Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 482: Divine Bow Battalion

Black Dragon City, Imperial Palace.

"The purpose of the Nineteenth Prince's request for merit is not to really want any rewards, but for peace. He hopes that His Majesty will abide by the iron law of pioneering and will not go back on his word and send troops to the northern barbarians. He also hopes that His Majesty will treat his mother well. "

Mr. Gongsun, a scholar of the imperial university, closed the file and said to Emperor Shengzong.

"Eunuch Ma, have you found out the identity of the killer who attacked Wang Ba's inspection team back then?" Emperor Shengzong frowned slightly.

Eunuch Ma bowed and replied: "I have found out, all signs point the finger at His Highness the Crown Prince."

Emperor Shengzong nodded: "Among all my princes, in terms of cultivation talent, Dongxue is the most suitable, and in terms of the way of governing the country, Wang Ba is the most suitable heir to the throne. Without exception, they were won by force. I made Dongxue the crown prince, and I wanted Wang Ba to assist him in governing the empire, but Dongxue has an aloof personality and cannot allow others to be better than him, especially Wang Ba. Being born with a disability made him see it as a thorn in his side, and that's why he wanted to kill him."

"If Wang Ba is really dead, that's all. Once the emperor and the courtiers, since Dongxue is the heir of the future empire, as long as his own cultivation is strong enough to shock the whole world, and with the help of Eunuch Ma, Mr. Gongsun and a group of ministers, I believe There can't be any big troubles, but Wang Ba is still alive, and it seems that he has been reused by Mo Lin, so the taste has changed a bit. Even if I can allow him to be king in Beiman, but Dong Xue can Don't worry? Is he not worried that Wang Ba will seek revenge from him in the future? What's more, it was Mo Lin's father, Mo Qingshan, who stole Ye Qingxuan who was supposed to marry Dongxue back then. He has always remembered this account. "

Seeing his two most trusted courtiers listening attentively, they didn't intend to interrupt.

His Majesty Shengzong continued: "According to my original intention, how can I allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the couch. If Mo Lin is a warrior, he will occupy Beiman as well. After all, conquering the world and governing the world are two different things. The empire needs to send troops, and the civil strife in the northern barbarians is enough to destroy the country. But now, it is two different things to have the nineteenth prince by his side to assist. Xiao Wangba's ability in governing the country is often admired by Mr. Gongsun. It can be seen that with him, The possibility of civil strife in the northern barbarians is extremely slim."

"What's more, there is also the Yelu family of the Meteor Dragon Star Department. Back then, the Meteor Dragon Star Department had a high prestige in the northern barbarians and was the best at managing it. If the former emperor had not paid the price of three sixth-level martial kings to assist the Great Ancient Wilderness Department Opened a space teleportation circle, sent three thousand strong men into Piaoxue City at one stroke, caught the Yelu family by surprise, with the strength of the other two big tribes, how could it be possible to destroy the first tribe of the Northern Man?"

"These are the three sixth-level martial kings. Why did the previous dynasty make such a big sacrifice? It was because they felt the threat and the horror of the Meteor Dragon Star Division. Now, let the Yelu family take back the power of the northern barbarians. You said, once their internal situation stabilizes, they won’t go south? Although the nineteenth prince said in his letter that he hoped for peace, who knows if it’s a way to delay the attack? Can he forget his hatred for Dongxue? You know, the nineteenth prince’s inside story about the empire We are well aware of our weaknesses, so we can't take this risk."

"What does His Majesty mean to send troops to the northern barbarians while the situation in the northern barbarians is not stable?" Eunuch Ma asked.

"No!" Mr. Gongsun hurriedly stopped him: "If your majesty is worried about the revenge of the nineteenth prince, the old minister is willing to go to the northern man himself to persuade the nineteenth prince to return. Once troops are sent to the northern man, the reputation of the empire will be wiped out. When the two countries go to war, the first to suffer is the people of the empire. Since His Majesty can behead the four kingdoms of Yunlan for the sake of the safety of the people, and instead of sending a large army to overwhelm the border, instead of sending Jinyiwei to directly capture the kings of the four kingdoms, then please be considerate of the people of the empire. Once, use the same method to bring Mo Lin and the nineteenth prince back to the empire!"

"The old minister is willing to relieve His Majesty's worries, and take Jin Yiwei to the north to bring the nineteenth prince back to Black Dragon City." Eunuch Ma bowed and asked for orders.

Emperor Shengzong looked at Eunuch Ma, then at the expectant national teacher, and slowly shook his head.

"No, this time, I will go north in person."

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In Piaoxue City, the snow is flying all over the sky, and the white-capped world seems to be endless.

On the school field in front of the Tianwang Palace, two thousand cavalry archers holding hard bows are practicing archery.

Whoosh...

Amidst a series of bowstring tremors, hundreds of sharp arrows shot out through the air, accurately hitting the bull's-eye 300 meters away, and cheers erupted all around.

Mu Yao, who was dressed in red armor and wearing a black cloak, looked at the group of archers with superb marksmanship, her pretty eyes shone with satisfaction and joy.

"Mo Lin, do you know? When I was in Jiuyouguan, my biggest dream was to have my own bow and crossbow battalion, even if there were only 100 people, but my father just didn't agree with me leading troops, so I never imagined this wish It actually happened in Beiman, will the two thousand shooters really be under my command in the future?"

Mo Lin looked at Mu Yao dotingly, and said with a smile: "It's not just two thousand, what Wang Ba means is that the Divine Bow Battalion must be expanded to at least 1 people. I think 1 people is too little, and there must be [-] people like them." Only a shooter of this level is worthy of my Mu Yao, and I will continue to recruit troops in the future, and the Divine Bow Battalion in Piaoxue City is your private army."

"Merlin, you are so kind."

Mu Yao was overjoyed and jumped up to give Mo Lin a sweet kiss.

Ever since the two met for the first time, Mo Lin and Mu Yao's relationship has heated up sharply, and with Ye Qingxuan's support behind her, Mu Yao has finally stepped out of the shadow of inferiority complex, although the fight with Ouyang Xueqing is endless But at least your status on the bed has been evened out. Since your own strength is not as good as others, then find another way and get the number of people together. No matter how powerful you are, Ouyang Xueqing, how can you compare to Miss Ben's Divine Bow Camp?

You know, barbarians are good at riding and shooting. Boys have to play with small bows, arrows and daggers to practice hunting skills as soon as they can walk. Almost all the northern barbarians are marksmen, let alone these elites of Piaoxue City who are one in a thousand.

"Su Lin, you, the deputy battalion commander, need to help Mu Yao manage the Divine Bow Battalion well."

Mo Lin looked at Su Lin who was at the side.

"Don't worry, Mo Lin, with Senior Sister Mu Yao and I here, I promise to make the Shenbow Battalion into the entire Northern Barbarian, no, the most powerful cavalry and archery army in the entire lower reaches of the Jinsha River." Su Lin raised her small face and puffed her chest. road.

In Mo Lin's Divine Bow Battalion, Mu Yao is naturally the battalion commander, and Su Lin was appointed by Mo Lin as the deputy battalion commander. The two female spirits, one bow and one arrow, complement each other perfectly.

"Boss, you can't forget your friends because of sex. My heavy cavalry regiment just had a fight with Fang Qiansheng's heavy shield soldiers, and they won a big victory. Is there any reward?"

Zhao Qiang walked over yelling, holding an iron gun, followed by Fang Qiansheng, who was dressed as a scholar.

(End of this chapter)