It's no wonder that Mo Xuan is so angry, if he were someone else, he would also be so angry that he would go crazy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the Fangyan Continent, there are not a few mediocre monarchs, and it is rare for them to be bastards like this.

On the city wall, the soldiers defending the city were yellow and thin, and they were supported by their will, gritting their teeth and insisting on defending the place.

Inside the city gates, in the streets and alleys, the people were so hungry that they couldn't move, and many of the old, weak, sick and disabled were dying, but they didn't say a word, and even restrained their stomachs, so as not to affect others and not let this hunger spread.

But what about the palace? It is simply unreasonable to sing and dance and have fun in the royal palace.

The people and soldiers outside are dying of starvation, and the palace is still a wine pond and meat forest, this simplest comparison is really infuriating.

At this moment, Mo Xuan really felt worthless for those sacrificed soldiers, and it was really sad to be born in such a dynasty.

Mo Xuan's eyes were cold, and his anger was monstrous, staring at the palace deadly, watching the people inside keep laughing and laughing, and the anger in his heart gradually turned into killing intent.

Outside the palace, the people can't ask for a grain of rice, and inside the palace, all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas have never been cut off, and they are thrown away at every turn, extravagant and wasteful, and the more they think about it, the more angry they are.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation did not allow it at this moment, Mo Xuan would definitely enter the palace and kill all the monarchs and ministers of the dead country.

Mo Xuan's chest rose and fell violently, and it took a long time to suppress this anger and calm down again.

His gaze continued to patrol, no longer confined to the city, but also around the royal capital.

Mo Xuan was looking for Xue Shihan's traces, and at the same time wanted to see the location of King Feng.

However, King Feng was in the city, and he didn't know where he was, so Mo Xuan couldn't find him at all.

And Xue Shihan, this little girl didn't know where to hide, Mo Xuan looked around, but there was no trace of her.

Mo Xuan wondered for a while, secretly saying that this king has been blocked like this, could it be that Xue Shihan got in?

But if not, where did Xue Shihan go?

Mo Xuan was puzzled, frowned, and suddenly had an idea, and his palm involuntarily put it to his heart.

His eyes flashed, he closed his eyes, and the blood in his body boiled, and the blood of Xue Shihan flowing in his body exuded a warm breath.

Using this blood connection, as well as the heart-to-heart imprint in the underworld, Mo Xuan's soul thoughts radiated!

"Found it!"

Soon, his mind moved, and he found that familiar breath in the vast sea of people!

It turned out that Xue Shihan was dressed in disguise, pretending to be a soldier of Da Yan, and blended into the army, and now she is patrolling.

Xiao Nizi is also a monk after all, and when she is disguised among mortal soldiers, she is also well hidden, and no flaws are exposed.

Mo Xuan couldn't help but smile, thinking about how to get close to Xue Shihan and blend in with the army.

"Knock knock ......"

Just as Mo Xuan was pondering about the disguise, suddenly, in the vast Yan army outside the royal capital, there were loud war drums beating, and the sound shook in all directions.

Mo Xuan's eyes froze, looking at the army of Great Yan!

I saw that the army of the Great Yan Dynasty, which was originally besieged, quickly assembled and changed, and transformed into an offensive.

It seems that they don't plan to continue the siege, but they feel that the fighter plane has arrived, and they want to fight a complete battle.

"Woo ......"

In the sound of war drums, the sound of the vast horn also resounded in the sky, the vanguard army, the heavy armoured army, the cavalry ...... All sorts of troops lined up in formation, and the momentum was menacing.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Great Qian Dynasty, I would like to advise you to open the city gate and surrender!

"If you don't surrender to the death, then don't blame us for being polite, when the time comes, it will be you who will suffer!"

"Anyway, think about it for yourselves!"

……

In the Great Yan army, a burly general in heavy armor shouted loudly!

Seeing this, the defenders on the city wall quickly cheered up and waited solemnly, looking nervously at the army below like a vast ocean.

Soon, the generals defending the city appeared, and the leader was none other than King Feng, who had not been seen for a long time.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

After many years of absence, King Feng was haggard and weak, and he slowly moved forward with the support of others, step by step, trembling, and constantly coughing.

Today's King Feng has no energy, his face is full of wrinkles, his waist is bent, his hair is gray, he is weak, and half of his feet have stepped into the coffin.

It stands to reason that such an old man should enjoy his old age in peace, but King Feng has no chance to do that.

The four words of enjoying his old age are a kind of luxury for him, he has worked hard for Daqian all his life, and now, the country is about to be broken, no one comes forward, and only his old horse stands up and roars hard.

King Feng's former bearing can no longer be seen, his cultivation has been lost, and now he is an old man in his last years.

Don't say that the soldiers of Daqian, even the soldiers of Da Yan, when they saw such a king, a sense of awe rose in their hearts.

King Feng has won their respect, such an old man, who has really done his best, even if he is an enemy, he has to admire and sincerely admire.

It's just that admiration is admiration, this is a battlefield, and there is no room for private feelings, once the fight starts, they will not show mercy.

In the mighty army, Xue Shihan stood in an inconspicuous corner.

She looked up at King Feng on the city wall, and her heart was like a needle prick, and the pain was suffocating.

"Grandpa...... My granddaughter is not filial, and when you needed my company the most, I left you. ”

"My granddaughter is back now, I must do my filial piety, accompany you well, wait for me, grandpa, you must wait for me!"

"Once the city is attacked later, I will take advantage of the situation to enter the city, no matter what happens to the king, I will definitely protect you, grandpa. ”

"Before, my granddaughter was small and ignorant, so I could only hide behind you forever and let you protect me. ”

"Now that my granddaughter has grown up and my grandfather is old, it's time for me to protect you. ”

……

Xue Shihan muttered in her heart, her eyes were red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at King Feng again, otherwise she was afraid that she would cry.

She felt sour in her heart, seeing her majestic grandfather become like this, she really didn't feel good.

At this moment, she really felt that her grandfather was really old, and the grandfather who once spoiled her, loved her, followed her, and loved her was really old.

When she was a child, King Feng was her most solid backer, sheltering her from the wind and rain, and now, it should be her turn to rely on her old grandfather!

At this moment, Xue Shihan, who had always been delicate, suddenly became firm in her eyes, as if she was much stronger.

At the head of the city, the white-haired, hunched King Feng did not realize the existence of his granddaughter.

He opened his cloudy eyes and looked at the vast army below, his old face as resolute as ever!

In the face of the heavily armored general's questioning, King Feng did not speak, but forcibly straightened his waist.

Although people are old, the spirit of the soldier has not been lost!

"Ahem......"

After straightening his waist, King Feng coughed violently, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Whether it is a battle or a surrender, it is not up to me, a bad old man, to decide!"

"What the hell, you can ask these hot-blooded men around me!"

"Sons, you say, is it a battle or a surrender?"

……

King Feng's voice was low, but it spread far and wide, and all the soldiers defending the city heard it.

In this regard, the soldiers had only one answer, which resounded in all directions, spread all over the clouds, and was impassioned!

"Fight!"

……