Yu Jun

Mo Lingfeng dismounted from his horse and faced King Wei with his hands raised: "I'm going to pay my respects to the prince. Your prince, please come to the stronghold."

The King of Wei did not dismount, but raised his hand slightly to let Mo Lingfeng stand up. When Mo Lingfeng mounted the horse again, he led his soldiers to both sides, and the guards surrounded the King of Wei and moved inwards.

Behind him was Mo Qianlan's carriage.

Hou Fuzhong, Li Qing and King Wei looked at each other and urged their horses forward helplessly.

Stepping onto the suspension bridge was, for the two of them, truly stepping into Mo Qianlan's conspiracy.

This conspiracy, through high-sounding peace talks, quietly gnawed at the already riddled dynasty. The emperors were not aware of the great changes at the border. Even if they wanted to save the country, they were unable to do anything.

It is not that there is no way out. If Ruohou and Li are loyal, they can spend all their wealth together with the state officials to serve the king. If the king fails, they can die calmly. The king of Wei can also die generously, leaving Mo Qianlan with no one to use.

Without the royal seal of the King of Wei and the official seal of the state official, which were written in black and white, how could Jin Lu make peace so easily, and Mo Qianlan's conspiracy would be useless.

But no one, whether it was the King of Wei or the state officials, thought of risking their lives to save their dynasty. It was really funny to think about it.

Huang Yiren followed Hou Fuzhong, a bearded yamen servant. Yinshi had been waiting for orders at the Hou Mansion - dozens of yamen servants were hungry and cold, and unfamiliar with them, so they had no intention of paying attention to him. They still don't know that their companions have been replaced.

His eyes were evasive, only occasionally falling on King Wei, waiting for an opportunity.

A group of people entered the fort in a mighty manner. It was the time when the armies were practicing. Before King Wei could get off his horse, he heard a shout. A cold light flashed in front of his eyes. All the thick long swords shone like waves. .

Amidst the indecipherable shouts, soldiers wearing iron armor stepped neatly, making a heavy "step" sound. The armor moved accordingly, and the sounds intertwined with each other, creating a magnificent momentum.

The sword was as bright as silver, and it faced off against the crow's spear. The crow's spear had a thorn in its head, and it pierced into King Wei's eyes, as if it was going to pull out his soul.

The commander's face was solemn, he said nothing under the morning light, and turned a blind eye to King Wei and others. After seeing Mo Lingfeng, he gathered his sword and saluted Mo Lingfeng.

"See General Mo!"

As they moved forward, overwhelming sounds of worship came one after another. They rehearsed - kowtowed - and rehearsed again, without any clutter.

The archers' arrows are perfect, the crossbows are powerful enough to weigh hundreds of stones, the infantry are brave, and the cavalry are capable. They are by no means comparable to the garrison. Even if the heavily guarded Forbidden Army is here, they are not inferior.

Just when King Wei and others were shocked, a soldier on the city tower waved a big flag with the word "Mo" and shouted loudly, "Shou!"

The fierce fighting soldiers who were still there immediately stopped. The commanders of each army came out from the starting point. They all led the soldiers to gather towards the west gate and set up a defensive formation in an orderly manner.

There is another queue of a hundred people, composed of infantry, cavalry, and crossbowmen, at the front.

The city gate opened with a bang, and a team of a hundred people left the city under the puzzled eyes of King Wei and others. After a while, the soldiers stationed outside Gaoping Village last night returned to the village like a strong wind and rain, stepping on the snow and ice.

The whole process was silent. King Wei and others were shocked by this situation and became even more afraid to act rashly.

It was not until the drill was over and the aura of killing in the army slowly dissipated that Hou Fuzhong couldn't help but ask: "General Mo, have the defenses been deployed outside the stronghold?"

Mo Lingfeng nodded and led them to the outside of the central tent. He dismounted and handed them over: "Your Majesty, it's still early. Please go into the central tent to rest."

Before King Wei could dismount, she walked to Mo Qianlan's carriage, lifted the curtain and stretched her hand inside.

Yin Bei put down the horse stool, and Mo Qianlan held her hand on the carriage, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Very good, brother, you are honored."

Mo Lingfeng raised the corners of his mouth, with a little pride in his eyes.A blazing charcoal fire was lit in the middle tent to drive away the severe cold - although Gaopingzhai was not far from the city, it was much colder.

The Nomad Qing invited the King of Wei to the first seat. The King of Wei was sitting on pins and needles facing the flames, and the tongues of fire licked him. Although it did not reach him, it was frightening.

What came to his mind was a majestic palace engulfed in flames, and the magnificent Kyoto reduced to ruins.

The Mo family is powerful.

How did it become so powerful?
He looked at the Mo brothers and sisters sitting under him, with puzzlement and doubt in his eyes - how could a little girl and a sickly man achieve such a great cause at the feet of the emperor?

He doesn't know the people's hearts - people's hearts are actually something that can be easily swayed.

But the Mo brothers and sisters knew it, so Mo Lingfeng survived a narrow escape to defend the isolated island of Gaopingzhai, and sent the soldiers who died in battle back home to win everything the Tian family had abandoned.

No one said anything in the room. Zhong Tao brought tea. King Wei sat for a moment, drank a cup of tea restlessly, and suddenly got up to go to the official room to relieve himself.

The guards led him to the official room, but he did not let the guards follow him. He went in alone, took off his crane cloak, and put it on the clothes pole. He sighed silently, and suddenly heard a very small voice calling him: "Your Majesty."

He was startled and looked around but saw no one. Thinking that he was too worried, he reached out and kneaded the roots of the mountain. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. The voice sounded very much like Huang Yiren!

He quickly walked around the partition and walked to the back of the toilet. He saw a bearded man standing in front of the toilet.

"you……"

Huang Yiren raised a finger, said "shh" and lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, it's me."

King Wei's eyes gradually brightened. After Qi Chang disappeared, his despairing heart finally regained its vitality.

He clutched Huang Yiren's sleeve tightly, fearing that he would run away: "Quick, let's go quickly!"

Huang Yiren shook his head: "My lord, as you just saw, the fortress is heavily guarded. It's not easy to escape."

"Disguise..." King Wei's voice rose a little, then dropped quickly, "How did you get in, take me out. As long as we can get out of Kuanzhou, the dilemma will be solved!"

Huang Yiren opened his hand: "Your Majesty, I have found out clearly that during today's peace talks, Mo Qianlan was going to hand over the wealth of the ten states. When the peace talks ended, I hid a seven-inch crossbow, waiting for Mo Qianlan Send the message and kill him immediately, and you can take the opportunity to grab the things from his hands!"

King Wei thought hard: "No, how can we escape once Mo Qianlan dies?"

Huang Yiren whispered: "Don't worry, Jin Lu will definitely take this opportunity to kill. When the time comes, there will be chaos, and we will just take advantage of the chaos to escape."

King Wei frowned: "That's inappropriate..."

Before he finished speaking, a guard sounded outside the official room urging him: "Your Majesty, do you want your subordinates to come in and help?"

"No!" King Wei shouted suddenly, and Huang Yiren touched him immediately. He realized that he had lost his temper and quickly calmed down, "The tea here is not good. I feel uncomfortable in my stomach. Please wait a moment."

The guard outside paused for a moment and replied "Yes", but there were footsteps again, closer to the door of the official room, and someone was approaching outside the window.

Huang Yiren's whole body was tense, his back pressed against the wall, and he quietly drew out the sharp knife with one hand, ready to escape at any time.

When King Wei saw this, he was anxious and frightened. He was so panicked and at a loss what to do that he could only stare.