After Qian Yeming entered this space, he smiled at Yelu Boyang and said, "Your Highness, the King of Yue, the fire is getting bigger and bigger. Don't lose it."
After saying that, he stepped back into the carriage.
Yelu Boyan stared blankly at the carriage, which had resumed its movement, feeling a strange feeling in his heart. If before he had considered Qian Yeming his greatest enemy, his biggest rival, now, he only considered him an enemy.
Because through what happened today he discovered that he was not even worthy of being Qian Yeming's opponent.
In this case, even if he obtained Xiliang, how could he develop Xiliang in a short period of time and make it strong enough to compete with Qian Yeming's Nanyue?
Looking at this space that could accommodate two hundred people and a carriage without appearing cramped, outside the space, flames shot up into the sky, and the entire official road had long been engulfed in raging flames.
The red flames mixed with the burnt leaves slammed heavily on the space shield. The shield, which was originally transparent and seemed to be surging with strong winds, emitted clusters of black fireworks.
The interweaving of black and red creates a beautiful glazed color on the periphery of the protective shield. Looking from the inside out, they seem to be in a beautiful glazed cup.
This glass cup was absolutely fire-resistant. Even after being baked around it for so long, he didn't even feel the slightest bit of heat.
The carriage moved slowly, neither fast nor slow, leisurely.
Although the outside was filled with flames, Yelu Boyan found that he could clearly see objects in the sea of fire. For example, the scorched flowers and trees, the burnt and deformed ground, and... the Xiliang soldiers who had perished in the flames before they could escape.
He had a feeling that Qian Yeming had a way to become even stronger, a way to save the remaining Xiliang soldiers trapped in the jungle. But he didn't save them, and Murong Xiao didn't let him do it either.
This couple is truly a powerful, dark, and ruthless match made in heaven.
So many innocent people died, but they could continue to be affectionate with each other in the carriage.
After muttering inwardly, Yelu Boyan smiled wryly. In fact, if it were him, he'd be lucky not to kick someone when they're down. To put it bluntly, while they were allies now, once Mo Yunfang died, they would become rivals. And the Xiliang soldiers would become an obstacle in their path. Why should they lend a helping hand?
About a quarter of an hour later, the group finally reached the exit of the woods. By then, the soldiers had cleared away the twenty or so fallen trees outside. General Yuan was sitting on the ground in despair, unsure how to explain himself to the emperor when he returned.
The nine princes of Xiliang have either died or disappeared, leaving only the Crown Prince and the King of Yue to compete for the throne. Who knew that the Crown Prince died tragically in the oasis, and His Royal Highness the King of Yue was killed by the Queen? Is Xiliang really just waiting for a change of circumstances?
Just when General Yuan was completely desperate, a soldier shouted, "General, look, there are people in that sea of fire!"
The soldiers' shouts drew everyone's attention to the sea of fire.
Looking from the outside in, I saw a team moving slowly and strangely in the sea of fire. Not only the people, but even the horses were moving leisurely, at the same speed as before the attack.
"General Yuan, then...are the people in there human or ghost?"
Yuan Mo stood up from the ground when he saw someone inside.
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