The Western Xiang soldiers and civil and military ministers in front of the city gate, including Emperor Zhou Hong and his sons and sons and sons and daughters, were all desperate at this moment. They felt like they were prey driven to a place by hunters' circles, and the only thing waiting for them was massacre.

"Your Majesty is the soldier of Yanguo." Someone with a little rationality could see the armor worn by the soldiers and horses on both sides.

When Zhou Hong heard this, he felt that the armor on his body was heavier. If he didn't grit his teeth and was about to be overwhelmed; "Sure enough, they are going to get a share, hahaha." Zhou Hong looked up at the sky and laughed in grief.

He smiled and said, "Okay, okay, so good, since God is going to destroy my Xixiang, since we are going to destroy our country, let them fight to see which of them is more capable. Is only Yanguo coming? That's not enough, why haven't other neighbors come yet? Hahaha.

All the families of you, I can't help you, I'll take the lead." After saying that, Zhou Hong's tears fell, and he turned the long knife in his hand, and the blade was facing his neck and was about to commit suicide.

"Father, please wait." Zhou Jian, who was closest to Zhou Hong, reacted first, shouted and reached out to stop him.

Because I was so panicked, my hand grabbed the blade.

"Jian'er, do you want your father to be humiliated and die again?" Zhou Hong opened his eyes and saw that his son's hand holding the knife was bleeding.

"No, your Majesty, look, it's Your Highness Ninth, Your Highness Ninth." A general on the horse looked far away and turned his head loudly.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, Your Highness Nine? Was it because Yanguo was taken as hostage so that they could give up resistance?

However, His Highness Nine rode a horse and was not tied up. He rode his horse, and there were no soldiers from Yanguo who were chasing him behind him.

Zhou Hong looked at his son riding a horse from afar, and was also puzzled. Zhou Jian didn't even bother to figure out what was going on with his younger brother, so he quickly took the opportunity of his father's distracting mind to take away the knife in his hand.

"Father." Zhou Ying approached and turned around and dismounted. He was so excited that he fell to the ground. The soldiers here rushed forward to help him up, but saw His Royal Highness Nine struggling to stand up and staggering to the emperor.

"Xiaojiu, you, are you?" Zhou Hong was not happy when he looked at his son who he thought he would never see again in this life.

Isn't it a pity that you are looking for death when you come back?

Suddenly, Zhou Hong suddenly remembered that it was not that he had received an urgent report that all the children who fled were arrested by Xue Wenyu from Yanguo.

Zhou Ying knelt in front of his father, and he had never seen his father pass through his armor.

I imagine how mighty the father wearing armor should be, but at this moment, the father is so desperate and helpless.

"Brother Ninth, what's going on? What about the others?" Another prince next to him asked urgently, and the others also included his two children.

"Don't worry, third brother, everyone else is fine, they are still in Qucheng." Zhou Ying told.

The people who listened were in a very complicated mood. Don’t worry? They were all fine? This means that they were still alive and not dead? How could they be fine if they were arrested by Yanguo? How could they be fine?

"Xiaojiu, what's going on?" Zhou Hong asked again.

Zhou Ying then realized that he had not said anything he should have said; "Brother, they were invited by his sons to help us beat Wuyu. Now there are 20,000 yuan for the time being, and there will be some in the future."

"What? Your Highness Ninth invited me to help us beat Wuyu?" After hearing this, Zhou Hong looked at the son with bright eyes. He didn't know what to do for a moment, and a minister next to him blurted out.

After Zhou Ying finished speaking, he saw that not only his father looked at him with an incorrect look, but everyone around him had strange expressions.

"Yes, it was invited by this prince." Zhou Ying answered with certainty.

Now that he calmed down, he also understood why the people in front of him were like this, because his eyes, tone and attitude were so familiar, wasn’t it just what he had with the Eleventh Emperor Girl before.

When the emperor sister proposed this idea, the boy was like this, let alone the adults in front of her.

"Your Highness Ninth, you are confused." A minister said in pain.

Xun Ying glanced around, "I know you want to say that I am too naive and whimsical, right?"

Speaking of this, he looked up at the person in front of him; "Father, I am not afraid to tell you the truth, and I am not sure that they would agree to the intention of coming. I am not sure that they have no intention of annexing to our Xixiang.

The son asked, and they agreed.

What I think is indeed very simple.

After the sons want your father and mother, all of you will live well. As long as you are still there, everything will still have hope and possibility.

So, even if they are ill-treated against our Xixiang, since even if Wuyu is not their, Wuyu will definitely win, then Wuyu cannot be too satisfied. In short, Wuyu must know that there is no free advantage in the world. If you want to annex and possess our Xixiang, it is not so easy.

Father, if you think your son is inappropriate in this action, you are willing to apologize for death." After saying that, Zhou Ying knelt on the ground.

The people around him held their breath and thought that the next moment, the emperor would kick His Highness Ninth.

After all, let alone invite reinforcements, whether they really helped Xixiang and seek Yanguo, who had already had grudges and no match for him. This is a shameful thing.

After Zhou Hong was silent for a moment, he suddenly laughed and reached out to help his son up.

Isn’t this son’s second half of the sentence the same as what he was thinking about? Zhou Hong suddenly felt a little relieved at this moment, but he didn’t expect that this young son would actually go with him.

Zhou Hong helped his son up with a surprised gaze, stood at a high place and looked into the distance, and saw that Yanguo's troops had already gathered here like a pair of big wings.

The soldiers and soldiers faced the military formation of the Wuyu Kingdom opposite.

The soldiers and generals of Wuyu Kingdom stayed in their original location, and the soldiers and generals of Yan Kingdom did not move, and the two sides were just confronting each other.

Looking at the soldiers of Yanguo and their backs turned to this side, Zhou Hong suddenly had an illusion that it seemed that they were really here to help.

The soldiers and generals of Xixiang were also muttering in their hearts, "Do you trust them with such confidence?" Or do you not take them seriously?"

"Xiaojiu, who will lead the troops in Yanguo?" Zhou Hong asked.

"When my father, it's Duke Xue and Xue Wenyu." When Zhou Ying was helped up by his father and everyone questioned him, his father did not scold him, nor did he laugh at him for being fooled by his innocent fool. He felt at ease.

"After the order, all the soldiers immediately went over to join the troops of Yanguo. Generals Wang and Tan went to see Xue Wenyu. How to fight this battle? Follow his arrangements." Zhou Hong issued an oral order with a serious expression.

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate."

"Your Majesty, think carefully."

When several ministers heard this, they were extremely anxious and quickly persuaded them.

"There is nothing wrong. The worst is death. Before death, I can see the defeat of the thief in Wuyu Kingdom, and I will die with peace of mind...
Chapter completed!