Phoenix that can't smile

Chapter 647 Save the Princess (2)
"Never mind him, as long as they send us to Haojing safely to negotiate with the new emperor of Great Zhou!" Cezanne laughed nonchalantly.

"Anda is here, my lord, it's been a long time!" At this time, Anda's horse team had enthusiastically come to Cezanne and the others and saluted Cezanne on the grassland.

"Hahaha, Marshal Anda, we haven't seen each other for a long time, hurry up, take me to your camp, and hear the news of your victory over the Central Plains people!" Cezanne laughed loudly, quickly got off his horse and took Anda's hand, and walked forward together .

Soon, the formation of Xirong cavalry rested in Anda's barracks, and Anda immediately held a banquet to entertain Cezanne and Lu Kai.

While obsequiously obsequious, Lu Kai found curiously that this reckless Marshal of Xirong seemed to have known him before.

Suddenly, a gust of cool wind outside the camp opened the curtain of Anda's tent, and a familiar face appeared in front of Lu Kai's eyes.

"Cheng Rong!" Just as Lu Kai was about to speak, a cold and sharp steel knife was pressed against Lu Kai's spine.

"Lu Kai, stay safe!" While firmly controlling Lu Kai, the man using the steel knife took a glass of warm wine, pressed it against Lu Kai's lips, and forcefully poured the wine in. It didn't take a moment, Lu Kai's eyes went numb, and he fell down in a daze.

At this time, the Western Army soldiers in the camp, including Cézanne, also fell into disarray and lost consciousness.

"Young Master, it's done. The entire Xirong Mission, more than a hundred people, have all been knocked down by our ecstasy wine!" An Tong poked his head out from outside the tent, happily reporting to Anda.

The fake Anda slowly pulled off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his true face.

"An Tong, take off the coats of these Xirong people, let's change into clothes quickly and go straight to Haojing!" the beaming Dug Tu immediately ordered An Tong.

"My lord, are you going to let Lu Kai, a traitor, just like this?" An Tong glared at Lu Kai, who was lying on the ground like a dead pig, with hatred, and said while watching Qu Tu.

"This kind of scum, killing him will dirty our hands!" Que Tu glanced at Lu Kai contemptuously, and quickly jumped on the horse.

In Haojing City, Hui En was at the Hall of Shuilong Shuren. Hearing that Xirong had sent Cézanne and other special envoys to discuss the two countries' joint plan to deal with the initial repair, he immediately became excited and ordered his general Song Wu to go out of the city to greet him. Soon, Xuan The majestic Xirong envoys stepped into the Shuilong Shuren Hall with great care. Hui En wore twelve glazed crowns and gown uniforms, and accepted the salute of the Xirong envoys with the majesty of the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. After that, Xirong The special envoy Cézanne held in his hands the edict of the Zen position, which was said to be written by Concubine Ge himself, and officially announced that the Empress Dowager Ge and the young emperor in Xirong would pass on the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty to Hui En!

"Hahaha, from now on, I will be the rightful emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty! And Chuxiu, Dugtu, Cheng Rong and others will always become shameless people who usurp the throne and rebel! Dear friends, what do you think?" Hui En was triumphant Looking at the group of officials at the bottom of the jade steps, he laughed loudly.

"The king is holy!" Under the leadership of Uncle Sun, Marquis Wei and others, the officials immediately shouted long live and kowtowed in congratulations.

"Your Majesty, since our wolf lord has helped you Da Zhou so much, we must have some collateral to show your loyalty to my great wolf lord!" Cezanne's eyes lit up, and he suddenly cupped his hands and proposed to Hui En. road.

"Of course, Lord Cezanne, tell me, what do you want?" Hui En could only nod his head in agreement.

"Our wolves mainly take Bao Sisheng's little princess and maid as hostages and send them to Xirong. How about it, my lord, do you agree?" Cézanne demanded flamboyantly.

(End of this chapter)