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He will stick to the promise he made and guard the southern border forever.

Of course, he must die on the battlefield.

At this moment, Xiang Qingtian was like a god of war, brave and invincible.

His falcon-like eyes were fearless, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

Ye Banlan stared blankly at this familiar face. In the six years since she left, Xiang Qingtian has not changed much. He is still the elder who liked to tease her in her memory.

She was right. This gold-inlaid iron belt hook was indeed an antique belonging to the King of Chu.

She vaguely remembered that Ning Zhaozong told her about the origin of this gold-inlaid iron belt hook. It was given to him and King Chu's father, the previous emperor.

In Zhaozong's generation, King Chu was the youngest child and the most beloved by the late emperor.

As a result, Xiang Qingtian's temperament became a lot more arrogant.

This gold-inlaid iron belt hook is as old as the King of Chu.

In front of Xiang Qingtian were the foreign enemies that Ye Banlan had seen in his first historical review.

Their attire is very modern, and their weapons are no longer even thermal weapons, but use light.

Ye Banglan's eyes narrowed.

But three hundred years ago, even Beilu, which could compete with the Ning Dynasty, was still an ancient monarchy, and it was absolutely impossible to dress like this.

Could it be that this group of enemies is related to Nanlinghai?

"Xiang Qingtian, tell me, why are you working so hard to guard southern Xinjiang for your brother's son?" The tall general laughed and said jokingly, "More than twenty years ago, you were your brother's son. Your defeated general is still willing to surrender. With your strength, if you rebel against the imperial court, who would dare to say a word? "

Ye Banglan's expression became serious, and his eyes gradually became serious.

This group of enemies actually knew the intricate relationships of the Ning Dynasty at that time, including the battles and conflicts between Xiang Qingtian and Ning Zhaozong.

Even she only knew what happened in the past when Zhaozong occasionally told her about it.

But this group of enemies also knew everything about what happened in the Ning Dynasty more than ten years ago.

Could it be that they had been eyeing China earlier?

Xiang Qingtian frowned, obviously realizing that the enemy seemed to know too much about him.

"King Chu, if you follow us now, I guarantee that Ning Chao can stay." The tall general's smile deepened, "After that, you can become the emperor of Ning Chao and sit on the throne you have longed for. "

"It's a joke. No matter how I fight with the imperial court, it's my own business. Who are you?" Xiang Qingtian smiled coldly, "How can I, the Chinese mainland, allow you to wait for foreigners to be unruly!"

He really longs for a position above ten thousand people, but if the price is to split China, he will be the first to jump out and oppose it.

The tall general did not expect that Xiang Qingtian would refuse without hesitation. He stopped smiling: "In that case, take your loyalty and go down and become a lonely ghost!"

"Buzz!"

The picture is completely finalized at this moment.

Ye Banglan saw Hejia again, who was making clever gadgets in the camp.

He was also confused when he suddenly received a message from King Chu from thousands of miles away.

"Uncle Wang?"

He Jia's voice also came from the screen, clear and light. Obviously, the northwest had not been invaded by foreign enemies at this time, but it was only a stick of incense.

"I'm here." Xiang Qingtian took out the knife, "Nephew, it's too late to say more. You have to watch every scene that follows."

Far to the northwest, Hejia could clearly hear his words and see the blood on his face.

He Jia stood up suddenly: "Uncle Wang?!"

He knew Xiang Qingtian's strength, and it was absolutely impossible for anyone to let Xiang Qingtian suffer such an injury.

But then, Hejia saw another group of people in the picture.

At the same time, Ye Banlan also saw the word "creepy" on her brother's face, which had always been expressionless, for the first time.

"Nephew, swear to me with your life that you will not let these people invade China." Xiang Qingtian spit out a mouthful of blood and applied the sword to his body. His breath was unstable and his voice was intermittent, "Did you hear that? Don't forget it. Your promise to me!"

The tall general lost his patience: "Kill him!"

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart made Hejia's eyes tear apart: "Uncle Wang!"

"King Yan!" Xiang Qingtian vomited out another mouthful of blood. He turned around suddenly with sharp eyes, "Did you hear me? This king can die, but China is inaccessible. King Yan, did you hear it?!"

His body was all injured. In this state, even if Taiyi Miracle Doctor came, he would be unable to save his life.

Hejia took a deep breath and finally uttered four words: "I swear."

These four words have been stained with countless blood.

Even if Xiang Qingtian didn't say so, he certainly wouldn't let these people take a step into China.

"Okay, okay! With your words, I will feel relieved." Xiang Qingtian finally smiled, "I will go one step ahead of you and go down to find Xiao Yongning."

After fighting and fighting for a lifetime, everything is in a mess.

But facing a formidable enemy, he chose to take the lead and die without hesitation.

Xiang Qingtian murmured: "Even if future generations look down upon me, they must respect me."

Ye Banglan clenched her hands and answered him softly: "It's absolutely true, Uncle Wang."

Xiang Qingtian clearly had the strength to establish himself as king, but after Ning Zhaozong ascended the throne, he asked himself to leave the capital and set up an army in southern Xinjiang. He would not return unless summoned.

Born in troubled times, farewell in conquest.

His achievements in this life were enough to clear his name.

As if looking back, Xiang Qingtian pulled out all the sharp weapons on his body and laughed again: "Let's fight!"

What Xiang Qingtian wants is to ride alone on the road to hell!

The road to Wangchuan is far away, and it is enough for him to go alone.

The picture disappeared and Wanli Sound Transmission also stopped at this moment.

This also means that Xiang Qingtian's life has come to an end.

However, he still did not fall down, but supported his body with the hilt of the knife, standing on the vast land of southern Xinjiang.

The Xiang royal family does not live on their knees, and they will never die on their knees!

The tall general frowned and asked coldly: "What is he talking about?"

"Admiral, I didn't hear you clearly." The young general was also confused, "The voice was too low."

"Forget it, what are the words of a dying person?" The tall general waved his hand lightly, "He didn't know what method he used to send a message to King Hejia of Yan, but unfortunately, it was of no use."

Their comprehensive strength far exceeds that of the Ning Dynasty. Even if a genius like He Jia knows the enemy's situation in advance, what can he do?

As long as you don't surrender to them, there will only be one end, and that is death.

Everything Xiang Qingtian did was just useless.

The enemies didn't hear clearly, but Ye Wanlan was familiar with lip reading. She saw Xiang Qingtian's last sentence, which was only four words -

Shen, Zhou, Wan, Xing.

Ye Banlan was shocked, and her soul seemed to be shaken out of her body at this moment.

She remembered what happened a long time ago. At that time, her calligraphy had already taken shape. Just after she started teaching, Xiang Qingtian asked someone to ask her to write a calligraphy for him.

The content of this calligraphy is "China is prosperous".

The four words "China's Wanxing" he wrote took him a lifetime to interpret, and they are so profound.

At the last moment of his life, he shouted "Ning Jun Mighty" and "Long Live China", and then decided to die.

However, this period of history has not been recorded in the history books. Everyone who experienced this war with their own eyes, including the King of Chu, is dead.

The records of the fall of the Ning Dynasty in history books are always just a few sentences over and over again.

But these few words have already marked the magnificent lives of these people.

The scene fades away and the historical review ends.

To outsiders, only a few seconds passed.

Therefore, Ye Banlan suddenly burst into tears, surprising everyone.

"Xiao Wan?" Yan Tingfeng whispered, "Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

There was a rare hint of panic in his voice, and he took out a tissue and wiped her tears.

Ye Banglan didn't speak, but tightly held the gold-inlaid iron belt hook in his hand.

"How much?" Yan Tingfeng raised his head.

When the vendor saw that although he was wearing a mask and a hat, his face was completely covered, but he had an extraordinary bearing, he said loudly: "One price, 200,000."

Yan Tingfeng looked calm and took out a check and threw it on the stall.

At this moment, Ye Banglan also calmed down his emotions.

She stood up silently, still holding the gold-encrusted iron belt hook.

Professor Shen spoke in a gentle voice: "Turn the tide, is this iron belt hook?"

Ye Tuanlan came back to his senses and shook his head gently: "I need to go back and confirm."

Professor Li observed it carefully and lowered his voice: "Looking at the craftsmanship, it should still be from the Ning Dynasty, but we can't confirm which era it is from the Ning Dynasty."

The Ning Dynasty had three periods, which are the most studied by later historians - Tianqi, Qianhe and Yongshun.

Ning Taizu founded Daning, and Tianqi was the first reign name of the Ning Dynasty.

After Ning Zhaozong ended more than ten years of civil strife, he changed his reign to "Qianhe".

"Yongshun" is the last period of the Ning Dynasty. Xiang Chen took "Yongshun" as his reign name, which means always good weather. Unfortunately, this wish did not come true.

"Is Miss Ye okay?" The director was also very worried. "We will continue the rest of the shooting. Mr. Yan will accompany Miss Ye to the place where she lives to rest first."

Ye Banglan didn't refuse, she really needed some quiet time.

Arriving at his residence, Yan Tingfeng bent down slightly and said, "If anything happens, just call me."

"Yeah." Ye Banlan nodded. She lay on the bed and carefully looked at the gold-inlaid iron belt hook in her hand.

However, the next second, there was a "pop" sound, and the gold-inlaid iron belt hook in her palm suddenly shattered!

Uncle Wang is actually the most realistic person, he is more complicated~~

See you tomorrow~~