The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 207 No choice but to let them die

"After you wear the crown, you also need to participate in the government affairs. Standing in the court hall, you will naturally see it on the day when the army returns and rewards you for your merits." The emperor's voice was deep and gentle, revealing the majesty of a wise man. As Tianwei.

"My son understands, thank you father for reminding me."

The conversation in the study room ends here.

Afterwards, the emperor sat behind the dragon case for a long time without moving, and there was a mountain of memorials on the case, and he was not in the mood to review it.

"A young general in the army has such a wide reputation. Is it because I am old, or they are young."

Yuan Dehai muttered, "Your Majesty..."

The self-deprecating tone in the emperor's tone made him feel slightly astringent.

It's just that I don't know how to comfort him.

"Yuan Dehai, tell me, could it be him?" the emperor asked again.

Without naming names, Yuan Dehai also knew who the emperor was referring to.

Apart from those two, who else could make the emperor worry about it for many years?
"In half a month, the army will return to the capital, and the emperor's doubts will be resolved by then." If it is true, he dare not speculate, if he makes the emperor happy for nothing, it will be his fault.

In fact, he felt a little strange.

That's all for the national teacher Junxian, he is a capable person, and he disappeared suddenly and can't be found anymore. It is not surprising that the emperor is thinking about it.

But the emperor did the same with Jing Li, which is a bit unusual.

Speaking of the relationship between the two, it was only 11 years ago, when the national teacher Junxian went to Beidi for disaster relief, he verbally entrusted the emperor to take care of Jingli on his behalf. When the matter of murdering the fourth imperial daughter happened, the emperor asked Jing Li to temporarily live in the Qiande Palace, and the two of them spent only a short ten days together.

For more than ten days, can an emperor miss a little milk baby so deeply?

Is it really the so-called Aiwujiwu?
Together with this idea, Yuan Dehai immediately killed him.

Impossible, the relationship between the emperor and Jun Xian is clean and upright, there is a friendship, but there is absolutely no filth, this he dares to guarantee with the dignity of an eunuch.

I don't understand.

Perhaps, there really is a saying in the world.

Jing Li happened to be in the eyes of the emperor, so he was favored by the emperor.

The emperor tilted his head, and saw Yuan Dehai with a wretched old face, and he picked up the opened memorial in front of him with his backhand and took a picture of it.

Pata, straight to the door of Zhongyuan Dehai.

Yuan Dehai: "..."

The baby is bitter, but the baby dare not speak.

At night, the surroundings are silent, and there is a depressing sense of urgency in the air.

Outside the northern border, in the canyon between the two army camps, the ice and snow are about to melt, and the bitter wind blows over the rocks, and the wind is rumbling.

The people hidden behind the boulders on both sides of the canyon were breathing carefully, and all eyes were fixed on the entrance of the canyon, waiting for something.

The sound of horseshoes kicking gradually became clear in the sound of the wind.

Not long after, a single rider appeared at the entrance, the face of the visitor could not be seen clearly under the night, only the moonlight fell, and the silver armor on the future person reflected a cold light.

Under the helmet, a pair of eyes were deep and calm, cold and dazzling.

There was no emotion in those eyes, and what flowed in them was only the strong hostility condensed from thousands of bloody slaughters.

"Jun Buli! Kill!"

A roar resounded through the valley, and the ice and sharp blades clanged, and countless figures emerged from behind the huge boulder, rushing towards them.

The man on the horse didn't move. Looking at the surging figure, he slightly curled his lips, and the scarlet color in his black eyes flashed away.

There is no gold and iron horse, no grandeur, no tragedy and heroism.

There are only cold killings, and boiling, hot blood.

That person, one person, one horse, one gun, entered the siege, as if entering the land of no one.

Unrivaled.

Every time the blade flashed, his eyes would light up.

The feeling of being on the verge of death seems to stir up his blood even more.

The sneak attackers fell one by one until he was the only one left.

The horse fell at his feet, and he stood in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The reinforcements who came after that stood outside the battlefield, looking at his back in the moonlight, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Even if such a scene has appeared too many times, they can't get used to it.

When their lieutenants killed the enemy, they didn't look like individuals at all.

At this moment, the silver armor couldn't see its true colors, it was dyed bright red, and all the exposed skin under the helmet was thick blood, like a bloodthirsty Shura crawling out of hell, and his mouth was still hanging. smiling!

"Vice General Jun, why did you rush out alone! You know someone is ambushing here..." Even if you don't want to bring a bunch of troubles with you, at least bring him with you!There was resentment in Yunchu's eyes.

Young master is always like this, it seems that he is very useless.

Jun Buli turned his head and walked back and forth, hundreds of reinforcements spontaneously split from the middle to make way for the gap.

Not daring to go against its edge, but at the same time, full of enthusiasm.

Vice Admiral Jun belongs to them!

One person rode alone into the enemy's ambush, killed more than a hundred people, and caused the entire army of the opponent to be wiped out!
The only pity is that no one was left alive.

Jun Buli kills people and never leaves them alive.

This kind of ruthlessness made the soldiers feel awe and awe at the same time.

While making the generals above love it, they are also afraid of it.

Back at the resident tent, washed off the blood stains all over his body, and lit up the oil lamp.

Under the lamp, the man's face is fully displayed, stunning!

Flying eyebrows come into the temples, phoenix eyes are charming, nose is like hanging gall, lips are like pearls.

His half-wet hair was hanging on, rendering his indistinguishable beauty in all kinds of styles.

When the phoenix eyes flowed, the hostility loomed, all the amorous feelings were covered up, and the only thing left in people's eyes was the frightening contempt.

"Young master, next time you have to act, can you take me with you?" Yun Chu opened the curtain and walked in, holding a clean cotton towel in his hand, and went up to wipe the man's hair, not forgetting to complain, "Every time In this way, I will be talked about by Uncle Ding and sister again later, and they will definitely blame me for not taking good care of your son."

Over the years, every time he went back, his ears were calloused.

Every time he didn't give him advice, the young master was fine, no one dared to talk in front of him, so he was quiet.

"Why did you call me, call you, kill too fast."

Yun Chu pursed his lips, young master, can you be normal?
That's the enemy, not carrots and cabbages.

Besides, wouldn't it be better to kill faster?You still want to keep it and play slowly?
"It's said above, I'm going back to Beijing in the next few days, and I'll be rewarded for my achievements, young master, are you going?" Yun Chu asked a little cautiously.

Although the young master has never said it these years, he can feel the knot in his heart to some extent.

For the capital, for some people in the capital.

Jun Buli curled his lips into a smile, his demeanor was gloomy and cold, "Go, why don't you go, if you don't go, wouldn't my work all these years be in vain."

How could you not go.

Gong, he must.

Revenge must be reported.

He couldn't die after killing on the battlefield for so many years, so he had no choice but to let them die.

(End of this chapter)