Be Good Chapter 1473: The loss is over

Xie Ci narrowed his phoenix eyes, and suddenly flew away under Changsun Jing's eyelids.

“…”

Changsun Jing noticed the movement of Xie Ci, moved his eyelids, and flew after him. Xie Ci was in front of him, and saw Ye Moli whose neck was pinched by Zong Ying, and Zong Ying's eyes were red, not like It looks normal, but it seems to be insane, and it is extremely frightening to watch.

Biansheng looked at Ye Moli, who was clearly at a disadvantage, and smiled strangely, and his sarcastic smile seemed to be provoking Zong Ying, who clearly had the upper hand. That terrifying expression, It doesn't look like a winning posture at all, but like the last struggle before dying.

Seeing this situation, Xie Ci's eyes moved slightly.

He raised his hand, with a force, separated the two of them forcefully, and even before the grandson Jing came, he picked up Ye Moli's back with one hand, carrying 60 to 70 kilograms of meat, like pinching a feather Like, expressionless.

No matter what, Zong Ying is always someone close to him. Seeing that Xie Ci had taken Ye Moli away, Changsun Jing raised his hand with cold eyes, and a black silk appeared in his sleeve, entangled with Zong Ying and fell body, lifted him up.

Xie Ci glanced at Changsun Jing indifferently, then turned back to Daqi's city wall.

Changsun Jing did not chase.

Instead, carrying Zong Ying, they also returned to the city wall of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. They knew each other who lost this war.

Throwing Zong Ying, who was like a lump of rotten meat, onto the city wall, Changsun Jing coughed again and spat out blood.

With cold eyes, he ordered, "Retreat."

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Below, the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty had already been besieged by the soldiers of Daqi, and they couldn't get out of the siege. In the end, there were only a few hundred and fifty thousand soldiers left in the 500,000 army, and the loss was heavy.

Xie Ci stood on the city wall, looking at the red figure below with tender eyes, the corners of his lips became more and more obvious.

It's over.

Da Qi's fifth year as the new emperor, and the second year of fighting against the Northern Zhou and Linzhao Allied Forces, Da Qi ushered in his most proud victory.

One-third of the territory of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was owned by Daqi, and the twelve cities of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, including the most prosperous Sui City, also belonged to Daqi. The third of the world was divided into Daqi for nearly a hundred years, and now Daqi Standing at the top, other small countries have no other possibility except to please and surrender.

Of course, at this time, Yuan Changhuan has no interest in the follow-up matters, and she is very much looking forward to seeing her son.

As for the personality in him.

They still have no choice but to take one step at a time.

Xie Ci almost bloodbathed the Bei Zhou camp, but he did not see Xuan Ling. He seemed to have evaporated from the world, just like Long Quyuan.

"Are they all so elusive?"

On the way back, Yuan Changhuan asked his thanks in a low voice, his eyes full of confusion.

Xie Ci eased his brows, leaned lazily in the gorgeous sedan chair, heard the lady talking to him, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he replied unhurriedly, "If you say that Long Quyuan is haunted and haunted That's all, as for the Xuanling, heh..."

"If Wei Fu finds him, this time he will definitely be driven out of his wits." Xie Ci said so, as for the actual actions, it depends on whether Xuan Ling can make his wife recover.

If there is a way, Xie Ci doesn't mind letting him live.

As for how to live...it all depends on his mind.

Here, Yuan Changhuan frowned slightly when he heard Xie Ci's unsalty words, "Forget it."