Unexpectedly, after wasting a long time talking and talking nonsense, we would go back to before liberation and start all over again.
Wei Yiqi could only helplessly say to Luo Feng: "King Sesha, I hope you will lend us some resources for the sake of the coalition forces."
"You are a big country, do you still care about these resources?" Luo Feng asked.
"Of course I don't care." Wei Yiqi said: "It's just that we are marching outside, and the transportation of resources from our country is far away, which will delay the fighter plane."
"Hahaha." Jiang Yuxuan said with a smile: "I remember that when countries send troops, they prepare enough resources for half a year. How come it's only been one month and you don't have the resources?"
"There were some losses on the road and some were destroyed by the Song and Qing armies." Wei Yiqi replied.
"In this case, we should report to the alliance leader immediately for deployment." Jiang Yuxuan said.
"Isn't it too late?" Wei Yiqi pretended to be helpless.
"By the time you arrive with us, you can already write to Xiu Jie." Jiang Yuxuan said, "In this way, I will help you write to Xiu Jie and inform the leader of the alliance. I believe that the leader of the alliance will allocate resources."
If Xiu Jie is reported, Xiu Jie will definitely send someone to verify the situation, and then he may be accused of lying about military information.
Wei Yiqi said quickly: "It's too late to report to the alliance leader for deployment. Since you are inconvenienced, I will go back and report to my king, and we can find a way to solve it ourselves."
"Okay." Luo Feng said nothing and sent Wei Yiqi out of the camp.
After three consecutive months of fighting, all defense lines of the Song and Qing armies were defeated. Xiujie led his army to defeat three cities in a row and reached the gates of Soluo City.
Song Qing knew that the situation was over, and he sat slumped on the throne, looking at the bustling palace, thinking that maybe tomorrow would no longer belong to him.
"King, the matter has come to this, why not give Da Mei'er and Xiao Xian'er to Xiu Jie, maybe in exchange for peace." Hua Qiong said.
"Forget it." Gao Xun said: "If you attack our royal city, you can still get them, so how can there be a truce?"
"I can't get it." Song Qing's eyes suddenly lit up and he became fierce and said: "Those two beauties can only be mine. Send the order and kill them. No one can get them."
After Song Qing gave the order, the guards immediately rushed into the residence of Da Mei'er and Xiao Xian'er, raised their swords and killed the two people.
After hearing that Da Mei'er and Xiao Xian'er were dead, Song Qing stood blankly in the political affairs hall.
"King." Duan Yi walked into the hall with a look of embarrassment: "The northern line was completely lost under the attack of Chen Zishu and Yan Xiao's armies. I took the only remaining army and retreated to the royal city."
"It's good to have an army back." Hua Qiong saw that Duan Yi seemed to see hope, and said with a surprised smile: "With Commander Duan here, we should be able to defend the royal city."
Song Qing looked at Duan Yi who was covered in injuries and said, "Go down and rest first."
Duan Yi immediately shouted: "King, Chen Zishu and Yan Xiao's troops are about to arrive at the north gate, and the west gate can no longer be defended. I am willing to lead all the troops in the city to support the west gate, repel Xiu Jie's army, and then rush to help. North Gate."
There were no troops in the city for a long time, and with the remnant troops brought back by Duan Yi, there were only two troops.
"Okay." Song Qing uttered one word feebly and continued to sit on the throne.
Duan Yi took the order, left the main hall, gathered all the troops in the city, and headed for the west gate.
Halfway through the journey, they happened to encounter Li Qun'ao's army heading toward the palace.
The two armies met in the street and started fighting.
Li Qun'ao stormed into the city gate, but the troops behind him did not keep up. There were not many troops around him, so he was quickly killed and retreated by Duan Yi.
After retreating to the city gate, Li Qun'ao gathered his troops and fought back, and happened to meet Duan Yi in the square inside the city gate.
The two men fought in the square inside the city gate.
Duan Yi was injured and his movements were a little slow, but he withstood Li Qun'ao's attack with his own fighting power.
Xiu Jie led his army into the city gate and arrived at the inner square. He found that Li Qun'ao hadn't captured Duan Yi yet, so he drew out the fierce blood giant blade and walked forward step by step.
Inside the royal palace of Soluo City.
"Report..." A soldier ran into the hall in a panic: "King, Commander Duan was killed by Xiu Jie, and now Xiu Jie is leading his army towards us."
The defenders in the palace were less than one flag in strength and were completely defeated in front of Xiujie's army.
Song Qing listened to the screams coming from the front of the hall. He held his sword and walked slowly to the middle of the hall step by step with his eyes blank.
Gao Xun looked at Song Qingsheng's helpless look and said with a hint of sob: "King, it's better to escape. Maybe there is still hope."
"Where is the hope?" Song Qing finished speaking weakly and coldly, swiping his sword towards his neck.
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Everyone shouted in horror and watched Song Qing fall into a pool of blood.
Xiujie's army rushed into the hall, and the entire palace was under control.
Li Qun'ao finished cleaning up the remaining troops and immediately reported to Xiu Jie.
Xiu Jie was already outside the palace. Hearing Li Qun'ao's report, he immediately entered the palace, arrived at the meeting hall, and walked up to the throne where Song Qing usually sat.
"Song Qing is a good chair." Xiu Jie touched the throne and sat down.
Some people who didn't have time to escape knelt on both sides, waiting for Xiu Jie to fall.
Futuo stood below and said: "King, after liquidation, our army captured four cities in the Song and Qing Dynasties, seized 8,000 vehicles of various resources, surrendered more than 51,000 troops, and captured more than 25,000 people."
"I heard that there were two beauties in Song Qing Dynasty. Where are they?" Xiu Jie asked.
"Has been killed by Song Qing." Futuo replied.
"Kill them." Xiu Jie was a little surprised. He heard that Song Qing doted on those two beauties very much. He wanted to feast his eyes on them and take them as his own, but he didn't expect them to die.
"Forget it." Xiu Jie suddenly felt discouraged and said feebly: "The surrendered troops will be incorporated into our army to increase our army's strength. All the prisoners will be killed."
Upon hearing Xiu Jie's order, the messenger at the entrance of the hall immediately went to deliver the order.
The captured soldiers were killed. Hua Qiong, who was kneeling aside, hurriedly said: "King, please forgive me for not having time to surrender to you. I surrender now. Although it is a little late, I am sincere."
These words came out from the side. Xiu Jie was upset and said angrily: "Come on, drag out the person who spoke and kill him."
"No, King." Hua Qiong cried and begged: "King, give me a chance, I will be the most loyal."
"Don't pull me..." Hua Qiong was still crying, and two soldiers pulled Hua Qiong out.
"Everyone else will be demoted one level, and they will continue to be retained. They will be promoted if they perform meritorious service in the future," Xiu Jie said.
After hearing that they didn't have to die, most of the people thanked him in unison, except Gao Xun who was kneeling down and silent.
Seeing that Gao Xun did not thank him, Xiujie walked up to Gao Xun, stared at Gao Xun for a long time like a monster, and said, "What, do you want to die?"
Gao Xun knew that Xiu Jie was by no means a merciful person. Thinking of his family, he said: "The old king is new, and the new king has just risen. An old man dare not forget the old, let alone offend the new king. He just feels sad in his heart." , I can’t bear it, I can’t help but have an attack, please forgive me, the king.”