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Chapter 266: Secret report from the front line, tragedy in Song Dynasty, who will be eliminated next

The autumn rain lasts for a long time, without the violence of summer rain, but with a refreshing chill.

The Imperial Capital is located in the north of Great Yan. The climate is dry and cold, and the chill is deep into the bones. Every household needs to close their doors and windows, put away their clothes, and avoid the wet rain.

The streets that were extremely quiet just a moment ago were suddenly broken by the sound of horse hooves and splashing water.

Lu Mingyuan sat under the eaves of the bamboo building of the inn, looking up at the endless heavy rain. It had been raining for an hour, but it still didn't stop.

Yang Yingchan frowned and looked carefully at the road ahead, trying to get around the muddy place, but unfortunately, it was in vain.

Her cherry-red embroidered shoes were stained with mud, which made her a little unhappy.

"Go back to the inn and sit for a while. The rain won't stop for a while." Lu Mingyuan smiled slightly and turned back towards the bamboo building of the inn.

"I originally planned to go back to the palace to pack my things, but now I'm delayed." Yang Yingchan muttered and followed helplessly.

Lu Mingyuan did not intend to let her stay in the palace and be a canary who lost her freedom. Instead, he planned to give her a spacious and comfortable house, hire a few maids to serve her, and live in the capital first until King Zhenbei returned. Report on work in Beijing.

“It’s cold and you’re still barefoot?”

Yang Yingchan entered the house, took off her embroidered shoes, walked around the house barefoot, and poured herself a cup of hot tea.

Lu Mingyuan lowered his head and glanced at the delicate jade feet, then looked away.

Round as jade, soft and boneless, the toes are transparent and small, and the blood vessels are faintly visible. The white stockings and red skirt are tied up, revealing a pair of exquisite little feet.

Even though Lu Mingyuan's predecessor had slept with many courtesans in the brothel and had many images in his mind, no woman's feet could compare with Yang Yingchan's pair of jade feet.

Yang Yingchan seemed to be aware of someone's gaze. She quietly retracted her feet under her skirt and sat on the bed, her whole cheeks slightly rosy.

Lu Mingyuan stopped looking. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and looked up out of the window.

Because of the autumn rain, the sky looked quite gloomy.

Lu Mingyuan stared at the patter of raindrops and said with emotion: "This rainy weather is really suitable for sleeping."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room was very subtle.

"His Majesty."

In the end, Yang Yingchan blushed and spoke first.

"Urgent report from the front!"

But before she could finish speaking, a loud and powerful voice sounded outside the bamboo building of the inn.

Suddenly interrupted, Yang Yingchan's eyes showed a gloomy look.

An armored soldier, holding an order flag and a huge dragon qima unique to the Great Yan Forbidden Army, came to the downstairs of the inn with an anxious expression.

In an instant, countless gazes were cast in the direction of the bamboo building, and a large number of spiritual consciousnesses swept across it.

The Great Yan masters guarding the side are on standby at any time.

"He who comes is stopped."

A Nine Realm martial artist worshiped him. At some point, he stood in front of him with a solemn expression.

"If you have any news, I'll pass it on temporarily."

The imperial guards handed over their hands and apologized: "My lord, this is a secret report from the front line, and only the Holy One can see it."

"Let him come up."

However, a lazy and bland reply soon came from upstairs.

After hearing these words, the Nine Realm Warriors Master let him go.

The imperial guards went upstairs and were a little surprised to see another person in the room, but they still knelt down and reported: "Your Majesty, a secret report came from the front line of the Song Dynasty. It has been urgently sent thousands of miles away."

"Bring it here, there are no outsiders here."

Lu Mingyuan ordered calmly.

"yes!"

When Yang Yingchan heard this, she felt warm in her heart.

The Forbidden Army handed over the secret report to Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Mingyuan took the letter, which had not yet been opened, and read it.

Looking at it, his brows furrowed.

After reading it, his expression returned to normal and he waved his hand: "You go down first."

After the imperial army retreated, he thought: "It's not a particularly important military report. The whole world will know about it sooner or later. Is it because I'm worried about delaying the military plane, so I included it in the secret report?"

"What's wrong?"

Yang Yingchan couldn't help but asked curiously.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at her and said seriously: "Spies from other dynasties sneaked into the imperial city of Hangjing of the Song Dynasty, triggering a large-scale monk war. The palace was extensively damaged, and many masters of the Song Dynasty died as sacrifices. Dao Xiao, the second prince Song Yanyou was seriously injured and unconscious, which can be said to be a heavy loss. "

"The most important thing is that the destiny and destiny that originally belonged to the Song Dynasty were taken away."

Lu Mingyuan's eyebrows frowned tightly together again, and he added: "It seems that other dynasties have already set their sights on Destiny and Fate, and they have taken action quickly."

"The one closest to Jingyun Continent is the Yin Shuang Empire. Is it possible that the Yin Shuang Emperor did it?"

Jingyun Continent, outside the twelve continents in the Middle-earth world, has a vast territory, rich geological resources, numerous chambers of commerce, and mostly wealthy people. It once belonged to the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, Lu Mingyuan still has some impressions of the capital of the Song Dynasty.

To the north of the Song Dynasty is the wild world.

Therefore, almost every year, the Song Dynasty spent huge amounts of money to repair border fortresses and defend the country.

It can be said that Hangjing is the top five gathering place for monks besides Great Yan, Great Sui, Nanli, and Great Wu. Although there are not enough top experts, the city's solidity and formations are more exquisite than any other city. , In addition, the martial arts of the Song Dynasty was at its peak, mainly raising warriors, hiding dragons and crouching tigers.

At the same time, Hangjing is also the gathering place for the entire Jingyun Continent’s resources, wealth, strong men, and beauties. As long as they have enough money, monks can buy everything they want there.

The Song Dynasty almost had one country and one city, plus a border.

Was it that such a capital that was easy to defend but difficult to attack was so easily broken through?

Lu Mingyuan couldn't figure it out.

If there is such a dynasty, first exclude the surrounding small countries. They do not have such strength.

Most likely, there is only the Silver Frost Empire.

Could it be that Emperor Yinshuang was dissatisfied with his desires and felt that one destiny and luck were not enough, so he wanted to plunder one more, so he took action against the weakest and closest Song Dynasty?

So how strong is this mysterious master who broke into the capital? He must be at the top of the Twelve Realms, right?

Weird, so weird.

After hearing the news from Lu Mingyuan, Yang Yingchan was also thinking about the contents of the military report.

Suddenly.

Yang Yingchan's heart moved, and she thought of something, and said: "I recently heard my father talk about an important event. Maybe His Highness will be interested."

"What's the matter?" Lu Mingyuan asked.

Yang Yingchan said seriously: "Not long ago, the Shengming Demon Kingdom sent troops to invade our Great Yan territory. Many wars broke out in the northwest, causing bloody storms. The number of dead human monks is no less than the casualties caused by the turmoil in Tianxuan Continent."

Lu Mingyuan's expression became solemn and he asked, "For what reason?"

"It is said that it is related to the ten tribes of the underworld. The major races in the underworld each have different magical powers. This turmoil is related to the blood tribe among the ten tribes." Yang Yingchan said.

Lu Mingyuan showed a concerned look and said: "You mean, this matter is probably caused by people from the Demon Country who are stirring up trouble?"

"I'm not sure, but it can be used as a reference."

Yang Yingchan shook his head and said: "The battle at that time was quite fierce and affected a wide range of people. However, there were very few people who knew the inside story. In that battle, the armies of various states and counties suffered varying degrees of losses. Of course, the most serious The most eye-catching thing is Mr. Qi’s death.”

"Is it related to Mr. Qi?" Lu Mingyuan's expression changed, as if he had heard some important news, and asked: "Tell me in detail, what abilities do the vampires have?"

Mr. Qi's death has always been a pain in Lu Mingyuan's heart. As long as there is some news, he cannot let it go.

Lu Mingyuan had never combined this matter with the people of the Holy Demon Kingdom before.

Now it seems that this is really possible.

Yang Yingchan continued: "The Vampires have two main abilities. One is to practice by sucking the blood of living creatures, and the other is to be able to turn into the face of a vampire and read their memories to disguise themselves."

"All the disputes in the northwest originated from this. The armies of many states and counties were mixed with demons and then penetrated from within. The Great Wall of the North is solid, but it cannot withstand internal penetration."

"The final battlefield of the Tianxuan Mansion battle was located in the territory where Tianshui City is located. It was precisely because monks from the vampire clan infiltrated among the people and held the real people hostage that Mr. Qi was in a dilemma and had no choice but to die as a martyr. ”

"The old gentleman is indeed very strong and is a sage in this world. However, after all, he is just a Confucian cultivator. His physical body is quite fragile. Once he is attacked, he will definitely die. What's more, he also faced the siege of three or four strong vampires. "

Lu Mingyuan squeezed his hands tightly and squeezed out four words from his lips: "It's the blood clan again."

He is no stranger to the vampires.

The Duke died in his hands.

In the Great Thousand Canglan Map, he was repeatedly targeted by the vampires.

In his first life, as a Martial Saint, he was attacked by Liu Zun, the Vampire God.

In the second life, he was plotted again by the heir to the blood clan, but fortunately, he was killed by himself.

"It seems that this time, it has something to do with the vampire clan."

When Lu Mingyuan thought that he had inherited the throne but his father-in-law died, he felt very guilty.

"I suddenly want to go to the Song Dynasty, not for any other reason than to see who is playing tricks on destiny."

Yang Yingchan had already guessed that the relationship between Lu Mingyuan and Qi Xingyan was not as simple as father-in-law and son-in-law. I am afraid there are some similar relationships between teachers and guardians. She was not surprised at all when she heard that Lu Mingyuan made this decision.

However, she would never allow Lu Mingyuan to take risks, and immediately advised: "The Song Dynasty is located in the north, close to the wilderness. Now, as the Nine-Five Supreme Being and the Lord of a country, your Majesty, please think twice."

Lu Mingyuan's eyes condensed.

Only then did I think of myself now.

He is already the Emperor of Great Yan, the king of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Generally speaking, one cannot leave the capital even half a step.

In a sense, he is already Dayan's mascot.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that after leaving Leng Palace, I would be trapped in the capital again."

Seeing his look, Yang Yingchan felt quite distressed and said: "I don't know what is going on with the Song Dynasty, but I just told you a possibility. This time the destiny of heaven has come, and all the major dynasties are coveting the destiny." With the existence of destiny, trying to become the next destiny dynasty, the blood race is not the only result, the only answer is that your Majesty needs to take a long-term approach."

Although Yang Yingchan said it quite cryptically, Lu Mingyuan still heard it.

The destiny of heaven has come to the world, and now is the time for war to begin. The great battle of the world has begun.

As an emperor, he cannot leave the capital at will.

Yang Yingchan added: "Of course, it is also possible that other dynasties covet the destiny and luck of the Song Dynasty, so it will be even more difficult for Dayan to get a share of destiny and luck from other dynasties."

During the enthronement ceremony, Lu Mingyuan heard from Literary Sage that there were records in the classics of small countries plundering the destiny and destiny of big countries.

Now that someone is taking action first, it is definitely not good news for Dayan.

The Great Sui, Nanli, and Yinshuang were all huge dynasties that evolved from the Middle Ages. They had a long history, and their influence among the major dynasties was second only to the Great Yan.

Even when my father was in power, he would not easily start a war with them.

Once a war breaks out, there will be rivers of blood and corpses everywhere.

Lu Mingyuan's mood has gradually recovered, and he began to think seriously, saying: "The more this happens, the more I will go to the six countries."

"But..." Yang Yingchan still wanted to persuade.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were firm, he interrupted her words, and then said: "Of course, not now, if one day, I can reach the third level, or even surpass the Martial Saint, then looking at the whole world, there will be few opponents. By then, Even the Saint Patriarch will not be my opponent."

Seeing that Lu Mingyuan had made up his mind, Yang Yingchan stopped trying to persuade him and said, "It is definitely impossible for ordinary people to sneak into the heavily guarded capital of a country. If His Highness is proficient in the art of change and has the strength to rival Confucian saints, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Taoists, "Xian, you can give it a try."

"There will be a day like this."

Lu Mingyuan said this.

Great Yan Capital.

The evening wind was biting and the autumn rain was lingering. The raindrops were like knives, which hurt my face when they dripped.

The troops entering the city left a mottled footprint on the mud outside the city.

The general on top of the city watched the army return with a smile on his face.

The leader is a handsome man, very handsome, wearing a red cloak, he looks familiar, he must be of high status. At this time, he took off his armor and returned in triumph, with his black hair spread over his shoulders, walking at the front.

A huge flag with the word "Huo" fluttering in the wind.

The common people in the capital's neighborhoods saw this scene in the rain through their windows, and they all started discussing with joy.

"It's the Champion!"

"After many years, he has beaten away all the monsters on the border!"

"Great, no need to worry about war. In recent days, I have heard many people say that there may be a war in the near future."

"Don't worry now. With the champion here, this is the safest place."

Listening to the words on the street, Huo Qing's body, which had been exhausted for several days, couldn't help but relax a little.

His eyes were fixed on the people on both sides of the road, and the belief in his heart became stronger.

As long as I am alive, I cannot let war come to the people of Dayan.

With the new emperor on the throne, everything is ready.

He will definitely be able to put an end to the mess left by the previous administration just like he did when he was eighteen years old.

Thinking like this, the carriage arrived at the palace in a short while.