Murong Lan's voice echoed throughout the hall, with ups and downs and a powerful tone: "As the resistance and suppression continued, the hatred between the various ethnic groups continued to deepen. In the end, even our Xianbei tribe endured countless military service and
Almost all the men in every household are away from home as corvees. We are unable to protect the Xianbei people from all over the country, so we gathered them all in Yecheng."
"So they don't dare to leave the city at this time, because they know that as soon as they leave the city and find themselves alone, they will be attacked and massacred by foreigners. People of other ethnic groups will be oppressed and oppressed by our country, Dayan, for these years.
The hatred is imposed on us poor Xianbei compatriots. Is it possible that we have struggled for many years just to become the public enemy of Hebei and cannot even save our own people?"
Murong Feng bit her lip: "The blood feud between Han and Hu, and the hatred between ethnic groups, have existed in the Central Plains for hundreds of years. It cannot be quelled by His Majesty overnight, but I believe that as long as our Great Yan can eliminate the Zhai family,
Rebellious thieves like Ding Ling and Puppet Yan live in Hebei, so Your Majesty must have the time and the means to make all races live in peace. Can't we not be able to do what even Fu Jian can do?"
Murong Lan shook his head: "Fu Jian knew how to make good use of Wang Meng, recuperate and treat people of all ethnic groups equally. Although we have sworn hatred with him, he is better at running the country than we, Dayan, and is more qualified to be the master of the world.
This is something that is useless to doubt. But the eldest brother wanted to seize the world, and he did not hesitate to conquer everywhere. Wherever he went, he slaughtered and plundered heavily. In this way, just like Xiang Yu back then, the more battles he fought and won, the more people he killed.
The more people resist him, this problem has been almost impossible to solve since I, Murong, took over the Central Plains. To put it bluntly, we are not ready to become the lord of the Central Plains at all, and we are not suitable to take over."
Murong Feng said sternly: "Princess Lan, what you said is too much! Although you have a noble status now, don't even think about making us give up our resistance with just a few words. If your imperial brother hears these rebellious things of yours, he will definitely
I will kill you on the spot!"
Murong Lan said calmly: "I personally apologized to the emperor after the meeting, but since he started his army, even Hebei has been unable to stabilize. This time because of his ambition, he hastily sent troops to attack the Central Plains, but underestimated the enemy's strength.
We have so much strength that we have fallen into such a difficult situation. Now Yecheng cannot be protected. All we can protect is the lives of the Xianbei people in the city. This is the only thing I can do."
Murong Feng suddenly drew out the long sword and said in a deep voice: "Murong Lan, as long as I am here, I will never let you get what you want!"
Murong Lan sighed and waved her hand gently. Around the hall and on top of the beams, hundreds of killers dressed in black suddenly appeared. Each one held a crossbow and aimed at the people in the hall. The door of the hall,
It was also closed in an instant, and the main hall, which was bright just now, suddenly became dark.
Murong Bao was so frightened that he fell down on the bed and almost cried: "Auntie, please don't mess around. We are all our own people!"
Murong Feng said sternly: "Prince, Murong Lan betrayed Dayan, how can you still be one of our own? As the prince, how can you surrender to the traitor?!"
Xiao Duan's face turned pale: "Alan, don't be like this. Don't kill each other with your family and relatives because of a Han man."
Murong Lan sighed: "The situation forced me to make this decision. Please listen to my arrangements. As long as you are willing to withdraw from Yecheng with me, I will never hurt you. I am not betraying the great nation."
Yan, but to protect our people, the people of Yan, which is much more important than guarding this isolated city that is destined to fall."
Before Murong Lan could finish her words, suddenly, Murong Feng drew out his sword and attacked her like crazy: "Murong Lan, I will die with you today!"
Murong Lan shook her head gently and waved her hand. She even turned her head. She couldn't bear to see thousands of arrows fired from the beam, shooting this world-famous Yan Kingdom general into a sieve.
However, there was a loud noise in the air, and Murong Lan's expression changed. Just as she was about to retreat, she heard a "bang", and a pure steel cage with a radius of more than ten feet and as thick as a child's arm had fallen beside her.
The fence allows any attempt by anyone to twist it and escape from it to be immediately dismissed.
With a "ding" sound, Murong Feng's sword was slashed on the fence. Fire light spattered, but it remained motionless. Murong Feng took two steps backwards, with surprise written all over his face. This time he pounced, he would have been certain to die.
He was determined, but he didn't expect that the situation would reverse in an instant, and it would be Murong Lan who was trapped.
The corner of Murong Lan's mouth twitched, and she looked at the archers on the beam and around her. Her pupils shrank suddenly, because she finally discovered that these were not her subordinates. Although they were dressed in the same style, in those eyes,
But he was gleaming with cold killing intent, and he was definitely not a dead warrior trained by himself.
A burst of smoke filled the air, accompanied by a sound of gold and iron, which sounded from behind the screen behind the dragon chair: "Princess Lan is so righteous and caring for the common people. I really admire her. However, I am afraid that the evacuation of Yecheng will be difficult even if I am here."
It’s a long-term plan.”
A tall, thin old man in black robes and a green dragon mask with fluttering white hair appeared in the hall like a ghost. The surrounding candlesticks suddenly lit up with firelight, illuminating his lifeless mask. Murong
Lan gritted her teeth: "Qinglong, I didn't expect you to show up here."
A sound came from the beams and around the hall, and dozens of bloody corpses fell one after another. It was obvious that they had been dead for some time, and they were all Murong Lan's dead soldiers. She looked at these corpses, and her heart was twisted.
There were also tears in his eyes.
Murong Bao stood up and said in a deep voice to Qinglong: "You are a Han Chinese, I know you. This is our Murong family's family matter and we don't need your intervention. Thank you for helping us control Princess Lan. Please come back."
Qinglong sneered and picked up a gold medal. The expressions of all the civil and military officers of the Yan Kingdom present changed. They knelt down and saluted, shouting: "Long live, long live, long live."
Murong Lan's eyes widened: "Qinglong, how come you have the Murong Golden Order that my imperial brother never gives to outsiders, not even his own son?!"
Qinglong smiled slightly: "This token was on Murong Ling's body and killed him. Afterwards, your imperial brother lost his beloved son and refused to give this token to the Murong family for many years. It can be used to order the various ministries in Liaodong.
If others hadn't set up this shocking plan with me to wipe out the Beifu Army, Ding Lingzhai, and the big families in Hebei, and avoid future troubles forever, how could they let me act with this token? Princess Lan, I still have to do my best.
Thank you, if it weren’t for you, Liu Yu wouldn’t have tried his best to get closer to here. This time, we will never let him return to Henan alive!”
This chapter has been completed!