"The prince spares his life, the little one doesn't dare to lie!"

The little colonel hurriedly took out a letter written on silk from his sleeve pocket and said: "This is the battle report written by Ji Xia, the guard of the endless city, and the king and the prince will know it at a glance. "

Endless City, one of the important cities of Yan Kingdom. At the same time, it is also the closest big city to Liaoxi County in Youbeiping County.

Ji Xia is not only the defender of the endless city, but also a member of the Yan royal family, and an absolute confidant of Yan Wangjing.

As long as it can be verified that this letter is written by Ji Xia himself, this battle report will not be fake.

"Quick, show it to the Lone King!" Yan Wang Jing couldn't wait to give an order.

"Yes. "

The little colonel hurriedly crossed Prince Yan and handed the letter to Yan Wangjing.

This letter is full of small letters, explaining the details of the battle of Jicheng.

It's true!

It's really written by Ji Xia herself!

In just an instant, Yan Wangjing burst into tears.

To be honest, the fall of Jicheng was not expected by Yan Wangjing. Otherwise, he would not have made a decision long ago to avoid Liaodong.

However, Gongsun is dead!

It's really dead!

The old man who has been fighting with him for more than ten years is dead!

Think about it at the beginning, King Yan Hui went against the grain, and he and Gongsun Cao conspired to kill King Yan Hui, and they were sincerely united.

Think about it, after he ascended the throne, he and Gongsun Cao both struggled and cooperated, and supported the overall situation of Yan Kingdom.

Think about how many times Gongsun Cao gave concessions to Prince Shun's small actions, just to give himself a small warning.

Thinking about the beginning, Gongsun Cao was resolute and took on the responsibility of assassinating Prince Zhao.

Think about it now, Gongsun Cao really died on the battlefield to protect the Yan Kingdom!

Smack!

The more Yan Wangjing thought about it, the more emotional, the letter in his hand fell to the ground, and muttered: "Old friend, go all the way......! Not as good as you!"

"How...... What's going on?"

Prince Yan was completely flustered, could it be that this little school said ...... Is it all true? Zhao ...... Did Zhao Jun really win?"

Yan Wang Jing smiled bitterly: "Look at it." "

"Yes. "

Prince Yan picked up the silk book and looked at it carefully.

The more I look at it, the more frightened I become!

Only then did he realize how naïve, ridiculous, and ...... his original thoughts were I don't know how thick the sky is.

What 500,000 troops, Zhao Yan is invincible?

What Gaoyang Jun Rong is like a god with soldiers?

It turned out that in front of Zhao Yan, this was not a problem.

The army will be defeated in one day!

400,000 Yan troops, all surrendered!

Zhao Yan is so powerful and has such means, it is simply beyond his imagination!

After he fantasized about ascending to the throne, he worked hard to defeat the Zhao State. In the face of this glorious victory, it is simply a shocking joke, it is simply the babble of a madman!

"I ...... I'm not as far away as Prince Zhao!"

Prince Yan finally admitted the fact that he was inferior to Zhao Yan.

There is no way, facts speak louder than words, Prince Yan is no longer happy, and in the face of this ironclad reality, he has to bow his head.

He said astringently: "It seems that my father's original plan is correct, and the only way to protect Yan is to avoid Liaodong." Let's still follow the plan, and when the Six Kingdoms attack Zhao, we will find Zhao Yan to avenge the blood feud. "

In Prince Yan's thoughts, he was already wronged enough to say this, and it was safe enough.

He admits that he is not as good as Zhao Yan, and he doesn't plan to return to the country with his own strength. What else can I do? How can I be wronged?

No matter how powerful you Zhao Yan is, even much more powerful than my Yan Prince Shun, but you can't be more powerful than the talented people of the Six Kingdoms combined, right?

My Yan Kingdom is not dead yet!

There is still hope for my Yan country!

However, what Prince Yan didn't expect was that under hell, there were eighteen layers.

He has lost the opportunity to turn the tables forever.

Pedal pedal pedal ~

There was another rush of footsteps.

The three of them walked into the tent at the same time, Liaoxi County Shouqing Qin, Liaodong County Shouqin Kai, and a strange middle-aged man.

This person wears a red shirt with a narrow collar on the right side, a belt around the waist, and a belt to cover the knees, and the collar, sleeves, and edge of the shirt are all inlaid with gluttonous patterns.

"The people of Miko Joseon?"

As soon as Prince Yan saw the clothes of the strange middle-aged man, he knew that this person was a person from Jizi Korea.

Suddenly, an extremely ominous premonition surged into Prince Yan's heart. _

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