The sky gradually brightened, and when the first ray of dawn jumped up from the horizon and enveloped the entire Yanjing City in golden light, the killing that lasted for a whole night finally came to an end.

The residents of Yanjing City heard the sound of fighting all night last night. The raging fire illuminated the entire Yanjing City. Everyone closed their doors and hid in their homes, praying to heaven that the disaster would not come to their own homes.

Not only the common people, but also many high-ranking officials and Mongolian nobles did not know what happened yesterday. This was a thorough planning and a sudden action, which almost concealed everyone except the parties involved.

Wuda did not sleep all night. Accompanied by his wife Hailing, he sat in the hall where he usually discussed affairs with his ministers. His palace guards were all sent out. Now the entire palace was almost an empty city. If a group of people came to fight at this time, Wuda would have no power to resist.

The sound of fighting gradually subsided, and footsteps came from outside the hall. Akagi appeared in front of Wuda with a happy expression, "Your Majesty, everything goes well."

Wuda let out a long breath, and a big rock pressing on his heart finally moved away, but his body shook, and his eyes were dark. After a night of fatigue, his highly nervous body suddenly relaxed and felt unable to hold on. Hailing worriedly supported Wuda: "Your Majesty, the big thing has been settled, so you should go and take a break first!"

Around the Guoluo tribe's garrison, a large area of ​​land had become ruins. On the broken walls and ruined walls, there were large pieces of purple-black blood stains, and the bodies of people and horses were everywhere. Some of them had been burned to charcoal, and the black and curled corpses made people look at each other and vomit when they smelled it.

With a loud bang, several new pairs of boots stepped on the thickened plasma, splashed a few drops on the upper part, making them look particularly eye-catching in the snow-white patch.

"Editant Father, are you here?" Han Hai ran over. He called Han Zhong first, then saluted Azisi and Sima Ren each. His body was covered with blood, and his face was black and black, almost showing his original appearance.

Han Zhong nodded, "All have been solved, are there anyone missing the net?"

"No one escaped. A few people who escaped were also intercepted by Sima Rui's troops on the periphery. They are now counting the bodies. In addition, we have captured their leading general and several Guo Luomen Tuotuo's family."

"Bring it up!" Han Zhong sneered.

Han Hai waved his hand and several generals of Guoluo who were tied up in various ways were escorted by soldiers. When he arrived in front of the three of them, he forced himself to kneel down.

"Han Zhong, you bastard, the patriarch will avenge us. You can wait for the skin to get cramped!" A general raised his head hard and spat at Han Zhong with a spit.

"Azis, you help the Dayue people plot against us. You will get retribution." The other man roared.

Azith looked at the group of defeated generals who were pressed to the ground, "I'm wrong. It's not that I'm helping anyone, but that you have angered His Majesty the Emperor. This is the end you deserve."

"We are loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, and we never thought of disobeying His Majesty the Emperor!" The few people shouted.

"You don't have them, do you have your patriarch?" Azis sneered and took a step back. He knew what was going to happen next, and he didn't want blood to splatter on him.

The torch was thrown to the top of the tent. Looking at the burning golden tent, many soldiers from the Guoluo tribe burst into tears. They knew what the disappearance of the golden tent meant? Their sense of belonging was burned to ashes while the golden tent was burned.

"Princess, many tribal leaders hope to see you!" Lin Ya whispered: "Do you want to see them?"

"There are too many people. Choose some people and I will meet you! They have made great efforts for us, and the court always rewards them." Yaldan pushed open the carriage door, his face extremely pale.

"Yes!" Lin Ya turned around and retreated.

A moment later, dozens of tribal leaders walked to the carriage under the guidance of Lin Ya. These tribes were small tribes that could not be named in the desert. Most had more than a thousand tents, while the few had only hundreds of tents. For example, the Xiaolixi tribe who was the first to respond to Yardan had only more than 600 tents. This time, when they came to help, the clan was dispatched, there were only 500 soldiers who could take action. This was the limit of their tribe, and almost every family had one person. For small tribes like this, they had the opportunity to see the core figures of the high-ranking Golden Family, let alone Yardan. They were lying on the ground, prostrated and shouted excitedly: "See Princess Zhenguo!"

Jaldan tried hard to make his smile more natural, "Everyone worked hard all night, get up! No need to be polite."

"Thank you Princess!" Dozens of people got up, surrounded the carriage, and looked at Yardan excitedly.

"This time you have made great contributions, the emperor will reward you, and Lin Ya will arrange for you to meet His Majesty the Emperor, and all the rewards will be brought down at that time." Yardan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Princess, thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone was very happy. Although there were many people who made meritorious service this time and many people were rewarded, the Guoluo tribe is now a piece of fat meat. Even if each person only has a little, it is enough for them and other small tribes to digest for a while. In the Mongolian tribe, it is natural that the defeated tribes divide the property of the losers, including their population, cattle and sheep.

"Your name is Xiao Lixi?" Yaldan suddenly pointed at the generals in the team who were over thirty years old who were taller than everyone else. The leather armor he wore was ragged, which was much worse than the others. However, the look of his eyes was like looking down on everyone, and the first tribal leader who was portrayed by his subordinates appeared in his mind.

Xiao Lixi did not expect that the noble princess would know her name and took a step excitedly, "Your princess, the last one is Xiao Lixi."

"You did a good job!" Yaldan praised: "This time you should be the first to win. You should pick a thousand tents from Guoluo's army first. This is what I reward you. After joining the emperor later, the emperor will give you another reward!"

Xiao Lixi was overjoyed. The princess's meaning was obvious. Her thousand tents were an additional reward, and it was given to her by His Highness the Princess, and His Majesty the Emperor had to give her another one. If it was added up, she would be the biggest beneficiary of destroying the Guoluo tribe this time, and she would also jump from the weakest small tribe to several levels.

"Prince Xie rewards you, what is your princess's order? Just send someone to inform Xiao Lixi. Even if you want Xiao Lixi's head, I will never frown! He was ecstatic and fell to the ground, knocking his head repeatedly...)

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