The moon is melting, the spring breeze is warm.

Eighty thousand troops gathered outside the north city gate. Bai Mingwei stood on the high city wall, looking at the soldiers who had lived and died with her, and the soldiers sent from the garrison.

A clear voice sounded in the quiet field.

"For decades, Dongling has been bullied; Beiyan has taken a fancy to our salt and plundered our land as much as possible."

"Western Chu bullies our weak country but not strong soldiers, and is in a difficult situation on the food trade; Southern Qi wants our rivers and sends troops to invade the border from time to time."

"In addition to external troubles, we also have internal troubles. Locust plagues, floods, droughts and floods, and epidemics... The people of Dongling live in dire straits and fires\/heat."

"The people of Beiyan laughed at us for being corrupt and bullied and trampled on us at will. Countless warriors and people died at their hands!"

"The people of Southern Qi thought we were weak and had all the literati who had no backbone, so that when the two armies fought, they had to let my father, uncle and brother and others who had their pens in the battle to kill the enemy."

"The people of Xichu look down on us and think that we are so poor that we can't even afford to eat, so we rely on buying their food to survive."

The soldiers' eyes were burning, and they were obviously poked into the pain.

For the Jiuzhou Continent, Dongling is a joke, meaning poverty and weakness. Whenever Dongling is mentioned, a strong country will be full of disdain.

Because the mountains, rivers, the country is in turmoil, the people of Dongling cannot stand up or raise their heads among the four countries.

Looking at the vast area in front of me, tens of thousands of people lined up to the end of the road.

Bai Mingwei continued: "However, who doesn't want to be born in a prosperous era? But a prosperous era is not just a wish, but a pile of countless bones." #@$&

"A prosperous era requires countless people, regardless of gender, age, and age, working hard with a childlike heart and creating to usher in it."

"We cannot make Dongling strong overnight, but this does not mean that the wish is out of reach. Now all we can do is to straighten our backs first!"

"Let those who oppress us and look down on us see our blood and tenacity with their own eyes! Let those who trample on us regret what they did!"

Bai Ming tightened the sword in his hand: "You can only be strong and you can never stop yourself. You can't rely on waiting for strength. Now the ones standing in front of me are all the good guys who stand tall in the east tomb!"

"Tonight is the time for us to stand up! It is the time for us to prove to other countries that we are not cowards!"%&(&

"Soldiers, please follow me to save the imperial envoy and promote the prestige of the Dongling Kingdom! Let our people live with their heads raised and their chests!"

"Let our children and grandchildren no longer live a life of oppression! Let our bravery and perseverance be known to everyone!"

After saying that, Bai Mingwei pulled out the sword in his hand: "Dongling will win!"

The soldiers pulled out the weapons from their waists: "I will win!"

The uniform shouts were earth-shaking and resounding on the mountains and rivers in the northern border.

Bai Mingwei put away his weapons: "Set out!"

The soldiers were in uniform and took a loud sound of footsteps.

The border city had just recovered five cities, but at this time the imperial envoy was captured. The soldiers did not care how noble the imperial envoy had and how much annual salary was!

What they care about is that the Beiyan people slapped them in the face, and the fire was so painful that they had to get back this breath!

Otherwise, even if the five cities are taken back, it will not be proved that the people of Dongling should not trample on them at will!

Thinking of this, the soldiers were filled with righteous indignation and the weapons in their hands were clattering.

...

at the same time.

In the Moon City.

The gray-haired eldest princess princess slapped the silver-faced man on the face, knocking the silver face to the ground, revealing his face under the silver face.

Looking closely, he was not similar to the brothers of the Yuan family, nor even like the prince consort in front of him.

He was slapped in the face, but he didn't dare to say a word, but just knelt in front of the prince-consort, cautiously and begged for the whole thing.

"I know my subordinates are wrong, so I ask the prince-consort to punish me."

It turns out that this is indeed not Yuanwu.

The five brothers of the Yuan family, Yuan Wu, are the most mysterious, and Feng Qingchen, who only have a few words to master him.

He did not appear in the previous few battles, so he naturally would not appear here easily.

The prince-consort looked at the person kneeling in front of him, and his eyes were filled with rage: "I know it was Erlang's parents who asked you to rescue Erlang. I feel sorry for all parents in the world. I don't blame them."

"But your case is really ugly. Bai Mingwei killed Erlang in front of you and asked you to bring Erlang back. She must have her plan!"

"But you are a fool, you are really stupid enough to do things according to others' ideas!"

The person being trained was the adopted son raised by the Yuan family and used as a substitute for the young master.

Every young master has his own substitute, and many dirty things are done by the substitute, so the credit is naturally the deity.

Standing in front of the prince-consort was Yuan Er's substitute.

In order to be more like the deity, he was raised by Yuan Er's parents, who were nurturing him.

So this time they begged him to rescue Yuan Er, and he agreed and followed Yingwei to sneak into Qiang City, but fell into Bai Mingwei's plan.

The prince-consort was so angry that he trembled all over. Seeing his grandson's body with his own eyes made him feel like a knife cut, but he quickly pulled out of his anger and grief.

He reached out and slowly stroked Shang Yuan Er's face, and burst into tears: "Grandfather will definitely avenge you!"

However, the tears did not slip and fell to his cheeks and were wiped away by him.

When he looked at his grandson's body again, he no longer had the sadness he had before, but his red eyes showed that he had just cried and cried.

Finally, he ordered: "Take Erlang with us and we will fight back to the capital."

Yuan Er's substitute was puzzled: "Mr. Prince Concubine, are we leaving like this?"

The prince-consort sneered: "Bai Mingwei is a woman who is very scheming. No matter what she wants to do, since you have already fallen into the trap, it means she is going to do it."

"If you don't go back, it's like staying to give her a head, leaving the green mountains there, not afraid of no firewood. This revenge is a foregone conclusion. When you see Bai Mingwei again, it will be her death!"

"Besides, I came here this time just to pick up my grandsons' heroic spirits back home. The assassination of the fourth prince has nothing to do with me, and what happens to Beiyan next has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, the prince consort shook his sleeves and left.

He appeared in the border town, so naturally he was not here to prepare for war.

The Yuan family was the head coach of the war in these cities, but not only retreated step by step, but also lost four outstanding grandchildren.

Even if the Yuan family is capable, it is impossible for him to not bear any guilt. The military power of the border army has long been removed by the Emperor of Northern Yan.

Now the one in power is the mortal enemy who took the opportunity to seize military power from the Yuan family.

It was precisely because he knew that Bai Mingwei was going to cause trouble that the prince-consort left so simply that no matter what the result was, it had nothing to do with his Yuan family.

If Bai Mingwei could work harder, he might be able to regain military power for his Yuan family.

So the prince-consort quickly evacuated Yuecheng with Yuan Er's body and several other grandson's tablets.

certainly.

His conversation with Yuan Er's substitute was completely heard by Zero.

Without the shadow guard protection, Zero easily sneaked to the prince-consort, and then reported their conversation to Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen listened to Ling's words and snorted: "This old man is really cunning. No wonder the Yuan family is so powerful in Northern Yan."
Chapter completed!