The Emperor ignored them. “Who leads them?” he asked.

“He calls himself B??ri Khan,” the Chancellor answered.

“I killed B??ri Khan,” the Emperor said, his voice beginning to sound strained.

“His son, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor shook his head. The Chancellor knew what he was thinking. There was no way that was possible. How could a child of the man he had personally killed manage to resurrect an entire army? He had spent years working to make sure the Rouran forces would never rise again. He had nearly lost his life dozens of times and yet now they were back? He shook his head again, struggling to control his breathing, which was starting to grow ragged. “They were destroyed,” he said, his voice loud, the sound echoing off the walls of the throne room. “I ask again: How is it possible?” 本章未完，请点击下一页继续阅读！ 第5页/共10页