The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 739 The Grand Finale (16)
Mu Zhaoming played with a chess piece in his hand and said, "There is a saying in the art of war that the whole country comes first, followed by breaking the country."

Mu Zhaoyang said confidently: "I understand this, but brother, you have also seen the attitude of those defenders. They will never surrender easily. This battle is inevitable."

Putting down the chess pieces in his hand, Mu Zhaoming said flatly: "So we have to wait until the city gate opens automatically, or we can break through without attacking."

At this time, Murong Tongtian's prohibition order is simply digging his own grave, human nature is selfish, and the people in the city will only resent him even more in order to survive.

However, the announcements made by the two imperial dynasties were full of humanity. In order not to hurt the innocent, just this simple announcement can win the favor of the people in Cangdu, and even wipe out Xiao Jintian's previous massacre, because of other people's Life and death have nothing to do with them.

"In a few days, the people in the city will open the city gate for us, so why bother mobilizing people." Mu Zhaoming gave Bo Qing a sip of water, then looked at his younger brother, and said with a faint smile, "If you have time, spend more time with him." Isn't your Xiao Shuang'er better, don't keep running to me."

Mu Zhaoyang immediately looked at Bo Qing in surprise, Bo Qing shrugged his shoulders, and said silently: "I didn't say anything, he knew it himself."

Turning his gaze to Mu Zhaoming, Mu Zhaoming's lips curled up slightly and he said: "You are my only younger brother, I can really ignore you and throw you to the military camp, just because I want to get rid of your bad habits. Now it seems that my original decision was correct, you are a man."

"Big brother..."

"Don't say you are grateful. If you are grateful, don't stay here to block your eyes." Mu Zhaoming said coldly.

The corner of the flirtatious mouth twitched, this man is really straightforward, but she also doesn't like to be disturbed, she likes two people to stay together quietly, ignoring the mundane things outside.

Mu Zhaoyang rubbed his nose, exited outside wisely, and hurried to find Xiao Shuang'er.

At this time, in the Sky Palace, Murong Tongtian's hair turned into silver overnight, and his face also aged more than ten years. He looked like an old man, not like a generation of emperors at all, without any majesty at all. .

Seeing such a haggard monarch, the courtiers couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. How could His Majesty welcome the final emperor's battle like this, but if it was them, they would definitely do the same, after all, there were three emperors on the other side.

No matter which emperor it is, martial arts are superior to His Majesty's. The result of the battle of emperors was already expected.

However, the battle of emperors, regardless of success or failure, is something that a real emperor should face, and it is an honor that emperors must defend with their lives.

Even the death of the war proves that he is a generation of emperor, so His Majesty should not be so passive, but should actively prepare for the war and surrender without fighting. .

Emperors cannot be feared, cannot retreat, cannot be defeated, cannot be destroyed, cannot fall... This is their image in the minds of the people, Your Majesty cannot...

At this moment, Murong Tongtian spoke, and he said calmly: "I haven't seen the crown prince for a while, what's going on, you can know the situation."

Didn't he say that he wanted to capture the fickleness alive?Why has there been no text, and even people are missing.

None of His Highness came out to answer. They were busy with the things ahead, and it was too late to prepare themselves for the future. How could they have time to care about what His Highness the Crown Prince was doing.

What did His Majesty mean when he asked at this time? Could it be that he wanted the prince to escape so as to leave blood for the Murong clan.

The monarchs and ministers have their own thoughts, and the court meeting is meaningless. They can either fight or surrender. The sky emperor has no way out.

Even if it is too late to ask for help from the emperors and celestial dynasties other than Yuntian Continent, but they have been hanging like this, maybe they are patient, but the common people in the city have lost their patience.

Outside Cangdu City, in Fan Fengliu's tent in the middle, Fan Fengliu looked at his daughter's weak appearance and said, "Qing'er, did you see clearly who attacked you that day."

Boqing lightly recalled the situation that day, and said silently: "Although I didn't see that person's face, Murong Sheng's last words before his death gave me a hint. If there are no accidents, it should be him."

After Mu Zhaoming repeated the words of Boqing, he suddenly imitated Murong Sheng's tone that day, and said the last sentence Murong Sheng left behind: "Boqing, you have to pay a price for killing someone's son. Is this the sentence?" She squeezed her tender little face, and said with a half-smile, "Who did you kill in that valley again?"

Boqing knew that he couldn't hide it, so he said quietly: "It's Ming Mingran, I think the person who plotted against us is Ming Mingran's father—Ming Fang, the medicine in Princess Zhen's hand was given by Ming Fang to Ming Mingran. Toffee. Qing Yang, he is the one who killed our child."

Thinking of the child, Bo Qing couldn't help crying softly.

"What's going on here?" Bo Yan couldn't understand what Bo Qing was saying, but he couldn't help asking in shock when he saw his daughter's heartbroken look.

Bo Qing wanted to hide this matter all the time, but when she thought of her unborn child, she was too sad and excited, and accidentally slipped her mouth, but she didn't expect Mu Zhaoming to repeat it verbatim.

Faced with Bo Yan's questioning, Mu Zhaoming had no choice but to tell the whole story.

boom!
Fan Fengliu punched the table and said fiercely, "Damn it." Then he stared at Mu Zhaoming and said, "If I'm not wrong, he was also the one who betrayed your mother back then."

Mu Zhaoming's eyelids darkened, and he said coldly, "That's right, it's him."

Murong Tongtian is certainly hateful, but the traitors and scum of Mingfang's family are worse than him, ten times, a hundred times more hateful.

Feeling the violent fluctuations in Mu Zhaoming's mood, Bao Qing held his hand lightly, and comforted him silently, "Qing Yang, he can't escape." Without the protection of the Heavenly Emperor, Ming Fang is a lost dog and wants to deal with him too easy.

Not long after, due to the close siege of the two imperial dynasties, coupled with Nangong Xintian's previous arrangements, the supplies in the city began to be in short supply, and it was a rapid shortage.

Because some ministers and merchants in Cangdu seemed to have expected this day, and ordered people to hoard a large amount of shopping supplies before there was a shortage, so that even if they had money, they could not buy food.

In order to ensure the supply of the army, the imperial court had to forcibly requisition food from the common people and merchants. As a result, the lives of ordinary people in the city were threatened, and chaos soon ensued, with looting happening again and again.

Gradually, even the supply of food and grass for the army guarding the city became insufficient. The soldiers were basically in a state of half-starvation, and gradually lost their fighting mentality, and the morale of the army plummeted.

(End of this chapter)