Chapter 805

Dali City

palace

In front of the main hall is a broad square. When Nanyan's ministers went to the court, they had to pass through here to enter the main hall. In the past, there were warriors with long halberds on both sides of the aisle. Under the guidance of the internal attendants, all civil and military officials went through the long halberd channel.

But today, the square looks particularly empty.

I can't see those strong palace guards, nor can I see the hurried and busy eunuchs and maidens. Only an old monk in grey cloth monk's clothes sits cross legged in the middle of the square and closes his eyes. Under him sat a dandelion ball. He had no cassock, no wooden fish in front of him, and no Buddha beads in his hands.

He was the only one in the square, but the square was heavily guarded.

The 800 Tu Shenwei has long been deployed around as planned and is ready to deploy at any time. All the bodyguards were concentrated around the hall, ready to protect the emperor at any time.

The emperor asked someone to move a chair and sit at the gate of the hall, looking at the old monk and waiting for the coming people. To tell the truth, now Murong shame didn't understand the purpose of Fang Xie's promise to come to the palace to fight with the big monk. After thinking for two days, he didn't get a very positive answer. He thought that either Fang Xie wanted to defeat the first master of Dali City in Nanyan's palace and seriously demoralize Nanyan's army and people. Or Fang Xie is going to take the opportunity to enter the palace and kill himself. After all, as long as he dies, Nan Yan will exist in name only.

On his side stood a young man in his twenties with pretty eyes and eyebrows. The bright yellow clothes on his body show his identity. It is Murong changlan, the crown prince of Nanyan.

Different from the dignified look on Murong's shameful face, the prince, who had been well clothed and well fed since childhood, had only defiance and disdain on his face.

"Father..."

Murong changlan looked at the big monk sitting cross legged in the middle of the square. After a long time, he finally couldn't help asking: "Isn't it a bit hasty to trust the state affairs to a martial arts man? My minister thinks that it's better to meet each other in the war to drive away the enemy. He can defeat the enemy with his military prestige and raise the majesty of Dayan country. These unworthy Jianghu people can't make it to the table even if they have excellent cultivation. My minister thinks... Jianghu people can't serve the country, but they can't pay so much attention to it 。”

Murong shame knows his son very well. He knows that Murong changlan has all the conditions that a wise monarch should have. Perhaps the only disadvantage is that he is too confident and doesn't know himself. He despises Jianghu guests, but Murong shame can never tell him that Murong shame himself is a Jianghu guest. This so-called real inherited throne is just It's just a dark and bloody joke.

"Lan'er, I know your mind."

Murong shame took his eyes back from the monk who had mistakenly seen him. After looking at his son, he said gently, "you have studied the art of war since you were a child, and you have learned a lot. You have also participated in the Military Martial Arts Competition anonymously and won the first place many times. I know that if you really give you a strong army, you will certainly sweep the world."

Hearing this sentence, Murong changlan's face showed a trace of satisfaction.

"But, Lan'er... I don't have such an army for you."

Murong shame sighed slightly: "Dayan has never experienced war since it established itself. Although you want to open up territory, I didn't give you this opportunity. Do you know why?"

"I don't know"

"Because whether you admit it or not, the national strength of Dayan is still too weak."

Murong said sadly: "I've been enduring humiliation and accepting heavy responsibilities and becoming a minister to the state of Sui. Why don't I want to survive under the oppression of the enemy, and then develop and expand myself, waiting to step on all the enemies one day? But the state of Dayan is not what you seem to think. The four cities in the north have been destroyed by the enemy one after another because the courtiers and people of Dayan are not united. What they see is their own Interests, not the interests of the great Yan state. "

"So I want you to remember one thing."

Although Murong changlan didn't care about Murong's shameful words, he still bowed his head and said, "my son and Minister listen to my father's instruction."

Murong shame looked at him and said solemnly: "If the kingdom of Dayan can survive this disaster, the first thing you need to do after you inherit the throne in the future is not to expand the territory, but to stabilize the dynasty. The enemies in Dayan are far more terrible than those outside... As long as no one dares to question your throne, only if you hold a country that is absolutely unified and obedient in your hands, can you step out steadily."

"Father"

Murong changlan said: "My ministers think that opening up territory is a way to unite the country. Now some people in Dayan do attach importance to the interests of their families, but as long as they value interests, there is no way to make them obey. This method, my ministers think, is to start a war with the outside world. If people of all families can get enough interests from the war, they will be happy Will gradually obey the imperial court. "

Murong shame was slightly stunned and couldn't help shaking his head: "Lan'er, you can see a certain depth, but you bypass the surface."

"What the father emperor taught is... But the father emperor can't destroy those families, so he can only find a way to make them divert their attention from the interests of dividing Dayan country, can't he?"

Murong pubic was about to say something when he saw someone running in a hurry outside. While running, he shouted, "Your Majesty, it's bad!"

The monk who sat cross legged on the square opened his eyes when he heard the urgent cry. He seemed to think of something, but he didn't respond. He closed his eyes again and turned a blind eye to the running man. The man who ran to tell the news glanced at him and passed by. He rushed straight to Murong pubic and said something hurriedly.

Murong shame's face suddenly changed and his teeth clicked.

"Zhu Chijian... You really make me underestimate!"

The messenger gasped in his thick airway: "The commander of the black flag army, Fang Xie, took only two people to the gate of the city and asked to open the gate to enter the city. The general guarding the city was afraid to open the gate, but the prime minister said there were only three people on the other side. If he didn't open the door, the enemy would underestimate us. In addition, there was a black national division in charge, so he opened the gate... But who thought that Fang Xie didn't want to come to the Imperial Palace at all, and his goal was to make the city big Li Cheng, open the door! "

Murong shame's body shook involuntarily, and the anger in his eyes was burning like fire.

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city gate

shed blood like water

Xie Fuyao stood outside the city gate cave, standing alone, but everyone could not get close. When the city keeper found that the three men had no intention to move forward after entering the city gate cave, he realized that the three men were not going to go to the palace to fight with the big monk, but to rob the city gate. But who could have thought that only three people dared to do so Do?

Unless they are crazy, who would have thought of such a way? Even if the number of troops in Dali is limited, it can't be resisted by three people. Even if they are overhaul walkers, they will eventually be tired. In the face of endless rebellion, how long can the three people hold on? It won't take long to kill people until they are tired.

The side Xie inside the gate stood there and was fighting with guru Hei. The two men's prestige when fighting could not be approached by others. Even if someone with good cultivation wanted to avoid them and rush into the gate hole to close the gate again, the fat Taoist who looked harmless to humans and animals in the gate hole became a mountain blocking the way. Anyone who wanted to cross him had to pay the price of bleeding 。

At this time, the garrison began to think of other ways. It was proposed to put the master down from the wall with a hanging basket, and then rush into the gate from the outside.

So they faced a young man with a sword on his back.

Obviously, the other side has calculated well. The young man with the sword on his back is outside, Fang Xie is inside, and the fat Taoist is in the middle. As long as they can persist for half an hour, the cavalry of the black flag army can kill them. But this is only a theoretical thing, because the Nanyan people can't watch the cavalry of the black flag army come in. The cavalry of the black flag army are driving here and south for half an hour Yan Shoujun also began to mobilize on a large scale, going out from other city gates to the north gate.

If the Nanyan army stops the cavalry of the black flag army, the three of them will not stick to it for half an hour. At that time, they will face tens of thousands of Nanyan soldiers and practitioners in the whole Dali city.

Only a madman can think of this method. Once the cavalry of the black flag army is blocked, the three of them lose support. They either try their best to break out of the siege, or they will die because of exhaustion. In history, there is no example of an army fighting to death with human life. It is this specific time that can appear.

Because the prerequisite for the army to fight to the death is that the overhaul walkers do not retreat, but fight to the end.

"Liangyi sword"

Xie Fuyao gently spit out three words from his mouth, and the killing began immediately. Those practitioners who came down from the city wall and wanted to attack the city gate from the outside began to fall down one by one after the exit of these three words. At this moment, they finally understood what is called sword like swimming Dragon.

There were more and more corpses outside the door, and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on Xie Fuyao's forehead. He took the time to look back at Fang Xie and found that although Fang Xie was facing only one person, he was far more stressed than himself. The guy in a big red robe seemed very difficult to deal with.

diamond cut diamond!

Fang Xie didn't meet people with similar physique. Luo Yao was one of them. However, when Fang Xie and Luo Yao fought a decisive battle, Luo Yao's powerful body had been hurt by Yang Jian. At that time, Luo Yao relied on strong cultivation rather than physical body to fight with Fang Xie.

But the man called master Hei fought with Fang Xie physically without any difficulty!

This had to surprise Fang Xie.

Boom!

The fists of the two people collided with each other again. Under the great strength, both of them were forced to retreat a few steps by the strength of the other party. This pure muscle wrestling made people shudder, and its power was more direct than the internal strength competition! The battle between the overhaul walkers was often completed at a certain distance. Fang Xie and the black national division were used Is a more direct way.

Melee!

Fang Xie met such a sharp man in melee for the first time.

From the beginning, the two men gave up the long-range attack and chose to fight close to their opponents. Fang Xie has always had such self-confidence. Who would have thought that master Hei also has such self-confidence?

After the blow, the clothes on the arms of the two people had been shattered by each other, and the bare arms were raised like dragons.

"Surprised?"

Master Hei smiled ferociously: "do you think no one can fight with you? Today I'll show you that what comes from nature is not necessarily stronger than what comes from the day after tomorrow!"

At his feet again, he stepped out a big pit on the road paved with green bricks, and rushed to the square like a shell. Fang Xie did not retreat at all, and directly met the past!

But at this moment, Fang Xie had to think.

Why?

This black guru has such a strong physique? And he said he was not born, but the day after tomorrow? What happened to this man that made him change so much?

Boom!

The fists hit each other again, and the bones of the two people made an excited sound. It was a kind of joy that the two people hit each other faster and fiercer.