Just when Cao Tao, Yin Li and the others were waiting for their main forces to come to reinforcements, their expected main forces were now thirty or forty miles away from Jinling City.

"This time, the grassland barbarians dare to be so bold and reckless to destroy the ancestral tomb of my Emperor Yu, and we will have to make them pay a heavy price later!"

Mu Zhantu, the old Huainan king, was actually not very angry about Emperor Yu's ancestral tomb being attacked by the grassland army.

On the contrary, there was some joy in his heart.

Although it is said that several emperors buried in the ancestral tomb of Emperor Yu are his direct ancestors, after all, there are many generations between him and each other, and there is really not much family affection left.

Moreover, the reason why the grassland army was able to go south this time was completely due to Emperor Shengheng.

Therefore, once the grassland army really opened the underground palace of several ancestors, then this is an unacceptable thing for the entire royal family surnamed Mu, for the entire imperial court, and for the entire world.

At that time, most of the responsibility for this matter will inevitably fall on the head of Emperor Shengheng.

Even if Emperor Shengheng is not sure that he will provoke a complete rebellion among the vassals in the world because of this, maybe they will not need to take action in Huainan Kingdom at that time, and other vassal kings will oust him from the throne.

"No matter what, this time we will completely annihilate this grassland army outside Jinling City."

Mu Xiayan, who is the temple of Zongzheng Temple, also said viciously with a gloomy face.

"That's right, we must slaughter all these steppe barbarians to comfort the spirits of the emperors in the sky."

"Kill them all!"

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The old vassal kings were furious and shouted one after another.

However, some people did not say a word, but their faces were as gloomy as water, like the ice of ten thousand years.

And among these people, especially the old Jin King's face is the most ugly.

Unlike the anger of the other old vassal kings, the old Jin king, as one of the masterminds who knew that he planned to use the grassland army to eliminate Zongzheng Temple this time, did not expect that the grassland army that they were using as a tool would suddenly break out of their control.

They even caught him and Emperor Shengheng in a dead hole.

Now that the grassland army suddenly violated the previous agreement and attacked the ancestral tomb of Emperor Yu without permission, it was equivalent to putting him and Emperor Shengheng on the fire.

Although now these old vassal kings of Zongzheng Temple have no choice but to unite with them for the sake of the overall situation.

But once these damned steppe barbarians were driven out, they were bound to unite against him and Emperor Shengheng.

At that time, all the pressures they faced can be imagined.

For this reason, he didn't think about directly letting the grassland army rampant, and then let the people of Zongzheng Temple go alone to spray their heads and break the blood with the grassland army, and then he and Emperor Shengheng were doing the fisherman to sit and collect sandpiper mussels.

But this idea of his was extinguished by himself as soon as it came to him.

If he really allowed the grassland army to do anything wrong, then he and Emperor Shengheng would definitely be spurned by all the people in the world.

This will be a fatal blow to Emperor Shengheng and himself.

And now, although these vassal kings of Zongzheng Temple know that the grassland army was deliberately released by him and Emperor Shengheng, at least the people of the world don't know about it.

Therefore, the people's hearts still belong to their side.

"Mudehua, how many people there are in the grassland army this time, you should tell us first!"

Just when the old Jin King was pondering, the old Huainan King opened his mouth in a strange way at this time.

Although Mu Xiayan had ordered everyone not to target each other in order to unite everyone, the old King Huainan didn't care.

"There are about 20,000 of them, and they are all cavalry!"

Originally, the old King Huainan thought that the old King Jin would be angry because of his words.

But what he didn't expect was that the old Jin King didn't have the slightest anger, and he directly told the situation of this grassland army.

The vassal kings couldn't help frowning when they saw that the old Jin king was so cooperative.

"Could it be that this old fellow has a conscience?"

Even Mu Xiayan didn't expect the old Jin King to be so cooperative.

But then Mu Xiayan denied his speculation in his heart.

"Their previous target should have been our Jinling City, but now why did they suddenly turn around and set their sights on Emperor Yu's ancestral mausoleum?"

Mu Xiayan then asked with a frown.

Not only him, but also the other old vassal kings wanted to know the reason.

But the old Jin King's answer made them very disappointed.

"How do I know about this matter, they are crazy people who only know about looting property, food and people in the past, but there are no three things in Emperor Yu's ancestral mausoleum, even if they open the underground palace of the imperial tomb, those burial belongings are a drop in the bucket compared to the belongings in Jinling City!"

The old Jin King was tormented by this question at this time, and he had a splitting headache.

Until now, he couldn't figure out what these grassland barbarians wanted to do when they attacked Emperor Yu's ancestral tomb.

When everyone saw that the demeanor and expression of the old Jin King did not seem to be fake, they no longer embarrassed him.

Therefore, they were afraid that if these people targeted the old Jin King again, they would be a bad one and completely provoke him.

At that time, it will be the group of steppe barbarians who will be cheaper.

The army, led by everyone, soon came to a place less than ten miles away from the ancestral tomb of Emperor Yu.

And here, everyone can clearly see that the ancestral tomb of Emperor Yu in the distance is billowing smoke.

The smoke was the result of the burning of the ancestral temples in Emperor Yu's ancestral mausoleum.

"These damned brutes, if Lao Tzu catches them, he will cramp them out and pull out their bones, and then hang him on the tree of the ancestral tomb."

Some of the irascible old vassal kings were furious when they saw the ancestral temple of Emperor Yu's ancestral tomb burned.

"It's too cheap to pull out the bones directly, these guys should all be executed by Ling Chi."

Mu Qiuye, who is the next successor of Zongzheng Temple, was also furious after seeing that his Mu ancestral temple was burned like firewood.

"The ancestral temple was burned, we can still rebuild, now I don't know if a few imperial tombs and underground palaces have been opened by them, if the ancestors are exposed to the wilderness, then we, the descendants of future generations, should be ashamed to hang ourselves."

Mu Xiayan was finally a little relieved to see that everyone was stunned by anger.

After all, if their ancestral temple was burned down, and there was not the slightest anger among the clan, then their Mu clan would really not be far from extinction.

"The imperial mausoleum of Emperor Yu's ancestral mausoleum is different from the underground palace outside the imperial capital, several underground palaces here are built by the mountain, and the underground palace is directly excavated in the middle of the mountain, and the entrance of the Yongdao is closed with tens of thousands of catties of broken dragon stone, those grassland barbarians do not have enough tools and time, it is impossible to open the underground palace."

Mu Junhe, who had never spoken at this time, suddenly spoke.

His words immediately caught everyone's attention.

Many of the people present didn't know Mu Junhe, so everyone was curious about who this kid in front of them was, and how he knew about the structure of the Dayu Emperor's Mausoleum.

"This is also the handsome man of my Mu clan, and I believe everyone has heard of him, he is Mu Junhe, who is known as the number one swordsman in the world on the rivers and lakes."

The old vassal kings of Zongzheng Temple were all secretly surprised when they heard this.

They didn't expect that Mu Junhe, who slapped Emperor Shengheng in the face, turned out to be the person in front of them.

For Mu Junhe, his reputation in the Mu clan is still relatively loud.

Even many of the younger princes and brothers of the feudal clan regarded it as their idol.

However, although these people admired Mu Junhe very much in their hearts, when Mu Junhe was chased and killed by Nansi, none of the princes dared to stand up to help him.

"Since these grassland barbarians can't completely dig the tunnels of the underground palace in a short period of time, it means that we have enough time to deal with them."

When the old Huainan King heard this, he was very conflicted in his heart, and now he wanted the grassland army to dig up the underground palace, so that Emperor Shengheng and the imperial court would inevitably bear the infamy of the world.

But at the same time, deep in his heart, he hoped that these grassland barbarians did not dig the underground palace corridor, so that their dignity of the Mu clan would be preserved.

"That may not be, although this mountain stone is very hard and the broken dragon stone is even harder, but they are not indestructible."

Mu Junhe shook his head and said with a worried expression.

"The broken dragon stone is tens of thousands of catties, and the texture is extremely hard, it is said that even a heavy hammer can not break it, as for the mountain that makes up the Yongdao, it is also hard, and the thickness of the wall of the Yongdao can reach several zhang, under this kind of hardship, I don't believe that the grassland barbarians can open such a dungeon!"

Mu Qiuye had also studied the imperial tombs of several previous emperors in the ancestral tombs of Emperor Yu before.

After reading a large number of documents unique to the Yin Clan, he knew far more about the Imperial Tomb than all the old vassal kings present.

Mu Xiayan saw that Mu Qiuye stood up again at this time and sang a chorus with Mu Jun, he couldn't help but cover his head and looked helpless.

Originally, in his and Mu Chunsheng's plan, they wanted to train Mu Junhe to become Mu Qiuye's most powerful assistant.

But now Mu Qiuye obviously didn't appreciate his love with Mu Chunsheng, and he even felt extremely disgusted because of it.

Seeing that all his opportunities would be wasted if this continued, Mu Xiayan could only think of other ways.

However, dealing with the steppe army in front of them may be an opportunity for the two of them to get to know each other.

After all, the comradeship of life and death is still very solid.

"There are no absolutes in this world, and although the Broken Dragon Stone and the Stone Corridor are extremely hard, it is not that there is nothing that can break them."

Mu Junhe saw that Mu Qiuye spoke against himself again, he didn't plan to explain the matter, but now he wanted to teach the kid in front of him a good lesson.

"How is it possible, how can there be a method in this world that can break through tens of thousands of catties of broken dragon stones and several meters thick stone corridors!"

Mu Qiuye obviously didn't believe what Mu Junhe said.

In his opinion, this must be Mu Junhe's exaggeration.

"No, there is indeed a method that the prince of Junhe said!"

At this moment, Shi Wensheng suddenly opened his mouth to prove it for Mu Junhe.

At the same time, his complexion also became extremely difficult to look at at this time.

"How can you do this incredible thing?"

Now even the old King Huainan was curious.

"Quickly send someone to the ancestral tomb of Emperor Yu to investigate."

Shi Wensheng did not answer everyone's doubts, but he directly gave orders to the soldiers of the Huben battalion.

Mu Xiayan saw that something was wrong from Shi Wensheng's strange behavior, so he immediately stepped forward and asked.

"What the hell is going on with Shi Wensheng?"

"We've probably fallen for the trick of diverting the tiger from the mountain."

Shi Wensheng, who had always been calm, showed a hint of panic on his face.

Even fine beads of sweat were constantly oozing from his forehead.

"What? You said that those barbarians deliberately attacked the ancestral tomb of Emperor Yu, and then lured me out of Jinling City, and then they took the opportunity to attack Jinling City? ”

When the old Jin King heard this, he immediately showed an incredulous expression.

"I'm not sure yet, but I think it's very likely."

Shi Wensheng tried to calm his emotions.

Soon, the soldiers of the Tiger Battalion who went to investigate ran back to report.

"Tell Shi Shuai that there is indeed no shadow of the grassland army in the ancestral tomb of Emperor Shishuai, they should have withdrawn in advance."

"Oh no, they really used a trick to divert the tiger from the mountain."

Hearing this, Shi Wensheng angrily threw off his helmet.

"Then what are you waiting for now, let's hurry back to the city, and before they take Jinling City, we will hurry up and destroy them."

An old vassal king immediately turned his horse's head and prepared to return to Jinling City.

"Wait! This is also likely that they are deliberately setting up a bureau to prepare for reinforcements! ”

Just when everyone was about to return to help immediately, Mu Xiayan waved his hand to stop everyone.

"Reinforcements?"

Most of the people present had fought against the steppe army on the battlefield.

Therefore, many old vassal kings frowned.

After a careful analysis, they thought that what Mu Shayan said was very likely.

Therefore, the 20,000 grassland people are cavalry, once they are so stupid to go back to Jinling City, the other party will directly ambush them in the middle of the way, as long as one charges, these people will be completely dispersed.

"But if you don't come back to help, and when they break through Jinling City, then the people in the city will fall into a situation from which they will never recover!"

Old King Huainan reminded anxiously.

"That's a mistake!"

At this time, the old Jin King suddenly spoke.

"What do you think of this old fellow?"

The old King Huainan looked at the old King Jin with disdain and teased.

"Although it is said that the destruction of Jinling City by everyone in the grassland will cause great losses to Jinling City, in my opinion, this is not necessarily a bad thing."

As soon as the old Jin King exited, everyone present was shocked.

They didn't expect the old Jin King to say such deviant words.

", this Jinling City is the southern capital of my Dayu Dynasty, and those people in our turf city are the people of my Dayu Dynasty."

The words of the old Jin king immediately provoked the anger of the other old vassal kings around him.

When the hot-tempered old Song King heard this, he immediately pulled out the sword on his waist and was about to step forward and cut the old Jin King.

"You old fellow, don't be angry with you, listen to my analysis."

When the old Jin King saw that everyone was looking at him with fire, he immediately explained.

"I'll hear what else you can fart!"

When the old Song King heard this, he held a long sword and looked directly at the old Jin King.

"Actually, the thing is very simple, after these steppe barbarians enter Jinling City, they will inevitably plunder, so their cavalry mobility advantage will inevitably be lost, at this time, if we suddenly enter the city, and then annihilate these steppe cavalry one by one, wouldn't it be easier?"

The old Jin King analyzed earnestly.

"And it is impossible for these steppe armies to escape quickly after plundering a large amount of property, how many horses are needed for so much property, have you calculated, what is the difference between a cavalry without speed and infantry for us?"

"What's more critical is that all our main forces are outside the city, and even if they destroy it in the city, the loss will be minimal for us."

Looking at the old Jin King's conclusive analysis, everyone's faces were either suddenly wrinkled, or their brows were furrowed, or their eyes were shining.

But although Mu Junhe had no expression on his face, his heart was already full of anger.

"What do those people in the city think to you?"

Mu Junhe couldn't help but ask sadly.