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Chapter 490 My Great Proclamation, Dead 14
An Jiu was full of questions but didn't know which one to ask first.

Obviously he stayed with His Majesty all the time, and it was he who carried him out of Anshan himself. He never realized that the new emperor Ye Xichen, who was determined to die, had such abilities.

Even he believed in these miraculous things, let alone the group of Mongolians.

Qi Yuan glanced at An Jiu's expression and smiled and spread his hands, with a few brown pills in his palm.

"Just a little trick."

As Qi Yuan spoke, he threw the pills into the carriage and leaned against the carriage.

An Jiu recalled that the eagle had indeed been staring at Qi Yuan's hand, and felt a little more at ease.

"Do you want to join General Lin?"

Qi Yuan straightened his sleeves in a trance, and only opened his mouth to look at An Jiu after a while.

"Do you think uncle is obsessed with Daxuan, or is he obsessed with a peaceful and prosperous world with his participation?"

Qi Yuan didn't answer An Jiu's question, but instead asked about Wang Jinyao's ideal pursuit.

An Jiu suddenly raised her head and looked at Qi Yuan. As a dark guard trained by the Wang family since she was a child, An Jiu certainly knew the Wang family's paranoia about the prosperity.

All of them want to be the former Wang Huairen, to guide Ming Jun to push Daxuan into a new prosperous age and to seek peace for the people.

So of course An Jiu knew the answer to this question, and obviously Xindi also knew it.

Anjiu was surprised that Qi Yuan suddenly mentioned Wang Jinyao. Since Anshan committed suicide, the new emperor has never mentioned anyone in the court, and he has not said a word about the Wang family.

Although Qi Yuan still looked sickly, An Jiu felt the boredom of the world from his carelessness.

Qi Yuan took out the jade pendant around his neck, took it off and rubbed it.

"Anjiu, if the person you are closest to changes his appearance as soon as he opens his eyes, he will not see the sun for ten years. Do you still want to look after the enemy's country after seeing the killing under those powers?"

An Jiu stopped driving, and looked at Qi Yuan in shock.

Everyone thought that the new emperor committed suicide because of fear, but they never thought that this once talented prince might have lost his expectations of the world.

For Ye Xichen, this world may not have anything worth nostalgic for, and it's just not worth his troubles.

Ten years of imprisonment made everyone feel that the prince's talent was wasted, but it also made them forget the little prince who was called innocent by the head of the Wang family.

In the past ten years, is the prince really wasted?
Anjiu thought of the books that the Wang family kept sending to the East Palace, and thought of the fluent Mongolian language, maybe they were all wrong.

Prime Minister Wang would rather die than force the prince to live because he already knows the prince's disappointment with the world?

An Jiu's thoughts shook, and the carriage stopped on the road for a while, not knowing where to go.

"Then His Majesty's restoration of the country is because... Prime Minister Wang?"

Qi Yuan put the hanging back around his neck and hid it in his collar.

"It's ridiculous, but the last person I care about wants to use death to make me live for the enemy's country."

An Jiu was silent for a while before speaking.

"Perhaps the prime minister just wants you to live."

After An Jiu finished speaking, she thought of the task Wang Jinyao had ordered them to do, and raised her head to face Qi Yuan with a chuckle.

"Uncle knows himself well, but he doesn't know me well enough.

This world is very boring, but I have never seen the peaceful and prosperous world he pursued.

Will it be like in the book? "

An Jiu saw the light in Qi Yuan's eyes, and realized for the first time that he was not only the new emperor of Daxuan, but also a young man with nothing.

"Your Majesty believes that His Majesty will succeed, and the announcement at that time will definitely make His Majesty like you."

Qi Yuan smiled and did not answer.

"The army stationed in Ulimu, there are only horses and no one."

Qi Yuan leaned on the carriage with a relaxed tone.

It seems that his acting skills have not regressed.

An Jiu waved his whip and drove around behind the Wulimu army.

Those tribes who were forcibly plundered by Urimu were not really convinced.

At this time, there is an envoy to guide them, and if they want to rebel, they should be able to abduct some people.

The border war was tense, and there were informants from the Urimu army everywhere.

But now that there is a truce, Urim led the army to plunder supplies from various tribes in the grassland, and the people on the outermost perimeter of the army were cannon fodder from each tribe.

Their tribe was destroyed by Urimu, and they lost their homes and became the first pawns in the war.

This is the kind of person Qi Yuan wants to abduct.

After seeing the cooking smoke from a distance, Qi Yuan jumped out of the carriage with his burden on his back, and together with An Jiu approached the gathering place where the slaves were on foot.

"Warning! Someone is approaching."

The army immediately went on alert, and a group of soldiers surrounded Qi Yuan with spears.

The soldiers stationed looked at the two men in front of them with serious expressions.

"Spies from the Central Plains? Arrest them and wait for the leader to come back and deal with them."

The general glanced at Qi Yuan and then set his eyes on An Jiu.

After ordering the soldiers, they narrowed the encirclement and planned to capture Qi Yuan alive.

"Longevity Heaven's guidance, save believers who died in vain."

Qi Yuan was wearing a hood, and the familiar Mongolian dialect made the Mongolian among the soldiers a little dazed.

Longevity? ?Central Plains people?

Seeing this, the general knew that Qi Yuan could not be allowed to continue talking.

"What are you doing in a daze? Kill him by bewitching everyone!"

On one side are orders, and on the other side are the weak Central Plains people who claim to be guided by the Longevity Heaven.

The Mongolian soldiers hesitated for a moment and then attacked Qiyuan under the order.

Before Qi Yuan raised his hand, suddenly a thunderbolt from the blue sky struck directly on the soldier who gave the order.

A thunderbolt fell, leaving behind a black hole and soldiers whose life and death were unknown.

Qi Yuan: Oh? ?
Dark Nine: Destiny belongs! !

The thunder stunned all the soldiers, and they dropped their weapons and knelt down in fear.

"Longevity God bless, Longevity God bless!"

"God's punishment, God's punishment!"

"Under the guidance of Changshengtian, Ulimu launched a war against the will of Changshengtian, and the god is angry!"

For a while, begging for mercy and crying were mixed together, and the scene was very chaotic.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Qi Yuan probably had a good idea.

Sure enough, after a while, a golden eagle flew quickly from a distance, flapped its wings and landed on Qi Yuan's shoulder obediently and quietly.

The people kneeling on the ground became even more excited after seeing the golden eagle.

Although I don't know why Changshengtian chose a Central Plains person, as long as this person can lead them to get rid of Ulimu, they will not die silently on the battlefield.

Then he is an angel!
"Changshengtian's will, we are willing to follow the envoy!"

A voice sounded, and everyone echoed.

Qi Yuan, who was in a good situation, kept his expression on, and tried his best to resist the urge to throw away the golden eagle on his shoulder and continue to plan.

Qi Yuan nodded towards An Jiu, and soon a group of war horses appeared in front of everyone.

Qi Yuan and An Jiu got on their horses and looked down at the prostrate Mongolian soldiers.

"Take up your weapons and follow the guidance of the gods with me!"

Qi Yuan raised his arms and shouted, and the golden eagle flew high into the sky to lead the way. Seeing this, the Mongolian soldiers picked up their weapons and mounted their horses one after another.

Under the guidance of the golden eagle, Qi Yuan took the lead and led a group of brainwashed Mongolian soldiers to kill Zaha's tribe.

(End of this chapter)