Upon hearing this, Bran Stark's hands trembled on the Iron Throne and he remained silent.
The atmosphere in the palace was extremely depressing.
There are only three options: surrender, die, or escape. There is no fourth option because they cannot defeat the army of the Great Xia Empire.
He just waved his hand and let the general go.
The palace returned to dead silence and coldness.
“Woo woo woo!”
The horn sounded, this was the rallying call for the King's Landing Legion, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.
All fear turned into despair.
Chaos began to appear in King's Landing. Screams, cries, and wails formed a doomsday-like song that spread from the city into the palace.
Soon, all the sounds disappeared.
It seemed the battle was over.
Outside the palace, a dark shadow descended and strode into the palace. The gloomy atmosphere of the palace was dispelled, and everything seemed to brighten up.
Li Jing and Yue Fei walked into the hall and looked calmly at Bran Stark sitting on the Iron Throne.
"Be decent to yourself!"
Li Jing took the sword from his waist and threw it towards the Iron Throne. The scabbard-covered sword plunged into the ground in front of the Iron Throne without a single unnecessary humming sound.
Bran Stark's eyes moved, fixed on the longsword in front of him, and looked up at Li Jing.
This is the general of Daxia.
They were defeated, completely defeated.
The enemy army took less than five minutes to capture King's Landing, the city he had been pursuing for half his life.
Bran Stark stroked the cold Iron Throne beside him.
The Iron Throne that he had obtained through intrigue and struggle for half his life seemed to be a joke at this moment.
sonorous!
The long sword was unsheathed, and the palace returned to silence.
"Give him a decent burial."
Li Jing took a look at Bran Stark's body, waved his hand, and asked his subordinates to clean up.
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