Chapter 353: The death of Yan Xun

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"Soldiers, it is this king who hurt you!"
Looking at the hundreds of prairie warriors still following him at this moment, Yan Xun felt bitter and full of guilt.
"This is the heaven, I am Yan Xun, ah!!!"
At this moment, Yan Xun suddenly raised his head and roared in rage, but the roar that was enough to spread everywhere was full of sadness.
Yan Xun hates him, asking why the world is so unfair?
Why did hate God take the lives of your whole family?
I asked myself why I encountered such a mysterious army when I was about to take revenge?
Why did the Yanbei army, who hated the bravery and fighting skills in ordinary days, collapsed at the touch of a touch?
Hate Hate Hate, Yan Xun is unfair, hate the uneven ground, hate his destiny so miserable.
If possible, Yan Xun really wanted to live the life of an ordinary person. He didn't want to be the superficially glamorous, but behind his back he had to intrigue and fight back. When the clan was destroyed, he was still unable to resist the imaginary son of Dingbei Houfu.
Only now, everything is too late!
"Ha, it seems that this pseudo-wang Yanxun really thinks he is the Overlord of Chu, and he can make 30,000 Han troops retreat with a strong drink, and he doesn't know what to say."
"If yelling can solve the problem, then the donkey has ruled the world long ago, but it is just the cry of the weak!"
Hearing this roar, the vast and stretching Qin army was still as stable as Mount Tai.
Not only the body did not tremble at all, but even the expression behind the mask of each Qin army general did not change at all. He seemed to be ruthless and silent about everything, and didn't care.
Among them, Pei Xingjian said with a sneer, this is one of the quotations from His Majesty and one of Pei Xingjian's favorite content.
"Follow King Yan to the death!"
Around Yan Xun, hundreds of Yanbei warriors all said firmly, with a firm expression, willing to follow Yan Xun to death.
To this day, these soldiers of Yanbei who can always follow Yan Xun and escaped in the previous defeat are basically Yan Xun's loyalty.
Therefore, even if they know that the opponent's army is strong and their own side has no chance of winning, or even no resistance, they are still willing to follow Yan Xun and die for King Yan.
"Good brother, each of you is a good brother of this king."
"On Huangquan Road, this king invites the brothers to drink."
Yan Xun couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard what his subordinates said.
Yan Xun did not say that these hundreds of soldiers surrendered and survived, because Yan Xun knew that when these brothers uttered these words, they had already represented their determination and will.
There are only grassland warriors who died in battle, no cowardly Yanbei men, and no Yan Wang brothers who surrendered!
"Hahaha, drink!"
Hundreds of people were full of heartfelt smiles on their faces. They were very heroic. Not only did they not look like dying people, they looked like brothers who were about to go to the wine table to have a drink.
"Well, soldiers should be shrouded in horse leather, and die on the battlefield as the supreme honor!"
"These people are true warriors. The whole army will attack, and give them a warrior home."
Seeing some tragic scenes ahead, Wei Xiaokuan also sighed.
Looking at the scene ahead, Wei Xiaokuan's mind flipped up and down, as if returning to the once tragic and majestic Battle of Hangu Pass.
Immediately, Wei Xiaokuan gave an order, with a scale of more than 30,000, and the imperial army that stretched for several miles began to launch a final offensive towards the last remnant army of Zhi Yanbei.
Absolute strength, a crushing battle!
Undoubtedly, how could this defeated army with only a few hundred scars be worthy of the imperial tiger and wolf division, which is close to the sky in scale and strength!
In less than a moment, the billowing black wave swept by, and this defeated soldier was instantly submerged without any waves, like pushing grass.
However, there was not a single Yanbei soldier standing in the area just now, all of them were slashed and killed by the Qin army's swords.
And in the middle, a headless corpse wearing a black battle armor still maintained a standing posture, standing on the ground, the corpse separated, and was pierced by three spears in a row, desolate and tragic!
So far-the puppet king Yanxun died under the imperial rebellion, the last remnants of Yanbei were completely wiped out, and the grassland was returned to Qin.
"Buried them thick!"
Seeing the endless headless corpse covered with grassland, Wei Xiao sighed in relief.
Warriors must be treated like warriors. Exposing the corpse to the wilderness and allowing eagles and wolves to eat is the biggest insult to them.
"promise!"
Qin Jun's many generals all said.
It has been a long time since they were destroyed for Wei Wuzu that they have encountered such a strong and respectable opponent, and these opponents deserve respect.
In the second year of the first emperor, in May of the second year of Genesis, the last large-scale war of the empire in the battle of the planes died down on the grasslands, and a new chapter was opened.
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At sunset, under Chang'an City!
It was already half a month later, and the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance slanted on the walls of Chang'an, laying a pale red carpet on the whole land, adding a lot of strange beauty to the century-old city of Chang'an.
Under the city of Chang'an, tens of thousands of imperial armies are standing on the vast plain in front of Chang'an in an orderly manner.
At the forefront of the tens of thousands of troops, there were a group of generals led by Pei Xingjian, the commander of the Fifth Army Corps, and some officials and spokespersons of the former Wei regime, such as Yu Wenyue, who were supported by Pei Xingjian.
The Black Dragon flag fluttered in the wind, and a red carpet emerged from the city of Chang'an. It was several miles long, as if it were welcoming someone. The entire scene looked like a huge lineup.
The city of Chang'an was also heavily guarded. There were constant patrols of imperial soldiers armed with spears, carrying strong bows and crossbows, and wearing black and black armor. The atmosphere seemed unusually severe.
In the entire Chang'an City, military control and curfew measures have been implemented since three days ago. Xu Jin is not allowed to leave, and Chang'an City is also panicked, as if it has returned to the horrible atmosphere of hunting and killing people in the city some time ago. among.
In fact, this can't be helped by Pei Xingjian not paying attention to it. The Shadow Secret Guardian reported that His Majesty First Emperor will visit Chang'an today to prepare the Fifth Army for reception.
Knowing that the emperor is going to come in person, how dare Pei Xingjian not take it seriously?
The strict orders are exhausted, and all the unstable factors in Chang'an City are once again deeply cleaned by thunder means, and preparations are to welcome the Emperor today.
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"coming!"
At this moment, Zhong Limei pointed forward and said to Pei Xingjian.
All the Qin army generals in the vicinity looked fixedly.
At first, hundreds of Qin army cavalry with a banner in their hands appeared at the end of the line of sight, and then they got closer and closer.
The black and simple Qin characters in the seal script with gold threads on the corners of the hundreds of banners became more eye-catching and dazzling, with a hint of power.