As soon as the city gate opened, Yang Ding took his sword and rode out of the horse, and before he could take a few steps, he only heard the neighing of the war horse, the front hooves both fell, and his body suddenly leaned forward unbalanced, and he was heavily planted in the soil pit, raising sand and dust half a foot high.

Yang Ding also fell into the horse pit at once, only listening to the neighing of the people behind him, and the soldiers who rushed out fell off their horses one after another and fell into the pit.

Murong Chong clapped his hands gently, as if he was dusting off ashes, and as if he was applauding, he unhurriedly led the Yan army to surround him from all directions.

"Yang Ding, defeated by me, are you convinced?"

Murong Yong's plan is too good, although Yang Ding is brave, his horse is not as good as a person.

This trap finally trapped this Qin Guoxiao general!

Yang Ding snorted coldly, looked at Murong Chong with disdain, and said coldly, "Husband, if you die in a hundred battles, what is the contemptible!" ”

"Give him a good time!" Murong Chong waved his hand and said lightly.

If you can't recruit a strong enemy, you must cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

****

Fu Jian had the intention of abandoning the city, but now when he heard that the general Yang Ding was dead, he panicked on the spot, and hurriedly asked Dou Chong to lead thousands of elite horsemen to escort him and Wang Jia to Wujiang Mountain.

Besides, Fu Jian's crown prince Fu Hong, when he saw that his father was gone, he knew that Chang'an City would soon be broken, and it was not interesting for him to wait for death here, so he hurriedly led the remaining thousands of cavalry, with his mother, wife and children and clan, and ran westward.

And the civil and military officials of the Qin State, as soon as they saw that the emperor and the crown prince were gone, they also hurriedly packed their bags and fled in all directions.

When Murong Chong led the army of Yan into Chang'an City, he basically did not encounter any resistance, and the fortified city that had been attacked for almost a year was now just an empty city full of ruins.

Murong Chong sat high on Fu Jian's dragon chair, the blood stains on the dragon's head had not yet dried, soaked in his palm, and he instantly had a feeling of holding the power of life and death in the world.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Dayan!"

Ambition is all over the world, thousands of miles to look at the wind and dust.

He condescendingly looked at the worship of the civil and military officials, and the ambition of recovering Yan was truly completed today!

He can finally sue his ancestors, come to the Quartet, and become the great cause of the emperor!

Song Ling hugged Murong Yao and sat next to him, looking at the scenery of his hegemony, thinking about the road he had traveled in the past ten years, he was suddenly happy and bitter.

He turned to look at her and the child, his arrogant eyes were instantly overflowing with tenderness, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

****

The morning light is thin gold, the sky is blue, the sky is as blue as the calm sea, and it seems that at the end of the sky, you can faintly see the coastline connected by heaven and earth. The clouds are white like spring flowers and snow, and the posture is thousands, or meandering into a Bodhi shape, or secluded like the top of Shu Mountain, or low as a hundred flowers by the stream, as if gently stretching out your hand, you can put the flowers in your hand, and smile.

"Ah Ling, the war is chaotic, and this sword has never had a chance to be handed over to you." Murong Chong took out the sword, although the scabbard was worn, the blade was as sharp as it was back then.

Green Frost Sword!

As soon as Song Ling saw this sword, there were suddenly too many emotions in her heart for a while, this was a token that Murong Ling gave her before attacking Dragon City, she had held this sword to fight against the Qin soldiers, and then was trapped by Murong Hong and lost her sword in Guanzhong.

Unexpectedly, the Phoenix Emperor found this sword and has been preserved to this day.

His affection for her, from sixteen years ago to now, has been deep.

This sword carries too many memories of her and Murong Ling, and also carries too much sadness for her.

"Now I don't need it anymore, but there is one person who will be happy to receive this gift."

She looked at him, her eyes shining like jade, soaked in affection, and smiling lightly.

More than ten years of life and death together, and another life in vain.

"Sheng'er, I know you're not here, go to Kanto, find your grandfather and father, that's the world that belongs to you." She summoned Murong Sheng, held the young man's tall shoulder, and patted him gently.

"Sister Ling!" Murong Sheng was taken aback, but what Song Ling said spoke to his heart.

During the year of attacking Chang'an, although he had been under Murong Chong's tent, he was also reused and treated with courtesy, but the Houyan established by his grandfather and father was, after all, a hostile regime with Murong Chong's Xiyan. Each of them wants to become the orthodox empire of Great Yan, and sooner or later the two sides will go to war for the unification of Great Yan, and if he stays longer, I am afraid that it will be difficult to leave at that time.

"Take your uncle's sword, and his unfulfilled wishes." She solemnly handed the Qingshuang Sword into Murong Sheng's hands.

Sheng'er, you Shen Min is strategic, brave and resolute, and has his style, you will definitely protect our Dayan like him!

"Sheng'er goodbye!" Murong Sheng took a deep breath, looked at Song Ling reluctantly, and then bowed solemnly.

The young man got on the horse and wanted to leave, but he couldn't help but turn around and shouted at Song Ling, "Sister Ling, if you are in danger in the future, remember to come to Kanto to find me!" ”

"Good!" Song Ling waved his hand at him and replied in a loud voice.

Let's hope not that day.

Sheng'er, may you go, like a peng spreading its wings, the sky is high and the earth is wide, let you achieve a career!

****

"Ah Ling, who do you see coming?" Song Ling was playing with Yao'er, and when he heard Murong Chong's call, he immediately looked up.

I saw that the woman's hair was lightly curled, the beaded hosta was different from the hair, and she was wearing a water blue cloud brocade skirt, smiling at her from afar, and her familiar delicate face was particularly kind to her.

"Yang Xue!" Song Ling was very excited, since the farewell in Guanzhong, she asked Murong Chong to look for news about her, and finally saw her today!

"It's fine if you're okay!" She put Yao'er on the bed, ran over, and held Yang Xue's hand tightly, for fear that she was dreaming.

"I'm fine, seeing that you have all the children, the happiness in those eyes is going to overflow." Yang Xue was genuinely happy for her.

"Look at your mother, I don't care about you when something happens, it's still my father." Murong Chong teased Yao'er and gently hugged him out.

He knew that the two sisters, who hadn't seen each other for many years, needed some opportunities to talk alone.

"By the way, where have you been in the past two or three years? Can't find your news? ”

"I ...... I am now Han Yan's side room, and he took me in. At the mention of Han Yan, Yang Xue suddenly had a difficult face.

"Is he good to you?" Song Ling looked at Yang Xue's thin face, his eyes tightened, and he asked distressedly.

Yang Xue smiled relievedly, hiding all the bitterness of life, "It's not good or bad, anyway, don't worry about me." ”

"Song Ling, when I entered the palace this time, I actually have something important to tell you!" Yang Xue diverted the topic and suddenly said with a serious expression.

"What's wrong? What's up? Song Ling was taken aback.

"You have to advise Your Majesty to be careful of Han Yan and Duan Sui, they often discuss matters secretly, I can occasionally listen to a few words, I'm afraid they don't really surrender to Your Majesty." Yang Xue lowered her voice and said.

"They also accompanied the Fenghuang all the way to fight the world, why are they comfortable, but their minds have changed."

Song Ling frowned suddenly, just thinking about Duan Sui and the word loyalty, on him, it was extremely ridiculous, it was impossible for him to guard the world for Murong Chong wholeheartedly! I'm afraid that these two people have been in trouble for a long time, but they have heavy troops in their hands and have a very high prestige in the army, if there is any change, I am afraid it will be difficult to control!

"Power can easily corrupt a man's heart."

"You deliver news for me like this, if you let Han Yan know, I'm afraid you will be offended, be careful, I'm worried about you!" Song Ling held Yang Xue's hand tightly, how much gratitude, how much friendship, all of them became more and more firm over the years.

Yang Xue nodded, signaling her to rest assured.

Song Ling, there is very little I can do for you, and you have done so much for me.

****

Song Ling hurriedly told Murong Chong the news revealed by Yang Xue.

Murong Chong sighed deeply, "I knew that the two of them had bad intentions, but now they have heavy troops in their hands, and they are all soldiers who follow them all the way, so it is difficult to shake them easily!" ”

Although Han Yan and Duan Sui are talented, they have always had different aspirations, and if they don't control it well, they will become the closest life-killing sword to him.

"After we get married, I will think of a way to remove their military power." Murong Chong took all the hidden worries in his heart, leaving only a comfortable smile for Song Ling.

"Okay, then I'll be relieved."

"Ah Ling, don't think about anything now, our marriage is the biggest thing in the world." Murong Chong hugged her into his arms, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Good!" She snuggled greedily into his arms, and the purple jade was warm in her palm.

Hundreds of miles of mountains, the long river is turbulent, willing to join hands with you to end the age!

****

Soon after Fu Jian fled to Wujiang Mountain, he was captured by his former subordinate Yao Chang. Yao Chang forced Fu Jian to ask about the whereabouts of the jade seal, and was scolded by Fu Jian with disgust, "Xiaoqiang dares to force the Son of Heaven, the order of Wuhu, there is no name for Ruqiang." ”

"The seal has been sent to Jin, and it can't be obtained!"

As soon as Yao Chang heard that the jade seal had been sent to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, he was immediately furious and killed Fu Jian, the king of Qin, with one sword.

Wang Jia, a famous scholar in Longxi, was accepted by Yao Chang for his own use.

Rouren's invitation to fame, Fu Jian's kindness to his subordinates, all became the talisman of his generation of emperors!

Besides, Fu Hong, the crown prince of Qin, fled to Xia Zhi with his family, and wanted to defect to his brother-in-law Yang Bi, the assassin of Southern Qinzhou, but Yang Bi was afraid of Murong Chong and did not dare to accept them. Yang Bi's wife, Fu Hong's eldest sister, and Princess Shunyang found out, she scolded her husband for not having the courage to have backbone, and immediately packed her bags and fled to the Eastern Jin Dynasty with her younger brother Fu Hong. Fu Hong was later placed in Jiangzhou by Emperor Sima Yao of Jin Xiaowu and became Huan Wen's youngest son and Huan Xuan's subordinate.

On the Yan side, Gao Gai has been unwilling to fight since he lost his daughter, and took advantage of the opportunity of Murong Chong to let him attack Yao Xiang, and surrendered Yao Chang with his son.

Murong Chui led Murong Kai and other young talents to establish Houyan in Kanto, ascended the throne and became emperor, named Murong Bao as the crown prince, and posthumously named Murong Ling as the prince of Xianzhuang, and has been at war with the Later Qin established by Fu Jian's eldest son Fu Pi.

****

I thought my story would end here, as everyone had hoped, happy!

He succeeded in his hegemony, and I was crowned with a phoenix, a family of three, enjoying the peace of the world.

But reality often strikes you with his most cruel side, who is weak in front of fate, and who is just a mayfly in the long river of history.

****

On the day of the wedding

According to the rules of Dayan, the newly canonized prince has to go to the imperial temple to receive the blessings of the monks, and in these dozens of days, it has become a space for the two of them.

Song Ling sat on the imperial couch, covered with a red hijab embroidered with gold wire, listening to the footsteps approaching outside the door, she couldn't help but rub her hands nervously, and even her breathing was irregular.

Murong Chong's steps were very urgent, and after the banquet, he hurried to the dormitory, and he couldn't wait to see her.

"Ah Ling." He beckoned softly, and was extremely gentle.

"Phoenix Emperor." She bowed her head shyly, two crimson clouds rippled on her cheeks, and she shouted affectionately, "Husband." ”

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

****

There was no wind tonight, the waning moon was scarlet, and the air was inexplicably filled with the smell of slaughter and blood, as if there were sharp arrows quenched with poison pointing straight in the direction of the palace.

"Are you sure you want to start tonight?" Han Yan rubbed his sword vigorously and suddenly asked solemnly again.

The shiny blade of the sword reflected the man's resolute face, and the killing intent in his eyes had replaced all answers.

"I know Murong Chong, he and Song Ling got married tonight, and he must have no other intentions."

"Today is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" The pair of falcon-like brown eyes were bloodthirsty and sharp at this time, and the cold voice carried the determination of the will.

Murong Chong, those who want to win the world must have no worries.

You have a weakness, but I don't!

At this time, I only heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Who!"

Duan Sui opened the door suddenly, and before Yang Xue could escape, he grabbed him in.

"Han Yan, she wants to spoil your big thing, this kind of woman who betrayed you, what's the use of keeping it!"

Han Yan's eyes were fierce, and he immediately drew his sword and stabbed at Chaoyang Xue.

Beauty can be obtained again, and the country cannot be missed!

****

Suddenly, there was a hurried knock on the door outside the dormitory, only to hear Feiying shouting, "Your Majesty, something is wrong!" Duan Sui and Han Yan led the army into the palace! ”

Murong Chong was shocked, he opened the door of the dormitory, only to see the firelight illuminating the entire palace, the sword light and sword shadow pierced him so that he couldn't open his eyes, and the strong smell of blood kept coming from the air, stimulating his nerves. The armoured army rushed into the palace one after another, and the soldiers who had once been under his command were now thinking of taking him down with butcher knives in hand.

Pathetic, pathetic!

He didn't see the end of the ranks, there were at least fifty thousand or more, and all the forbidden troops and shadow guards in the palace combined were only ten thousand.

This is a battle that must be lost, and it is also a turning point in the inevitable demise of Xiyan!

He knew very well that tonight, he couldn't get out!

"Send the forbidden army to escort Miss Ling back to Guanzhong!" He admonished the Flying Shadow, the voice of which was irresistible majesty.

"Your Majesty, the forbidden army has been withdrawn, what should the palace do!" Feiying has followed Murong Chong for many years, and he knows how important Song Ling is to Murong Chong, but in the current situation, even with the forbidden army, he can't compete with the army of Duan Han and the others, so how can he easily withdraw his troops.

"Do as Gu says!" He coldly ordered, and then drew his sword and came out, intending to fight Duan Sui for the last time.

"If you want to go together, you have to stay together, I won't go alone!" Song Ling grabbed him, his eyes were full of the momentum of seeing death as home, and his firm gaze was the same as the night when Dayan died in the country.

She chose to face life and death with him back then, and tonight, she won't leave!

"Ah Ling......"

"Your Majesty, get on the horse!" Flying Shadow had already led the horse, and hurriedly urged.

Duan Han is so powerful that he will definitely not be able to keep the palace tonight. The only way to go out is to go out first, and then find another plan.

Swift rain of arrows came from behind, and he trembled and swung his whip so hard that the horse screamed miserably. The wind from the arrows ripped her hair apart, and the aggressive arrows kept passing her, and the Shadow Guard's groans of pain from the arrows could be heard behind her. And she, who was protected by him with flesh and blood, was not injured.

"Fenghuang, if we can go out safely tonight, we will no longer care about this troubled world, let go of all our obsessions and return to the mountains and forests, okay?"

At this time, Song Ling was suddenly very scared, afraid that one day she would really lose him!

At this moment, they suddenly understood that no amount of power was enough to be together as a family!

"Good!" The darkness was like an abyss with no end in sight, and it was heavy on her heart. His large, slightly hot hand wrapped her cold tightly, and he swallowed the blood that filled his mouth.

However, the tip of the arrow pierced his flesh again and again, and blood flowed profusely.

At the moment of rushing out of the palace, he could no longer hold on and fell off his horse.

"Fenghuang, Fenghuang ......" she shouted his name loudly at a loss, it was a fear that she had never felt before, a panic that she had never felt before.

Her hand holding his back was soaked in blood.

Blood snaked down the corners of his mouth, and three arrows were shot through his stomach and lungs.

The bewitching red, gradually, hid his beautiful and desolate face.

"Ah Ling......" His blood-covered hand wanted to touch her face, but suddenly, it fell.

His eyelids slowly fell, and his long eyelashes no longer fluttered, like a phoenix with broken wings, no longer lifeless.

"Phoenix Emperor!"

"Phoenix Emperor!"

"Phoenix Emperor!"

He was like a withered water lily, sleeping quietly in her arms, his face handsome and serene, as before his death.

It's just that I can't hear her call anymore.

No matter how brilliant you are, you will eventually return to peace.

In 386 AD, Han Yan, the general of the left of the Western Yan, raised troops to kill Murong Chong, supported Duan Sui as the king of the Western Yan, changed the name of the year to Changping, and posthumously named Murong Chong as the Wei Emperor.

****

The husband's blood feud must be avenged; Murong Jiangshan must be taken away!

Although I secretly co-opted Murong Yong's forces, joined forces with Yuan Xiang to enter Chang'an, killed the rebel generals Han Yan and Duan Sui, supported my Yao'er to ascend the throne and become emperor, and passed on Murong Chong's inheritance.

But in the troubled times, I am a woman with a young son, and no one knows how long I can last.

Although I don't know what the road ahead is, as long as I have a breath of air, I will swear to defend Murong Chong's country to the death!

This is my story with him.

The end of the play