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Chapter 99: The Desolation of the Death War (1)

The moment the city gate was closed, Chu Muyan was stunned. He immediately stepped forward and pushed the closed city gate with both hands, but he couldn't push it no matter how hard he pushed it, "Feng Yujin!"

His mind blurred for a moment, and he remembered the last words Feng Yujin had just said to him, asking him to find the Chu family army. He took a look at the road to the north. A hundred miles away, there was the branch military camp of the Chu family, but there was no

The royal mobilization order, will the Chu family army come with him?

Before he started to move, an army appeared in front of him and blocked him.

Seeing that they were pretending to be city defenders from the Southern Kingdom, Chu Muyan paused for a moment, unable to realize why these people were blocking him with swords in their hands, but then he understood, "You guys, want to rebel?

"

The leader, riding on a horse, glanced at Chu Muyan who was standing in front of the city gate, "Rebellion? Why did you rebel? He just killed some people who came from the north."

He smiled coldly, how could they, who had been guarding the city for many years, not know that this was the second young master of the Chu family of the Southern Kingdom. They were just in awe in the past, but now they have become a must-kill, "Second Young Master, what we did today, no one can survive.

Therefore, you must die."

"Why treason?"

Chu Muyan didn't understand why.

"It's not treason, it's just a replacement for the emperor's army."

The coldness in the eyes of the man sitting on the horse was something Chu Muyan had seen many times in the Northern Imperial City, but he never thought that one day he would see this in the eyes of his own clan and comrades.

A look.

Chu Muyan smiled coldly and said, "Change someone else? Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is the rightful owner. What you do is treason."

"Second Young Master, don't say anything about Your Highness, Your Highness. Hasn't His Highness been sent to the Northern Kingdom and played to death by Su Yanzhi from the Northern Kingdom?"

The man sitting on the horse held a sword in his hand, but there was ridicule in his eyes, "Now, Su Yanzhi is also dead. When the seventh prince ascends the throne, we will conquer the Northern Kingdom in one fell swoop during the cholera epidemic in the Northern Kingdom."

The bold words sounded extremely ironic to Chu Muyan, "So, the Seventh Prince knew early on that it was His Highness the Crown Prince, right?"

"Yes, no one knows about it above the court. It's just that they are all in front of blind men who don't open their eyes."

It doesn't matter who is the king or the master, as long as it doesn't harm their interests.

The loyal people are thinking about the meaning of the prince's decision, and they respect the prince's decision, while the treacherous people are the more wanton cholera itself. Who in the Southern Kingdom dares to say that in the East Palace, that

The person who lives here is not the real Crown Prince.

"Why does His Highness the Crown Prince want to return to the country? Isn't it better to be a good hostage in the Northern Kingdom? The little Highness who stayed in the Southern Kingdom has a cowardly character. When the monarch dies, it is natural for him to change the master."

The person sitting on the horse had already made it clear that after the prince left the country, there was an undercurrent surging. The person who could best sit in the position of monarch was the Seventh Emperor's Uncle. But before, they thought that the Southern Kingdom's court was different from that of the Northern Kingdom, so they

I believe that there is still warmth of humanity in this southern country.

Now it seems that the struggle for power in the imperial family is the same. The corners of Chu Muyan's clothes were blown up by the yellow sand, and his thick eyes flashed through the silence, "Today, I want to leave. Let's see who dares to stop me.

Anyone who stands in my way will be killed for treason!"

Chu Muyan's beautiful eyes fell a little sadly. He raised his gaze to look at the gloomy sky and smiled sarcastically, "I once thought that my hands would not be stained with the red blood of the generals who defended the city. Now,

, but I’m going to break my promise.”

Looking back, he looked at the vermilion city gate, raised his hand, and gently wiped the traces left by years of war. Many of those traces were stained by wind and frost and were difficult to remove. Some of them were stained by knife.

The traces of the ridge are covered with new traces and can no longer be seen clearly.

His eyes were soft, and he stroked the marks with his fingertips, "Those who fight to the death for the country are all loyal and brave, so you just stay and watch while I fight a bloody path for Your Highness."

He clenched his hands tightly, and his eyes were slowly infected with murderous intent. He patted the locked city gate hard, "Feng Yujin, keep your highness safe and wait for me to come back! Definitely, wait for me to come back!"

Inside the city gate, he heard the low cry. Feng Yujin's silver hair fell down, and his eyes were rare and gentle. He listened to the sound of fighting outside the city wall and felt a little heavy. However, he believed that his Mu Yan would definitely be able to kill

Make a way out.

He pulled Gu Jingxu beside him and said, "Your Highness, we haven't died to the last one yet, and it's not yet time for you to stand in front of us."

Feng Yujin's voice fell, and the young man in blue who was standing aside stepped forward and looked up at the people surrounding them on the city wall, "Seventh Prince, what are you doing?"

The man standing on the city wall looked to be about 40 years old. He was wearing black armor and stood upright on the city wall. The troops around him were facing them with cold arrows in their hands.

"Little nephew, why did you come back from the Northern Kingdom? You shouldn't have come back. The emperor's uncle is still waiting for His Majesty to pass away and inherit the orthodoxy."

Gu Jingxu's eyes were looking at the people on the city wall. He could not clearly see the appearance of his seventh uncle, but thinking about it, he was probably laughing at him, laughing at how he could be so stupid. He had already guessed that something was wrong, but he still remained firm.

Go this way and enter the door of death.

He looked at the sky covered by dark clouds, and a drop of rain fell from the sky and landed on the side of his face.

His face was pale, but his eyes were calm, "It turns out that the open city gate is not the way to welcome us home."

Su Yanzhi, you showed me the sadness of people's hearts, and I saw it.

So, they should be blamed, right?

Yes, you should hate it. If you can survive, who can't hate it? Who can't complain?

It's not that I hate people's desolation, but that I hate being incompetent and powerless, which makes people around me hurt.

"Su Yanzhi, you really made me see clearly. It turns out that there is nothing different about the emperor's family, they are all the same. As long as...if the cause and effect is changed a little bit, everything will lead to the same result."

Taking a step back, he slowly retreated behind Feng Yujin, "Yujin, I believe you can get out."

"Look for an opportunity and go out."

He stopped in the shadows, pierced his hand with the fox-faced hairpin he carried with him, and then wrote a paragraph behind Feng Yujin: Today, the current Qi King Gu Qingnian rebels

, kill...

As he wrote this, his hand paused, but it was cold, and finally his fingertips dropped with blood.

Proton, Gu Jingxi's order. Therefore, I leave a last word with my life: I hope that the royal family and the current prince will see clearly and order the Chu family's national army to flatten the surname Gu, the gate of King Qi's city gate, and King Qi Qingnian, and kill others who are in trouble.
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