Chapter 213 1 Dream

The man stared fixedly at the figure behind Xu Han.

Something was surging in his gloomy eyes.

Those things originated from the depths of his soul, and it seemed that he could not suppress such things. This was the first time he had displayed that astonished emotion on his calm face.

"Yeah. I'm still alive." At that time, one of the people in the crowd finally stepped out, walked to Xu Han's side, and looked straight at Mu Ji.

The man was in his early twenties, wearing a white robe similar to Mu Ji's. His face was pale and handsome. Only then did the crowd realize that he seemed to have a similar taste to the Northern Region King.

That person was actually Zhou Zhang, one of the personal disciples of the Linglong Pavilion.

"Unfortunately, you're going to die." Zhou Zhang looked at Mu Ji for a while before speaking in a low voice. The things inside were too complicated, filled with regret, confusion, anger, and even reluctance.

"As long as you're still alive, that's enough." Hearing this, Mu Ji suddenly laughed.

It was as if a child had obtained a doll that he liked, and it was as if a dying person had fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

He laughed out loud.

"Heavens, you've treated me well after all." He murmured. His eyes narrowed, but there was not the slightest bit of coldness. All he had was a smile.

The conversation between the two made most of the people present somewhat confused. Only Xu Han could hear some clues, but he was unwilling to reveal them. At that time, he fell silent and quietly looked at Mu Ji and Zhou Zhang, waiting for their aftermath.

"Father said before he died that your temper was too paranoid, and you would eventually become a great calamity, but you didn't want to say a single word to become a prophecy. Today, so-called, how are you going to face them under the spring?" Zhou Zhang asked with a solemn brow and a fierce tone.

Zhou Zhang's question caused Mu Ji to pause. Then, the smile on his face suddenly dissipated, and he regained his innate indifference.

"The sky of Great Zhou needs to change."

"At the very least, the blood of father and brother cannot be shed in vain. The lives of the three hundred people of the Mu Clan cannot be lost in vain."

Mu Ji replied in a deep voice.

'"Great Zhou Tian should change, but what's wrong with living? The Xia army has entered the seclusion realm, and the Mu family's blood feud has been avenged. But what happens next? Every year, the people are in a sorry state. Do you think this is the result that father wants to see? Do you think this is the world that the Mu family has been bathed in blood for generations?" At this point, Zhou Zhang's usually calm voice grew louder, and he almost shouted out these words.

"If I don't go back on my word, no one in the 200,000 Mu Clan Army will be able to suppress me after my death. Hu Liu, Sun Ming, and the others will definitely do the same thing as I do now." Mu Ji replied again. His calm expression was in stark contrast to Zhou Zhang's blushing face.

"So, you're the opposite?" Zhou Zhang scoffed at this.

"That's why I let them die in Big Yellow City." However, the moment Zhou Zhang said this, Mu Ji replied again.

The words left everyone stunned. They really didn't understand what they were saying.

Even Zhou Zhang was stunned at that moment. He did not reply for a moment, and only Xu Han seemed to have comprehended it, but he was rather puzzled.

However, after ten breaths of silence, Zhou Zhang asked Xu Han the same question with the same doubts.

"But … the Azure Dragon Army also died in battle. Cui Ting's 200,000 cavalry are right behind you. Great Zhou will still suffer. Not only will you not be able to avenge the Mu King's blood, you will instead be giving Xia Chao a big gift …" Zhou Zhang said hesitantly. Evidently, Mu Ji's words had caused his judgment to waver, but he couldn't figure out what Mu Ji was planning.

But this time, Mu Ji did not answer his question.

The Beijiang King turned to look at Xu Han beside Zhou Zhang, a rare smile appearing on his face once again.

"Manor Master Xu, I have something to ask you. Please be generous with your advice." Mu Ji Yan said.

Xu Han was stunned, but he didn't want Mu Ji Hui to suddenly lead the conversation to this point. He lowered his eyes and nodded a few breaths later, agreeing.

"If the 200,000 Xia army behind me were to disappear, then with your 50,000 elites, with the current situation of Great Zhou, what would you do?" Mu Ji asked with a smile.

But when he said that, Before Xu Han could react, The expression of the soldier behind him who was arranged by Cui Ting changed. He turned around and was about to leave, but the moment he thought of this, his body trembled. An invisible force bound him. He was actually fixed on the spot. His mind was still clear, but it was as if he had lost control of his body. Even his eyebrows could not move, so he could only stay where they were.

Although this strange phenomenon only happened in an instant, Xu Han was keenly aware of it.

He looked at the soldier in astonishment and then at Mu Ji, who was smiling. His heart moved as if he understood something. Immediately, he calmed down and thought about Mu Ji's question carefully before speaking.

"Although Great Xia is strong and prosperous," Xu Han paused for a moment before raising his eyes to look at the 200,000 well-disciplined and imposing Great Xia cavalry behind Mu Ji.

"Without these 200,000 cavalry, Great Xia would have lost a total of 500,000 troops."

'"Even Xia Chao is injured. In addition, the Tiger Wolf Cavalry of the Eastern Kingdom and the Chen Kingdom's Monk are eyeing him covetously. In a short period of time, Xia Chao will definitely not dare to go south in a large scale."

"Outside, I thought that I could use the 50,000 elite troops of Tianshan Pass mentioned by the Beijiang King, and then use General Lin Yuguo to go to Big Yellow City to recast this world's most powerful pass. The two of them are each other's horns. If they can rest and recover, even if Great Xia violates them again, they will still have the strength to fight."

"Inside, Zhu Xian lost the Azure Dragon Army, as if he had lost an arm. I have the position of a qiu. If I can gather the remaining remnants of Tiance Prefecture and rope in relations with all parts of Chang'an, it would not be impossible for me to fight against the Longevity Division."

"Therefore, both inside and outside, there is a good chance of winning. Although I dare not say that the heavens and the earth will change, I can somehow change the declining trend of Great Zhou in recent years."

After saying this, Mu Ji nodded.

"That's a good idea, but you still underestimated Zhu Xian's ability. The reason he was able to defeat the Mu Palace and Tiance Prefecture in his prime was not as simple as the Azure Dragon Army. If he went to Chang'an, Manor Chief Xu would have to be prepared. That would be a tough battle that would be even harder than Big Yellow City." Mu Ji said in a gentle tone.

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness. I will remember it." What was even more unexpected was that Xu Han respectfully cupped his hands towards Mu Ji at that time, speaking in a tone that Senior.

The duo's singing made everyone present even more confused.

"Hmph, no matter how much you say, can you make these 200,000 Great Xia cavalry disappear out of thin air?" At this moment, Zhou Zhang, who was beside Xu Han, let out a cold snort.

Hearing this, Mu Ji turned his head to look at Zhou Zhang again. He smiled and opened his bloodless lips slightly.

"What if I can?"

Zhou Zhang was stunned.

The tens of thousands of troops behind him were also stunned.

This strange silence lasted for several breaths.

Then, Zhou Zhang looked at the man, gritted his teeth, and asked, "What do you want?"

The smile on the man's face grew even brighter at that moment. He said, "Bury me beside my brother."

The determination and relief in the man's words made Zhou Zhang understand something at that moment.

He suddenly realized that men could do it.

Although he didn't know what method Mu Ji would use to accomplish this, he knew that Mu Ji would definitely be able to accomplish it.

There was no reason for that. It was simply because of his confident tone that Zhou Zhang believed this.

At that moment, his heart surged with emotions, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But at that time, Mu Ji's hand suddenly stretched out, and the soldier behind him involuntarily moved.

He pushed Mu Ji's wooden chair and turned around, pushing him towards the direction of the Great Xia cavalry.

At that moment, Zhou Zhang's mouth closed, and he swallowed what he had said when he reached his throat. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it. Rather, he knew that at this moment, Mu Ji had spread his cards with him. Naturally, there was no room for manoeuvre. No matter how much he said, it was useless. On the contrary, it was him who had misunderstood Mu Ji too deeply. At this moment, thousands of words surged out, but he didn't know how to say it.

…

The wooden wheelchair was slowly pushed forward.

The wooden wheel crushed the stones on the ground, producing a series of creaking sounds.

Dull…

Huskiness…

In the dark night, 200,000 Great Xia cavalry stood there like sculptures made of molten iron. Their expressions were solemn and their killing intent was cold.

The wooden chair moved.

The man's body in white swayed slightly along with the wooden chair. He narrowed his eyes, and the scene in front of him seemed to have become absent-minded.

He recalled that year when his father was sitting in front of the main hall of the manor, and said with a deep gaze, "Great Hero, serve the country and the people."

The three ordinary-looking children below the stage said tenderly, "Great Hero, serve the country and the people."

…

He thought about that day when it rained heavily. He sat on a wooden chair and watched his two brothers put on military uniforms with red eyes.

"In the current national calamity, father will die and son will succeed!" After the two of them finished speaking to him, they turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate that he had never walked out of since birth.

…

He thought about that night, when the corpses of the Mu Palace were everywhere.

His brother, who was already sitting on the throne of the Mu King, was covered in blood. He grabbed his arm and said with a ferocious expression, "You have to live. No matter what, you have to live. Go to Jizhou and stabilize the Mu Clan Army. Great Zhou cannot be in chaos, you cannot be in chaos!"

…

He thought about the old general in Big Yellow City who had sacrificed his life to save the bow and arrow a few days ago.

Thinking of the tens of thousands of people who cried out in sorrow, "Our generation will guard the rivers and mountains. General, please travel immortals."

Thinking about this.

Tears suddenly gushed out of his eyes and rolled down his cheeks.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it away without revealing any traces. Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the approaching Great Xia cavalry.

Whispered.

"This Yellow Liang Dream of eternal peace."

"I'll let Mu."

"Do something else for the old general."

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