On the battlefield, corpses were everywhere, blood was drifting, and a broken Sui flag fell to the ground.

Fan Qinghui looked at this scene and couldn't help but be speechless.

"Is Kiyoe sad?"

Fang Ming suddenly came to her side.

"Life is the most beautiful thing in the world, no one has the power to take away at will..."

Qinghui looked directly at Fang Ming, and there was a great meaning of Zen in his words.

"Haha... Qinghui, aren't you practicing the way of heaven? You must know that heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs! Song is convinced that they are equal before death! All the emperors, generals and ministers, and the people will die in the end!... Since Yang Jian is going to attack me, he must be prepared to be attacked by me. This is the greatest fairness!"

"Will the master of the lord send troops to the Central Plains?"

Fan Qinghui asked with a trembling body.

"Oh... the destiny of the Great Sui Dynasty has come true! How can I bear to fall into war again in the north?"

This is half true and half false. The main reason is that the Song family is not ready and has little chance of seizing the world. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!