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"They're all dead, they're all dead! How could this be?!" Murong Buwen's mouth trembled as he muttered to himself, his heart was filled with despair.

"Lord Murong, look. That Lan Cang has actually retreated." When Zuo Dong saw that Lan Cang had only set fire to the city gates, he withdrew his troops and did not attack the city gates.

"What's going on, why would they retreat?" Murong Bo Wen's eyes widened as well. He watched as Lan Cang actually headed back and did not continue to attack the city gates. His heart was filled with incredulity. He had just been thinking that it was definitely too late, and now that he saw Azure Sky's retreat, his heart was filled with excitement.

"How strange. Lan Cang is actually willing to give up such a rare opportunity." Zuo Dong was overjoyed as well. He looked at the departing army with a strange look on his face.

"I'm afraid Lord Murong is coming back!" Murong Bo Wen also calmed down at this moment and clenched his fists tightly. It was as if Lan Cang's final fire was slapped on Xi Li's face.

As soon as Murong Bo Wen finished his sentence, he heard the sound of horse hooves piercing through the air from the direction of Yuanling City's entrance. It was Murong Xiu.

"Quick, quick, follow me to see sire." Murong Bowen also heard the horse steps and quickly ran down. Zuo Qianshou also shook his head and followed behind him.

At this moment, the Western City Gate was already fuming and the flames were extinguished by the city guards after Lan Cang left. At this moment, the Western City Gate was already fuming and the flames were extinguished by the city guards after Lan Cang left.

"What's going on!" When Murong Xiu arrived at the city gate, he saw the city gate's smoke drifting far away. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. Then, he saw Murong Bowen rushing over with a loud shout.

"Milord, you've finally returned. This, this …" Murong Bo Wen's face was filled with tears. Murong Xiu's face was ashen. Murong Feng Bo Wen and Zuo Qian knew that Murong Xiu had already fallen into a rage.

"Say it, a bunch of trash!" Mu Rong Xiu shouted coldly. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Milord, the army led by that Lan Cang ambushed our city gates. Our imperial guards only numbered around ten thousand, but that Lan Cang actually numbered over thirty thousand." Murong Bo Wen trembled as he looked at Murong Xiu.

"Could it be that you all … Bastard! "What's going on?" Murong Xiu was just about to angrily shout at Murong Bowen to stop the fight, but he saw that there were a few black-clothed men among the corpses.

"Murong Bowen, what's going on!" Mu Rong Xiu pointed at the men in black, obviously unwilling to accept this fact.

"Milord! Milord, I am helpless against this. If it wasn't for the Beard Guard blocking this place for a while, I'm afraid that even the city gate would have been broken through!" Murong Bo Wen knew that at this moment, he would die a horrible death. He actually knelt in front of Murong Xiu and couldn't stop the tears from welling up in his eyes.

"Bastard! How dare you release Beard Guard! You, you, you!" Murong Xiu pointed at Murong Bo Wen. His hands started to tremble. These people were people that he had nurtured by himself, and he couldn't care less about the cost. Suddenly, Murong Xiu seemed to have thought of something.

"Where's my soul? Where did my soul go?"

"Lord, Soul, Soul has died in the hands of Lan Cang!" Murong Bowen gritted his teeth and trembled as he said it.

"Pfft!" Mu Rong Xiu actually spat out a mouthful of blood. Mu Rong Xiu, who was sitting on the horse, also wobbled. He had spent so much energy to kill three horses in one night to come here, but now he heard this kind of news. How could Murong Xiu endure this?

"Milord, pay attention to your body. Xili can't leave without you right now." Zuo Dong saw the situation and jumped out. He said worriedly that if Murong Xiu fell right now, Xi Li would have been torn into pieces.

"We'll talk about it when we get back!" His veins were popping out as he rode his warhorse into the capital city. When he saw that all of the ministers and officials were kneeling on the ground, Murong Xiu's eyes were filled with grief. Thinking about it, a hundred officials paid homage to him for the sake of returning victorious, and now that he'd lost so badly, Murong Xiu's heart was filled with grief as well.

Although Xi Wen knew that this time, his West Li was going to face a calamity, but his small hand was being held tightly by Murong Xiu. Xi Wen could also feel the coldness in Murong Xiu's hand.

"Xi Wen, from now on, you will be learning from teacher Murong Bo. Do you see? Right now, I, Xi Li Da [1], am submitting to you, not to you. Do you know why?" Murong Xiu brought Xi Wen and walked inside the palace. As he spoke, his eyes were filled with an indescribable seriousness.

"Is it because This Emperor is still young?" Xi Wen asked weakly.

"That's not it. It's because you don't have that kind of ability. Right now, having strength is a representation of power. So, you want to train in martial arts and study in literature. Do you understand?" His gaze towards Xi Wen also eased up.

"Alright, I understand. I will listen to the Regent." Xi Wen's small eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Mm, that's good." After Murong Xiu finished speaking, he didn't say anything else and walked into the study.

"Men, call Mu Rong Bowen and Zuo Qian over."

"Yes, milord." This person was clearly the bodyguard that Murong Xiu had sent to watch Xi Wen. Xi Wen had only known that Murong Xiu had sent many people to watch him, while Eunuch Huang had always told him that these people were here to watch him.

Not long after, Murong Bo Wen and Zuo Qian rushed over.

"This subject greets Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, please get up. The Regent has something to say to you. I'll be leaving first." As he spoke, Xi Wen walked towards his own sleeping quarters. When he saw Xi Wen's actions, Zuo Dong shook his head in his heart. What was he fighting for? Even the Emperor didn't dare to offend Mu Rong Xiu.

"Murong Bowen, tell me everything. I want to know what happened." Murong Xiu coldly looked at Murong Bo Wen as he spoke. Murong Bo Wen's heart tightened the moment he met Murong Xiu's gaze.

"Yes, milord." "Yes!" Murong Bo replied in a low voice and told her everything that had happened in the past few days.

"Are you saying that although Blue Sky could have broken through the Western Palace, he was forced to retreat at the last moment?" Mu Rong Xiu frowned as he looked at Murong Bo Wen.

"Yes, this matter is indeed unimaginable. However, this is indeed the case. Lan Cang has only set fire to it."

"Bastard, you made people set a fire in front of your house. Do you not know how many people you want to tell?" When Murong Xiu heard Murong Bowen talk about Blue Sky's setting fire to the city, it was as if he had been slapped in the face.

"My lord, there is nothing I can do." When Murong Bo Wen said this, he lowered his head as if he was sticking it to the ground.

"That's right. Lord Murong Xiu, the matter has passed and you've returned. We still have to think over it carefully. Should we take care of the aftermath now?" Zuo Qian looked at Murong Xiu as he spoke, but he couldn't be more respectful towards him.

"Hmph, is there anything else I can do? The rest of the matters have already been set aflame by Lan Cang. At this moment, I'm afraid all the countries in the world know that I, Xi Li, have suffered a great defeat. " A chill went down Murong Xiu's spine as he thought this. He'd been a step too late in the end. Otherwise, how could Lan Cang have left so easily?

"My lord, I have a hundred officials present now. Although my soldiers and horses are injured, I will not tolerate any other small countries being so impudent." Zuo Qian continued.

"You are all really ignorant!" Even Murong Xiu let out a helpless sigh when he heard Zuo Dong's words. One of his opponents had already submitted to him, but seeing how pale his words were made Murong Xiu feel really helpless.

If I, Xi Li, were to be defeated, and Murong Xiu still has troops and horses with him, then once he breaks through, then this troop will definitely head towards the North Mountain Headquarters. At that time, even if Helian will destroy my last horse and army, they will be severely injured. Murong Xiu slapped his chair and coldly said. He had also instantly understood why Lan Cang would leave in the end.

"So that's how it is. This subordinate is ignorant." Zuo Dong wouldn't dare to vent his anger even if he was angry at the moment.

"Murong Bowen, all of his guards are dead?" Murong Xiu thought for a while before he asked with a lucky tone.

"Sir, yes, yes!" At this moment, even if Murong Bowen didn't want to talk about it, he had no choice but to say it. He knew that these elite soldiers were created by Murong Xiu, and the Soul Guards weren't as powerful as them.

"I know." When Murong Xiu finished listening, his expression turned cold and he waved his hand as he spoke with a powerless expression.

For a moment, the atmosphere became cold with Murong Xiu's silence, and Murong Xiu's heart was filled with an unspeakable depression. This battle was a complete defeat, and it was even more shameful than the previous one. Not only that, but he had also caused Lan Cang to set a great fire in front of his own house, so when he thought of this, even for a character like Murong Xiu, he couldn't help feeling a twinge of pain in his heart.

This was the first time he dared to kill them when he came back, and every time he thought of it, Murong Xiu's eyes would turn colder and colder. But what could he do now? He could only endure this, and in fact, Murong Xiu had already made up his mind. The north didn't dare to do anything too excessive to him, so if he was forced into a corner, he was afraid that he would risk his life to fight Helian Lie.

At this moment, Xi Li had already suffered a great calamity. He no longer had the strength to fight with the Northern Yue. The only way to proceed was to recuperate.