Chapter 1110 (1/2)

It's really funny to say that Fu Xiuyi became a king of subjugation. He had been very ambitious to say that if he wanted to survive with the Ming and Qi dynasties, he would fight with the soldiers until the last moment. As long as the capital is not destroyed, he will still be the emperor of Ming and Qi, and will not be surrendered.

But to the last moment, but I do not know how to change my mind, want to leave secretly, perhaps also have the idea of making a comeback one day.

However, Fu Xiuyi calculated everything, but not the heart.

His aides, however, saw clearly the situation of Minqi earlier than he did. When the aides learned that Fu Xiuyi had made a false decision to die with the enemy, they had to run away, and all of them were enraged.

In other words, Fu Xiuyi was also trapped in a cocoon. At the beginning, all his aides were attracted by himself, either by spending gold and silver, or by using beauties. The so-called hero does not ask about his origin. Fu Xiuyi thinks that he is a person who cherishes talents, regardless of the identity of the other party. Therefore, among his staff, there are all kinds of people. There are bandits, mountain bandits, and even murderers who don't blink. These people have no distinction between good and evil. To follow Fu Xiuyi is just to see that Fu Xiuyi can provide them with the treasures they want and make great achievements.

Now that the great building has been destroyed, Fu Xiuyi still wants to run away. How can this be done?

The most daring and ferocious of those aides, they tried to tie Fu Xiuyi to the city tower, shot Fu Xiuyi to death with a bow and arrow, and finally cut off Fu Xiuyi's head, so as to invite contributions to Xie Jingxing and hope to surrender.

Fu Xiuyi was afraid that he would have been in such a situation for a long time. He did not expect that he would end up like this. It is not like a monarch, with the country to perish, at least can be full of integrity. I didn't save my life. I'll try to make a comeback later in my life. He was like a prisoner on the bench. In front of the people in Dingjing, he was shot to death in front of the common people in Dingjing. He became a token to ask for credit from the enemy.

What he finally saw in a trance was the young man under the tower, above the horse and before the thousand army. He held the reins and looked lazily at it. He was as cynical as ever, and his eyes were clear with scorn.

But if he couldn't think about it, he couldn't see anything.

At this moment, his great cause and his ambition for planning came to an abrupt end. He always did not understand that he had become an emperor. He planned early in his life, and how could he be defeated by an enemy he wanted to eradicate at first?