Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

After Xie Lang finished his words of sending the guest away, the Khitan envoy was kicked out.

There were still some urine stains on the ground where he had been paralyzed, which smelled a bit unpleasant.

After asking people to clean up the filth on the ground, they continued to discuss how to exterminate the Khitan.

Since the Khitan military strength has been severely damaged, now is a good time to send troops to annihilate the Khitan.

"Marquis Wu'an, three days later, you will lead an army of 200,000 to encircle and destroy the Khitan royal court. No one will be spared, young or old, male or female. Yu Xun, you will lead a hundred thousand soldiers to ambush the Khitans on their escape route and annihilate all of them..."

Xie Lang gave out one order after another, and all the generals followed suit.

In the past, the Khitans had always unilaterally massacred their Great Yan.

But now, the situation has reversed and the target of the massacre has changed.

If the Khitan can be truly exterminated, then from now on, they, the Great Yan, will no longer have any disputes with external forces.

Time quickly came to three days later.

Xie Lang was wearing simple clothes, standing on the city wall of Shuoyang City, facing the wind.

His robe rustled in the wind, but Xie Lang's eyes were always fixed on the battlefield in the distance and the blue sky in the distance.

She is an emperor, a monarch, and a commander-in-chief. She does not need to fight in the battlefield herself, but only needs to wait for news of victory in the city.

Chen Ziyu stood behind her and saw Xie Lang's back, she felt that she looked very lonely.

Others only see Xie Lang's egocentrism, but fail to realize that Xie Lang has been alone from beginning to end. She must be very lonely in her heart.

I couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Your Majesty, what do you want?"

After hearing this, Xie Lang pondered for a moment and said that what she wanted was peace in the world and no more disputes. This was too fake, so fake that she herself would not believe it.

She did all this just to make herself less bored.

"I ask for nothing, I do as I please."

She really didn't have anything to ask for. She had already stood at the highest point in the world, and nothing in the world could catch her eye.

"Your Majesty, will you not be lonely?"

"The road to becoming strong is lonely. If you are not prepared to be alone, then there is no need to embark on the road to becoming strong."

Xie Lang has seen too many people seeking the truth, but only a few of them can eventually become strong.

Some are born with extraordinary talents, but they become complacent along the way, lose their original intention of seeking the truth, and finally stop moving forward.

Some people are obviously extraordinary geniuses, but they have no intention of practicing, indulge in love, and eventually become like everyone else.

Some are ordinary people, but they are devoted to the Tao, focused on it, and eventually become strong.

Therefore, external factors such as identity, status, and resources determine a person's lower limit; while internal factors such as Tao heart determine a person's upper limit.

Therefore, the path to seeking the truth is destined to be lonely, the path to becoming strong is also destined to be lonely, and the path to becoming an emperor is even more lonely.

Because no one will share your burden, and in the end, the only one you can rely on is yourself.

"Whatever you gain, you are destined to lose." Xie Lang gazed calmly into the distance and saw that Wang Ruqiong's armor, face and hair were splattered with blood. That was the blood of the enemy. He was running towards them with the Khitan Khan Yelu Bei tied up in his hands.

The soldiers of Dayan behind them also came covered in blood, with joy of victory on their faces.

Seeing this, Xie Lang turned to Chen Ziyu and said, "I have obtained the whole world, how can I be lonely?"

Then, Xie Lang went down the city wall and ordered his men to open the city gates to welcome the triumphant generals.

Xie Lang walked to the center of the city gate. The left and right sides behind her were filled with court officials. She calmly watched Wang Ruqiong and others return victoriously.

From beginning to end, her eyes did not fluctuate much, as if everything was under control.

When Wang Ruqiong and the others saw Xie Lang, they threw Yelu Bei to the ground, knelt on one knee, and said to Xie Lang: "Your Majesty, we have fulfilled your orders and have completely destroyed the Khitan royal court."

When Wang Ruqiong said this, there was an excitement in his eyes that he couldn't suppress. It was the excitement of revenge.

Her father died at the hands of the Khitan. Now that she has destroyed the entire Khitan, she can feel that she has done justice to her father's spirit in heaven.

"Marquis Wu'an, there's no need to be so polite." Xie Lang didn't care about the blood on her body and helped her up personally.

The ruler treats his subjects with courtesy, and the subjects serve the ruler with loyalty. She will give the most basic respect to the subjects who serve the country.

At this time, Yelu Bei, who was thrown to the ground, raised his head and looked at Xie Lang and others, his eyes still full of indescribable contempt.

“If I succeed, I’ll be a king. If I fail, I’ll be a bandit. My, Yelu Bei’s, glorious name has fallen into the hands of a woman like you. I never expected that. Hahahaha…”

Yelu Bei then laughed wildly, his laughter suppressing his extreme madness. He looked at Xie Lang as if he wanted to remember Xie Lang completely: "However, being able to see the emperor of Dayan before I die is also a regret-free experience."

After he finished speaking, to the surprise of Chen Ziyu and others, blood gushed out of his mouth. A large amount of blood flowed down his mouth, and then he fell to the ground without a sound.

Did he bite his tongue to commit suicide?

Xie Lang saw clearly that Yelu Bei committed suicide by taking poison. The blood flowing from his mouth was dark red, which could only be due to poisoning.

Yelu Beiben was about to commit suicide when the royal court was overthrown.

But he wanted to see Xie Lang before he died, to see what the empress of Great Yan who destroyed the Khitan looked like.

So it has been delayed until now.

After seeing this, he committed suicide by taking poison.

He was the Khan of Khitan. He could be defeated, but he also had his own dignity and would never allow himself to kneel down and beg for mercy like Li Chongguang.

"Your Majesty, this..."

"Bury him."

There was no big fluctuation in Xie Lang's eyes. Yelu Bei was dead, and that was it.

At this moment, Wang Linxian also rode his horse towards the city gate.

As soon as he saw Xie Lang, he dismounted and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty, all the court officials who served the Khitan have been captured. How will Your Majesty deal with them?"

Since Xie Lang's previous order was to exterminate all Khitans, and those court officials who worked for the Khitans were not Khitans, they were spared.

Their lives are still at the disposal of Xie Lang.

When Xie Lang heard this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips unconsciously, and he said lightly: "Take them all to the capital."

Xie Lang would certainly not let them go easily. They had to apologize in front of the 450,000 soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country.

"Also, please collect the bodies of the 450,000 soldiers who were previously buried in a foreign land, transport them to Daliang, and build a hero's tomb. I want their souls to return home."

Those who sacrificed their lives for the country could not return to Dayan during their lifetime, so their bodies should be brought back to Dayan.

It can be considered as an alternative way of returning home!

"I obey your order." Wang Linxian's heavy voice sounded. When he heard Xie Lang's words, he understood what she meant. She wanted to transport the compatriots who died in the war back to Dayan, so his eyes were filled with tears.

As a military general, he naturally did not want his soldiers to die in a foreign land.

Xie Lang's eyes swept across the ministers who were in joy, and they were almost cheering.

He said calmly: "Return to the capital."