When Jiaodong County was peaceful, and even some small clans that were originally affiliated with the Zheng family of Jiaodong County began to get used to the rule of Bashan Sword Field and the Chu army, within the Yan territory, the Yan army and the Yan people were ushering in the darkest time of the dynasty.

Within a hundred miles of the Qin-Yan border, the Yan army lost more than 300,000 corpses of soldiers.

Compared with the total number of Yan and Qi coalition forces before, the losses of the 300,000 Yan troops do not seem to be amazing.

However, since the defeat in Guanzhong, the Yan army in the former Yan and Qi coalition forces have left less than 400,000 after abandoning the bodies of these more than 300,000 colleagues.

The most important thing is that a Qin army has quietly divided the Qi army and the Yan army.

What made Yan cry without tears was that from beginning to end, the Qin army used the absolute main force to chase and kill the Yan army.

The army of the Qi Dynasty did not encounter strong obstacles from the Qin army during its retreat.

At this time, the purpose of the Qi army was also very obvious - the Qi army's reinforcements were reunited in several border towns on the Qi army's border, ready for battle but did not attack at all.

In fact, the Yan people knew very well that if the two sides exchanged corners, the Yan people would have the same idea as the Qi people, throwing as few cities as possible and saving their own army as possible.

The power of the Qin army is not infinite. When the Qin army abuses Yan territory and consumes all its strength, it is impossible to attack Qi territory again, so the Great Qi Dynasty has the opportunity.

Gutucheng is one of the fortresses in the border border of Yan. In the past, there were 50,000 Yan troops, as well as tens of thousands of prisoners and hard labor who were sent here.

However, at this time, there was almost no voice in Gutucheng, and there was no barking of dogs. Occasionally, there were some crows screaming, which made people feel thrilling.

There was a thin layer of floating soil in the entire Gutu City. Many courtyards just covered the doors, and some courtyards didn't even have time to collect their clothes.

All the soldiers in Gutucheng, including those prisoners and hard labor, set out more than ten days ago to support most of the Yingyan defeated most of them.

But none of these people could come back.

All the reinforcements set out here died in Kushuidu.

It was that battle that completely separated the Yan army and the Qi army, and the general who personally led the Qin army was Bai Qi, the commander of the Qin army at this time.

The figure of Prince Yan Ji Dan appeared in front of a courtyard.

He looked at the courtyard where the owner seemed to have been out for a short time, but in fact, the owner would never come back, and his pupils were filled with sadness.

This is the home of a general in Gutucheng.

This general was a classmate with him when he was in Yanshangdu, and once studied under the same teacher.

There were more rapid footsteps and horse hooves in the dead streets.

The sound of horse hooves finally stopped around the courtyard.

Several generals with dusty gaps in the gaps on their armor dismounted and walked into the courtyard silently.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince."

A general whose face was covered with an armor mask bowed coldly, and his voice said coldly: "You shouldn't have left the army alone to come here."

Ji Dan smiled miserably and said, "Are you worried about my safety or worry about me escaping?"

The general was slightly stiff and did not respond for a moment.

"I'm just here to pay tribute to my old friends."

Ji Dan took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, shook her head, and said with a very complicated mood: "After all, did the father ask Yuanwu for peace?"

The general was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "Yes."

"What's the price?" Ji Dan also calmed down, looking at the general who was very familiar with him, but now he was reluctant to remove the mask in front of him.

The general also controlled his mood and said slowly, "It's your prince."

"I am the person closest to Zhang Yi before, and before the war began, I was the one who tried his best to oppose the army to attack Qin regardless of the intention of Bashan Sword Field. In Yuan Wu's opinion, if there is any change in Yan Realm, if I replace my father, the power of Yan will be thrown into Bashan Sword Field." Ji Dan looked at the general with a wry smile and said, "So he will definitely want me to die."

"Just as a general of our dynasty, now looking back, do you think my opposition makes sense?" After pausing, Ji Dan took a deep breath and looked at the general as begging, "Think about it again, is it useful to kill me and ask for peace from Yuanwu? Or is it better to beg for help from Bashan Sword Field directly? Keep me and let me see Zhang Yi and Ding Ning. No matter how many people in the Yan Dynasty will die in the end, the ending will not be as bleak as Han Zhaowei."

The general was silent for a long time, shook his head, and said, "But the emperor's order, these are not things I have considered."

Ji Dan laughed.

His smile was not only full of bitterness, but also an indescribable tragic severity: "So General Fan is dead, otherwise he would not have let you kill me. My father is really a real fool."

"Stop!" The general said sternly: "There is a difference between the king and the minister. Your thoughts are just your wishful thinking. In the eyes of others, what our Yan Dynasty needs most now is a breath of time."

"You think that after this breath, the Qin Dynasty will be exhausted. Then Yuanwu and Bashan Sword Field fight, maybe you can sit and watch the fisherman's benefits?" Ji Dan also laughed sternly, "You foolish idiots, you will only make Ding Ning and Zhang Yi even more disappointed with you. They will not interfere in Yan's affairs again. They will naturally watch Yuanwu general Yan destroy it."

"And the most important thing is not this." Before the general couldn't help but speak, Ji Dan continued to sternly: "The fundamental thing about a dynasty is not about how much wealth, how many practitioners and how many army there are, but whether it has its own backbone. In order to seek peace, even I will kill it, and then this dynasty will lose everything, lose its own spirit, and it will be impossible to even turn over."

The general's chest fluttered violently.

The same was true of the chests of several generals beside him, even under the thick armor.

"Following."

However, looking at their gaze, Ji Dan knew that their intentions would not change.

"It's so stupid!"

"It's so sad!"

"A good emperor for half a lifetime, but his reputation was ruined!"

"It depends on how you are afraid of it."

"I will commit suicide, hang my head on the upper capital tower, and let me see how my Yan Dynasty perished."

Amid the continuous sad sounds, a sword light flew up in Ji Dan's hand, and his head broke away from his body and jumped up with the blood.

Although he died, his eyes widened and he looked at him with anger.
Chapter completed!