Chapter 805: The Joy of Muscles and Bones

Dali City

Palace

In front of the main hall is a wide square, the ministers of Nanyan have to pass through here to enter the main hall when they go to court, if in the past, both sides of the aisle have been full of samurai holding halberds, under the guidance of the inner servants, civil and military officials pass through the halberd passage to the court.

Today, however, the square looks unusually empty.

I couldn't see the sturdy and burly guards of the forbidden palace, nor the eunuchs and palace maids who were hurrying and busy, only an old monk in a gray cloth monk's robe sat cross-legged in the middle of the square, closing his eyes and recuperating. Under him sat a ball of grass with no robe, no wooden fish in front of him, and no Buddhist beads in his hands.

He was the only one in the square, but the square was heavily guarded.

The Eight Hundred Slaughter Divine Guards had already been arranged around according to the plan, ready to be deployed at any time. All Ouchi guards were gathered around the main hall, ready to protect the emperor at any time.

And the emperor asked people to move a chair and sit at the door of the main hall, looking at the old monk, waiting for the person who was coming. To be honest, even now, Murong Yan didn't understand what the purpose of Fang Jie's answer to the decisive battle between the palace and the great monk who misled him was, he thought about it for two days, and the answer he came up with was not very certain. He thought that either Fang Xie wanted to defeat the number one master of Dali City in Nanyan's palace and severely demoralize the morale of Nanyan's army and people. Either Fang Xie planned to take the opportunity to enter the palace and kill himself, after all, as long as he died, Nanyan would exist in name only.

Beside him stood a young man in his twenties, with a rather delicate eyebrow. The bright yellow clothes on his body showed his identity, it was Murong Changlan, the crown prince of Nanyan.

Different from the solemnity on Murong Shame's face, this prince, who has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, only has recklessness and disdain on his face.

"Father's ......"

Murong Changlan looked at the great monk who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the square, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it a bit hasty to entrust state affairs to a martial artist?" Erchen thought that it was best to drive the enemy away from each other in the army, defeat the enemy with military prestige and integrity, and raise the majesty of our Great Yan Kingdom. These unpopular Jianghu guests, even if they have a strong cultivation, they will not be able to get on the stage after all. Erchen felt ...... It's not that Jianghu can't serve the country, but they can't attach so much importance to it. ”

Murong Yan knew his son very well, and he knew that Murong Changlan had all the conditions that a wise monarch should have, and perhaps the only drawback was that he was too confident, so confident that he didn't know himself. He looked down on Jianghu Ke, but Murong Yan would never tell him that Murong Yan himself was born as a Jianghu guest. This so-called worthy of the throne is nothing more than a dark and bloody joke.

"Lan'er, I know your thoughts."

Murong Yan withdrew his gaze from the great monk who misled him, glanced at his son, and said gently: "You have studied the art of war since you were a child, you are erudite and talented, and you have also participated in military exercises and competitions anonymously, and have repeatedly won the first place, I know that if you are really given a powerful army, you will definitely be able to sweep the world." ”

Hearing this, Murong Changlan's face showed a hint of pride.

"But, Lan'er...... I don't have such an army to hand over to you. ”

Murong Yan sighed slightly: "Since the establishment of the Great Yan Kingdom, you have not experienced a war, although you are bent on expanding your territory, but I have not given you this opportunity, do you know why?" ”

"And the minister doesn't know"

"Because whether you admit it or not, the national strength of the Great Yan Kingdom is still too weak."

Murong said in shame: "I have always endured humiliation and burdens, and I have been a vassal to the Sui State, why don't I want to survive under the oppression of the enemy, and then develop and strengthen myself, waiting for the day when all the enemies will be trampled under my feet and raise my eyebrows?" But the Great Yan Kingdom is not what you seem on the surface, the four cities in the north have been broken by the enemy one after another, precisely because the courtiers and people of Great Yan are not united. They see their own interests, not the interests of the Great Yan Kingdom. ”

"So, I want you to remember one thing."

Although Murong Changlan didn't care about Murong Yan's words, he still bowed his head and said, "The son listens to his father's teachings. ”

Murong Yan looked at him and said solemnly: "If the Great Yan Kingdom can survive this catastrophe, the first thing you will do after inheriting the throne in the future is not to expand the territory, but to stabilize the dynasty." Dayan's enemies at home are far more terrifying than those outside...... As long as no one dares to question your throne, only if you hold a country that is absolutely unified and obedient, can you step out steadily. ”

"Father"

Murong Changlan said: "But Erchen thinks that opening up the territory and expanding the territory is not a way to unite the country? Now some people in Dayan do put the interests of their respective families first, but as long as they value interests, it is not that there is no way to make them obey, this method, Erchen thinks it is a war with foreign countries. If the people of each family can get enough benefits from the war, they will gradually go from obedience to obedience to the court. ”

Murong Yan was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Lan'er, you can see a certain depth when you see things, but you can bypass things on the surface. ”

"What my father taught was...... But Father, if he can't destroy those families, he can only find a way to divert their attention from dividing the interests of the Great Yan Kingdom, right? ”

Murong Yan was just about to say something, when he saw someone outside running over in a hurry, shouting as he ran: "Your Majesty! Big things are not good! ”

The great monk who was sitting cross-legged in the square opened his eyes when he heard this urgent cry, as if he had thought of something, but he did not react, closed his eyes again, and turned a blind eye to the man who was running wildly. The person who came over to report the news glanced at him, then passed by, rushed straight to Murong Yan, and hurriedly said something.

Murong Shame's face changed suddenly, and his teeth clicked.

Zhu Zhijian...... You've made me underestimate! ”

The man who reported the message gasped and said: "The commander of the Black Flag Army, Fang Jie, only came to the city gate with two people, and asked to open the city gate to enter the city, the general who was guarding the city did not dare to open the door, but the prime minister said that there were only three people on the other side, and if the door was not opened, the enemy would look down on us, plus there was a black national division in charge, so the city gate was opened...... But who would have thought that Fang Xie didn't want to come to the palace at all, his goal was to open Dali City! ”

Murong Yan's body shook involuntarily, and the anger in his eyes burned like fire.

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Shing mun

Rivers of blood

Xie Fuyao stood on the outside of the city gate cave, standing there alone, but everyone couldn't get close by half a step. When the defenders of the city found that the three people had no intention of going forward after entering the city gate hole, they realized that the three people were not going to the palace to fight the great monk who misled them, or they were here to snatch the city gate. But who would have thought that only three people on the other side would dare to do this?

Unless someone is crazy, who would have thought of such a solution? No matter how limited the forces in Dali City are, it is not something that three people can resist. Even if they are great cultivators, they will eventually get tired, and in the face of endless rebellions, how long can the three of them persevere? Killing people until they are exhausted, in fact, it doesn't take long at all.

The side of the city gate was standing there, fighting with the Black Master of the Kingdom, the power of those two people when they fought could not allow others to get close at all, even if there were people with good cultivation who wanted to avoid the two of them and rush into the door hole to reclose the city gate, but the fat Taoist who looked harmless to people and animals sitting in the door hole became a big mountain blocking the way, and whoever wanted to cross him had to pay the price of blood.

At this time, the defenders began to think of other ways, and someone proposed to use hanging baskets to lower the master from the city walls, and then rush into the city gates from the outside.

So, they were confronted by a young man with a sword on his back.

The other party is obviously calculated, the young man with the sword on his back is guarding outside, Fang Xie is inside, and the fat Daoist is in the middle to deal with the two of them, as long as they can hold on for half an hour, the cavalry of the Black Flag Army can kill them. But this was only a theoretical matter, because it was impossible for the Nanyan people to watch the Black Flag Army cavalry come in. In this half an hour, the cavalry of the Black Flag Army was rushing to this side, and the defenders of Nanyan also began to move on a large scale, going out from other city gates to the north gate.

If the Southern Yan army stopped the cavalry of the Black Flag Army, then it would not be as simple as Fang Jie's three of them holding out for half an hour. At that time, the three of them would have to face tens of thousands of Nanyan soldiers and cultivators in the entire Dali City.

This method is indeed something that only a madman can come up with. Once the Black Flag cavalry is stopped, the three of them will lose their support, and they will either fight their best to fight their way out of the encirclement and go back, or they will die in battle due to exhaustion. It is not without an example in history of an army that desperately kills a great cultivator with human life, and it is precisely this specific time that can appear.

Because the prerequisite for the army to fight the great cultivators to the death is that the great cultivators do not retreat but fight to the death.

"Liangyi Sword"

Xie Fuyao gently spat out three words from his mouth, and the killing began. Those practitioners who came down from the walls and tried to storm the gates from the outside began to fall one after another after these three words were uttered. At this moment, they finally understood what it meant to be a sword and a dragon.

There were more and more corpses outside the door, and a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Xie Fuyao's forehead. He took the time to glance back at Fang Jie's side, and found that although Fang Xie was only facing one person, the pressure was far greater than that of his side. The guy in the big red robe seemed to be very difficult to entangle.

Chess opponents!

It's not that Fang Xie hasn't met someone who is similar to his physique, and Luo Yao is one of them. But when Fang Xie and Luo Yao fought a decisive battle, Luo Yao's powerful body had been injured by Yang Jian, and Luo Yao at that time relied on extremely strong cultivation, not his physical body to fight hard with Fang Jie.

But this person called the Black Master of the National Teacher, actually fought hard with Fang Xie in terms of physique without a trace of difficulty!

This had to surprise Fang Jie.

Rumble!

The fists of the two people collided together again, and under the huge strength, both of them were forced to take a few steps back by the strength of the other party, this kind of pure muscle wrestling made people shudder, and its power was even more direct and shocking than the competition of internal strength! Battles between great cultivators are often done at a certain distance. As for Fang Xie and the Black Master of the Kingdom, they used a more direct way.

Melee!

It was the first time Fang Xie had encountered a person with such a sharp melee combat.

From the very beginning, the two men invariably abandoned long-range attacks, choosing instead to get close to their opponents and engage in close quarters. Fang Xie has always had such self-confidence, who would have thought that the Black Master also had such self-confidence?

After this punch, the clothes on the arms of the two people had been shattered by each other, and the exposed arms were bulging like dragons.

"Surprised?"

The Black Master smiled hideously: "Do you think that no one can fight you in close quarters?" Today I'm going to show you that what comes from nature is not necessarily stronger than what comes after tomorrow! ”

With a little more under his feet, he stepped out a large crater on the paved road of blue bricks, and his body rushed towards Fang Xie like a cannonball. And Fang Xie didn't retreat at all, and went straight to the past!

But at this moment, Fang Xie had to think.

Why

This Black Master has such a strong physique? And he said that he was not born but acquired? What happened to this person that made him change so much?

Boom!

The fists slammed into each other again, and the bones of both men made an excited sound, which was a kind of joy of meeting opponents in chess, and the two men fought faster and harder.