The sun is in the sky, and the stars are hidden.

Meng Yining and Le Yi set off for Yanrong in the early morning, and the starry night was both a starry night, and fast horses were popular.

The girl wore a fiery red dress, like a flaming red fox, shuttling between the mountains and rivers. Between heaven and earth, the horse's hooves echo, the summer breeze rolls back, the young man is enthusiastic, and his eyes are gentle.

The news of the assassination of Tun Xuehua came from within Yan Rong, Yan Rong was in a scuffle, the king of Yan Rong was closed, and the ministers above the temple fled to other countries overnight, it seemed that Yan Rong's affairs had nothing to do with him.

Yan Rong was chaotic like a pot of porridge, with rice and rats in it, stewed together in a mess. King Yanrong was much more decadent overnight, and Meng Yining's words stimulated his mind, and the country of Yanrong was about to turn into dust in his hands.

He is not reconciled, how can a country of more than 200 years be bullied because of a war. He also had the dream of entering the Central Plains and annexing Great Xia, how could he accept defeat overnight.

King Yanrong redeployed 80,000 troops and recruited new troops from all over the country, but who wants to fight? The bodies of the dead tiger and leopard battalion were kept outside the city gates, some of which have not yet been claimed.

Who wants to go to war? If you don't want to fight, you can only run to the mountains and wilderness, and you can only leave Yanrong. Besides, for the sake of this war, Yan Rong has no men of appropriate age to recruit.

Since the development of Yanrong, it is no longer like the grassland tribes who can fight well because of their nomadic habits. They are half farming and half herding, but they have lost the most basic abilities and have not learned the essence of Central Plains culture. Day and night, in the light of their sun god, they thought they were still invincible. The well-trained army of the past is long gone, and if the Yanrong Lady who founded the country two hundred years ago saw this appearance, she would definitely be heartbroken.

Once this female monarch ordered reforms, built cities, and introduced the legal system of the Central Plains, but she died of illness and gave up halfway. In this way, Yan Rong circled among the countries as a big country, and its development and growth benefited from the fact that the pastures were rich, the sun was abundant, and the neighboring countries were either small countries, or they would not invade other countries, and the trade-oriented Great Xia. As for Beiyang, Yan Rong fought with it, but there was no major war.

Immersed in faith, I suddenly found that the sky outside had changed round after round.

The poisons they developed in the past, the intrigues behind them, were vulnerable in front of the big wave, and they were embroidered with fists. was originally complacent, but he had to face the situation that the countries wanted to be divided, and the ministers also had to be divided.

King Yan Rong didn't know how many tens of thousands of troops he was going to face. Yan Rong's entire country was in a semi-paralyzed state, and there was no news of coming and going, so King Yan Rong dragged the new national teacher who was about to escape to his palace and lived by divination every day.

Dressed in a wide black robe and muttering words that ordinary people couldn't understand, he jumped barefoot on the coal-paved stone pavement, peacock feathers fluttering in his hands, and his face was scarlet with animal blood.

King Yanrong forced him to communicate with the gods and retreat thousands of miles from the enemy. Or ask him about the movements of the nations and the thoughts of the princes. Where can he answer, the position of the national teacher is only valuable in the prosperous era, stabilizing the people's hearts, and the balloon is healthy.

But now he is obviously just following in the footsteps of Gao Liza, and he has no skills, so he can only tell Yan Rong King that the sun god will make the nations have no harvest this year, and they dare not come to attack. King Yan Rong heard the words of the national teacher, and then returned to the house and closed the door.

80,000 soldiers and horses to guard the frontier is obviously not enough.

However, the forces of the Zhongshu Kingdom on the southwest side of Yanrong are weak, and they dare not rush forward easily, and Daxia is cleaning up the mess in the country, and it does not have the strength to rush to Yanrong. Beiyang, only Beiyang, they are the ones who reinforce Daxia, and they are the ones who flood Yanrong. King Yanrong pounced all 40,000 troops at the junction of Yanyang.

Meng Yining went back and forth and found that Yan Rong had changed greatly.

The common people lived a self-sufficient life, but the sacrificial activities were not as lively as before, the officers and soldiers on the streets grabbed men of appropriate age to join the army, and there were only the elderly, women and children on the streets.

It is said that some young boys of twelve or thirteen years old were taken away, and as long as one officer and soldier had recruited ten soldiers, they would be rewarded with a tael of gold. Meng Yining's white sheepskin boots stepped on the yellow earth, the bustling appearance was gone, and the water in Baiyue City flooded everywhere, and the people were displaced.

There were not many assassins in Yanrong, and the herald went down for seven days without finding any trace of Salib. Meng Yining supported his forehead with his hand alone and sighed three times in a row.

"What to do...... What to do...... What to do......"

Le Yi sat aside, "We just arrived in Yanrong, don't be so hard, think of a way tomorrow." ”

"If you think of a way, I won't be able to figure it out tomorrow! What to do, what to do! Where the hell is Salib, I can't pray to heaven that I'm going to meet him in the next second! Or do I let him out of the horse he gave me and let it find it on its own! What can I do, seeing that the days are about to pass......"

"You take a break, what's the hurry? I'm going to figure it out tomorrow morning. Le Yi said firmly, "Come, drink the mutton soup that has just been served and go to sleep obediently." ”

"Okay, so if you can't figure it out, see how I clean it up?"

"How do you clean it up and let your sister break my leg?" The way Le Yi squinted his eyes always made Meng Yining's heart tickle. A deep voice sprayed on the girl's ear little by little, and Meng Yining stopped Le Yi's approaching face, "Go to sleep!" ”

After she finished speaking, she froze for a moment, and suddenly closed her eyes like a small animal and fell down, and her head happened to be planted in Le Yi's hand.

He picked him up, gently put him on the bed, covered the quilt, extinguished the candlelight, and leaned back on the couch alone, the moonlight outside the window shone in, and the news delivered by the assassin was flipped in his hand.

"Aya, the leader of the Yanrong Qige tribe, was poisoned and died."

"Shan Zeng, the leader of the Yanrong Jiayang tribe, was assassinated, but the assassins were not caught, and a city-wide search has been launched."

"Gongpo, the leader of Yanrong Rinzeng City, and Deji, a nobleman in Rinzeng City, were attacked by dozens of elite soldiers when he participated in the sacrifice ceremony in the city the day before yesterday and died under the altar."

There are three or four more similar messages.

Le Yi unfolded the map of Yan Rong, marked each location in the map one by one, and held a list of Yan Rong's important ministers in his hand, and his eyes lit up after checking. He found Salib's whereabouts from the clues. Yan Rong's internal fighting, although it will involve the leader and the nobles, should be a large-scale armed fight, so only assassinating the most important person seems to be done by one person.

He looked at Meng Yining, who was already asleep, and laughed.