and others rushed back.

But at this time, the imperial capital was already white, which was the color of mourning. Without hesitation, Lan Jiu's body fell down and fell directly into the palace.

Such a big noise naturally caused the imperial guards to notice. In the blink of an eye, dozens of imperial guards surrounded him directly. Lan Jiu raised his palm and Wang Jian appeared directly on his palm. Lan Jiu said sternly, "I am the Marquis of Palm Sword, take me to see the king!"

Seeing Wang Jian, the surrounding imperial guards fell to the ground one after another. The leading imperial guards said with a sob, "He has died!"

"boom!"

It was like a thunderclap, and it exploded in the brains of several people. Lan Jiu almost staggered and fell down. He barely stabilized his body and said sternly, "You said the king is dead? Where is the Marquis Murong? Where is Marquis Murong? Take us to see him!"

The most embarrassing one is Murong Ying. She had just woken up from a coma and was already weak. She experienced another stimulation. If Xi Tianming hadn't helped her, she would have fainted again.

The soldier nodded, knowing that Lan Jiu was anxious, so he hurriedly led Lan Jiu and others to the deep palace.

Pushing open the door gently, this was originally Murong Han’s bedroom, but it was extremely deserted at this moment. The white decorations and dots and lines were hooked together, which looked extremely dazzling. But what is unacceptable is that in the center of the bedroom, there was an exquisite crystal coffin.

Murong Yunfan was sitting next to the crystal coffin. When he saw Lan Jiu and others coming, he did not move at all.

Murong Ying stepped out of her footsteps, came directly to Murong Yunfan, and asked anxiously, "Uncle, where is my father?"

Murong Yunfan smiled bitterly, stood there in a daze, then pointed his finger at the crystal coffin and whispered, "Your father? Oh yes, my royal brother, isn't it here? Yes, you guys are finally back. What's going on the southeast battlefield?"

Looking at Murong Yunfan's appearance, Lan Jiu suddenly felt particularly distressed. This was Mr. Murong, who had always been both a teacher and a friend.

Kneeling on one knee, Lan Jiu whispered, "In the southeast battlefield, humans have achieved great victory, and the demon clan has lost tenths** I let the army stationed there. As long as the remaining demon clan dares to move, we will wipe out them all immediately!"

"Okay, well done!" Murong Yunfan praised, and then murmured in a low voice, "I feel much more at ease with you in this empire!"

This sentence sounds particularly strange. Lan Jiu asked quickly, "Marty, I don't know what happened in the Northwest battlefield? Didn't you go there at that time? What happened later? The rumors I heard were clearly a great victory for mankind, but how could the king end up like this again?"

Murong Yunfan nodded and whispered, "Yes, we won, it's just the price, it's just a little heavy!"

As he said that, Murong Yunfan slowly stood up from the chair, and a trace of stars flashed in his ink-like eyes. Then he waved his sleeves and slowly told everyone what happened after he left, from the sudden appearance of the Phosphorus Demon King, to Murong Han's gambling and ending, he told everyone without saying a word.
Chapter completed!