Peter's Enemy

After Hou Feng returned to Xiling, he immediately handed Fan Qing's paper letter to Xu Zeqing.The paper letter said, "Send troops to contain Xiling in half a month, success or failure depends on it." Signed by Fan Qing.

Hou Xiaoxian felt uneasy, "Is this really the master's handwriting?"

"Don't worry, general, this is indeed my lord's handwriting." Xu Zeqing replied, already having a plan in mind.

"Then why didn't the lord come back by himself?"

"General, my lord has said that success or failure depends on one move. Our sending troops to Xiling is just a bluff. My lord is now in Duliu, and he will take the opportunity to lead troops to attack Duliu city. This is our real goal."

"If it fails, the lord's life will be in danger?"

"Father, if you want to do big things, you must dare to bet."

"It's not your idea for the Lord, is it?" Hou Xiaoxian looked sullen.

"Although your son has a heart, he is not qualified to bet." Hou Feng said mockingly.

Xu Zeqing was on the sidelines as a peacemaker, "Young Master Hou is right. Since my lord has made up his mind, we should be backed up. A gamble with all our strength may not fail."

"So, when I come back this time, I want to bring a thousand soldiers to Dingjiazhuang to help my lord." Hou Feng said.

"One thousand soldiers?" Hou Xiao was startled.

"The tree attracts the wind, why don't you take [-] soldiers to go there? In this way, the more troops left behind in Xiling can attract Mosa to put most of his troops into Xiling. Those soldiers came from a long way from Duliu, and their physical strength and food supply must not be enough. We have an advantage. At that time, we can take them down in one fell swoop, and then take advantage of the situation to go east and take down Mocheng."

"What if Mosa doesn't take advantage of our trap and stay behind and not send troops to Xiling?" Hou Xiaoxian asked again.

"As long as we use the banner of the lord when we send troops, and make Mosa think that the lord is in Xiling, he will definitely be eager to get rid of us and concentrate his firepower to attack."

"That's it. Let's spread the word that Fan Qing is in Xiling. I'll leave the matter here to you, and I will lead the troops to Dingjiazhuang. By the way, I will also take Li Jin and Yang Yishen there."

"Okay, you can rest assured my lord."

"Ah."

The summer wind blows across the mountains of Xiling to Yu Yingcheng's yard, and the cry of a baby can be heard from the yard.Yu Yingcheng hugged Jin Rui who had just woken up, humming while shaking him.Jin Rui looked fatter than before, and his stature and hair had grown a lot.After a while, Jin Rui stopped crying and babbled without knowing what to say.Yu Yingcheng hugged Jin Rui and went to the window to enjoy the wind for a while. The weather and the scenery outside were good, but it was a bit hot.The outside of the window was empty, and many times, even if Yu Yingqiang looked through, he still couldn't see the person he wanted to see.Xu Zeqing came over to see him a few times, advised him to think about it, and told him that he could kill Duliu to avenge Jin Shiyu himself.However, for Yu Yingcheng, war and hatred are meaningless, no matter what he does, he can't get Jin Shiyu back.The only thing he can do now is to guard Jin Rui and take care of him to grow up safely, so as not to violate his promise to Jin Shiyu.

Fan Qing and Zhongli Muchuan guarded Dingjiazhuang, and finally waited for Hou Feng to come.Hou Feng led Li Jin and Yang Yishen to arrive first, and the soldiers behind were led into the village by the leader in batches.

"My lord, it's a good thing you didn't die." Li Jin was about to cry when he saw Fan Qing.

"Don't worry, I have a big fate. But, why are you and Master Yichen from the same school, but your temperament is so different."

"My lord made fun of me again, and even compared me with my senior brother."

Fan Qing laughed, "However, when it comes to kung fu, both you and Yichen are rare talents."

"My lord, when are we going to leave?" Hou Feng asked.

"There's no rush. We'll leave when Xiling starts fighting."

"For a while, I will go to Duliu to monitor the palace to see if they have sent troops out of the city." Zhongli Muchuan said.

"That's fine, then Yichen will follow Master Mu Chuan to Duliu to find out the news, you must be careful."

"Yes."

After a few days, Duliu sent several troops out of the city, and the general who led them was Aying.Ah Ying was still holding the eagle hook knife, sitting high on the horse's back.With all his blood, he wanted to make a big splash in Xiling, and when he returned, he would be the famous founding general of the government and the public.

The soldiers who fled back from the small town had already sent news to Mosa back in Duliu, saying that Fan Qing was there, but they were ambushed by the enemy and suffered heavy casualties, so they failed to bring back his body.Mosa knew that after such an uproar, Fan Qing would definitely ignite his fighting spirit and return to Xiling to make a comeback.Therefore, he negotiated with Mo Jian and let A Ying lead the troops to capture Xiling.Ever since Mosa arrived at the palace, Mojian's health has deteriorated day by day.The cause was the dummy head that made him vomit blood.Mosa often thought that he saved his own life with a dummy head and won half of the country, but if the price was to lose Mo Jian, what was the point of doing that?

"Brother, do you think you got what you want?" Mosa sat on the ground leaning against the edge of the bed, and Mo Jian lay down on the bed to rest with his eyes closed.

The red candles in the palace were dazzlingly bright.

"You mean power?"

"Well. I know that my brother has always wanted to be king and dominate the world. Now, I sit on the throne instead of you, and I go to court every day and handle government affairs. Do you feel satisfied?"

"But, what is satisfaction? This palace is more empty and bigger than I thought, like a vortex sucking us in, making me breathless." After Mo Jian finished speaking, he closed his eyes and smiled on the bed. Laughed twice and coughed again.

"Does my brother feel the same way? I thought it was only me."

"Sasa, I actually expected you to feel this way a long time ago. You are different from me. You shouldn't be involved in this power chase. You insist on doing things that you hate for me, yes I killed you. Now, my life is coming to an end, and I have lost the qualifications to be ambitious. I am just worried about you, and I am worried that you will not be able to handle it if you are left here alone."

Mo Sa leaned on the side of the bed, resting his head on Mo Jian's arm, "Brother, I will go wherever you are."

Mo Jian smiled wryly, because he was holding back his emotions, his face became ferocious, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and tears wrapped his eyes. "Why are you doing this? I let you go, why don't you go?"

"Brother, let me follow you, you said you would never leave me again."

Mo Jian smiled in relief, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, "I dragged my useless legs to fight against the sky, but I still couldn't fight. Forget it, if you want to follow, I will take you with you." Mo Jian's voice Weakly almost out of hearing.

This scene is like when Mo Jian was a child, every time Mo Jian went out, Mosa always pestered Mo Jian to take him with him.Mo Sa doesn't need to cry, just say, "Brother, let me follow you." Mo Jian will answer like this, and then lead his little hand into the carriage.

The flames of war in Xiling became more and more intense. Everyone in the world knew that Fan Qing, the young master of the Fan Dynasty, was still alive and was attempting to rebel in Xiling.In order to stabilize people's hearts, Mosa must take Xiling in one fell swoop this time, and there is no other way out.But he didn't expect that the storm and thunder would come together, just above the palace.

Fan Qing found the right time and first let Zhongli Muchuan, Yang Yishen and Li Jin enter the palace by relying on lightness kung fu.After the three of them entered the palace, they knocked out the three guarding soldiers, changed into their costumes, and opened the gate of the palace by deception and force.Fan Qing rushed into the palace with [-] plainclothes soldiers. The soldiers' bows, arrows and broadswords were brought in by several carriages. The soldiers grabbed their weapons and rushed into the palace.Behind the shields, the archers escorted the other soldiers, while the other soldiers charged into the palace with their knives.Fan Qing led the soldiers at the front, and beside him were Zhongli Muchuan, Yang Yishen and Li Jin protecting him.

There was a sudden unprecedented noise in the palace, and those noises seemed to be the last cries and struggles of the undead.Mosa knew what kind of scene this was without even thinking about it.Both sides are gradually wasting life, and he can only stay by Mo Jian's side.Mo Jian's complexion was pale, it was not makeup, but his most authentic color.There was some purple in his pale lips, without a trace of blood.But in the last moments, my mind seemed to be much clearer.

"Sasa, take me to be the throne again."

"it is good."

Mosa carefully carried him to the main hall, which was resplendent and unmoved.

"Sasa, do you think this hall will still be here after a hundred years?"

"Yes, it will remember that we have been here."

"Then will it remember that Mo Jian sat on this throne?"

"Yes, definitely."

Mo Jian's breathing was a bit heavy, and it hit Mo Sa's neck heavily.Mosa put Mo Jian on the throne, and Mo Jian supported the handle of the throne, "Why is the armrest so cold!"

"It's better to be cooler in summer." Mosa's hand was placed on Mo Jian's, and he knew that it was not the armrest that was cold but Mo Jian's hands were cold.

Mo Jian looked at the whole hall in a daze, "Sasa, why is it so noisy outside?"

"Probably they are training soldiers."

"is it?"

"Ah."

All the past events came to Mo Jian's mind one by one, and the last thing left was Mo San's innocent smile when he was a child.Mo Jian leaned his head on Mosa's arms, "Sasa, do you regret it? Regret being my younger brother in this life."

"Brother, I don't regret it."

"But I regret that all these years, I have never treated you well, nor have I loved you well. If there is an afterlife, you should stop following me." Mo Jian fell asleep in Mosa's arms. Tears slowly slid down, and then fell onto Mosa's clothes.

"Brother, I will follow you in the next life, and I will follow you in every lifetime."

Mosa reached out and touched Mo Jian's icy chin, and rubbed his chin against Mo Jian's forehead, "Brother, are you asleep? Brother?" No one answered.Mosa took out a reflective dagger from his sleeve, and there was no trace of sadness on his face, as if all this had finally come to an end and he had obtained the relief he wanted.The cold dagger drew a blood-red arc on Mosa's neck, and the blood instantly soaked him all over.He finally wasn't tired anymore, he closed his eyes and leaned on Mo Jian's body, the two of them were like sculptures in the cold air.The cold dagger was covered with blood and lay on the side as if nothing had happened. As the only witness, this hall saw it just took a person's life with its own eyes.