Chapter 965

It is said that before dying, people quickly recall the lives they have had.

Nohara's spirit was a little trance-like, and he staggered to the river, where the moon was imprinted in the water, and the water and the moon were imprinted in Nohara's eyes.

As if seeing the moon and water of the grassland again, the teenage boy galloped on his horse, flustered because of a name.

For a long time, the wild fire was an insignificant existence, but it was also happy to be at ease.

Later, he went out with the army, and he knew that the world was cruel, and the men who drank boldly on the grassland killed people like hemp on the land of the empire.

Qingniu Mountain, a large river that falls from the sky, leaves all the life and power of the wild fire in the valley.

I have to say that Cheng Dalei really planted a deep fear in his heart. For many years, Nohara has struggled with this fear.

Struggling to live, it is not easy to live, and there are more and more things in your hands. There are eight grasslands, half of the rivers and mountains, and there are already a million male soldiers in their hands later.

He was already extremely close to the position of the supreme being, and he was almost on the verge of lifting the entire country in his hand.

But the victory and defeat turned to nothing, and this defeat came too suddenly.

Millions of male soldiers were gone, and there were only a few dozen remnants of the defeated army around him.

I remember that at the beginning, I just wanted to keep a name, and with three or two horses, fifty or sixty sheep, I could scribble through this life.

Later, I had more and more things in my hands, but I felt that I had too little. It wasn't until a big flood washed everything away that I remembered that all I wanted at the beginning was three or two horses, fifty or sixty sheep.

From Friedler to Nohara Fire, there is not much difference. Millions of male soldiers, once vanished, everything was like a dream.

Now that the dream has woken up, it's time for it to end.

The wild fire stood by the river, slowly closing its eyes, unable to see in front of him, but as if there were thousands of flowing waters.

It turned out that the big flood of Qingniu Mountain did not spare himself after all.

The wild fire plunged headlong into the river, and the river was so fast that it disappeared without a single splash.

Bai Wushuang was taken aback, where did he expect that the wild fire would fall into the river. Bai Wushuang hurriedly searched, but nowhere could he find it. Later, he led people to search downstream along the river, but still found nothing.

In the end, Bai Wushuang fell crooked by the river and sat for a long time. When his men tried to help him stand up, they found that he was dead.

Once the emperor's hegemony disappeared.

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As soon as the plan succeeded, Li Xingzai had already taken the lead. He gathered men and horses to block the remnants of the Rong people along the coast. The main purpose, of course, is to find the wild fire.

If the wild fire does not die, there will still be variables in this matter, and Li Xingya's heart will rarely be at peace.

After several days of searching, the body of the Nohara Fire was finally found in the shallows downstream. Ma Mengqi personally escorted him to Yangzhou City, and Li Xingzai ceremoniously held a ceremonial funeral for Yeyuan Fire for seven days.

The princes from all walks of life in the south of the Yangtze River have presented their ministers to Li Xingzai.

In the battle between the empire and the Rong clan, there were few victories, almost one defeat after another. But it doesn't matter, this battle is not a battle between one city and one pool, the winner or loser overnight, the one who can laugh last is the one who laughs the best.

After this war, the name of the British Emperor spread all over the world, and no one was unconvinced.

The people of the south and the north have gathered soil at home to make incense and bow down to the south of the Yangtze River.

Everyone remembered at the same time that they were originally the people of the empire, and this country was the Li family. Sure enough, he was born as a dragon son and a dragon grandson, and this world should have been his.

It seems that they were the ones who originally pointed to the ancestral grave of the Li family and scolded their mother.

Just because he defeated the Rong people, the hearts of the people in the world belong to him.

As soon as Yeyuan Fire died, although the Rong people were still strong and strong, they were already leaderless. The imperial troops who were originally subdued by Yeyuan Fire raised their banners to revolt, and it was Li Xingzai's banner that was played.

When the Rong people entered the pass, there were only 300,000 horses, and some losses were lost along the way, and there are not many people left.

Taking advantage of Li Xingzai's momentum, the emperor ** won consecutive battles, and the myth of the invincibility of the Rong people has become a joke now.

The general trend is irreversible, and the princes from all walks of life have sent envoys to Yangzhou City to declare their vassals to Li Xingzai for this purpose.

There was also joy inside and outside Yangzhou, because everyone understood that the fire of the Rong clan, which was burning rapidly, was about to end.

However, when the momentum was in full swing, Li Xingya only showed up at the funeral of Yeyuan Huo, and at other times, no one saw him.

People with intentions inevitably speculate what Li Xingya is doing when he hides, and what kind of conspiracy and tricks he is thinking.

Of course, this is not the case, and Li Xingya's daily life is very simple. Wake up at sunset and pass the time with a pot of tea and a choice of two hors d'oeuvres.

He was so tired.

fought a bloody battle with the Rong people, and in the end, although he won by luck, his spirit almost collapsed.

Lee Hang-jae needs a certain amount of time to rest and regain his strength to prepare for future battles.

Anyway, at present, the overall situation has been decided, and the hearts of the people in the world belong, and there will hardly be anything wrong with what will happen next.

Yuque, Li Wan'er and others have been picked up from the sea back to Yangzhou City.

During this period of Li Xingzai's recuperation, he spent all day with Yuque and Wang Sun Lishan under the moon, drinking and having fun.

Li Xingzai is an idle person, in addition to the two daughters of Yuque and Wang Sun Lishan, there are several concubines. Among them, there are Li Xing's original wives and concubines, and in terms of generation, they should be Li Xingzai's elders.

However, this kind of thing within the royal family is already very chaotic, and Li Xingzai is in full swing, so this little bit is naturally nothing.

Women are always the best medicine to appease men, and Li Xingya's days of recuperation are not days of pure heart and few desires. Between the beds, inside the curtains, there is an indescribable charm of romance.

Yuque and Wang Sun Lishan are the ones who accompany Li Xingzai the most, and they can't figure out Li Xingzai's intentions, so they have to cater to them.

After all, a companion is like a tiger, if there is a mistake or two, Li Xingzai is the master who turns his face and does not recognize people.

The two found a strange thing, now that the situation is very good, they no longer have to live as stretched as before. As long as you hit Jiangbei, you can recover the empire at your fingertips. But on Li Xingya's face, it was difficult to see a smile, and he occasionally sighed for a long time, as if he had a lot of troubles.

They didn't understand Li Xingzai's intentions, but Li Wan'er could guess one or two.

Recently, all the princes of the world have expressed their submission and support for Li Xingzai's throne. There was no response, but only a few people.

And among these few people, including Cheng Dalei.

At this table, the situation is getting clearer and clearer, and Li Xingzai has overturned the high roller Nohara Fire and has gotten the most chips.

But not all, there is still a Cheng Dalei in the northwest, who has not made a sound, and no one knows what he is holding in his hands.

The world, is it really decided?