The capital was decorated with lights and the 100,000 Yulin Army left the city and set up its formation thirty miles away. The entire capital was almost exhausted, and all the people of the capital ran out to see their heroes, and the young general who was defeated by the millions of wilderness who fought with three battles and three victories in the critical moment.

"Here's here!" Someone shouted, and people looked up at the front, and saw figures gradually appearing on the horizon, with more and more figures. One hundred thousand troops slowly walked slowly from a distance.

Many people burst into tears when they watched this scene. Although they did not go to the battlefield, they could imagine how big battle these soldiers who could return had experienced. They wandered in life and death on the battlefield many times, and they were to defend their country!

A low sob began to appear among the people. As the sob appeared, many people cried. Some of these people's children also joined the army, but this time they may not be able to come back.

"Look! Is that Marshal Mo Feng walking in front of him wearing a robe?" People quickly looked at Mo Feng, wearing black armor, who was flying long hair at this time, and as Mo Feng got closer and closer, countless people took a breath of air conditioning.

I saw Mo Feng wearing black armor and a cold face, which was not surprising to them. What was really surprised was that Mo Feng was actually carrying a huge coffin at this moment!

"Hold the coffin and fight to the death!" When everyone saw this picture, these four words appeared in their hearts, but of course they didn't know that the coffin was not Mo Feng's, but Zhang Wei's. At this moment, Zhang Wei was lying quietly in the coffin, but he could no longer stand up.

"Follow me to welcome the army!" Mo Wencang's face looked bad. The commander of the triumphant army came back with the coffin. What does this mean? Did this guy rebellion?

Mo Wencang dispelled the thought in his heart. This is the capital. Even if Mo Peak is really possessed by a god, it is absolutely impossible to use 100,000 soldiers to defeat his 300,000 elite soldiers.

The army on both sides slowly approached, and finally, surrounded by countless people, Mo Wencang finally saw for the first time what his "Seventh Prince" looked like.

Mo Feng is not very handsome, but for so long he has been in charge of the army, Mo Feng has invisibly formed a general trend, so at this time Mo Feng still feels very heroic.

When he saw Mo Feng, Mo Wencang didn't know how he should call Mo Feng, who suddenly appeared and pretended to be the seventh prince.

"Your Majesty!" Mo Feng placed the coffin in front of him and then knelt on one knee on the ground and opened the coffin in front. When the coffin was opened, Ji Feng, who was standing beside Mo Wencang, saw Zhang Wei's appearance.

Although Zhang Wei has been dead for a long time, due to the cold weather and special treatment, Zhang Wei's body has not deformed at all. When Ji Feng saw clearly that the person who died was his second brother, he suddenly felt like a mountain collapse.

"Your Majesty, in the battle of Yanbei, General Zhang led 20,000 troops to lead the enemy in order to win the army, and fought to the death for a day without retreating. In the end..." Mo Feng said as he lowered his head. At this moment, Mo Feng was not pretending. Every time he thought of Zhang Wei's death in battle, Mo Feng felt a little uncomfortable.

Mo Wencang looked at Zhang Wei. At this time, Ji Feng had already rushed to the coffin. He held Zhang Wei's body in both hands, and tears could no longer be blocked by his eyes.

Ji Feng didn't shout because Ji Feng could see that Zhang Wei had a hint of relief on his face. Maybe he got something satisfactory when he died, otherwise he would not have been like this.

Mo Feng turned his head and looked at Mo Wencang, who was in a calm face and said, "The wilderness invaded my Yuyang and killed my Yuyang for nearly a million men. Now the wilderness suffered heavy losses and almost collapsed. Please let Your Majesty approve Mo Feng to lead his troops to fight to sweep the wilderness!" Mo Feng's voice was so loud that both civil and military officials and ordinary people who followed Mo Feng heard it.

When the officials heard these words, they naturally showed various thoughts on their faces, but when the people heard these words, they shouted words sweeping across the wilderness!

For a moment, the whole scene was almost out of control. Mo Wencang looked at this scene and smiled on his face. He took two steps forward to help Mo Feng up from the ground and said, "Master Mo has been traveling a long journey, and now it is snowing. Even if he wants to pursue the victory, he should wait until the beginning of spring..." Mo Wencang said this, and the faces of countless ministers changed drastically. Even Ji Feng turned around and looked at Mo Wencang in surprise.

The three words Marshal Mo are not called casually. Mo Wencang called out the three words Marshal Mo in front of the officials and the common people here, which almost confirmed the position of Commander Mo Feng.

"Your Majesty, it's no time to go too late!" Mo Feng went further and pressed step by step.

Mo Wencang looked at the young man in front of him. He suddenly realized that even though he had already thought Mo Feng very well, he still underestimated him.

He took the initiative and took advantage of the people to suppress him, and at the same time, he forced himself to have no way out.

"We will return to the palace to discuss this matter first. The palace has prepared a welcome banquet for Marshal Mo. This time the soldiers also need a temporary rest during the long journey. If there is anything, we will discuss it again when we go back!" Mo Wencang really had no choice. If Mo Feng threatened him not to be afraid, the 300,000 elite troops in his hand were enough to instantly level Mo Feng.

But Mo Feng relied on the people, and this move to pursue the victory was something Mo Wencang never expected in his dream. Looking at the radical appearance of the people of Yuyang, he probably would never have the possibility of directly taking back the military power.

The emperor did not do whatever he wanted. The emperor needed to consider more. The stability of the country, whether the people live and work in peace, and whether foreign tribes invaded were all things he needed to consider.

Mo Feng became a god in three battles, and the prestige established by Yuyang was no different. At this time, he won Mo Feng and did not say whether the people agreed or not. He would only talk about Mo Feng’s contribution to Yuyang, so he would not dare to do anything randomly.

The general was in danger to save the country. He was about to take advantage of the victory to seek justice for the empire, but the emperor cut off his military power. This not only made the hearts of the people but also the soldiers, but also, Mo Wencang would also get the title of a weak and tyrant monarch.

Mo Wencang looked at Mo Feng in front of him. He knew that this young man had been planning for a long time. No wonder he dared to return directly after defeating the wilderness. It turned out that he had already had a way to deal with everything.

"What should I do?" Mo Wencang thought in his heart, and when he stepped onto the throne, his eyes suddenly lit up as if he had thought of some way to win...
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