Everyone in the Ganlu Hall was shocked by Mu Donglin's request, after the fall of the Western Regions, the vanguard troops of the Immortal Clan had already arrived, and the troops to which the Barbarian King belonged had also become the carriers of the masters of the Immortal Clan outside the territory......

It is such a little bit of people, or under the premise of sacrificing the barbarian minister Muzhen, the king of Lanling was able to flee east with these old and weak women and children, if you want to follow the idea of the king of Lanling, if you go on like this, the barbarians in the Western Regions will really have the disaster of extermination!

They can't take out any more troops, and the men are almost finished......

Originally, everyone thought that after the king of Lanling fled east, he just wanted to take advantage of the protection of the human race to recuperate, as the saying goes, leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood! That is to say, but where can people imagine that this king of Lanling is so strong, looking at his extremely firm eyes, in the hearts of the civil and military officials in the hall, except for a trace of admiration, the rest is full of inexplicable pathos. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem, ahem!"

The intermittent coughing sound interrupted the tranquility in the Ganlu Palace, and at the signal of Gongsun You, the imperial physicians bowed forward and applied needles and dressings to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and from beginning to end, His Majesty the Emperor's eyes never left Mu Donglin's eyes......

"King Lanling!"

"The minister is here!"

Slightly better, the Emperor of the Apocalypse raised his hand and waved away the imperial doctor beside him, sighed secretly for a long time, and said lightly: "More than thirty years ago, I was still the crown prince, it seems that it was also at this time, just after the Shangyuan Festival, the envoys of your country came to Chang'an, and the leader of the team was Ling Zun ......."

Everyone fell silent, and everyone listened to the Emperor's murmur with complicated faces.

"When I was young, I never walked out of Chang'an, every time I heard people talk about the interesting stories of the various tribes in the Eastern Continent, I was extremely yearning, and after hearing that the barbarian envoys entered Beijing, I begged the emperor bitterly, and finally snatched the work of receiving foreign envoys from the hands of Honglu Temple...... That's why I got to know Ling Zun, and to be honest, he was not the same as the barbarian I imagined, just standing under the protection of the barbarian warriors, he was thin and weak, but he looked extremely tall......"

"That is self-confidence, pride from the depths of the soul, Ling Zun's erudition and insight soon won my favor, after a deep conversation, we became very good friends, even if you and I have been at war in recent years, but I have never stopped the correspondence with your father!"

"After the Langzhou Mutiny...... Ahem...... I...... There are indeed many nights of insomnia...... Several times, Ling Zun walked into my dream, and he was still as personable and gentle as jade as before...... Ahem...... What happened to your country, I and all the officials of Great Xia present are very sorry in the bottom of my heart...... War is like that, it always comes so suddenly, it catches us off guard, some people, some things, we still don't have time to say goodbye......"

"My Emperor's Day Mourning ......"

Listening to the sad sobbing, the civil and military officials in the hall all bowed their heads, and sighed in their hearts.

"The minister hereby thanks His Majesty for his friendship with his father!" Mu Donglin quietly raised his hand and gently wiped the moist corners of his eyes with his cuffs, and then he raised his head and arched his hand and said: "My father can return to the embrace of immortality with such a generous attitude, the minister is deeply grateful, as a son of man, the minister is proud of him!"

"But!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse on the dragon chair was condescending, his red eyes suddenly became a little hideous, he lowered his voice, and roared intermittently: "As a son, you don't know why your father died, let alone why his sword fought when he was dying!"

"If Gou Yan can comfort his father's soul in the sky, then even if he thinks about it, he will refuse!"

"Why?" the old emperor raised his eyebrows, the confusion on his face flashed away, and then he persuaded bitterly again: "Since you have come to Great Xia, then I will definitely be able to leave a habitat for you, what you and your people need most now is to wait!"

"Your Majesty!" Mu Donglin suddenly raised his voice, and the eyes of everyone in the hall fell on him again, "Since the defeat of Langzhou, the pain of the destruction of the country and the annihilation of the clan has been tormenting the soul of the minister all the time, such pain, Your Majesty will not understand, and everyone present will not understand, of course, the minister does not want you to experience it in his heart...... His Majesty's kindness, the minister really understands that staying in Chang'an to be a peaceful nobleman at this end of his life can indeed satisfy his father's little selfishness when he is dying, but such selfishness will extinguish the hope of the more than 100,000 compatriots who have always followed our father and son...... Your Holy Venerable once said, 'The country is broken by mountains and rivers!' Now I should fight for the sake of the living, even if it is death, as long as I can awaken the last courage in people's hearts, it is worth it, such glory, Weichen...... I can't ask for it!"

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"King Canglan!" The atmosphere in the hall was very heavy, and the rabbit and fox were sad and confused, and finally began to make people's hearts tremble and panic...... "What do you think of King Lanling's appeal?"

Looking up at the Emperor of the Apocalypse for a long time, Liu Chen took a deep breath, and his fists shrunk in his cuffs were also clenched, and his expression was unprecedentedly serious: "After I die, I will have a son, my son will die, and my son will have a grandchild, and the children and grandchildren will be endless, every inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood!"

"Minister, second!" The first to echo Liu Chen's clueless answer was Xue Zheng, who walked out of the crowd and stood up with his fists in a loud voice.

"The minister also seconded the proposal!" Xu Kun also stood up, and all the generals stood up!

"The old minister seconded the proposal!" This time, it was the white-haired Guozi priest who stood up, and the old man described him as rickety, but his face was excited......

"Sage Cloud, the rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible! Not only the ministers and generals, no matter what race they are, when the country is in danger, the good sons and daughters should fight the righteous death, and the true warriors must go to the soup and the fire......

"Good!"

The Emperor of the Apocalypse had no joy or sorrow on his face, only the little heroic blood left, which made him tremble his lips and said: "Since all the Qings think that what the King of Lanling said is taken for granted, then I announce that I will incorporate the remnants of the personal army of the Muxiang Mansion, with Mu Donglin, the king of Lanling, as the commander, and the food and salary provided by the army will be shared between the treasury and the garrison!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

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"King Lanling, I will take my place today and give a new name to this Nirvana reborn Hundred Battles Hero!"

"Thank you Your Majesty for giving me the name, the minister should do his best, and then die!"

"The Demon Lord began in Jiuli, Jiuli Mountain is the ancestral tomb of the Seven Emperors of the Demon Underworld, today, the King of Lanling went away, for the whole of his ambition, why not name this army 'Jiuli Wei', the country is far away in the sky, and I hope that the King of Lanling can recover the rivers and mountains in his lifetime, in order to comfort those warriors who have thrown their heads for the country and spilled their blood...... Be in the spirit of the sky!"

"Your Majesty Shengming ......"

"Since Jiuliwei has been established, then I will ask Jiuliwei Commander Mu Donglin again, where are you willing to go in the northwest defense line of Great Xia?"

"When Weichen was young, he admired the customs of Daxia very much, and I still remember that when I was ten years old, my father's birthday gift to me was "Wuhou Polemic", since that moment, the Shenwu champion Hou Xu Wei Xu Hou Ye has become the model that Weichen pursues in this life, if His Majesty does not give up, the minister is willing to listen to the order of the Great Xia champion Hou!" (To be continued.) )