Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Heipao's eyes looked coldly at Murong Zhen's leaving figure. Just as he was going down the city, a screaming whistle sounded from his mouth, and there were a lot of tents in the inner city in Miyagi. Peng, in the military station, there are countless iron horses rushing out, unlike those outside the city who are fighting fires everywhere, people wearing locks, but horses are often not armored, this time they came out, but they are all armored like fake packages. Riding, just like the iron-clad death **** who was dispatched during the Battle of Linqu, even, on the side of each war horse, there is a side horse of the same armor, which is loaded with all kinds of weapons and equipment, from the quiver to the hammer of the secondary weapon. Mace, everything is available.

Murong Zhen himself also stepped on a tall horse. This black horse is muscular and sturdy. It fits Murong Zhen's burly figure. The white-bearded veteran stood up on his horse and took a shot from the guards around him. The passed Ma Jian, held up high, and said loudly: "Garakijijiro, it's time for you to play!"

The armored horses in the city uttered bursts of cheers, and everyone yelled rhythmically in unison with one frequency: "Exterminate Wuer, Exterminate Wuer, Armored riders, the world is invincible!"

Murong Zhen laughed and nodded in satisfaction: "Very well, what you want is this aura. You have been bored for half a year in defending the city. The people outside the city have no food every day and starve to death in large quantities, but you There are buns and buns in the city, and there are beef and mutton to eat. When you eat these, you look at the people who starve to death outside the city. What are you thinking?"

With tears in the eyes of all the armored horses, they raised their arms and shouted: "Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a while, kill, kill, kill!"

Murong Zhen said loudly: "Very well, remember, the soldiers who died in the battle at the head of the city, and the tribesmen who died of starvation in the city before, died for you. They used their lives to keep your troops and horses fighting. It is at this time to play a role. The armored rider is the elite of the elite of Dayan, the trump card of the trump card, and the last pillar of our Murong clan. Usually, it is the time of decisive victory. In the final victory, I heard everything clearly. Now let me go to Beicheng, listen to my orders, go out of the city, and trample to death all the Jin troops who are attacking the city under our iron hoof, for the brothers who died in Linqu, Take revenge for the people who starved to death in Guanggu City!"

The armored horses roared in unison: "Vengeance, revenge, revenge!"

Murong Town pulled Majiang, turned around and shouted: "Zhongerlang, come with me, kill Wuer!"

Teams of armoured outfits, whizzing and whistling, passed through the gate of the inner city like a whistle, and followed behind Murong Town, like long dragons, along the city’s more than ten gallops. , Rushed to the northern city. In this half of the city to the south, the soldiers on horseback, like firefighters, went back and forth to the gates. Only this half of the city to the north, almost all the streets and lanes were empty. The child’s effort also filled the armored cavalry in an instant, as in Nancheng, there is always soot soaring to the sky!

Heipao's eyes were cold and stern, staring at the gate of the north city, standing with his sons on horseback, facing the cavalry who galloped out of the gate, and cheering Murong Town, the corner of his mouth lightly hooked. By my side, I don’t know when, wearing a palace costume, charming He Lanmin, holding a baby in her arms, this baby sleeps soundly, and in the sound of the skyrocketing killing, there is also a peaceful side of her own, which seems a kind of weird Weird feeling.

The black robe didn't turn his head to look at He Lanmin, and said calmly: "What medicine did you give this child named Yizhen to make him so quiet?" Gu

He Lanmin smiled slightly: "But there is no way for the small half of the soothing pills. This child has been crying and crying, and his mother is not by his side, and I don't have milk to feed him, so I have to let him sleep well first."

Heipao said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that Muronglan will come back and ask you to settle the account?"

He Lanmin smiled and said: "Let her child get a good night's sleep, instead of going through the blood and fighting in this world early, she thanked me that it was too late, why did she ask me to settle the account? At least, Xiaoyi is really safe now. "

Hei Pao turned his head and looked at He Lanmin: "You brought this child to me, do you want to show allegiance to me and show your loyalty?"

He Lanmin shook his head: "I have always been loyal to you. Although sometimes I am a bit cautious to save my life and for our Helan Department, it's not like Gongsun's fifth floor, which has done you wrong. Let alone. Muronglan is like this, the girls are outgoing, betraying you for the sake of men."

Hei Pao smiled and shook his head: "Okay, He Lanmin, you don't have to be hypocritical here with me now, Gongsun's fifth floor is incompetent, Muronglan is more seduced by Liu Yu, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com and you have never been loyal to me. We have been called master and apprentice master and servant for so many years. In fact, we just used each other. When you were in the Northern Wei Dynasty, you thoughtfully designed to kill Tuobagui. , I want your son to ascend to the throne so that he can get rid of my control from now on, dare you still say loyal?"

"After I rescued you back to Nanyan, you released Murong Lan in private in an attempt to seize the military power in this Guanggu city and prevent me from coming back. Do you think I don't know these actions?"

He Lanmin smiled slightly: "Because I think, in your current situation, Linqu suffered a miserable defeat, lost all prestige, Guanggu is no more than a lonely city, and the people are panicked. It seems that it is unstoppable and not worth defending. I release Murong Lan, I want her to let go of those Han captured musicians to make peace with Liu Yu. This is for the good of Dayan, for the good of the soldiers and people in the city. I think it is also for your own good. If you regard these as betrayals, you can only Say you are really good or bad."

Speaking of this, Helanmin paused: "For so many years, you have been letting Muronglan do her own thing, because she is your sister, and I am just an outsider in the Helan tribe, but don’t forget, from From the beginning of the grassland to the Northern Wei Dynasty, I did more for you than her. Even for your plan and great cause, my tribe collapsed. My husband turned against me and died in my hands. My son was killed. People live and eat. I have paid so much for you. Is this what you gave me in return? At this point, I can't have any plans of my own?"

Heipao’s gaze fell on the child in Helanmin’s arms: “So, your current plan is to bet on both sides, and Chengpo will go to Liu Yu with Yizhen. Even if Muronglan is dead, you can still protect yourself. You save your life for the child’s credit. If the city is guarded, you will return the child to Murong Lan and continue to be my good apostle, right?"