Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

"Dear family, fortunately you arrived in time, otherwise today's game really doesn't know how to end—"

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Zhao Kuo couldn't help feeling a little scared, and then looked up at the big hole on the roof, it seems that this Funing Palace is temporarily uninhabitable.

"Old man, let's bury these loyal and brave guards, and notify the Tai Hospital to treat the injured as soon as possible. Let's change the place first."

The second watch had already passed, and after such an ordeal, everyone didn't want to sleep, so they found a side hall for Zhao Kuo to live in, while "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi directly guarded the outside room.

Don't talk about them, just say that Huang Rong transferred Murong Yan to the harem, Ting Xiang and Wen Fu had heard the movement long ago, they didn't dare to go to the front to check, but they had already guarded tightly outside the doors of the children.

"Ma'am, this is?..."

Seeing Murong Yan in Huang Rong's arms, Ting Xiang asked anxiously as soon as they met.

"Quickly prepare a quiet room for me. After a while, the two of you will guard the door yourself, and whoever comes can't let him in."

Huang Rong didn't have time to explain too much, she could feel Murong Yan's body trembling constantly, and there was still a layer of purple air lingering on her lips.

The poisonous mist emitted by the "Snake" still affected Murong Yan to some extent. Fortunately, the "Jiuhua Yulu Pill" also has the effect of suppressing the toxin, and the poisoning is not deep, so Murong Yan is not in too much danger for the time being.

It's a pity that the consequences of being backlashed by her own internal energy were more serious than imagined, Huang Rong could no longer feel the true energy in Murong Yan's body.

In the quiet room, Huang Rong and Murong Yan were sitting opposite each other, but Murong Yan's head was drooping forward, and she fell into a coma.

"Third Sister, you have to hold on, Eldest Sister will start saving you right away—"

Huang Rong was also very nervous. Although she had also learned the "Yang Finger", she even knew kung fu in the "Nine Yin Manual", and she had seen how Guo Mo saved people many times.

However, when it was her turn, this was the first time a big girl got on the sedan chair.

Huang Rong first used the "Yiyang finger" to tap several important points in front of Murong Yan's body, and even took out a golden needle, piercing the opponent's "Baihui", "Renzhong", "Tanzhong" and other points .

In an instant, Murong Yan trembled, and her eyes slowly opened.

"Miss..."

It took a long time for Murong Yan to see clearly that the elder sister Huang Rong was sitting in front of her.

"Third Sister, don't say anything. You were backlashed by your own internal force and suffered serious injuries. Now I will start to heal your injuries immediately."

Huang Rong didn't dare to hesitate, imagining the healing method of "Yiyang Finger" in her mind, moving her fingers like the wind, and the internal force of her fingertips swam between Murong Yan's acupuncture points and meridians.

It can be said that at this time, Murong Yan's meridians were already riddled with holes, and she could not retain any internal energy at all. She relied entirely on the internal energy Huang Rongdu gave her to support the repair of the meridians bit by bit.

As the battle turns and the stars move, dawn breaks in the east.

Huang Rong herself didn't know how many times she performed the exercises. During this period, Murong Yan passed out twice and was awakened by her pricking with golden needles.

Without Murong Yan's cooperation, with Huang Rong's current cultivation level alone, she is not fully sure that Murong Yan's injury can be cured.

"Third sister, now I will teach you a set of healing formulas. This is the healing chapter in the 'Nine Yin Manual'. After you practice, you can restore the meridians by yourself."

"I will still heal you for three hours every day. Presumably, after seven days, your injury will be stable. However, it may take several months for your skills to fully recover."

Fortunately, they were rescued in time, and both of them were first-class masters, and Huang Rong was a "half-step top" existence, and she was also the leader of several families.

Even so, to ensure safety, Huang Rong invited her father, Huang Yaoshi, to diagnose Murong Yan herself, and the result was exactly as Huang Rong expected.

It is already the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. This year, the Bianliang Palace is destined to have an unusual New Year. The Supreme Emperor Zhao Kuo and Huang Rong agreed that they should not inform Guo Mo who is far away in the capital city.

They didn't want their son or husband to worry too much about this matter. After all, the matter had already happened. According to Ouyang Feng's personality, he shouldn't make trouble again.

However, Zhao Kuo gave Guo Mo a reminder through the "Imperial City Secretary", telling him that "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng might seek revenge on him.

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"Brother Mo, what does the Supreme Emperor mean?..."

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the footsteps of the New Year gradually go away.

People have also returned to normal life, but the winter in the north is always very long. Even after the Spring Festival, it will be cold for another two months.

The news sent by the Supreme Emperor Zhao Kuo was delayed for more than ten years on the road because of the wind and snow before it was delivered to Guo Mo.

"Mochou, it should be 'Xi Du' Ouyang Feng who went to Bianliang Palace to make trouble, but since the father didn't mention anything else, it probably didn't cause too much damage."

"After all, my father-in-law is in Bianliang City. Even if 'Xidu' Ouyang Feng is so ruthless, if he fights with his father-in-law, he may not be able to get any advantage."

The existence of "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi is what reassures Guo Mo the most. He doesn't know what the original "Five Uniques" in another time and space will be like in the second or third Huashan Sword Discussion realm?

However, what Guo Mo can understand now is that whether it is "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi or "Xidu" Ouyang Feng, they have already broken through the extreme state and reached the "half-step innate".

As for the "Southern Emperor" Master Yideng, when he saw him last time, he seemed to be trapped by something, and he was looking for his own way out at a loss.

Such an amazing person, maybe the next time we meet again, there will be a qualitative breakthrough in the realm.

As for the "Northern Beggar" Hong Qigong, Guo Mo only met him once, and that was when he followed Xiao Ju thousands of miles ago, in Tianshan Mountain.

It's a pity that at that time, Guo Mo's attention was focused on Afanti and that person. After all, those two are legendary figures, and they are rare masters of the innate realm.

As for "Northern Beggar" Hong Qigong, Guo Mo selectively ignored him.

However, since the "Northern Beggar" Hong Qigong was able to allow Guo Mo to bring the upgraded "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" to Guo Jing, it is enough to prove from the side that Hong Qigong's martial arts must have made rapid progress growth of.

You know, the improved "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" is already a "half-step innate" skill. "Can't you win the title of "half-step innate"?"

From this point of view, with Guo Mo's random entry, the level of martial arts among the "Five Uniques" has obviously been raised by half a level.

It's just that the degree of turmoil in recent years is not comparable to another time and space. Mongolia has suffered heavy losses, the Dajin Kingdom has disappeared, Xixia has also perished, and even Dali has ceased to exist.

Among the "Five Absolutes", "Dongxie", "Xidu" and "Southern Emperor" are all in the middle of the game. Over the years, they have been running around for the affairs of their nephews in later generations, and they have not been able to fulfill the original agreement of "Huashan Lunjian". "continue.

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"Your Majesty, what kind of regulations do you have for the Mongolians in northern Xinjiang?"

When several civil and military officials in Zhongdu gathered together, it was Cheng Yi, Minister of Rites, who first brought up this topic.

Others, including Guo Jing, the governor of the "Jingnan Army", Liu Kezhuang, the governor of Hebei, and Han Baoju, the deputy commander of the "Jingnan Army", all looked at Guo Mo who was sitting in the middle.

Guo Mo's second apprentice, Wu Nantian, and fourth apprentice, Ha Ji, were also present. The two young brothers were also very excited when they heard Cheng Yi's proposal, and their eyes were eager to try when they looked at the master.

You know, the boss Zhang Shijie and the youngest Hu Yande have already followed the "Dunwu Army" of the Meng Communist Party to destroy the Western Liao Kingdom. After half a year at most, there must be good news.

Right now, only the Mongolian battlefield in northern Xinjiang is left to gain military exploits. How could they not be excited?

"I have an idea, if you tell me, you can refer to it."

Guo Mo couldn't help laughing when he saw that in the study, no matter whether it was civil servants or generals, they all looked forward to it.

Once upon a time, how weak was the Great Song Dynasty?

Nowadays, when they hear about foreign wars, everyone is so positive?

"Although the heavy snow has stopped now, the weather is still cold. It is estimated that it may not be suitable for large-scale deployment of troops within a month or two."

"I plan to personally write a letter to Okuotai Khan of Mongolia, saying that the Song Dynasty will officially move its capital to Zhongdu City in August this year. Dedicating the land of several states it occupied to me can be regarded as a congratulatory gift for Song's housewarming."

Guo Mo spoke slowly, as if he was talking about a very common thing. The land of several states seemed to be a few lambs or a few rough horses on the grassland.

"That...Your Majesty, the old minister is talking about business, don't make trouble...

After hearing Guo Mo's thoughts, everyone didn't respond. Old Cheng Yi didn't understand Guo Mo's thoughts for a while, but he was embarrassed to be cold.

"Designed Wang Jian, the deputy commander of the 'Dunwu' army, to lead [-] troops as the left wing, out of Taiyuan to go to Yun and Shuo, and the elder brother led the [-] 'Jingnan' army to be the central army, out of Juyongguan and march north into the desert, and the third master led The [-] 'Jing Nan' army is on the right wing, going north out of Miyun and sweeping the various ministries of Mongolia to the northwest."

"The deadline I gave to Wo Kuotai will end at the end of March. If the other party still cannot see the return of the several states, we will follow this marching strategy."

"Of course, I am a very reasonable person. I will include this strategy in the letter to Wo Kuotai. We still have to talk about the principle of being a man first and then fighting."

There was no sound in the study, even the old Cheng Yi didn't know what to say.

"Master, if, I mean, if Wo Kuotai really returned the land of several states at the end of March, will you really keep your promise and stop marching into the desert?"

It took a long time for the second apprentice Wu Nan to ask, but he was a little nervous, for fear that the master really only focused on those few broken border states.

You must know that the so-called sixteen prefectures of Yanyun are mostly places of war, and the most prosperous areas are already under the rule of Song Dynasty.

If he were Wo Kuotai, to a large extent he would give up those few border states that were like chicken ribs, and avoid conflicts with Da Song, a master of [-] tigers and wolves.

"Of course, you are not joking, I will do what I say. If Wo Kuotai is really a friend and willing to give me this face, I will definitely keep my promise."

Seeing the expression of the second apprentice gradually revealing an expression of extreme disappointment, and the other civil and military men in the study also looked lonely, Guo Mo changed the subject and continued.

"However, there is an old saying that goes well, 'When the general is outside, the king's life is not accepted'. After all, I am not personally on the front line to command, and the details are naturally not as accurate as the generals who command the army."

"If some loyal and patriotic commander-in-chief does not want to let the excellent fighter escape, but is willing to bear the crime of disobedience to his orders and insists on defeating Meng, I will give him a chance to defend himself afterwards."

Well, good people do it themselves, and evil people do it for others?

Or, is he just planning to play with Wo Kuotai at all?

The people in the study looked at each other, even Liu Kezhuang, who always appeared as a scholar, couldn't help laughing.

Everyone bid farewell and left one after another, making the preparations they should do, but the eldest brother Guo Jing stayed behind.

"Brother, do you have a different view on North Attack Mongolia?"

There were only two brothers left in the room, so Guo Mo took it easy and stopped staying behind the table. The two brothers sat facing each other.

"Second brother, elder brother also knows that you are about to move your capital to Zhongdu. It is imperative to move north to Mongolia, and the recovery of the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun has been the dream of my Han family for many years."

"However, the thought of meeting the descendants of the Great Khan in battle again, and the fact that we took the initiative to go north into the desert, my brother couldn't bear it for no reason..."

Facing his second brother, Guo Jing had nothing to hide, he was just such a person.

In Guo Jing's heart, he grew up in the desert. Leaving aside ethnic entanglements, he actually liked and missed his childhood.

With his mother and younger brother by his side, and seven masters teaching martial arts, in the difficult and difficult times, there were even local people in the desert, such as Jebe, Temujin, Tuo Lei, and Hua Zheng, who took care of him.

Even now that he has grown up, he still deeply remembers the kindness of these people in his heart and never forgets it.

If the Mongols invaded the Song Dynasty in the south, Guo Jing could lead his army to resist without hesitation, be it the first soldier or a bloody battle, even if he died on the battlefield, Guo Jing would not shrink back or hesitate at all.

He thinks this way, and has always done so, whether in another time and space, or in the real world in front of him.

However, the war that is about to start is that they will take the initiative to go north and listen to the second brother's wishes, not just to take back the remaining few state capitals of the Sixteen States of Yanyun.

Thinking that it is the hometown of the Great Khan, and there are descendants left by the Great Khan, no matter how iron-blooded and vicious Wo Kuotai is, he is the son of the Great Khan after all, and the elder brother of Huazheng and Tuolei.

Thinking of these, Guo Jing, who was originally loyal and affectionate, couldn't help hesitating.

"Brother, like you, I also grew up in the desert. It can be said that it is our second home."

"However, you and I are not just two people now, there are countless people of Song Dynasty standing behind us, and every move may be related to the life and death of countless people."

"The purpose of moving the capital to Zhongdu is to better strengthen the defense of northern Xinjiang, not necessarily only for the current Mongols."

"Northern nomads have invaded the Central Plains for a long time. There are Mongolia, Jurchen, and Khitan near by, and Turks and Huns far away."

"Back then, a man as talented as the first emperor of Qin just built the Great Wall to defend against the Huns. The Great Wall has been continuously built in successive dynasties, but has it really been prevented?"

"After all, the Great Wall is dead, and my Chinese people are self-reliant and self-reliant. They have abundant national strength and a sturdy army. Constantly demonstrating their own strength to the people and foreigners is the foundation of truly continuing to stand in this hot land."

"It should be what we want to get back. We will not miss an inch of land. As for other benefits, it all depends on chance..."

In his heart, Guo Mo is not a militant, but an "inherent" plot, which prevents him from seeing those "should have" territories fall aside.

In Guo Mo's heart, the territory where the rooster raises its head in future generations is the dream he really wants to realize, and he doesn't want to lose it at all.

Of course, due to the limitations of the times, some remote areas may not be able to be well developed if they are taken over now. That is always just Guo Mo's own obsession.

However, even if he can't complete it himself, he will draw the map of the rooster raising its head and leave it to his children and grandchildren to fight for it.

Take this map as the bottom line of the Song Dynasty's territorial dream. As for how much the final achievement can be expanded, that is the business of the children and grandchildren themselves.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and each generation must have its own dreams and responsibilities. Guo Mo is not a saint, nor will he live forever. He can't take care of so many.

Seeing that his eldest brother was still hesitant, Guo Mo simply told him three stories.

The first story is the Wu Huan Hua that has already happened. For Guo Jing who has been in a high position for so long, he naturally knows about it.

The second story is that the Mongols and Yuans invaded and unified China, dividing the people under their rule into four classes, and the Han people in Zhao and Song Dynasties were naturally ranked last, and the sorrow and pain during the period cannot be avoided.

The third story is about the invasion of the Qing Dynasty, what is "keep your hair but not your hair, keep your hair but not your head", what is "Yangzhou Ten Days, Jiading Three Massacres".

Guo Jing could still hear the story of the Mongolian Yuan invasion. It was the second brother who completely reversed the situation in front of him, pretending that the Mongolian cavalry was unprecedentedly powerful and capable of sweeping the world.

What he didn't know was that the story Guo Mo told was the real history.

Of course, it has been completely rewritten by Guo Mo, the anomaly. So, which one is the real history?

In fact, history is nothing more than a kind of experience and record, and what you have experienced may not be true, and how much credibility is there in what is recorded in words?

As for the third story, Guo Jing listened to it as a story, after all, he knew that his second brother had the ability to write "Fengshen Yanyi".

However, Guo Jing was still irritated by the barbaric behavior of the Manchus, wishing he could be born in Guo Mo's story, drive out the Tartars, and restore the Han Dynasty.

"Second brother, elder brother understands what you mean, what should be done before the righteousness of the nation, elder brother naturally knows what to do, so you can rest assured."