In the early morning, when the Mo family army beat the war drums again, the Chu army was indeed defeated. The Mo family army opened the gate of Liyang City without any destruction. Almost all the generals were missing and at least more than half of the soldiers could not participate in the exhibition. When the soldiers on the Liyang City Tower saw the white hair and white-clothed man under the city, they immediately lost all their courage. For a moment, the 800,000 army was defeated.

At this time, Mo Jingli was still unaware of the prefect's mansion in the city. The injury this time was undoubtedly a huge blow to his physiology and psychology. Especially when he was still suspicious that Mo Xiuyao was still alive, Mo Jingli's temper became even more weird and changeable, moody. He was seriously injured, which made him even more difficult to get up, let alone to command the war in person.

"Emperor! Emperor! Not good!" When Mo Jingli was furious at the imperial physician who knelt on the enemy, the sound of panicked footsteps of the attendant came from outside the door.

Mo Jingli frowned and said unhappily: "Get in! What's the matter?"

The attendant knelt on the ground and shouted in horror: "Emperor...Mo family army, Mo family army has entered!"

"What?!" Mo Jingli suddenly stood up, and suddenly had another twisted look with a grin, "How could the Mo family army come in so quickly?" It was not that Mo Jingli was above the top and did not believe in the ability of the Mo family army. Instead, there are 800,000 troops in Liyang. Unless all these soldiers surrender to the enemy at the same time, no matter how powerful the Mo family army is, it is impossible for him to attack in silently.

"It's true... all the generals above our army's deputy generals were missing. Half of the soldiers and horses... suddenly got their stomachs damaged. In addition..., it seems that someone saw King Ding appear at the city gate." The attendant who came to report did not see Mo Xiuyao, and he heard what the person who came back to report the news was unclear. After all, the dead King Ding suddenly appeared at the city gate really scared a lot of people. Most ordinary soldiers could hardly think of King Ding's death. The first reaction was that most of them thought they had seen a ghost.

"Mo Xiuyao?" Mo Jingli's face turned pale, and even his hands under his sleeves began to tremble secretly, "What the hell is going on?! Find out for me!" The attendant said tremblingly: "Your Majesty... the Mo family army has entered the city gate. Let's... let's run away quickly."

"Escape?" Mo Jingli's eyes were bloodshot, "Where can I escape now?"

The attendant advised: "Stay the green mountains here, and you won't be afraid of burning firewood. Your Majesty... As long as we go back to Jiangnan, we will definitely make a comeback. If we are caught by King Ding..." The attendant shook. He was Mo Jingli's confidant. If King Ding was caught, he would definitely be alive. They have heard a lot of reputation of King Ding over the years.

After hearing the attendant's words, Mo Jingli's expression changed slightly, and his eyes changed unstable.

The tent was very easy, and there were almost no casualties on both sides. When the Ding King, dressed in white, landed in a leisurely manner in the center of the largest street in Liyang City, everyone couldn't help but stop the weapons in his hand. Only Mo Xiuyao's voice spread far and wide, "All the soldiers of the Great Chu, put down their weapons. I will not blame you."

Some people hesitated that these people were ordinary soldiers. Without the commander of the generals, they were a mess of sand, and they didn't even know what they should do next moment. The Mo family army and the Dingwang Mansion were indeed the most respected in the hearts of every man born and raised in the Great Chu. The former glory of Da Chu, protected by the Mo family army, was also the deepest recollection in the hearts of everyone who experienced the war in the Great Chu. Soon, someone threw down the weapons in his hand.

If there is one, there will be a second one. Soon the sound of the weapons landing spread throughout the streets, and the people who had originally hid in their own houses and stayed up all walked out one after another. The heads of various famous families in Yunzhou, led by Chu Shaoying, came up together, "Congratulations to Your Highness, Caomin, and others!"

"Welcome Your Highness Ding! Long live the King Ding!" A cheer erupted from the crowd, and soon the sound of the call swept across Liyang City like a wave.

Seeing the expected protracted siege battle, which was almost unscathed, was resolved without any casualties. The generals of the Mo family army all smiled with relief. Leng Huai stood on the street and looked at Lu Jinxian not far away and smiled: "It's really a one-person who can resist millions of soldiers. Who else can have such reputation in the world except His Highness Ding?"

As a veteran general of the Mo family army, Lu Jinxian was also honored. He nodded and smiled, "General Leng said that except King Ding... Who can be famous in the world?" Leng Huai smiled indifferently. Although the battle with Xiling is still determined to determine the outcome, it is understandable to see that the good days of the Xiling army are probably coming to an end. Who else can control the winner in this world except King Ding? The world that has been separated for hundreds of years is finally going to be unified again in the hands of the Ding Palace, and a real dynasty prosperous era is coming. Even veterans like Leng Huai can't help but be revived.

"I will send troops to Xiling. Any soldiers of the Great Chu who are willing to follow me to fight Xiling will set off with me tomorrow. Those who are unwilling to stay in Liyang. After the war is over, you can regret Jiangnan." Mo Xiuyao said calmly.

"I wish to follow His Highness Ding and fight against Xiling!"

"We are willing to follow His Highness Ding!"

"See Your Highness Ding to the death!"

The shaky Great Chu, and the Ding Palace, which is at its peak. The incompetent and moody Emperor Chu, the wise and wise King Ding, Mo Jingli, who treats soldiers as cannon fodder, and Mo Xiuyao, who loves soldiers as his sons, are almost unnecessary to choose how to choose.

Mo Xiuyao nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, start immediately, all the Chu troops in Liyang City will be under the command of the Mo family army."

"Swear to be loyal to the prince!"

After instructing Lu Jinxian and Leng Huai to settle the soldiers of the Great Chu who had just surrendered, Mo Xiuyao took the people to the prefect's mansion where Mo Jingli was. He entered Mo Jingli's room with familiarity, and saw only the imperial physician and servant who had died. But Mo Jingli himself was gone.

"Mo Jingli escaped? Prince, my subordinates will send someone to find him immediately." Xu Qingfeng said in annoyance. He had only sent people to surround the prefect's mansion, but he did not even send Qilin to stare at him. Who would have thought that Mo Jingli could still escape from the prefect's mansion under the siege of numerous troops.

Mo Xiuyao nodded and said, "Go, don't blame yourself. Compared with taking over Liyang City, Mo Jingli is not a big deal." Although it means that he took over Liyang City without blood, there is not a lot of blood left secretly. Mo Jingli's confidant guards, the secret guards of the Great Chu royal family, and some generals who are still interested in Mo Jingli have already defected to Mo Jingli's family, and they all need to be cleaned up in the shortest time. Moreover, as the emperor, how could Mo Jingli not have secret guards around him? Although the secret guards of the Great Chu royal family are not as good as the Kirin of the Mo family army, they are not worse than Lei Zhenting's Golden Guard. It is not easy to fight face to face, and it is still not difficult to escape with one person.
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