Chapter 79 The Wrath of the Emperor

The first year of Mengyang Linxi, October 19th.

The vast Chinasi people finally left the densely populated area of Mengyang, and the wolves in the far north full of gold wealth and food slowly marched towards the towering wilderness and mountains. Along the way, the warriors' eyes were full of joy and satisfaction. The summer drought made these poor herdsmen suffer. If they didn't come to grab Mengyang's money and food, millions of grassland people would never survive this doomed cold winter.

Nearly 40,000 people died in the field of Chinas, more than 10,000 of whom are precious and brave cavalry warriors. Such a loss can only be recovered by at least a whole generation of grassland barbarian young people. Not anyone can become a vigorous riding warrior. First of all, it is rare to shoulder such a heavy armor, and secondly, it is also necessary to wave the five feet*... Ordinary people who wave such a heavy sword are easy to sprain their wrists. Only strong warriors can use it easily when they are young. Finally, they must be able to control barbarian heroes such as the feet of the gods. Jun.

If you can become a member of the vigorous rider, the whole family of this barbarian warrior will jump into an upper class. Although it is not as high as the aristocracy, it is much more detached than the ordinary herdsman family. Many slaves chose to become fierce rider warriors to change the status quo. The heroic horse is the heavy cavalry emperor on the grassland, which is the supreme glory! The Chinas tribe also relied on more than 40,000 vigorous horses to suppress the rest of the major tribes and was worshipped as the lord of the grassland.

But the loss of this magnificent riding is really great. The more than 10,000 warriors hanged in the shield wall could not even take back the armor - it doesn't matter if the warrior dies, but the armor and * must be recovered. These precious armors are more expensive than the lives of the samurai. If the warrior dies, he can train again. If the armor is lost, it is an irreparable loss. These 40,000 heavy armors are the best steel bought by the greedy southern blacksmiths of the barbarians who spent all the money of the war a hundred years ago. They asked the best southern blacksmiths to make them. Each armor costs hundreds of gold, which is not affordable for the poor barbarians at all. If Zhuo Ligetu failed to defeat the then Emperor Anyang at that time, the barbarians on the grassland were doomed to extinction.

Fortunately, I got enough gold this time, and it is not difficult to recover the loss. As long as you have money, nothing will be a problem. The barbarians have the most powerful samurai, but they are not as well equipped as the southerners, especially those made by skilled craftsmen in the south. Otherwise, they would have used the strongest war horses on the grassland to trample Mengyang's city into the most vast pasture!

The king's amber eyes look at the sky in the north, the endless wilderness and mountains are like the backbone of giant beasts, and the iron-blue mountains exude the vicissitudes of life under the blue sea-like sky in the far north! This mountain range between the north and the south is a natural barrier against the grassland barbarians and the support of southerners! For so many years in history, in the Jingxi Dynasty before Mengyang, this mountain range has become the biggest obstacle for barbarians to get involved in the rich and beautiful southern land. Crossing this mountain range is the endless plain in the south. However, the barbarians are reluctant to let the horses' hoofs step on the fields in the south. Although it is not theirs, they are reluctant... In the eyes of the grassland people who have been eating meat for a long time, grain is equivalent to gold.

There is a faint smile on the corners of the king's mouth, and he can already see the wilderness and mountains. As long as he climbs over the mountains, it is the grassland they are familiar with! Behind the mountain, there are green grasses, and there is a clear Rina River. The river that merges from the snowy mountains in the far north is the best choice for brewing white moon on the grassland, and the most beautiful sky on the grassland, blue like the crystal clear malachite in the south. It's autumn, and the cattle and sheep have nourished their fat with thick hair to resist the cold winter. The simple shepherd holds a long whip and drives the sheep, singing the long tune that has been circulating on the grassland for thousands of years against the wind wrapped in the slightly spicy fragrance of autumn grass... Everything is so simple and beautiful...

He looked back, and the warriors took off their helmets and let the wind from their northern hometown blow the messy hair on their heads - this was the best gift for them who survived. It is not easy to come back alive from the battlefield. The king grinned happily.

But when his eyes fell on Shen Fan's eyes, his smile slowly disappeared from his face. Under the young man's heroic eyebrows, his eyes were as sad as a frozen lake. In the king's impression, the pupils of Mengyang people are all black, but Shen Fan's eyes are black and solemn, black and sad. From those dark eyes, he seemed to be able to see the depression when several feet of heavy snow covered the whole grassland in winter, and the cold sadness wrapped in snowflakes swept over...

Suil and Ke followed their father's eyes and saw the lonely figure of a man riding on horseback. He quietly approached the king and whispered, "Father, since General Su and General told the two worlds the news of his father's death, he has been like this for two days..." Although he knew that Shen Fan was deaf and could not hear his words across several horses, he couldn't help lowering his voice.

The king sighed and said, "I specially took care of General Su and General. Don't tell him everything when you tell him the truth, just tell him that Shen Gulan died heroically... But he always feels that the twin sons know everything. He knows that his father and brother died miserably... He knows everything and can't hide anything from him... This young man always makes me feel as vast as a starry sky, and even he can predict when it will rain, when it will clear up, when the world will be destroyed, and when the stars will fall... This feeling has existed since I first met him, so I invited him to be our great wizard!"

Suille and Ke don't know what to say. Every time he is with this noble Mengyang nobleman, he will always feel that he is nothing. His rough skin, worn sheepskin jacket, lame communication level... He can't compare with Shen Fanshuang, especially his temperament. He always envies Shen Fanshuang's beautiful robes. Look He was extremely noble, but he knew that even wearing the snow-white robe on him could not change his herdsman's temperament...

seemed to feel the eyes of the king and Sujile and Ke. Shen Fan raised his head and smiled at them. The bright smile is like the snow-white waves splashed in the Rana River, but from that smile, you can clearly see the thick shadow, like dark clouds illuminated by the sun.

The king turned around and said nothing. He said to Suil and Ke, "In the future, you should spend more time with the twin sons, and don't call him twin sons. After all, Shen Guo no longer exists, and his son is also nameless... It's just a sad thing to mention it again.

Suil and Ke nodded and said, um. Then he showed a bad smile - if Shen Fanshuang followed them to eat beef and mutton, wear leather jackets and drink spirits for several years, will he become as bold and rude as them? So the aristocratic temperament has become the same as that of a shepherd herding sheep? Is it rude to open your mouth? Thinking of this, his smile became more and more obvious and his mouth couldn't fit together.

Su and Saihan, who had not spoken, looked at Suil Heke with a worried face, quietly approached the king and whispered, "Your Majesty, the prince will not fall in love with the southerner who looks like a woman... You think you want him to spend more with the twin sons, and the prince laughs so happily... These two men How awkward it is..."

The king glanced at Su Rile and really saw him grinning and giggling. The boy didn't know what to think of being so happy and said, "He dares not... If the real two men go together, Yumeng Erdemutu, the daughter of King Erdemutu Khan, will not let him go... That girl is like a female wolf, and Suil is afraid of her!"

"Hey..." Su Rile is still smiling stupidly, as if you were sleepwalking. From time to time, he glanced at Shen Fanshuang and imagined that he changed into a leather robe made of saltpeter on the grassland, but Shen Fanshuang was going to be a great wizard. The wizard's robe was like a group of horses worn by grassland women, and he laughed more happily at this thought of this.

The king finally couldn't stand it. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and said to Su and Saihan, "You'd better go and pat the boy's head!"

Su He grinned, and his mouth behind his beard showed a simple smile, but his hamster-like eyes also had a cunning light. He urged the war horse to lean over, rubbing his hands with a bad smile on his face. Then he raised his hand quietly and aimed at Su Rile, who was still giggling--

"Ouch..." Suil, who was caught off guard, was slapped and fell off his horse. The warriors around him looked at the embarrassed Suzil and Ke and laughed loudly.

Lang Lang's laughter echoed in the autumn sky, and this group of brave men in the far north can finally laugh happily.

And the atmosphere in the palace of Mengyang is far less cheerful than that of these warriors.

The expressionless Emperor Lin Xi's eyes flashed with dangerous light, and there were two rows of sulking ministers kneeling in front of the Golden Throne. No one dared to speak, because the emperor was in a bad mood at this time. All they can do is kneel on the ground, put their foreheads against the cold white jade ground, and wait for the emperor's anger to slowly calm down.

The emperor held a chapter in his hand, and his eyes slowly moved along the handwriting of the chapter, and the cold in his eyes became heavier and heavier, like a sharp arrow. The depression in the hall is getting heavier and heavier in silence, like a volcano that is accumulating strength, which will erupt at any time, and like a bow with a tight bow. The moment the string is released, the arrows will penetrate everything.

Finally, the emperor roared angrily and threw the medal in his hand to the ground. The angry lion-like sound echoed in the hall, like the muffled thunder in summer, shocking. The ministers trembled in the emperor's angry voice, like spider webs in the wind.

Emperor Lin Xi said fiercely, "Feng Zhongqiu actually wants to break away from Mengyang and become emperor? Unexpectedly, he tried to take most of Mengyang's territory to become emperor? In an attempt to split my dream, this crime should be punished. Immediately order General Zhentian, I want Qiuyue to see this year's snow, and I want to see the head of the Mid-Autumn Festival in front of me..."

The ministers below looked at each other and exchanged a chilling look - sure enough, the fourth vassal state was going to disappear! Did Emperor Lin Xi really change the system of Mengyang for more than 300 years? After dealing with these vassal states, will they start to attack their ministers?

Some people think that General Zhentian will be famous again. Ye Mingshan, the lord of the night country and the great general of Zhentian, has made great contributions in this war against the Chinasi. He has been given the emperor's 'Jiuxi', which is the highest reward... Now there is another opportunity to make contributions. In the future, the whole court will be the world of General Zhentian. Moreover, Ling Fenglie is dead, and no one can compete with General Zhentian. Those who once stood aside with Zuo Prime Minister Ling Fenglie to squeeze General Zhentian are regretful...

Some people expect the emperor to establish another prime minister, but it seems that the emperor has no intention at all. Up to now, he has not mentioned the establishment of another prime minister, and those who cove the position of prime minister can only be secretly jealous.

The emperor stood up and said coldly, "I will personally destroy Qiu Yue with a large army. I want to watch Qiu Yue die. This is the end of betraying Mengyang and betraying me..."

After saying that, he left the hall, leaving the ministers who couldn't speak. But everyone can read his determination to destroy Qiu Yue from the emperor's resolute eyes. The young emperor did things ruthlessly and vigorously. This kind of decisive backbone has never been seen by many generations of emperors. But the more decisive the emperor is, the more shocked they will be, because they are useless in front of the emperor who does things like thunder. For useless people, how can the emperor tolerate their existence for a long time?