Chapter 2194 (1/2)

Then he looked at General Chen behind him. ”General Chen, it seems that your people are not doing their best. Don't forget what we promised you.”

General Chen bowed his head slightly and said respectfully, ”yes.”

Then he turned his head and pulled a soldier to tell him, ”go and remove the people from the thirteen Prince's mansion, and come as soon as possible.”

Yan Mo Li's heart is a little fixed, only cold eyes looking at the besieged in the middle of Yanbei City, the blood around and the scream have nothing to do with him.

Although his grandfather donglinhou was in a high position, he was old after all. Baorong Emperor didn't want to hand over most of the military power to her. He only handed over the imperial guards to him, and his uncle general Lin was stationed in the frontier. He was really in power.

This general Chen is just managing the imperial army with Zhao Wei. If it wasn't for the major plan, Yan Moli would not make a promise. He would certainly be used by him in the future and would not be suppressed.

However, I'm afraid he can't imagine what a monstrous plot is brewing in his heart when he looks at such a respectful General Chen.

One thousand bodyguards were soon transferred, and three thousand bodyguards against more than three hundred people were a battle with no chance of winning.

The people trained by Yanbei city can always fight against ten with one, but they can't fight for a long time. More and more people fall down. The bluestone ground of the palace is stained red by strong and dazzling blood. The broken limbs and debris on the ground can be seen everywhere. A thick smell of blood in the air flows into the nose, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Qin Ya had never seen such a situation before. She had a white smile and grasped Mo Ling's sleeve tightly. She felt a sense of vomiting in her chest.

Even under such circumstances, Yan cenxuan's face, which was slightly morbid, became pale. His hands were tightly clasped, and the unbearable hardship in his eyes did not dissipate for a moment.

Yan Beicheng lowered his eyes and watched his own people being killed like this. How could he not feel uncomfortable in his heart?

Just wait. Just wait.