When Wei Mingcheng led the defenders in the city to fight out, he found that the 50,000 army of Canglang City had already retreated and gradually disappeared at the end of the horizon.
Wei Mingcheng came to Su Hong, immediately dismounted, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said, “Thank you, General for coming to help, and I will build the Deputy General Wei Mingcheng of Ancheng.”
Su Hong dismounted, stretched out his arms to help Wei Mingcheng up, and said, “Su Hong is just a grass-roots citizen, and he cannot be a general like this.”
“Dare to ask what is the relationship between the general and Duke Wu Ding?” Although Wei Mingcheng had already vaguely guessed it, he still asked.
“Su Mu, it’s my father.”
Wei Mingcheng nodded.
If not, I am afraid that no one in the world can drive the black armored cavalry and let this iron-blooded army follow willingly.
“Brother, this is Zhao Qian’s head, take it to pay homage to his parents, and they will rest in peace.” Su Zimo came over and handed the head on his waist to Su Hong.
Su Hong took the head of King Yan and looked at Su Zimo. For a time, he had mixed feelings in his heart.
Sixteen years of forbearance, sixteen years of conspiracy, I didn’t expect that in the end, the blood feud of the Su family still fell on the shoulders of his younger brother.
Although Su Zimo never mentioned the battle of the royal city from beginning to end.
But seeing the exhaustion between Su Zimo’s brows and the blood on his body, Su Hong can also guess that this trip to the royal city must have been a fierce battle and a life of nine deaths.
“The king is really dead?”
Wei Mingcheng looked at King Yan’s head, murmured softly, a gleam suddenly flashed in his eyes, looked at Su Hong and said solemnly: “General Su, since King Yan is dead, I would like to assist the general to become king in Jian’an City. , kill back to the royal city, and return Duke Wu Ding’s innocence!”
Although the tragic incident sixteen years ago had been suppressed by King Yan, in the hearts of many soldiers, they simply did not believe that Su Mu would rebel.
With the influence and status of Su Mu at that time, if he wanted to rebel and become king, there were too many opportunities.
When Zheng Bo and the others heard this, their hearts moved.
If you want to become king, now is the best time. King Yan is dead and the country of Yan is in chaos. Moreover, Su Hong at least accumulated a lot of prestige in Jian’an City by virtue of this battle.
After becoming king, Su Hong revealed his identity. With Duke Wu Ding’s influence back then, among the 16 cities of the Yan Kingdom, there would definitely be people who would sincerely join them, and it is not impossible to unify the Yan Kingdom!
Thinking of this, Uncle Zheng whispered, “Eldest son, this opportunity is a rare opportunity.”
Liu Yu and everyone looked at Su Hong expectantly, waiting for a reply.
Su Zimo did not express his position. No matter what the elder brother decides, he will support him unconditionally.
After a brief silence, Su Hong smiled and shook his head: “Thanks to the love of all the lords, but I, Su Hong, do not have that ambition, which disappoints everyone.”
The eyes of Zheng Bo and the others dimmed.
“General Su…” Wei Mingcheng wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by Su Hong’s wave.
Su Hong said: “When the war broke out, the only people who suffered were the innocent people of Yan State. When the time comes, I don’t know how many people will be displaced and their families will be destroyed. As Zimo said, if you sacrifice innocent people to satisfy your ambitions People, what is the difference between me and Na Luo Tianwu?”
After a pause, Su Hong clasped his fists at Wei Mingcheng and said, “General Wei, I have to go back to Pingyang Town to pay homage to my parents, so let’s say goodbye.”
After speaking, Su Hong got on his horse and walked towards Pingyang Town with five thousand black armored cavalry.
Wei Mingcheng and many soldiers watched Su Hong’s leaving back for a long time.
…
Pingyang Town, the backyard of the Su family.
Su Hong, Su Zimo, and Su Xiaoning knelt in front of a tomb, with King Yan’s head not far in front.
Su Xiaoning has long since stopped crying.
Su Hong also burst into tears.
Over the years, Su Zimo has never seen his eldest brother cry.
Even if the assassination of King Yan failed that day, Su Hong was only in low spirits, but did not shed a single tear.
Now that the great revenge has been avenged, it has accumulated in Su Hong’s heart, and the hatred and resentment of the sixteen years have been vented in an instant, making it difficult for him to restrain himself.
Su Zimo didn’t cry. After kneeling for a while, he quietly got up, left the Su residence, and returned to the practice ground as soon as possible.
After entering, Su Zimo’s eyes flashed with disappointment.
The training ground is empty, Dieyue is not there.
Su Zimo stood there for a long time, took a deep breath, seemed to have made a decision, turned back again, came to the backyard of Su Mansion, winked at Song Qi, turned and walked outside.
Song Qi noticed it and hurriedly chased it out.
“Second Young Master, what’s the matter?” Song Qi asked in a low voice.
Su Zimo was silent for a while, took out a golden token from his arms, handed it over, and said, “This is the golden order of Tianbao.”
Song Qi was taken aback.
The golden order of Tianbao is too far away for him!
Many qi trainers have cultivated for a lifetime, and they may not be able to obtain a Tianbao Bronze Order until they die, let alone a Tianbao Golden Order that is two levels higher.
“Second Young Master, what does this mean?” Song Qi asked quickly.
Su Zimo said solemnly: “When my elder brother and the others have finished their worship, you will take everyone from the Su family to Canglang City, go to Tianbao Pavilion to hide for a while, and don’t come out! As for the five thousand black armored cavalry, Just let them break into pieces, spread out first, and don’t get together.”
Song Qi had never seen Su Zimo’s expression so solemn and his tone so low.
Song Qi felt uneasy, and asked again, “Second Young Master, what happened? Could it be that the Su family has some powerful enemies?”
“In the royal city, I killed a few Qi trainers and offended a sect. It won’t take long for this sect to find this place.”
Su Zimo did not choose to hide.
The biggest reason he was able to escape from the royal city was because there were no foundation-building monks from the Huanxi Sect in the royal city.
The Huanxi Sect suffered such a big loss~IndoMTL.com~ How could it be possible to let it go? I am afraid that a foundation-building cultivator has already arrived at Pingyang Town, and now he is on his way!
Song Qi also realized how terrible it was.
Once a mortal offends the Cultivation Sect, the light one will die, and the serious one will bring disaster to the whole family!
“Second Young Master, where are you going? Wouldn’t it be better for you to go to Tianbao Pavilion with us and hide for a while?” Song Qi asked again.
Su Zimo was silent.
Song Qi sank in his heart, suddenly thought of a possibility, and exclaimed: “You, you are not going to intercept the foundation-building monks of the cultivation sect, are you?”
Su Zimo said softly: “If I don’t die, the sect of cultivation will not give up, and the Su family can’t hide in Tianbao Pavilion for the rest of their lives. Once the members of the Su family show up, they will definitely be hunted down, and no one can escape. .”
“What’s more, seven days have passed since the death of King Yan, and the foundation-building cultivator’s footsteps will probably be here soon. If no one is there to stop the Su family before they arrive at the Tianbao Pavilion in Canglang City, it is bound to happen. will be overtaken.”
“But, Second Young Master…”
“Brother Song, don’t be sad, I may not die, maybe I will destroy that sect.” Su Zimo smiled and said with a pretence of ease.
Song Qi sighed in his heart and couldn’t speak any more.
Song Qi is very clear that Su Zimo’s decision is correct, but this is using his own life to save the lives of everyone in the Su family!
Intercepting the base-building cultivator, ten deaths and no life.
Su Zimo has absolutely no hope of life.
Su Zimo took out a storage bag from his bosom, which was taken from the one-armed Qi practitioner, put it into Song Qi’s hand, patted his shoulder, and said in a low voice, “The Su family… …to you.”
After speaking, Su Zimo turned and left.
In the sky, there is snow.
This is the first snow in early winter.