The king's flag hangs upside down.
Almost no one knows what this means.
…the king dies.
The emperor of Southern Chu was thousands of miles away in the capital of Chu, and had not heard of anything happening, so it could only refer to Xi and Princess Chu Yunke.
When the news reached Yan Jun's tent.
As soon as the military division heard it, his face became extremely ugly in an instant, and there was even a bit of unconcealable fear between his brows.
He couldn't imagine His Majesty's reaction when he heard the news.
I can't even imagine.
The strategist knew that the outcome of this war with Nanchu had already been decided at this moment.
Fans of the authorities.
His Majesty may not understand how important this woman is in his heart, but those of them who are subordinates can clearly see how special Yan Jun is to Chu Yunke.
The military adviser ran towards the main tent where Yan Jun was located almost instantly. He was a frail scholar, and he almost never walked in such a hurry, but this time he almost bumped into several people. But when the military division rushed to the main tent, his heart sank severely.
Because he saw the king sitting on the throne.
Those dark and dazed pupils seemed to be out of focus.
Yan Jun's face was pale as hell, like a ghost, and his body was already thin, so he just sat there blankly, like a marionette, neither crying nor laughing. If it weren't for the occasional movement of his pitch-black eyeballs, it would really make people suspect that this is an exquisite dummy.
There were several people kneeling in front of his eyes, obviously all of them were frightened by Yan Jun's current appearance.
Yan Jun opened her lips and asked again: "What did you just say?"
He looked at a loss and was at a loss.
The soldier kneeling on the ground stood upright, and he naturally felt the danger, but he still reported loudly: "The king's flag hangs upside down, Chu Yunke, the commander of the Chu army, died in battle."
Hear this powerful sentence.
The military adviser hardly dared to look up at Yan Jun's face.
Yan Jun blinked slowly, a bit of bewilderment and bewilderment flashed in his eyes somehow, then he opened his thin lips and said, "Death in battle...Chu Yunke?"
He smiled suddenly, almost unable to straighten his waist, shook his head and said, "Impossible, how could she die?"
Yan Jun laughed several times to himself, but it was a pity that no one came to agree with him. The atmosphere in the main tent was heavy, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The man's dark eyeballs rolled, and he quietly asked: "She... is dead?"
He didn't know who he was asking, or it was his own gibberish.
Almost a few words squeezed out of his throat.
Just reading these words, an indescribable pain surged in his heart, and Yan Jun couldn't control the panic and extreme pain in his heart.
Although she didn't show much emotion on the surface, only Yan Jun knew that her heart was already in a state of desolation and desolation. When the building was about to collapse, the indifference on the surface was already exhausted.
Yan Jun knew.
He is finished.
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Xuan Qing raised his sword and pointed at the man in front of him, his gentle and delicate eyebrows were filled with anger, he twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, and said, "Yan Jun, you still dare to come here?"
In Xuanqing's view, Yan Jun is absolutely crazy, otherwise how could she break into the enemy army alone in the middle of the night
The young Emperor Yan was expressionless.
It's just that the voice is unbelievably hoarse, and the sentences are fragmented.
"I want to see her."
"I don't believe it, I don't believe she will die."
Xuan Qing suddenly stared at Yan Jun earnestly for several seconds, and agreed with the corners of her lips.
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The heroine is not dead! ! ! Don't guess!