The muscles on Murong Chui's face were beating slightly, and his teeth were chattering. It was obvious that he wanted to refute, but in the end, he could only sigh: "That's it, I lost, I have nothing to say. But,
Even if you want to help Liu Yu realize his dream, you must have strength. If you don't have elite cavalry that can help Liu Yu fight, then how can Liu Yu rely on to fight against those high-ranking families?"
Murong Lan said calmly: "With the Beifu army here, hundreds of thousands of troops loyal to the Jin army, and his lofty prestige and selfless character, are you still afraid that no one will follow Liu Yu? He destroyed Yan to give those people
The purpose of revenge for the plundered Han people is not to annex the army to increase their own strength. Brother, don't always look at Liu Yu from the perspective of the jungle on the grassland and the development and growth through war. He won the hearts of the people first and the world later.
"
Murong Chui gritted his teeth: "That's an external fight. If it's an internal fight, if the high-ranking family refuses to cooperate and no longer collect taxes for him, then what will Liu Yu do to maintain his army? Alan, let us Murong clan
The tribe as a whole will be under your name and be loyal to Liu Yu. This will do no harm to you, him, or the tribe."
Murong Lan shook his head: "If you really do this, then Liu Yu did not kill Yan to avenge the captured people who died, but for personal gain. In this way, the high-ranking family members who attacked him will have an excuse. Big Brother
What happens to Liu Yu and I in the future is our business, so you don’t have to worry about it. I will guarantee the lives and basic interests of our people, but if Liu Yu doesn’t want to keep them as a whole, we, the Murong clan, will take over.
No matter, I won’t object to it.”
Murong Chui sighed: "Well, now that I'm like this, I can't give you any more orders, but only requests and suggestions. If you don't want to keep the Murong clan anymore, what else can I say? However, I
What I want to explain to you now is another matter. That is the Tiandao Alliance."
Murong Lan frowned: "This is also the information I want to get from you. I didn't expect Mingyue Flying Gu to be able to attack you. Of course, the guess I just made that she was under Tao Yuanming's instructions is just me.
Conjectures may not be facts.”
Murong Chui gritted his teeth: "Anyway, the reason why we are in this situation today is not only because of my ambition, but also because of the Tiandao Alliance. The curse and power that our Murong family has received for generations should also be related to the Tiandao Alliance. If you really
If we want to help Liu Yu realize his ideals and ambitions, the Tiandao Alliance must be destroyed, and in order for our people to survive in the future, we also need to destroy the Tiandao Alliance."
Murong Lan nodded: "Then what does the Ten Thousand Years of Peace Plan you mentioned have to do with the Tiandao Alliance? You should explain to me clearly what it is by now."
Murong Chui's eyes sparkled and he said to Murong Lan: "My good sister, listen carefully. I will only say these things once, which may break your understanding. However, I promise you, this time I will
What I said is all I know. Believe it or not is up to you."
Murong Lan took a deep breath: "Go ahead, I'm ready."
Murong Chui nodded: "This starts with the origin of our Murong clan. More than a thousand years ago, our Murong clan was a tribe nomadic on the grasslands in the Hezhong area. We were white people of Se race.
The reason we came to Liaodong was because of the guidance of the gods. From then on, the fate of our entire family changed..."
The breeze blows through the cracks in the windows and doors, causing the candlelight in the hall to sway. Together with Murong Chui's deep and magnetic voice, it echoes gently in the hall, and above the sky, a full moon shines.
Spread over the entire earth, everything at night fell into an unspeakable emptiness and loneliness.
A ray of moonlight shines through the dark clouds on the west wall of Miyagi City. At the corner of an inconspicuous section of the city wall, this section of the city wall that should be heavily defended has only two people. Dozens of military flags are planted on a wall more than a hundred paces wide.
The section of the city wall stretched out against the night wind, and the sound of burning torches perfectly concealed the whispers of the two people standing at the top of the city.
Murong Zhen was wearing a general's robe and armor, standing with his sword, while another man dressed as a soldier was standing beside him. Anyone who looked at him would think that this soldier was Murong Zhen's guard. Only when this soldier raised his head
, a dark and thin face and three long beards, a face that was completely different from that of the Xianbei people, revealed his true identity. Could it be Tao Yuanming?
Murong Zhen sighed softly, with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Tao, we lost, we all lost. I failed on the battlefield and lost my son. You didn't kill the black robe, and you even lost your wife."
.Is this what you Han people call, pity each other when we are in the same boat?”
Tao Yuanming's face showed no joy, anger, sorrow or joy. He said calmly: "Your Majesty, this is not the time to lament the dead and old friends. I took the risk to sneak in, and I am not going to hug you and cry. I want to think about what to do next.
That’s what matters.”
Murong Zhen gritted his teeth: "The entire city's military talismans have now been handed over to Murong Lan. The overall situation has been decided. No one thought that Murong Chao, a sick ghost, would actually get up and take charge. Didn't you say that once Gongsun died on the fifth floor, Murong Chao
Will he not be controlled by the black robe?"
Tao Yuanming shook his head: "I didn't expect that when he executed Gongsun Wulou, he actually used Gongsun Wulou's forbidden technique on Murong Chao. The Murong Chao you see now is probably not Murong Chao himself.
It's a puppet that Murong Chui can control."
Murong Zhen took a breath of air, took a step back, and shook his head in disbelief: "How is this possible? Murong Chui is not dead yet?"
Tao Yuanming smiled bitterly and said: "You thought it was Murong Chao you saw today? As soon as I heard your description, I knew that Murong Chui was pretending to be dead, but he was using forbidden magic or soul-transferring methods to control Murong Chao."
Murong Zhen gritted his teeth: "If this is the case, then I will lead troops into the palace now and kill Murong Chui. I will see how he can control souls!"
Tao Yuanming shook his head: "You don't have to do this. Now that the matter has come to this, it might be our chance. Your Majesty, you may still be able to succeed in your counterattack. Once you succeed, we can control the overall situation. It depends on whether you dare to fight to the death."
Got it!"
Murong Zhen said in a deep voice: "Dayan has been defeated and all his sons are dead. What else can I do that I can't fight for? Tell me, Mr. Tao, what do you want me to do?"
A terrifying look flashed across Tao Yuanming's face: "Use the trick, bloody wedding!"
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