C959 Her Conviction to Win Was Still There!

About two hours later, Lan Yuhua finally finished cleaning up the mess.

Corpses littered the ground, and the ground beneath his feet was covered with blood and bitingly cold soil. He silently stood there.

In his mind, he recalled Dongfang Jin's actions just now, and then he thought of the Godslayer in his hand.

A strange and gloomy look flashed across his eyes. He had never thought that he would use his men of sacrifice to stall Dongfang Jin.

He had never thought that Dongfang Jin had already been lured by the God Slaying Sword into unleashing the bloodthirsty and spicy side of his body.

But thinking about it, it made sense. Although after the stimulation from Yin Qianying last time, Dongfang Jin's inner demon had been eliminated.

However, the God Slaying Sword was an ancient devil sword. It was stained with endless blood and hostility.

If an ordinary person took it, their mentality would be affected by the God-Slaying Sword day by day.

Although Dongfang Jin had a firm disposition, his mental energy was strong.

Not only did he constantly use his blood essence to stimulate the potential murderous aura of the god slaying, but he also massacred his entire family. He had long committed countless crimes.

In this way, even if his inner demons had been eliminated.

It was also difficult to conceal the fact that he had been dyed in the blood of death, and that he could not avoid the retribution of karma and samsara!

Obviously, Dongfang Jin had gradually lost his clear mind!

Thinking of this, his expression seemed to be wild with joy.

His eyes carried the perverted interest of turning me into a devil and everyone in the world into ghosts.

As for Dongfang Lyi and Xi Moyao, they could not threaten Dongfang Jin. Wasn't there still Lan Xuehan?

There was no harm in holding him in his hands.

In Jin City, there were 100,000 soldiers fighting. In the end, there were only 70,000 people who returned!

The other side's men of sacrifice probably only died around 1,000.

This understanding made the expressions of every guard in Jin City turn heavy, and their faces were filled with fear.

After all, when faced with such abnormal men of sacrifice, they were really like infants, unable to even truss a chicken.

On the other hand, Lan Xuehan's expression was even more solemn. Her eyes were filled with killing intent, and the aura around her was gloomy.

But the place that needed to be settled had to be settled first.

"Even though we suffered heavy losses in today's battle, all of you have to firmly believe that there is no justice in this world! The souls of our fellow clansmen that died because of injustice are waiting for us to personally kill our enemies and take revenge for them!

All of you must believe that with me around, with Crown Prince around, you will have the conviction to win! "

These simple words entered into the ears of the soldiers and instantly swept away the dispirited wind.

Especially when they recalled Lan Xuehan standing on the high flag on the battlefield just now, and how she looked like she was playing a tune to save everyone.

No one knew who raised their head and shouted loudly, "Crown Prince will win! Crown Princess will win!"

"Victory!"

"Victory will be ours!"

"..."

The oath that echoed through the clouds shook the hearts of people. After such a tragic war, this was undoubtedly the spirit Lan Xuehan wanted to see the most.

After all, if they were to march and fight, they would lose the morale of the army.

Then they really had no chance of winning!

"Pass on my order. Reorganize the troops and wait for my orders!"

After everyone dispersed, Lan Xuehan stood alone on the wall and quietly stood there, looking into the distance.

After a long time, it seemed like a long century had passed.

Only then did the figure of that person appear in her eyes!

When she saw this, she couldn't help but blink and try her best to suppress the various emotions in her heart.

When Dongfang Jin rode his horse back, he also saw the person standing alone on the city wall.

The horse sped up and rushed to the front of the city wall. In a flash, a graceful figure appeared and landed in front of Lan Xuehan.

Lan Xuehan looked at his poetic and elegant face and her eyes flashed with a strange look.

Dongfang Jin also met her gaze. Under his pair of eyes that were like vast blue waves, it was full of turbulent emotions.