Chapter 1047 The last words, are you finished?

A total of four rounds of the Big Qin Divine Thunder before and after, killed thousands of people, and bombed the hearts of the rebels. They even woke Li Yinhu from the dream.

The smoke is still filled. The residual flames after the explosion are still burning. The damaged flag swings slightly in the dusk wind. The crackling sound of the flames can be heard everywhere, and there are some mourning sounds of the wounded soldiers without death.

Li Chen ordered that soldiers with ability to move to clean up the battlefield.

"His Royal Highness, do you want to execute those rebels that are still alive?"

With the inertial thinking of his Dongchang factory, Sambo felt that since it was an enemy, then he had to cut the grass and remove the roots, so he asked.

"As long as there are hope to save, give them treatment."

Li Chen glanced at the Sambo and said indifferently: "They can't choose the political position. That's it. These soldiers are just for the sake of a bite.

These decisions that grasp the small and small are the atmosphere and mind that a monarch should have.

Sanbao bowed to lead, and said: "His Royal Highness is righteous, slaves have been taught."

When the Sanbao conveyed the order, Li Chen walked towards Li Yinhu with his hands.

The distance between each other gradually became closer, and Li Yinhu still lost his soul.

He didn't seem to notice Li Chen's approach at all.

And the Sanbao and Zhou Xingjia around Li Chen and Li Yinhu, stared at the other party, preventing the other party from any change.

As long as Zhou Xingjia has a little movement, Sanbao will immediately hurt the killer.

And Zhou Xingjia ... as long as he has a little movement, he will ... run.

There is no way, the strength is here, Zhou Xingjia knows that he will not be the opponent of Sanbao.

What's more, the general trend has gone.

Seeing that Li Chen was getting closer and closer, Zhou Xingjia's mood was tense to the extreme.

"Eight princes, run."

Zhou Xingjia doesn't call Li Yinhu now.

In this situation, this sacredness, except for the tragic point of letting the two of them die quickly, has no benefits.

Li Yinhu's body trembled, looked up at Li Chen, and his scattered eyes gradually focused. He murmured: "Run? Where can I go?"

"The old side of the Pavilion, maybe there are back hands." Zhou Xingjia hurriedly said.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

"Back hand?"

Li Yinhu laughed suddenly.

"He must have a back hand, but then he was prepared after the failure of me. He left his back hand for himself, and did not stay for me!"

Li Chen also heard this sentence.

"It's a time to die, you have become smarter." Li Chen said.

During the talk, Li Chen stood.

At this time, the distance between the two is only about five meters.

Enough dialogue.

Li Yinhu was full of smoky dark traces, and there were some black blood stains.

Look at Li Chen's still red wedding dress, rich gods like jade, handsome as gods.

From the image, the two have been judged.

Li Yinhu looked at Li Chen, slowly clenched his fist, wanted to scold, and wanted to growl, but when he came to his mouth, he suddenly found that he had no strength.

Tired of body and mind, even hate seemed to be strenuous.

"I lost."

Li Yinhu said calmly, as if this can make him easier.

To say this, there was a hint of cold in his eyes and sneered: "But you haven't won."

"Yes."

Li Chen nodded, and actually agreed with Li Yinhu's words.

"You lose, but the struggle with Zhao Xuanji has not ended, he is still waiting for me."
Chapter completed!