Black-bellied Prince's Spoil/C831 It Was Necessary for Him to Spill His Blood on the Three Armies!
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C831 It Was Necessary for Him to Spill His Blood on the Three Armies!

Unfortunately, even if their morale was high, it could not save them from a desperate situation.

The troops attacking from below the city gates were like locusts swarming in wave after wave, their attacks unusually fierce.

Emperor Xiyue's eyes were as cold as iron, the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, and his expression was solemn as he looked at the fierce flames and smoke in front of him.

After two hours, Emperor Xiyue's side really did not have the strength to resist anymore.

Even Feng Ziran's body was covered in bloodstains. It was unknown whether it was his own or someone else's.

Looking at the tragic scene of casualties, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were filled with strange emotions.

He knew the outcome, but he couldn't change the outcome.

He thought that he had already made up his mind and could face all of this.

But when reality came, he realized that it was a hundred times more tragic than he had imagined.

Looking at Emperor Xiyue, Feng Ziran's heart felt extremely heavy.

If he was already in such a state when facing all these, it was imaginable what the Saint was feeling right now.

After all, these were his people, and all of this... was indirectly facilitated by him!

Just as he was in a daze, Nangong Ming, who was wearing a suit of armor under the tower, appeared.

His sharp gaze passed through the smoke in the sky and looked straight at him.

A wild voice suddenly sounded, "Royal Father, today this son will use the facts to tell you that among all the sons, Nangong Feng is not the only one who is unparalleled!"

After saying that, he waved his arm and said, "Attack the city with all your strength!"

Things had already reached this stage. The city gates were about to be broken, and they were about to become his prisoners.

Since that was the case, then he naturally didn't need to speak anymore nonsense.

Feng Ziran originally thought that since Nangong Ming had appeared, he would at least be polite and exchange some conditions with him.

However, he didn't expect that this fellow would launch a massive attack on the city with just a few fierce words. When he thought about how he wanted to kill Nangong Feng without saying anything earlier, Feng Ziran could only curse in his heart.

However, what was Dongfang Jin doing? Why hasn't he appeared yet?

Could it be that he had encountered some sort of accident midway?

But how many people in this world could hurt him?

Even though his heart had thousands of twists and turns, he still did not reveal the slightest bit of emotion on his face.

His murderous aura commanded the remaining people to defend the city gate with their last breath.

When some of the old officials saw that the situation had reached this point, they finally could not help but step forward and say, "Your Majesty, the city gate is about to be broken. Please make a decision as soon as possible!"

"Yes! Please make that decision as soon as possible, Your Majesty!"

... ""

Everyone was talking at once. Emperor Xiyue looked over and saw most of their faces.

Most of these people just wanted him to open the city gate and welcome Nangong Ming into the city. They just wanted him to admit his identity as the Crown Prince!

They were afraid of death, and they were willing to follow the trend.

It had always been their principle to deal with matters.

It was really hard on them to be such a fence-sitter.

It was probably because they were tired of climbing the wall during this period of time, right?

Emperor Xiyue looked at them coldly and did not say anything.

However, when Feng Ziran heard the words of these old officials, his blood-stained face became even colder.

He strode forward without any hesitation.

A cold voice that was as hard as steel sounded, "Today, I, Feng Ziran will speak my mind. If anyone betrays my cousin brother, I, Feng Ziran, will make sure that his blood spills across the three armies!"

The young man who was dressed in a bloodthirsty murderous aura had a cold and cold face. The words he said made these submissive ministers shiver.

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