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- After five years of fighting, Dong Yu, who was already at a disadvantage, became stronger because of Liu Feng's return.
But this strength is not aimed at the Western Han Dynasty.
In the sky above the two cities of Hanshan and Yancheng, a figure stood out, followed by dragons and phoenixes. Under a pressure, the commander-in-chief's mansion in the city of the Western Han Dynasty instantly turned to the ground.
Immediately, countless Western Han soldiers fled outside the city. This was beyond their imagination. The only thing they could do was to leave here quickly and return to their homes.
Such scenes were also staged in other places in Dongyu. Those aristocratic families who made small moves after Liu Feng disappeared seemed to have been blown by the wind, and overnight, they all disappeared.
Of course, Liu Feng did not forget those rebellious members of the school. He captured Zhang Heng alive and threw him in front of the Duan brothers. Liu Feng mercilessly killed the other unrepentant people.
This is strength. Before true strength, all means are vulnerable.
With the help of Poisonous Scorpion and Xie Zhi, Liu Lan managed to reach Chang'an in just a few months. The desperate and helpless Liu Xiao was still struggling to his death, but he was betrayed and separated from his relatives and could no longer turn back. In the end, he carried on with his life-long persistence. The emperor died in a dream.
Just like that, the war is over.
It¡¯s a bit unbelievable, but it¡¯s true, because the people leading the war no longer have the persistence to continue.
It is still the same situation as before, with the four countries standing at a high level, but now there is Luming City, which is a deterrent to all sides.
Located in the north of Dong Yu, Luming City is still extremely prosperous, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. There is no difference from the past, but everyone knows that only Luming City can dominate everything in the world now.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The poisonous scorpions and the Haechi decrees, even the royal relatives, the emperors and old men, are at the end of their lives!
After eliminating those who should be eliminated, Liu Feng divided the ancient school into several major branches according to different divisions of labor, thus integrating into one school, which can be regarded as returning to the image of the same sect and origin in ancient times.
Immediately, Liu Feng stopped caring about the world, and handed over Luming City to Han Yuan. He obtained the true biography of Lin Ruoxian and Duan Chunyu, and they were already proficient in government affairs. After they merged into one faction, Han Yuan was also the leader of the famous hall.
In this way, Han Xin could finally rest in peace.
Duan Chunyu and others were accepted as divine envoys by Liu Feng. For this reason, Liu Feng went to Liu Yun the next day to inquire about it. Duan Chunyu, who practiced Tai Chi, under the guidance of the former, made rapid progress.
The military affairs of Luming City were handed over to the Yu family brothers and other young people. Liu Qing and others, who had been fighting for half their lives, took off their armor and returned to the town where Liu Yin once lived, where they guarded the return of their old master.
In the Nanshu Palace, there were already half a hundred people. The Emperor looked forward with a smile on his face, "Are you really not willing to stay?"
"After being away for so many years, I have become accustomed to laziness. Life in this palace is no longer suitable for children. Now that Xing'er has learned a lot, he is more suitable for governing the people than me."
Shaking his head, Zhang Miao looked at Sun Yunai, who was standing next to him, and Zhang Jin, who had grown into a beautiful girl, full of happiness.
"Brother Emperor, is this matter of the throne a joke? How can the younger brother surpass the ancient system!" On the side of Emperor Zong and Princess Wencheng, a young man was holding a folding fan in his hand, with a panic look on his face.
"Haha, my father's intention has been clear for a long time. I made the decision when I sent you to Luming. Moreover, Brother Xing, you accepted the precious fan from the royal brother, and the Za family entrusted it to you together. Now I am already a jade shepherd. How can that guy¡¯s envoy take care of mortal affairs?¡±
Laughing loudly, Zhang Miao bowed to Emperor Zong and Princess Wencheng, then disappeared with his wife and daughter, leaving only the hearty laughter.
On the vast grassland, Darun and Muzate are waiting in full formation. Since the last sneak attack failed and was surrounded and suppressed by Liu Feng, the Huns have less than 100,000 people left, most of whom are women, children and old people without fighting ability.
Muzart fell ill after the war and eventually passed away. Fortunately, Larry was trying his best to keep him away from Darren's lineage, otherwise this department would have been annexed long ago.
Today, they gathered together not for a war, but for an extremely solemn matter. The gods of Kunlun Mountain appeared and sent people to revitalize the Xiongnu. All the people of the grassland must come to welcome them.
¡°Squeak, squeak, squeak~!¡±
The carriage finally appeared in the eyes of Darren and others. An ordinary carriage, followed by dozens of riders, was slowly approaching.
Reining the horse, reining in the whip, the carriage stopped.
When the curtain was lifted, it was Modun, the son of Muzart whom he had not seen for many years.
At this time, a miracle occurred again, and a beam of light shrouded Mao Dun's body. For a moment, even Darren dismounted and knelt on the ground.
In the grassland, God is always the same.Admire.
Looking at the crowd of kneeling people, the thirteen-year-old Mo Dun¡¯s expression did not change at all, but he subconsciously clenched his hands into fists and raised his head to look toward the southeast.
There is Luming City.
In the Western Han Dynasty, after Liu Lan finished handling a batch of memorials, she walked towards the back hall, only to see Sister Huang and Liu Jing sitting alone in the pavilion as usual, facing the east, with a heart-wrenching sadness on her face.
After looking at it for a long time, Liu Lan couldn't help but turn around and walk away with a sigh.
There is an open space in the west of Luming City, which is one of the most respectful places in the entire Luming City. All the soldiers who died on the battlefield for Luming are buried there.
Lin Ruoxian was also among them.
¡°Wu Yong was buried outside that small town with Wu¡¯s mother.
"Weimin, I came to see you. How are you? I heard from Yue'er that your body and bones have never recovered. Why do you keep lying to me? You really don't treat me as a brother!"
Wearing white clothes, Liu Feng sat in front of Lin Ruoxian's tomb, holding a pot of sake in his hand, "You and I haven't had a drink for a long time, and I know you can't drink, so I brought you a small pot."
Putting down the wine bottle in his hand, Liu Feng grabbed it empty-handedly, and a slightly smaller bottle appeared, "This is Lu Ming's latest brew, a priceless bamboo leaf green, come and smell it, does it smell good? Are you greedy?" Why don't you get up and have a drink with your brothers"
As he spoke, Liu Feng's voice was choked with sobs. He lowered his head and indulged for a long time before slowly spreading the wine in front of the tomb with trembling hands.
"Dry!"
After drinking all the pot of wine, Liu Feng fell asleep on the floor with tears on his face, "For the people, if there is an afterlife, you and I will be brothers again!"
More than ten meters away, Xiao Shuyu, dressed in white mourning clothes, was holding a baby in her arms, covering her mouth with tears constantly falling.
In a city in Southern Shu, a white-haired woman with torn clothes was being surrounded by a group of people from the market. Although she looked like a beggar, she could not hide her majestic face.
But everyone who approached screamed and flew out, and after the white-haired woman was stunned for a moment, she ran away like crazy again and rushed into the market.
The lively scene in front of her seemed to have nothing to do with her. She covered her head as if she had encountered something extremely terrifying. She kept mumbling to herself and ran forward desperately.
Perhaps he was too frightened and fell to the ground, causing passers-by to burst into laughter.
He raised his head slightly and stretched out a hand. After seeing the face clearly, the white-haired woman suddenly lost her voice.
Back then, it was this smiling face that fascinated her.
After a long time, tears fell down her cheeks, and then she softly uttered two words, "Yunyan"
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