Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1693

The door to the innermost stone chamber burst open, and under the dim candlelight, hundreds of ebony tablets were solemnly displayed, like an army silently guarding Guicheng.

The three gilded tablets in the center are particularly eye-catching. They are the tablets of General Wang Yulun and his wife and children.

The bronze sacrificial vessel in front of the tablet contained not incense ashes, but hundreds of rusty arrows...which were the weapons that the Wan army used to kill General Wang.

The walls of the stone chamber were covered with dense bloody words, all of which were the names of the Northern Wing soldiers who died in the battle. The words were wet as if they had just been written, flowing slowly along the stone walls, and finally gathered on the ground to form a map of the Northern Wing territory.

This is no ordinary secret room. It is the hidden Hall of Heroes built by the people of Guicheng in the north wing for nearly a hundred years, using blood as ink and bones as bricks.

The people of Guicheng have never surrendered and have been waiting for the Northern Wing Royal Army to take them home!

An hour later, Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang led the vanguard team and quietly left the basement of Yi Guang Academy through the secret passage.

Yiguang Academy was surrounded and searched to no avail. The entire city of Guicheng was sealed off and a large effort was made to hunt down the Northern Wing King's teacher.

Several teams of soldiers were added to guard the city gates, and each of them was fierce and ferocious.

Tang Xinghe and others were unable to leave the city, so they had to temporarily return to Guicheng.

Ma Chuyang's face was gloomy and his eyes were bloodshot. He curled up on the simple bed without even eating dinner.

Tang Xinghe also changed his usual high-spirited look and looked extremely ugly.

But he was more capable than Ma Chuyang. He suppressed his grief and anger and sat by the bed to persuade the other person, "Get up, why are you crying? If you can't stand it, just fight back! What's the point of just crying?"

Ma Chuyang was obviously hit hard, and said sullenly, "Who is crying! I'm not crying... wuwuwuwu..."

He grew up in luxury and was loved by everyone. It is no exaggeration to say that it was his mother Qin Fangfei who helped him pack his luggage the night before he left for the war.

His mother warned him, "Son, don't try to be too aggressive. Save your life first, fight second. Do you hear me?"

The doting feeling was almost overwhelming the military discipline. I wanted to grab him by the ears and tell him to fight if he could win, and run away if he couldn't.

What a happy child he was, living in the northern wing of the capital, with no worries about food and clothing, and thinking about playing all day long.

But the people of Guicheng live a life worse than that of cattle and horses!

How painful it must have been for General Wang's wife and children! How heartbroken General Wang himself must have been.

Ma Chuyang burst into tears and threw himself into Tang Xinghe's arms and cried, "Brother Xinghe, I want to kill the bastard Wan country!"

Tang Xinghe patted Ma Chuyang on the back, his throat choking with sobs, "Well, let's kill the Wan country thieves together! I have a bold idea..."

"Me too!" Ma Chuyang gritted his teeth.

The next day, Wan State continued to search for the Northern Wing King's Army throughout the city, and additional personnel were stationed in almost every street and alley.

All pedestrians entering and leaving are strictly searched.

Wu Le, the governor of Guicheng, was furious in his office. "How can a few little kids really turn the world upside down? They are useless! Such a shame! Such a shame!"

The people he sent out yesterday to capture Gu Changqing, the principal of Yi Guang Academy, were his elite team, but they crawled back like a lost dog.

"Sir, the principal of Yi Guang Academy, Gu Changqing, and the students disappeared overnight. And, and..." The subordinate's voice was trembling when he came to report the time.

"What else?" Wu Le frowned.

"And he burned down the library!"

Wu Le's face turned pale instantly, and he slapped his palm, causing the teacups on the table to clink.

The Wan Kingdom was a nation that rose to prominence on horseback, and they did not have much cultural heritage. These books were the foundation for the Wan Kingdom to replace the North Wing.

Those that were burned were precious books that the various prefects had spent decades of hard work and racked their brains to compile.

A fire, burned it all!