Big Moon Ballad

Zhao Guang led Ji Ange's carriage all the way to the king's tent.

The chaotic battlefield gradually subsided, and the crowded cavalry made way for him.

The fight started suddenly and ended strangely.

Zhao Guang did not expect that he could reach the king's tent so smoothly. He originally thought that there would be countless people who were dissatisfied with him and rushed forward to kill him with a knife.

But just a quarter of an hour ago, the soldiers and practitioners who were frantically fighting each other just stood in a row on the roadside, watching him pass by quietly.

The looks in these people's eyes were very scary.

Zhao Guang's personal guards felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but until they reached less than ten feet away from the king's tent, nothing happened.

Outside the king's tent stood many young sons of the Chunyu family and other great nobles. Most of them were serving as hostages in the White Wolf Court.

This group of people just stood silently behind Suman, watching everything without saying a word.

The air was extremely quiet.

It's this kind of silence that makes people feel even more chilled.

Zhao Guang walked to the steps of the king's tent with everyone watching, his back soaked in cold sweat.

He is like a sheep in wolf's clothing, walking into the wolf's den step by step. The only person who gave him a sense of security was Ying Baoyue standing next to Suman.

There were still ten steps away, Zhao Guang tightened the reins of his horse and jumped off the horse. Ji Ange's carriage also stopped, and Zhao Guang reached out to help her out of the carriage.

Ji Ange's hands were very cold.

Zhao Guang held her hand tightly, and the two held hands and stepped onto the steps in front of the king's tent, walking step by step in front of Ying Baoyue and Suman.

There is a huge age gap between Ying Baoyue and Suman, but they are standing side by side at this time, like parents, and there is a strange sense of dissonance.

"You are here."

Suman was the first to speak. He held a blood-stained feather crown in his hand, and Zhao Guang recognized it as being ripped off the body of the dead Chun Yuhan. The crown first fell into Chun Yuyi's hands, and then was taken back by Suman.

Zhao Guang felt a sick feeling in his chest.

Ying Baoyue noticed his changes, her eyes were complicated, "Zhao Guang, are you okay?"

"Don't call him by that name," Zhao Guang forced a smile, "He no longer exists."

Zhao Guang, the king of Dongling County, is dead.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath and steeled her heart, "Are you ready?"

Zhao Guang nodded.

"King Shizhai, the day when the White Wolf King officially ascends to the throne requires the divination of a great shaman. The situation is urgent. Now I will crown you first."

Suman raised Lao Wang's feather crown in his hand and spoke majestically, "Kneel down."

Zhao Guang was not willing to kneel down to the Xirong people. But he had to go on with this scene. He felt heartbroken and fell to his knees.

Ji Ange knelt on the ground, but she was facing Ying Baoyue.

Ying Baoyue looked at her and bit her lip, "I'm sorry."

Her voice was very small, but Ji Ange still heard it.

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

Ji Ange raised his head and smiled, "I chose this myself."

"I am very happy to have you here when I get married."

Ying Baoyue closed her eyes, took off a small arrowhead from her ear, bent down and put it on Ji Ange's ear.

Ji Ange was stunned, touching the arrowhead next to his ear, "Sister, what are you..."

She has been with Ying Baoyue for so long, so she naturally knows that this is something that Ying Baoyue has been wearing for a long time.

"I have nothing to give you," Ying Baoyue looked into Ji Ange's eyes, "This arrowhead has protected me many times when I was weak, and now I hope it can continue to protect you." "Thank you," Ji Ange said in her eyes. There were tears flashing, "I will take care of myself."

Zhao Guang wore the feather crown of the White Wolf King, held Ji Ange's hand and stood up, facing the cavalry and rebels at the foot of the steps.

The teams of the Tenth and Eleventh Royal Courts emitted loud shouts. This sound gradually spread to the surrounding teams, and the cheers of the Xirong people gradually became louder. Although the scene was not what everyone expected, it was lively enough.

After the fun is over, it’s time to clean up the mess.

After Chun Yuyi was kidnapped, the troops of the First Royal Court began to flee, but Suman did not stop him. I don't know if he let the enemy go, but Chun Yuyi broke away from Zhao Guang's control after putting on the feather crown, and led the men and horses towards his own territory.

In the end, both the first King Zhai and the second King Zhai chose to return to their own territories, probably waiting for the conspiracy to start again.

The remaining cavalry and practitioners began to clean the battlefield, and the rebels and black tigers gathered around Baili Celing.

The fight is over and it's time to negotiate terms.

Su Man stepped back and walked into the tent with Ying Baoyue, Zhao Guang and Ji Ange. The remains of the last banquet still remained in the king's tent, but the host of the banquet had changed.

Suman motioned for Zhao Guang to sit on the White Wolf King's throne, and he returned to the corner of the tent, sitting cross-legged like a statue.

Ying Baoyue did not sit down, but stood upright in the center of the tent, as if ready to leave at any time.

Suman twisted the rosary beads and said, "Take those slaves away. I don't have to pursue them, but everyone must go clean."

Ying Baoyue nodded and used her true energy to send a voice, instructing Baili Celing to take the rebels and the black tiger back to Shacheng first.

Baili Celing also understood that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he started to lead his troops to retreat.

The sound of the rebels evacuating was heard outside. Suman raised his head and glanced at Ying Baoyue, "As for you, it's best to stay with the White Wolf King during this period."

Zhao Guang's foundation was too shallow and he reluctantly wore the crown, but no one was convinced by him yet. Once he leaves Ying Baoyue's protection, he will probably be assassinated immediately and become the shortest-lived White Wolf King in history.

Ying Baoyue naturally knew this, but she and Zhao Guang might not be able to stay in the White Wolf Court for too long.

"The new White Wolf King has been decided, it's about time you told me," Ying Baoyue walked up to Suman and asked expressionlessly, "Where have the main forces of the White Wolf Court gone?"

"What? The main force of the White Wolf King is not in the royal court?"

Zhao Guang was sitting on the throne. He originally planned to be a well-behaved mascot, but he didn't expect to hear such news and stood up suddenly in shock.

The main force of the White Wolf King is not in the White Wolf Court, so what on earth were they fighting before?

"Of course not," Ying Baoyue stared at Suman's wrinkled face, her eyes colder than ice, "Not only is the main force of the king's army not here, but the secret guards around the White Wolf King, masters from the Zen Academy, are all here. Not here."

Before Chun Yuyi killed Chun Yuhan, the White Wolf Royal Court was already an empty shell. The most important cause of death of White Wolf King Chun Yuhan was that his national advisor left his side.

Not only did he leave him, Yun Zhongjun also took away most of the main forces in the White Wolf Court.

Yun Zhongjun went to the former Qin Dynasty, but such a large army could not move so fast. Where did those people go?

Suman twisted the rosary beads and slowly opened her eyes, "Where do you think they went?"

Ying Baoyue's heart beat violently, "Could it be that..."

Yun Zhongjun was indifferent to Xirong. All he wanted was the Central Plains.

She looked sharply south.

……

……

"Chunhua!"

On the Great Wall of Everlasting Night, Chen Zichu's horrified cry rang out.

"come yet?"

Ji Jiashu was wearing armor and looking at the dark army in the distance as if facing a formidable enemy.

Good trees, good trees!

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