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Chapter 1497 This is the battlefield

Dust was flying, horse hooves sounded, and horses rushed towards Lizhou City, leaving the people standing there, watching the people of Liaoyuan enter the city like mad dogs.

This is their home, and now it has been occupied by the people of Liaoyuan.

Can they still have a home?

Soon, the screams of the people, the sound of the collapse of the east and the people of Liaoyuan came from the city.

The people stood there without moving as they listened to the sound.

Only the families of the ten children hurried forward and hugged the children when the Liaoyuan people let them go.

Not long after, Guan Ping brought his men out, "Everyone enters the city! Hurry!"

The people reacted, hesitated, and walked in.

Yes, go.

Not running.

At this time, they did not feel happy to return home at all, and some were afraid and confused about the unknown future.

From today on, their empire will no longer empire.

Guan Ping brought the people in and allowed people to settle them.

Then, he quickly said to the guard standing at the city gate: "Close the city gate!"

The guard was stunned for a moment, reacted and immediately closed the city gate.

As the city gate slammed and closed, the robbery of the Liaoyuan people stopped.

They all looked over.

Guan Ping, "Shoot the arrow—!"

Whoosh swish swish swish-!

Countless arrows shot towards the Liaoyuan people in the city, and the Liaoyuan people caught them off guard.

Guan Ping held a long sword in his hand and shouted, "Invade our country's territory and kill my people. My emperor will not tolerate it. Kill——!"

In an instant, the soldiers lying in the dark rushed out.

The people of Liaoyuan reacted at this time and they had fallen into the trap!

It's too late.

The soldiers of Emperor Lin had long been angry with the people of Liaoyuan, and had been suppressing their anger and had nowhere to vent.

Now, they can finally kill, kill one quickly!

Morale is extremely important.

If an army does not have morale, it is not called an army.

Only with morale can an army have the possibility of overcoming everything.

Di Jiuqian knew very well that their troops were insufficient, especially when they came from Liaoyuan, and all the way to Lizhou, the people were panicked and the soldiers were unstable.

If you want to stabilize their hearts and to have the power of 60,000 soldiers, you can only boost morale.

What the people of Liaoyuan today are undoubtedly the best way to boost morale.

Yucun, who was riding on the horse and walking in the front, pulled the reins and stabilized the restless horse, his face was both angry and fierce.

He didn't expect this to be a plan, which made him furious and furious!

Youcun picked up the scimitar in his hand and wanted to chop at the soldiers of Di Lin next to him, but at this moment, the horse's hooves came from the front.

When I heard the sound, I looked over immediately.

Suddenly, his body froze.

A black horse came from the corner, and there was a man sitting on the horse's back. He was wearing armor and holding a long sword in his hand. His usually gentle face was biting cold at this time.

He was looking at him, his eyes with endless murderous intent.

He wants to kill him.

When Yucun saw the person walking out, his eyelids twitched, and his eyes were filled with ferocity for a moment.

"Your Highness Qin, I never thought you would go back on your word. You are really an unexpected wise king!"

Di Jiuqian, “Is it better to go back on my word first, or to go back on my word first, General Cun knows better than anyone else.

From the moment the Liaoyuan people stepped into Lizhou City, Lizhou City became in chaos.

If you steal something, push the emperor to the people, and even worse, you will cut it down with one knife.

So all promises are fake.

Of course, Di Jiuqian never thought from the beginning that the people of Liaoyuan would not hurt Di Linren.

Some people's cruelty is engraved in their bones from the moment they were born, and this is true for the people of Liaoyuan.

You cannot ask a person who is destined to change his nature from birth.

It's really too cruel.

"Ha! I see that His Highness Qin never thought of sincerely surrendering from the beginning!"

"I have always kept my word. It is because the people of Liaoyuan who do not keep their promises first, so I don't have to keep them."

"Haha, your Emperor Lin is really hypocritical! That's the case, I don't have to be polite!"

Youcun grabbed the horse's belly, raised the scimitar in his hand, and chopped it towards Emperor Jiuqian.

Di Jiuqian sat on the horse's back and looked at the person sprinting towards the blade, which was shining with dazzling light in the sun. The sword in his hand moved and looked towards the blade...

At high altitude, the sun shines on Lizhou City without feeling anything.

The green grass on weekdays is no longer quiet, and some are dazzling red.

The floor, tables, chairs, benches, tents, and pillars are all dyed in the same color.

red.

Corpse were everywhere on the ground, swords and swords were scattered, fires, sword lights, sword shadows.

All the colors on the battlefield moved to this rich city.

At this moment, no one retreated, they held the sword and did only one thing.

Kill the enemy and protect your home.

The sun looks at what is happening below and then sets with slow time.

The sky is no longer so red, and the blood on the ground is no longer so dazzling.

At the end of You hour.

Lizhou City.

The ground was full of corpses, including those from Liaoyuan and those from Emperor.

But no matter which side it is, this scene is silent.

This is the battlefield, the ruthless battlefield.

The people who had been hiding walked out at this time. They looked at the bodies of Liaoyuan people on the ground, their faces full of anger.

They are all these people, these hateful Liaoyuan people!

It is because of them, Lizhou is like this, they are all them!

The angry people picked up the swords on the ground and stabbed them directly at the corpse of the Liaoyuan people on the ground.

It wasn't enough for a moment, two strokes, two strokes weren't enough for a moment, and three strokes, they stabbed the people on the ground into bloody holes before they could stop.

Other people saw this and followed it.

They have anger and hatred in their hearts, and only in this way can they vent.

But after venting, they all knelt on the ground, sat on the ground, and started crying.

Good home, that's it.

The soldiers of Emperor Lin looked at this scene and their eyes turned red.

They were soldiers, but they had never been to the battlefield. They practiced all day long, on the school ground, and competed with soldiers, and had never been like today.

They were scared.

Only then did they reveal their true emotions.

Di Jiuqian stood among the corpses with a sword. His body was covered with blood, and he didn't know whether it was his or someone else's.

He stood there, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and at the crying people, his eyes were red.

Who has experienced the battlefield?

He did not have it, but today, he experienced it.

He was very glad that he was the king of Lizhou and could protect his people and the land under his feet.

Guan Ping strode over and bowed, "Prince, the number of people is light. Liaoyuan has been killed or injured by 5,000 people, and our emperor has been killed or injured by 2,000 people."

"good."

Di Jiuqian looked at the closed city gate ahead and said, "Stop and stop immediately and fight the city gate."

"yes!"

Everything has just begun, and the hardships are still behind.

Night is coming quietly.

Everything in the day is gradually covered by the night.

At this time, I left Lanzhou.

【Author’s off-topic】: Chapter 2, there are three more chapters later~
Chapter completed!
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