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The gate of the Bailou of the Great Yan Emperor Capital in the wind and snow is extremely quiet.

Quiet unlike the past.

The red flag of Yan dances in the wind, stern and terrifying.

Outside the city is Jun Zeyu personally led 500,000 to siege the royal army!

On the city tower are the only remaining 30,000 imperial guards in the palace in this city, and the leader is the general who protects the country.

In the city are the millions of refugees from Dayan who are not looking forward to tomorrow's sunshine.

At this moment when the troops were at the city, at this moment when the wind and snow were Xiao Han, no matter the 30,000 imperial guards and the countless refugees were all wearing clothes and tickles!

Go up the city and accept filial piety!

Such a magnificent scale of mourning was naturally not because of the death of the imperial prince Yan Nanfei outside Julu City.

The emperor was the emperor who was in charge of the country's mourning, the emperor of the Great Yan Empire.

Yan Bailou, the emperor of the Great Yan Empire, did not die! But why did he serve the country to mourn? Apart from Yan Bailou, only the general who protects the country knew about this answer.

When Da Yan was doomed to be destroyed by the army at the city, the general protecting the country had only one task.

That was the task assigned to him by the emperor Yan Bailou himself.

As an imperial soldier, he can only accept it regardless of whether he wants it or not!

Like the general of the National Guard, the leader of the Yan Lingwei, Yuwen clan, had only one mission. He and Yan Lingwei were guarding the palace city with their hands and feet to protect the safety of Princess Ningxue in the red robe.

...

A slender figure with a dragon crown and a dragon robe descended into the silent world where the wind and snow swept across the silent world.

The man held his hands, and his eyebrows revealed the purple emperor's aura.

He stood so simply on the city tower, without saying a word, not looking at anything, not being moved, and had a temperament that was invincible and overlooked all living beings.

This is the king's posture!

After the Yan Bailou, wearing a dragon robe, appeared, the 30,000 imperial guards on the imperial capital tower and the millions of people in the city knelt down together, shouting long live my emperor!

But the scene of worshipping the people at this time was not only unsightly, but also becoming more and more miserable!

Jun Zeyu had already led his troops to the bottom of the city tower.

He was still sitting on the wooden wheelbarrow commanding the battle platform of the three armies. He was surrounded by young and extraordinary generals such as Wei Yangsheng, Su Xiaofan, Wu Xiuyang.

The five hundred thousand kings formed a majestic formation, and the flying goose feathers fell on the sharp and cold blade, which was quietly cut into two halves. It turned into two pieces of snowflakes that blew down in the soldiers' iron armor with the wind.

Go up, then slide down. Jun Zeyu got up from the wooden wheelbarrow and held the thermos in his hand.

He looked through the wind and snow, and looked at the extraordinary figure of the dragon robe on the Bailou Gate Tower.

I have long heard of the name of the Emperor Yan Bailou of the Great Yan, and today I am really worthy of being the lord of a country! Jun Zeyu thought that if it were not for secretly stealing the fortune of the Great Yan Empire, Yan Bailou of the Great Yan might have become a saint.

!Don’t talk about the 500,000 army at that time, there are few people in the world...

The king besieged Bailou Gate, but Jun Zeyu was not in a hurry to capture it.

Instead, he was surprisingly leisurely.

A group of Yuefu piano officials appeared one after another on the battlefield.

There are piranhas, drummers, pipa girls, and more than twenty female actors.

After the complete Yuefu actors appeared on stage, Jun Zeyu invited Wei Yangsheng and other generals to sit on the stage. The future king who was about to conquer Tiandong sat on the wooden wheelbarrow again.

He raised his wine to salute the generals of the three armies!

After drinking, everything is ready.

The pianist stirred his fingertips.

The rhythm that was completely inconsistent with the wind, frost, iron armored swords and weapons of heaven and earth sounded, and instantly held everyone's hearts. The piano master was superb, and he plucked the strings for a few times, and before the tune was completed, he had feelings.

The sound of the piano is melodious and graceful, like crying and complaining, like admiration.

Jun Zeyu closed his eyes and enjoyed it very much, and beat the rhythm with the rhythm. The sound of the piano turned, and then the gentle drum sound quietly entered the song, without interruption.

...

On the Bailou Gate Tower, the Emperor Yan Bailou and the 30,000 imperial guards and Xuanjia soldiers, and even countless people in the city heard the sounds teleported from the wind and snow.

They don't understand what kind of emotions are placed in the rhythm.

But the wind and snow are everywhere in the sky, the city is mourning, the white silk dances in the wind, and the sad sound of the piano always makes people feel speechless sad.

So, there were people in the city crying softly.

Zunhuang Yan Bailou still stood on the city tower with his hands behind his back and was unmoved.

The master of a country will rarely be disturbed by external things when he reaches this level of cultivation. Moreover, the mourning of the whole country is an imperial order issued by him personally, so his mood will naturally not be disturbed by the music of ordinary actors.

He couldn't guess Jun Zeyu's mysterious behavior.

He doesn't want to guess.

For him, the survival or failure of the Great Yan Empire is no longer important. Today's battle will be destroyed if it is defeated. If it is won, it will be invincible in one step, and the world will be invincible.

Whether it is victory or defeat, the vast territory of the Great Yan Empire can no longer move Yan Bailou!

So he was transcendent and waited for the arrival of this battle with a quiet heart.

Yes, Yan Bailou is waiting for someone.

He believed that Jun Zeyu was waiting for that person too.

From the moment when the 18th army of the Qizhou Prefectures devoured the vast territory of the Great Yan Empire, the emperor of the Empire had already noticed that the fortune of the Great Yan was quietly losing.

He knew someone was stealing the imperial fortune!

He also knows who is the one who draws on those luck!

But he didn't stop it.

He was very curious.

He wanted to see if the fish that escaped the net that killed the Bailou God General really had the spirit of his father Luo Ling back then!

...

On the battlefield, the sound of the pipa rose.

In the dark and boundless sky, a sudden sound of breaking through the air like the wind came.

The sound comes from thousands of miles away.

The sound was as fast as the wind and thunder, getting closer and closer.

The sound pierced the eardrums, causing the 500,000 royal armor outside Bailou City to be confused.

The sound turned into a cold light under countless gazes and flew towards the magnificent city.

That's an arrow!

A Frost arrow from the Divine Arrow Eight!

The arrow shot into the magnificent wall!

The next moment, a stream of frost that could not be described in words spread along the high walls of the capital of the Great Yan Empire.

In almost the blink of an eye, the ice filled the entire capital's high walls!

The imperial wall of the Great Yan Empire was frozen by this arrow!

After one arrow hit the frost, the second arrow followed closely! The second arrow was the transmission of thousands of miles.

The sound of Luo Changfeng echoed between the world.

The sound was extremely thick.

It lingers in the hearts of countless people like a lingering demonic sound.

"I am Luo Changfeng, the son of Luo Ling! Now, I am here to take the head of Yan Bailou's neck with the order of three hundred evil spirits of Luomen! In today's battle, regardless of the victory or death, the past grudges of Luohe and the Yan clan will be eliminated.

!This battle can be seen by heaven and earth!"

...

The emperor Yan Bailou raised his head to look at the sky.

There was a loud sound of beasts in the world.

A terrifying gust of wind and snow came over the sky.

Countless eyes looked away, and a nine-headed giant bird suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

There were seven figures above the giant bird.

Luo Changfeng, Jiang Manlou, An Hongdou, Chongyang, Shen Tianxin and Yue are with Mo.