Chapter 80 The General's Confusion

The capital of Qiuyue has been very lively these days. To be precise, the nobles of Qiuyue are very lively, because their lord decided to leave Mengyang and become emperor. Holding the territory of Nanliang, the State of Shen and the Three Kingdoms of Qiuyue, worshipped the emperor, sacrificed Jiuyou, and set the dynasty as 'Autumn Moon'. After Emperor Lin Xi was the emperor of Mengyang, Feng Mid-Autumn Festival undoubtedly drew a clear line with the new emperor of Mengyang. The nobles of Qiuyue and their lords have a unified name - the crop style. Which of them does not have 10,000 mu of good land, all of which are well planted with grain and have been rewarded and promoted. But I still feel that I am born as a farmer and feel very angry. Now the country that leads them to make a fortune by farming is self-supporting as emperors. They are the ministers of the founding dynasty, which is a great achievement passed down from generation to generation.

And the ordinary people in Qiuyue are watching the bustle. In their eyes, honestly serving the land is the greatest achievement! They were not very enthusiastic about the country owner's decision to leave Mengyang and become the emperor. Instead, they were a little disgusted that the country owner took up their time to grab the autumn rice to arrange a grand and festive show. We need to cut all the rice and put it into storage before the end of the month, and then start planting winter wheat in the north of the autumn moon, which can't be delayed for a day. However, the owner of the country still proudly announced that the whole country will celebrate for three days. At that time, the business will not operate, the work will not be done, and the farmers will not leave the land, and each family will pay 30 silver medals according to the population. However, the simple farmers still feel that only the things that grow out of the land are the most real, and they take the money issued by the lord but do not receive the feelings of the lord...

So some people scolded Feng Mid-Autumn Festival for being the lord of the country for so many years and forgetting the ability to grow crops. This is called forgetting the old man's mistake, which is the most unforgivable thing in the eyes of the Zhuang family.

Feng's reign as emperor in the Mid-Autumn Festival was nothing more than seeing that he had changed his original name 'Good Lord' to 'His Majesty', and there was no change. Normally, Qiuyue Capital is the imperial capital, but the merchants who have been to Piaoming City feel particularly ashamed when they look at the low adobe walls and mud brick stubble built by Qiuyue. When the Piaomiao City, the capital of Mengyang, was built by the Liunian emperor 300 years ago, the Piaoming City was 60 miles from north to south, 40 miles from east to west, and there were more than 20 feet in the city wall alone. There are tens of millions of buildings straight into the sky, especially the Piaomiao City Palace, which is the most magnificent palace on the whole continent, but what about the capital of Qiuyue? This small city is actually the smallest and most shabby of these vassal states. From the end of the city, he rode an old horse to light a bag of cigarettes, and the horse went to the other end of the city before sweating.

But such a shabby small city is now covered with bright red silk, big red lanterns and firecrackers are ringing non-stop. Unwitting people think that the main country welcomes concubines. In the palace of the capital, large and small gold and silver jewelry, all kinds of jade, and countless silk hanging on the dilapidated eaves of the palace, quite like a bandit cottage and now take out the stolen goods to show off to satisfy the vanity in their hearts.

But those shiny gold and silver gemstones and satin look particularly out of place in such a small city. There was no sense of nobility and condescending control of the royal family. He only felt like an upstart showing off his wealth unscrupulously, but he liked it in the Mid-Autumn Festival. He paced back and forth in the palace in a golden dragon suit and watched the busy servants put up ornaments one by one.

But now his happy songs and laughter have paralyzed him. Looking at the full of gold and silver treasures in the palace, he was extremely satisfied with the Mid-Autumn Festival. He laughed and planned to go back to the palace for a nap and prepare for the enthiracy ceremony for a while.

Maybe it will be his great dream in the dream.

There are no big mountains around the autumn moon, and there are endless gentle fields. The autumn moon is like a layer of golden sand. The breeze blows over, and the whole is rolling golden wheat waves, more like liquid gold. However, looking down from the sky, a team of warriors cut the golden field like a sharp arrow shooting at high speed against the ground, leaving shocking traces. The warriors with moon and silver armor held thousands of blue feng feng cixin flags, and the wind brought by the fast-promoting warriors made the banners hunt, and the word "night" on the flag was crazy, with a murderous intention that was not consistent with this peaceful field.

These warriors have all fought with the fierce Chi Nasi people. They have faced the fiery horses of the State of Shen, the heavy cavalry emperors of Chi Nasi, and the ghostly breamy horses, but they all survived tenaciously! The warriors who had been fighting for the rest of their lives came to the land of Qiuyue at this time purely to enjoy the pleasure of fighting, and there was no tension of war at all.

This team of light armored warriors running extremely fast. Although it is not as fast as the speed of war horses, such a slow approach to the target can bring greater deterrent. After all, they are not in a hurry. They should be anxious about Qiuyue people who are about to become chopping board fish... It is ridiculous that the autumn moon capital seems to be seen. The lanterns are decorated with red silk, as if they were welcoming their arrival. There are not even basic warriors on the wall, which inevitably disappoints the warriors with high blood and courage.

General Zhentian, who rode in the front, wore moon-white armor, and his dark eyes contained a cold light. His temperament is always so admirable. Unloading the armor has the elegant demeanor of Confucianism. Wearing armor and riding a war horse, there is a sharp momentum like a war knife. Just one person standing there can deter thousands of troops!

But now there is a thick shade in the general's eyes. It seems that the whole pupils are spreading and the eyes are dark. It's horrible. The general knew that this was the fourth vassal state. Qiu Yue was destroyed, and Mengyang was the only one in the night kingdom. Will Emperor Lin Xi let him live alone? Will the emperor allow him to control 100,000 light armored men to dominate the west of the ethereal city? What's more, he is the first person in Mengyang's 50 years. With excellent arrays, he can make the inferior light armored brigade fight against the magnificent horse of Chi Naisi! If you talk about the emperor of Mengyang, then he is the emperor in the hearts of all the warriors in Mengyang. In the army, the name of General Zhentian has a stronger appeal than Emperor Lin Xi. Will the emperor allow him to exist for a long time?

The general couldn't help but remember that when he killed Ling Fenglie at that time, he roared before he died and still has a headache. Indeed, he realized the will of the new emperor, and the new emperor was determined to break the 300-year feudal system of Mengyang and establish a supreme imperial power, but the emperor's approach was too vigorous and fierce, and all of them were killed. Which of these princes did not behead and destroy the clan? He has been loyally assisting Emperor Lin Xi for such a long time in order to make a good impression in the emperor's heart and keep the existence of the night country. He held heavy troops in his hand, but did not cove the throne, which can undoubtedly bring a good impression to the emperor. At least the emperor is not hostile to him now, and the 'Jiuxi' gift has stabilized his position. The emperor should not attack him again!

But this is only his guess. The new emperor is a moody emperor who can't guess his mind. I may reward you with a smile just now, and the next moment I may order someone to behead you with a weapon! You can only carefully avoid risks, just like a tightrope artist, but it is difficult to guarantee that it will not fall down one day. The steel wire is in the high sky, and you can reach out to touch the stars and the sun. It seems to be infinitely beautiful, but there is a bottomless abyss under it. If it really falls, it will be a doomed end...

The general loosely held the reins and looked down at the land swept back under the fast-moving war horse. He couldn't help but be confused and dreamy. He didn't know whether he was moving forward or the earth retreating, or the surrounding them were dreamy and empty flowers, which were not real. The warriors behind him were also illusions. He was the only one in armor and riding a war horse, charging against the invisible target. He held his sword high and roared, his face twisted, and his roar sounded like thunder.

But he maintained such a heroic charging posture, always rushing, rushing, the surrounding spring, summer, autumn and winter yin and yang reincarnation alternate, and the stars and moon hand over! Finally, he woke up. It turned out that there was nothing around, only an old and weak thin horse and his skinless self that had been eroded by years...

The general's heart is confused...

He doesn't know what he should insist on. Is he insisting on the royal family? Adhere to your sense of responsibility as the general of Mengyang Town, or insist on the goddess and the night star?

But the royal family may kill him, and the night country is now in danger. The goddess is still inaccessible. Even the stars have a sense of distance from him. What else can he insist on?

It may be the greatest sadness to hold a sword aimlessly and wear armor, but don't know what to hold on...

The general looked up at the hunting banner. The blue fengxin swayed in the wind and was extremely free and elegant. The general suddenly wanted to stop, take a good look at the scenery around him and feel the feeling of the wind blowing on his face. But the heavy sword in his hand withdrew him to the cruel reality - he was going to fight. This beautiful scenery will eventually be covered with dark red blood, and his eyes will become beastly scarlet!