At midnight on April 26, the east gate of Wangzhou was quietly opened, and several teams went out of the city on horseback, clearing out the scouts sent by the Jokhang State along the way, and separately surrounding the main roads outside the south, north and east gates of Pingzhou.

Another 20,000 soldiers planted flags and lined up at the place where Pingzhou must go to Fufeng Mountain, ready to meet the battle.

At the end of the day, the officials went out of the city.

The sky is not yet bright, the clouds and mist have not dispersed, people walk among them, their eyebrows are empty, there are guards on both sides with lanterns, the fire shines on the green grass under their feet, hundreds of officials, every step on the dewdrops, as if stepping on the tip of a knife.

The closer they got to Fufeng Mountain, the heavier their steps became, and the smell of pig iron, gunpowder, and blood seemed to be in the wind.

Once the sacrifice to the sky is completed, Mo Lingfeng is "patrolling the heavens", and the founding of the dynasty has become an indelible fact, and Jokhang will definitely find ways to interrupt the sacrifice to the sky.

War is inevitable.

The procession soon approached Fufeng Mountain, and at the foot of Fufeng Mountain, there were swords and guns, and soldiers were everywhere, and when the officials went up the mountain, the soldiers stood on both sides of the stone steps, and they could even see the patterns on the scabbards.

The surroundings were scary, only the mountains were ringing, and the distant voices were more and more clear.

Although Cheng Ting has no official position, he is thick-skinned and decorated at the end of the team, and asked the eldest brother-in-law on the side in a suppressed voice: "Why were you beaten again?" ”

The eldest brother-in-law had a bitter face and said in a low voice: "Your eldest sister can't walk anymore, saying that I am the initiator......"

He glanced at Cheng Taishan, who was leading the way, and put his mouth to Cheng Ting's ear: "Your eldest sister is so fierce, General Mo also appointed her as a female official, it is better to use your second sister." ”

Cheng Ting pursed his lips and said vaguely: "Second sister...... They all say that the second sister is ominous......"

The eldest brother-in-law suddenly realized: "Also, your second brother-in-law's family is dead, sick and sick, they pay attention to this." ”

He sighed and reached out to touch the slap print on his face, almost crying.

The eldest brother of the Cheng family, who was walking in front, heard the two of them chattering, turned around and glared at them fiercely, and quietly pointed to Cheng Taishan in front of him with his hand, signaling the two to shut up.

Cheng Ting subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect his face, closed his mouth, and turned his head to look behind him - when will Mo Lingfeng come?

Mo Lingfeng set off half an hour later than him.

She wore gold ornaments according to the routine, stepped on yellow satin and blue-soled boots, was escorted by Yin Bei and Nomad Qing on the left and right, Wu Jin was one step behind her, and then behind her, there was a women's army in soft armor.

Ascending the stone steps step by step, the soldiers on both sides bowed their hands one after another, and after reaching the altar, Wu Jin stopped, stood at the head of the civil officials, and no longer stepped forward.

Mo Lingfeng was alone, standing up to the sky and the earth, and stepped onto the first floor of the altar with one foot.

On both sides of the first layer, the tablets of the four generations of the emperor of the Mo family are placed, and the names on the tablets are clearly visible, and Mo Qianlan is also among them.

Today, on this high cliff, it is also dark and heavy, sticky and greasy, like a ghost in the mountains, to climb on Mo Lingfeng's shoulders, crush her shoulders, drag her steps, and make her a lonely grave keeper.

Mo Lingfeng's footsteps were stagnant, and suddenly the mountain wind was mighty, and the trees were "banging", thousands of waves, one after another, blowing Mo Lingfeng's crown on the crown, and the soap-colored wide sleeves were filled with the mountain wind, raised high, and the twelve chapters of the pattern were about to fly, and the golden thread was dazzling in the sunlight, flashing into a piece.

The wind also became a hand, holding Mo Lingfeng to take a step forward.

Mo Lingfeng glanced at Mo Qianlan's tablet with his spare eyes, and shouted in his heart: "Brother." ”

The second layer is in place, and it is a three-star god card of heaven and earth.

She had barely stepped on it when a killing cry suddenly echoed among the peaks.

Enemy attack!

The officials were in a trance, and even thought that there was a smell of blood in the wind.

Even though they pretended to be calm and composed, the sound of clothes rubbing when their fists were clenched, the suspicious glances exchanged with each other, and the cold sweat flowing from their sideburns all betrayed their panic, breaking the solemnity and silence of the sacrifice to the sky, and making Fufeng Mountain restless.

Cheng Taishan frowned, looked sideways slightly, and glared angrily, but the panic was like ripples, it was one circle after another, permeating in all directions, and it was difficult to be still.

Yin Bei subconsciously looked at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin's face did not change, the eight winds did not move, he noticed the gaze of Nomad Qing, put his hands together, and made a gesture of drawing a knife.

Yin Bei didn't say a word, and pulled out the long knife with a "swish", the blade flashed silver in the sun, and the nomadic Qing was illuminated by the light, and he also pulled the knife out of the sheath.

Then there was a neat sound of drawing a knife, and the noisy officials in their hearts were silent in an instant, only cold sweat was dripping.

At the same time, Mo Lingfeng had already stepped up the last stone step.

The six gods are impressive.

The leftmost side is the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and the remaining five sides are the Eastern Heavenly Emperor Taihao Fuxi, the Southern Heavenly Emperor Yan Emperor Shennong, the Central Heavenly Emperor Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, the Western Heavenly Emperor Shaohao Jin Tian, and the Northern Heavenly Emperor Gao Yang.

In front of the shrine, there are jade, silk, ritual utensils, whole cattle, whole sheep, whole pig, wine, fruit, and dishes, which are dazzling.

Mo Lingfeng burned incense and toasted in the distant shouts of killing, and Jin Feng issued an edict.

"The people of Dazhao are poor, the heavens are moving, the floods are everywhere, the earthquakes are below, the locusts are covering the sky, the number of techniques, the longitude and latitude are checked, and the judgment is that the emperor has no virtue, kills loyalty, corrupt officials, the calamity has come, the national fortune is weakened, and there is an end of the day.

The minister guards the border pass, sends troops to ask for it, and has no choice but to accept Kuanzhou, collect Jeju, and break Wangzhou, all of which are God's help, because the lord of the people can not be absent for a long time, and the lord of the artifact cannot be empty, the Mo family is subject to the talisman of heaven, and the goddess gives the heroic and heroic heroes as the auxiliary of the ministers, and pushes the emperor of the ministers.

Today, April 26, the sun set up an altar in Fufeng Mountain to tell the gods of heaven and earth, and the name of the world is called Daqi, the society is Yongchang, the year is called Kunsheng, and the name of Jiazun is called Yonglan. ”

After the edict was read, she turned to face the minister, high up, Danfeng's eyes swept across the sky, and her sleeves were raised high.

From a doting child, to an arrogant girl, and now above 10,000 people, she has gone through hardships and bloody hands, and finally she is as majestic as today, under heavy pressure.

She is the emperor, the son of heaven, and a tiger, with a sharp blade in her hand, and she doesn't know who she will cut on.

This kind of aggressive gaze is terrifying.

Wu Jin lifted the hem of his clothes with both hands, touched the ground with his knees, and made a great salute to the monarch and ministers, and under his leadership, the rest of the people also knelt down one after another.

Mo Lingfeng faced the ministers and issued an edict.

"Feng Wu Jin is the ruler of the country, flaunting the scholars, leading the ministers, the soldiers are in the heavens, they are stubborn, brave and loyal, they are all-encompassing, invincible, meritorious to the country, and rewarded for meritorious deeds.

The people of the land, who have committed a crime since the present day, will not be forgiven except for those who commit murder and adultery, and the rest of the sins, no matter how big or small, shall be pardoned and will not be told to each other again.

Widows and widows are lonely, they are kept according to the rules, they are not allowed to lose their places, they are exempted from three salaries, they are lightly paid, they are advised to teach agriculture, and the cultivated land is gradually restored. ”

The courtiers received the edict, and Mo Lingfeng picked up two volumes of edicts from the front of the altar: "Prime Minister Wu, take the edict and tell the people." ”

"Yes." Wu Jin immediately got up, walked up to the altar, stood on the second step, bowed down his hands, and stretched out his hands to take the edict.

The two of them went up and down, and their fingers briefly touched.

Mo Lingfeng's body was full of cold air, only the part where his fingers touched Wu Jin, filled with a little warmth.

She loved him, but Mo Qianlan whispered in her heart: "Ayu, take care of your heart." (End of chapter)