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Chapter 393 After you sing, I will appear

After saying that, Wang Zhidao raised his head, stared at Wu Nian's face, and observed Wu Nian's expression changes.

[Follower of Yan Emperor] Of course this is nonsense.

The Mongolian and Yuan people had no historical materials of their own at all, only a little scraps of materials. Sporadic records are recorded in Goguryeo and Han historical books.

But it doesn't matter, there is a very useful method in this world, to fake it.

Just like if an ambitious man wants to be king, he will suddenly find an ancient seal letter and declare to the outside world that this is fate.

So he followed the trend and became king.

In order to be able to enter the Central Plains and stay firm for a long time, the Mongols tried every means to increase their aura.

This historical material.

It was almost spring this year, when the Mongolian Yuan nobles dug up an ancient tomb and took out the broken bamboo slips from the tomb chamber. The above was written very clearly.

After being the Yan Emperor Shennong, Meng Yuan, he traveled all the way to life in the north.

Even the genealogy inheritance is very clear.

This thing is a smart person at a glance, but it will become real over time. Moreover, it can also be resolved by Wu Nian’s so-called Yan Han.

Didn't expect it?

We are not barbarians, we are the same clan. You don’t have to exclude us because we are good brothers.

Wang Zhidao's idea is good, and the Mongolian Yuan court's idea is also good.

But it has a negative effect.

Wu Nian's face turned into a expressionless face, and the words could no longer describe the anger in his heart. Yan Han had a sacred nature in his heart.

He does not believe in Buddhism, does not believe in God, and of course he does not believe in ghosts.

Only respect our ancestors.

This is faith, this is spirit.

If the Han people have no ancestors, then will he still be a Han people? It is just a loss of the body of the soul.

so.

During this war, he sacrificed Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, giving the military and civilians the courage to burn their boats, defeated Jin Huanshan, and finally won the victory.

And now.

The guy in front of him, talking lies with his eyes open, actually blasphemed the Yan Emperor Shennong?

With a "touch", Wu Nian pushed the coffee table hard with his right hand, overthrew the coffee table to the ground, then pulled out the steel knife at his waist, stood up and walked towards Wang Zhidao, and put the steel knife on his neck.

"Da da da da da!!!"

The personal soldiers guarding outside the main hall heard the movement and thought someone was assassinating their own general. They hurriedly trotted in, pulled out the steel knives at their waists and pointed at Wang Zhidao.

The envoy is a high-risk profession, and he is also a Mongolian envoy who visited Beishan Fort. Since Wang Zhidao chose to come, he was naturally mentally prepared and he was not afraid of death.

But he was very sorry that he knew that his mission was over this time. Wu Nian simply did not make any progress, high-ranking officials and generous salaries were not allowed, and he could not be granted a title of king.

Don’t want wealth, don’t want beauty.

Even after the Mongols claimed to be the [Yan Emperor], he did not accept it.

There is no other way except to fight hard.

"Huh." Wang Zhidao turned his head and looked at the steel knife on his neck. His face remained unchanged. He looked up and said to Wu Nian: "General Wu. Why do you have to go to the end? As the saying goes, multiple

Friends, there are many roads. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should think about your family, right?”

"Unfortunately, I like Han Xin. I like to fight with my back, and go to the forefront, and fight again with a grand battle. The winners take all, and the whole family dies together if they lose."

Wu Nian smiled coldly and moved the blade to Wang Zhidao's neck, quickly leaving a red line on his skin.

Wang Zhidao felt a pain in his neck, and then a warm liquid was left behind. But his face still remained calm and said, "Then general, kill me."

"But please let the general put me in peace and don't hang my head on the city gate."

But Wu Nian took back the steel knife in his hand and said lightly: "No. Killing you has no meaning. Instead, it seems that I, Wu Nian, have no ruling."

"Go back and tell your emperor. Don't do these things anymore. Come and kill me. If he doesn't kill me, I will kill him."

"Sooner or later, I will raise 100,000 troops to attack your capital."

"see a visitor out."

Wu Nian raised his head and looked at a tall personal soldier beside him and said.

"Yes." The tall soldier replied loudly, then looked at Wang Zhidao with his murderous eyes, clasped his fists and said, "Please."

Wang Zhidao took a deep look at Wu Nian, stood up slowly, then clasped his fists and left openly.

The tigers in Liaodong hated the Mongols.

Today I have experienced it.

Ambition is courage, and resoluteness is resoluteness.

But it's too naive.

It's easy for you to kill me.

But if you want to raise 100,000 troops, kill the Mongol Yuan Dadu, and kill our emperor. That would be impossible. The State of Chu is so huge and so powerful.

Nothing can do this.

What's more, you little man who claims to be the [General of the Supplementary Han] and the governor of Liaodong?

As Wang Zhidao left, a personal soldier stayed, intending to help the coffee table that was pushed down by Wu Nian, and the rest left with their fists.

Wu Nian waved his hand at the personal soldier, then bent down and helped the coffee table up, then sat on the Grand Master's chair, breathing a sigh of relief.

This person named Wang Zhidao is really a miracle doctor.

It cured my hypotension for eight hundred years.

A barbarian dared to claim to be the descendant of [Yan Emperor].

Damn it. I wish I could lift a big sword of 100 meters, fly the clouds and fog to Dadu in the Mongolian Yuan, and then cut the Dadu in one and two pieces.

Wu Nian sat on the Grand Master's chair, keeping this position motionless. It took a long time to calm down his high blood pressure, stand up calmly, and walk towards the gate.

Let’s eat the rice step by step.

First accumulate strength, then fight with the Mongol Yuan people with real swords and spears. Don’t become fat in one bite.

After leaving the main hall, Wu Nian went along the corridor to the gate of the mansion. On the way, the officials in the General's Mansion of the Han Dynasty came and went in a hurry, as if they were busy.

But whenever they see Wu Nian, they will stop and bend down to salute before leaving.

Some officials Wu Nian knew, while others did not. But no matter whether they knew or did not, Wu Nian would nod and return the favor.

When he arrived at the gate, a team of personal soldiers had already been waiting. Wu Nian planned to go back to the Wu Mansion without thinking.

The team of people in front attracted Wu Nian's attention.

A team of people who should be guarding the city soldiers came over surrounded by a very low-key carriage, and some entourage personnel were also following the carriage.

Wu Nian could see at a glance that these should be soldiers in the army, and they were a group of people who were very brave and good at fighting.

Since they were surrounded by soldiers, these entourage personnel must not be soldiers from Beishan Fort.

Could it be the State of Chu? Or the warrior of Goguryeo? Since that's the case, is it the envoy of the emperor or the envoy of Goguryeo in the carriage?

That's interesting.

My Wu Nian is in pairs today.

"General." The soldiers also saw Wu Nian and immediately bent down to salute. The soldiers guarding the carriage raised their heads and looked at Wu Nian and looked at this person.

Liaodong tiger.

"Who is in the carriage?" Wu Nian asked.

"General Wu. I am Cao Zhenglang of Goguryeo. According to the will of the king, I came to Beishan Fort to pay homage to the general." Without waiting for the soldiers to answer, the person in the carriage revealed his identity. Then the curtain of the carriage was lifted by a white and slender hand.
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