"But the minister doesn't know"

"Because whether you admit it or not, the national strength of the Great Yan Kingdom is still too weak."

Murong Meng said sadly: "I have always endured humiliation and paid tribute to the Sui State. Isn't it that I want to survive under the oppression of the enemy, and then develop and strengthen myself, and wait for one day to step on all the enemies under my feet and show my pride? But the Dayan State is not what you seem to be on the surface. The four cities in the north are successively destroyed by the enemy, because the ministers and people of the Dayan State are not united. What they see are their own interests, not the interests of the Dayan State."

"So, I want you to remember one thing."

Although Murong Changlan didn't care about Murong's words, he still bowed his head and said, "Son of mine listen to the teachings of his father."

Murong Meng looked at him and said seriously: "If the Great Yan Kingdom can survive this disaster, the first thing you need to do after inheriting the throne in the future is not to expand territory, but to stabilize the court. The enemies in Da Yan are far more terrifying than those outside... As long as no one dares to question your throne, only if you hold a country that is absolutely unified and obedient in your hands, you can step out steadily."

"Father"

Murong Changlan said: "I think that expanding territory is not a way to unite the country? Now some people in Dayan do put the interests of their respective families first, but as long as they value interests, they are not unable to make them obey. This method, I think that it is to go to war with the outside world. If people from various families can gain enough benefits from war, they will gradually go from obedience to the court."

Murong Meng was slightly stunned and couldn't help but shake his head: "Lan'er, you can see a certain depth when you look at things, but you have bypassed the superficial things."

"What the Father taught is... But if the Father cannot destroy those families, he can only find ways to divert their attention from the interests of dividing the Great Yan Kingdom, right?"

Just as Murong Meng was about to say something, he saw someone running over hurriedly outside, shouting, "Your Majesty! What's wrong with you!"

The monk Wuji, who was sitting cross-legged in the square, opened his eyes when he heard this eager cry, seemed to have thought of something, but he did not react. He closed his eyes again and turned a blind eye to the running man. The person who ran over to report the news glanced at him and then passed by, rushed straight to Murong Meng and said something hurriedly.

Murong's face changed suddenly, and his teeth clenched.

"Zhu Chijian...you really made me underestimate it!"

The man reported the news gasped and said, "The commander of the Black Flag Army, Fang Jie, only brought two people to the outside of the city gate and asked to open the city gate into the city. The general who guarded the city did not dare to open the door, but the prime minister said that there were only three people on the other side, and if they didn't open the door, the enemy would underestimate us. In addition, there was a national commander in Hei Shang, so he opened the city gate... But who would have thought that Fang Jie was not going to come to the palace at all, and his goal was to open the door of Dali City!"

Murong Meng's body shook involuntarily, and the anger in his eyes was burning like fire.

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City Gate

Blood flows into a river

Xie Fuyao stood outside the city gate, standing alone, but everyone could not get close to half a step. When the guardian found that the three people had no intention of moving forward after entering the city gate, they realized that the three people were not going to the palace to fight the monk who was wronged, or came to snatch the city gate. But who would have thought that only three people on the other side would dare to do this?

Unless the madman, who would have thought of such a solution? No matter how limited the troops in Dali City are, it is not something that three people can resist. Even if they are great practitioners, they will eventually be tired. Faced with endless rebellion, how long can the three people last? It won’t take long to kill people until they are exhausted.

The side of the city gate was standing there, fighting against the national master Hei Shang. The power of the two people when they fought was not allowed to be approached. Even if someone with good cultivation wanted to avoid them and rushed into the door and closed the city gate again, the fat Taoist who looked harmless in the door became a mountain blocking the road. Anyone who wanted to cross him would have to pay the price of bleeding.

At this time, the defenders began to think of other ways. Someone suggested using a hanging basket to put the master down from the city wall and then rush into the city gate from outside.

So, they faced a young man carrying a sword.

The other party obviously had a plan. The young man with a sword was guarding the outside, and the fat Taoist was supporting them in the middle. As long as they could hold on for half an hour, the cavalry of the Black Flag Army could reach it. But this was only a theoretical matter, because the people of Nanyan could not watch the cavalry of the Black Flag Army coming in. In this half an hour, the cavalry of the Black Flag Army was rushing here, and the defense of the South Yan also began to mobilize on a large scale, going out from other city gates to the north gate.

If the Nanyan army stopped the Black Flag Army cavalry, then Fang Xie would not be as simple as persisting for half an hour. What the three of them would have to face at that time were tens of thousands of Nanyan soldiers and practitioners in the entire Dali City.

This method can indeed be thought of only madmen. Once the Black Flag Army cavalry is blocked, the three of them will lose their support, either try their best to break through the siege, or they will die in battle due to exhaustion. There is no example of no army fighting to death with the death of great cultivators in history, but it is this specific time that they can appear.

Because the prerequisite for the army to fight to the death is that the great practitioners will not retreat but fight to the end.

"Liangyi Sword"

Xie Fuyao gently spit out three words from his mouth, and the killing began to unfold. Those practitioners who came down from the city wall and wanted to attack the city gate from outside began to fall down one after another after the three words exited. At this moment, they finally understood what Jian Ruoyoulong meant.

There were more and more corpses outside the door, and a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually emerged from Xie Fuyao's forehead. He took the time to look back at Fang Jie and found that although Fang Jie was only facing one person, it was far more pressure than his side. The guy in a big red robe seemed very difficult to deal with.

Chess meets the opponent!

Fang Jie has encountered someone who is similar to his physical condition, and Luo Yao is one of them. However, when Fang Jie and Luo Yao fought against him, Luo Yao's powerful body had been injured by Yang Jian. At that time, Luo Yao relied on his strong cultivation, not his physical body to fight Fang Jie.

But this man named Hei Shang National Master actually fought with Fang Jie in terms of physical fitness without any difficulty!

This has to surprise Fang Jie.

boom!

The two people's fists collided together again. With the huge force, both of them took a few steps back by the opponent's strength. This pure muscle struggle made people shudder, and their power was even more direct and shocking than the competition of internal strength! The battles between great practitioners are often completed at a certain distance. Fang Jie and the national master of Hei Shang used a more direct method.

Melee!

Fang Jie met a person with such a sharp melee for the first time.

From the beginning, the two of them gave up the ranged attack at the same time, but chose to fight close to the opponent. Fang Jie has always had such confidence, and who would have thought that the national teacher of Hei Shang also had such confidence?

After this punch, the clothes on both of them were already shattered by the other party, and the exposed arms were bulging like dragons.

"Amazed?"

The national master of Hei Shang smiled grimly: "Do you think no one can fight you in close combat? Today I want to let you see that things that come from nature are not necessarily stronger than those that come from nature!"

He lit up again under his feet, stepped out a large pit on the pavement made of blue bricks, and rushed towards Fang Jie like a cannonball. Fang Jie did not retreat at all and met him straight!

But at this moment, Fang Jie had to think about it.

Why

This black national master has such a strong physique? But he said that he did not come innately but acquired? What happened to this person that made him undergo such a huge change?

Bang!
Chapter completed!