Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In the Ten Thousand Horse Camp.

Bao BuTong, Jiang Zian and others stood respectfully in front of Murong Fu, reporting on the battle situation in Song Capital.

"Master, the battle only lasted for about an hour, and the entire capital of Song Dynasty has fallen."

"The same is true in the Imperial City. I heard that the Imperial Guards resisted desperately, but their morale was not good, and because of the large number of people on the other side, they all died in the battle."

Murong Fu was silent for a moment and praised: "They are all good!"

Afterwards, I still felt that the whole battle seemed weird.

Why did his cheap father-in-law believe Guo Jing's lies? asked:

"Where's Ling Luoshi? Where is he?"

"I heard it's on the way and we won't arrive until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest." Jiang Zian said.

Murong Fu walked to the sand table to deduce the movements of the Yuan army, and finally pointed to the place above and said, "If I remember correctly, there is a small bridge here in Hougang, right?"

"Yes, but on the bridge there, a maximum of three adults can walk abreast." Pang Zhengzhi said.

Murong Fu glanced at Pang Zhengzhi and said:

"Zian, take him and a few people who know the nearby waters to ambush him everywhere."

"As soon as you find the Yuan army, come back and report it immediately."

"Master, are you worried about him escaping overnight?" Bao BuTong guessed.

"The Yuan army dares to go deep alone. No matter what the purpose is, they will not stay long." Murong Fu explained.

Jiang Zian quickly replied: "I understand, I will go right now."

"Yes." Murong Fu watched the other party leave, then turned around and asked, "Brother Bao San, where are the twelve red cannons that His Majesty gave me?"

"Go back to the Young Master, he is in Ten Thousand Horse Camp."

"Okay, later on wherever the Yuan army crosses the river, use twelve red cannons to blast me." Murong Fu said harshly.

Everyone in the camp couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

The Yuan army had been fighting for a day and was already exhausted. How could they be blasted with twelve red cannons and be slaughtered like sheep with missing legs?

Thinking of this, everyone knelt down and praised: "Your Majesty is wise!"

"Well, Ma Kongqun stays, you all go get ready." Murong Fu waved his hand and asked everyone to leave.

Ma Kongqun looked at Murong Fu in confusion and saluted, "Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?"

"Go and prepare a big boat immediately, and take Cuinong to wait for me at Heigangkou." Murong Fu ordered without saying much.

Ma Kongqun frowned slightly, wondering where to find a boat at this point. He hesitated slightly and said, "What if someone doesn't agree?"

Murong Fu stared at Ma Kongqun, glanced lightly, and said, "Do you need me to tell you this answer?"

"No need, I'll do it right away." Ma Kongqun's heart trembled.

Secretly, Murong Fu's eyes were obviously more terrifying than a few days ago.

He even had the illusion that if the other party wanted to kill him, one move would be enough.

Inside the capital of Song Dynasty.

Wang Baobao plundered everything he could and wished he could take back all the tiles from the palace.

"Brother, we might as well stick to the Song capital and wait for my father's army. Why go back?" Zhao Min suggested while looking at the Yuan army desperately searching for supplies.

"No, my father's army is too late." Wang Baobao said in a deep voice.

"Why? Didn't we get here easily?" Huanwan asked curiously.

Wang Baobao shook his head and explained: "You don't know that Emperor Yuan made an agreement with others. If he releases the Yuan army to attack the Song capital, Emperor Yuan will recognize his status."

"Otherwise, why do you think we can cross Heze and attack Song Capital so easily?"

"Forgive me for this." Zhao Min and the two girls suddenly realized.

Wang Baobao smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, I'll take a few of you to see the current Emperor Song."

In the Jinluan Hall of the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Huan, the Eight Wise Kings, and Qin Hui, our model of national harmony, are all among them.

The officials were anxiously following the ants on the hot pot.

One by one, they looked at me and I looked at you.

I wish I could turn into a sparrow and fly out of here right away.

"Hey, I was really blinded by lard. I listened to Guo Jing's big words, so why did I set up the [Tianmen Array]?"

"I regret even more that I didn't listen to my consort and leave more troops in the capital of Song Dynasty."

The Eighth Sage King shook his head: "If King Yan is in the city, there is no need for that liar Guo Jing to fight. He can definitely lead the imperial guards to defend until King Qin's army returns."

When Zhao Huan heard this, his face hurt.

If he didn't have ancestral suspicion, why would he send Murong Fu to die in the Ming Dynasty?

It's better now. Not only did he hurt Murong Fu, but he also cheated himself.

"Well, Your Majesty, we should think of a way now. Surrender or die?" Qin Hui asked.

When Zhao Huan heard the word "death", he couldn't help but tremble all over.

The last time he was injured was three years ago. His hand was scratched by a leaf. If the doctor Xuan hadn't arrived quickly, it seemed to have healed.

Now let him put a knife on his neck. Wouldn't it be more uncomfortable than killing him?

"Your Majesty, I am willing to go to hell with you." Queen Renhuai Zhu Lian said.

Later, other concubines also agreed, willing to live and die with Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan was speechless. He didn't want to die yet. He looked sadly at the moonlight outside the window and said leisurely:

"An ant still cares about his life. How can I, the majestic Emperor of the Song Dynasty, die so easily?"

"Gou Jian, the king of Yue, endured the humiliation of his crotch while lying on the firewood and tasting his courage."

"How can my generation of Emperor Song be inferior to them?"

When all the officials heard Zhao Huan's touching declaration, they all clapped their hands and applauded:

"Your Majesty has such great ambitions, which is actually the prosperity of our Song Dynasty."

"I can't say, the prince will find a way to redeem you."

When Zhao Huan heard the word "prince", his mind became more active. He looked at Zhu Lian and said:

"They are right, we have a good son and he will definitely come to save us."

"Well, the emperor can definitely do it." Zhu Lian held Zhao Huan's hand and nodded heavily. They believed that their son would definitely be Mingjun.

The couple just finished speaking.

With a "pop", the door of Jinluan Palace was kicked open.

A group of Yuan soldiers walked in quickly.

The leaders were none other than Wang Baobao, Zhao Min, and Huan Huan.

"Haha, Emperor Song, I didn't expect us to meet again like this." Zhao Min greeted Zhao Heng with a slight smile.

"I really didn't expect you to come back so soon." Zhao Huan lowered his head in frustration.

Zhao Min looked around and said with a hint of ridicule: "I heard that King Murong Fu of Yan specifically reminded you before he left that our military expedition to the Ming Dynasty was most likely a false plan to attack Guo."

"Don't know whether it's true or not?"

Zhao Huan's face turned red and he said reluctantly: "Yes, the prince-in-law did remind me."

"Prince-in-law?" Huanwan was stunned. When did Murong Fu become the prince-in-law again?

Zhao Min once sent Huan Huan to assassinate Murong Fu. Knowing that the two knew each other, he explained:

"Yes, not long ago, when you were still in seclusion, our Emperor Song married his two precious princesses to Murong Fu."

"Otherwise, there will be two more stunning beauties here."