Chapter 805 The Joy of Muscles and Bones Dali City The Imperial Palace In front of the main hall is a wide square. When Nan Yan's officials went to court, they had to pass through here to enter the main hall. In the past, there would have been people standing on both sides of the aisle. It was filled with warriors holding halberds. Under the guidance of the chamberlain, all civil and military officials walked through the halberd passage and went to court. But today, this square looks particularly empty. I can't see those strong and burly palace guards, nor can they see the rushing and busy eunuch palace maids. Only one old monk in a gray cloth monk is sitting in the middle of the square, closed his eyes. There was a ball of cattail sitting under him. There was no cassock on him, no wooden fish in front of him, and no beads in his hand. He was the only one in the square, but the surrounding area was heavily guarded. The eight hundred Tushen Guards have already been arranged around according to the plan, ready to form formations at any time. All the imperial guards were gathered around the hall, ready to protect the emperor at any time. "The emperor had someone move a chair and sit at the door of the hall, looking at the old monk and waiting for the person who was coming. To be honest, Murong Shai still didn't understand Fang's answer as to what the purpose of coming to the palace to have a decisive battle with Monk Chuji. He thought about it for two days and the answer he came up with was not very certain. He thought that either Fang Jie wanted to defeat the top master of Dali City in Nanyan's palace and severely dampen the morale of Nanyan's army and people. Either Fang Jie planned to take the opportunity to enter the palace and kill himself. After all, as long as he died, Nan Yan would exist in name only. Standing next to him was a young man in his twenties with rather delicate features. The bright yellow clothes on his body showed his identity. He was Murong Changlan, the crown prince of Nanyan. Unlike the solemn look on Murong Shai¡¯s face, the face of this prince who had been well-dressed and well-fed since childhood was filled with defiance and disdain. "Father" Murong Changlan looked at the great monk Wanji sitting cross-legged in the middle of the square. After enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Isn't it a bit reckless to entrust state affairs to a warrior? I think I , it is best to meet the enemy in battle, defeat the enemy with dignity and dignity, and promote the majesty of our country, these unskilled Jianghu people, even if they have extremely strong cultivation, they will never be able to get on the stage. I feel Jianghu people can't serve the country, but they can't value him so much. " Murong Shai knew his son very well. He knew that Murong Changlan had all the conditions for a wise monarch. Perhaps the only shortcoming was that he was too young. Confident, so confident that you don¡¯t even know yourself. He looked down on Jianghu people, but Murong Shai would never tell him that Murong Shai himself was a Jianghu person. This so-called legitimate inheritance of the throne is nothing more than a dark and bloody joke. "Lan'er, I know what you are thinking." Murong Shai withdrew his eyes from the great monk Wan Ji, glanced at his son and said gently: "You have been practicing the art of war since you were a child, and you are knowledgeable and talented. You have also been anonymous. I have participated in martial arts competitions in the military and won the first place many times. I know that if I really give you a powerful army, you will definitely be able to sweep the world." Upon hearing this, Murong Changlan's face showed a trace of pride. color. "But, Lan'er I don't have such an army for you." Murong Shai sighed slightly: "The Yan Kingdom has never experienced a war since its founding. Although you want to expand your territory, I have not. I gave you this opportunity, do you know why?¡± ¡°But I don¡¯t know.¡± ¡°Because whether you admit it or not, the national power of the Yan State is still too weak.¡± Murong Shai said sadly: ¡°I have always endured the humiliation and paid homage to the Sui State. , don¡¯t you want to survive under the oppression of the enemy, and then develop and strengthen yourself, waiting to one day trample all enemies under your feet and be proud? But Dayan Kingdom is not what it seems on the surface, and the four cities in the north have been destroyed by the enemy one after another. It is precisely because the courtiers and people of Dayan are not united. They only see their own interests, not the interests of Dayan. "So, I want you to remember one thing." Murong Shai didn't care about what he said, but he still lowered his head and said, "My son, please listen to your father's teachings." Murong Shai looked at him and said solemnly, "If the Yan Kingdom can survive this disaster, you will be the first to do it after inheriting the throne. The thing to do is not to expand the territory, but to stabilize the imperial court. The enemies in Dayan are far more terrifying than the enemies outside As long as no one dares to question your throne, you are the only one holding in your hands. Only in a country that is absolutely united and obeyed can you move forward steadily. ""Father" Murong Changlan said: "But I think that opening up the territory is not a way to unite the country. Some people do put the interests of their respective families first, but as long as they value interests, there is nothing they can do.?Let them obey. This method, I think, is to start a war with foreign countries. If the people of each family can gain enough benefits from the war, they will gradually change from obedience to obedience to the court. " Murong Shai was slightly startled, and couldn't help but shook his head: "Lan'er, you can see a certain depth in things, but you bypass the superficial things. " "What my father teaches is But my father, if you can't destroy those families, you can only find a way to divert their attention from dividing the interests of the Yan Kingdom, right? " Just as Murong Shai was about to say something, he saw someone hurriedly running over from outside, shouting: "Your Majesty! Something bad happened! " The great monk Wanji, who was sitting cross-legged in the square, opened his eyes when he heard the urgent shouting. He seemed to have thought of something, but there was no reaction. He closed his eyes again and turned a blind eye to the running man. The man who ran over to report the news The man glanced at him and passed by. He rushed straight to Murong Shai and said something hurriedly. Murong Shao's face suddenly changed and his teeth clicked. "Zhu Chijian" You really underestimated me! "The man who reported the message gasped: "The commander of the Black Flag Army, Fang Jie, came to the city gate with only two people and asked to open the gate to enter the city. Originally, the general guarding the city did not dare to open the door, but the Prime Minister said that the other party only had The three of us, if we didn't open the door, the enemy would look down on us. In addition, Heishang Imperial Master was on duty, so we opened the city gate But who would have thought that Fang Jie didn't come to the palace at all, his goal was to let Dali The city is open! " Murong Shao's body shook involuntarily, and the anger in his eyes was burning like fire. City Gate Blood flowed like a river Xie Fuyao stood outside the city gate hole, standing there alone, but keeping everyone away from him Half a step. When the city defenders discovered that the three men had no intention of going any further after entering the city gate, they realized that the three men were not going to the palace to fight the great monk Chuji, but to rob them. The city gate. But who would have thought that there were only three people on the other side who would dare to do this? No matter how limited the troops in Dali City were, they would not be able to resist it. However, they will eventually get tired. Facing the endless rebellion, how long can the three of them hold on until they are exhausted? In fact, it won¡¯t take long at all. Heishang Guoshi was fighting, and the power of those two people when they fought could not allow others to get close. Even if there were people with good cultivation who wanted to avoid them, they rushed into the doorway and closed the city gate again, but the one sitting in the doorway looked like The fat Taoist, who is harmless to humans and animals, has become a mountain blocking the road. Anyone who wants to cross him will have to pay the price with blood. At this time, the defenders began to think of other ways. Someone suggested using a hanging basket to lower the master from the city wall. Then they rushed into the city gate from the outside. Then, they faced a young man with a sword on his back. The opponent had obviously planned it. The young man with the sword on his back was guarding the outside, and Fang Jie was inside, and the fat Taoist was in the middle. As long as the two of them can hold on for half an hour, the Black Flag Army's cavalry can kill them. But this is only theoretical, because the Nanyan people cannot watch the Black Flag Army's cavalry come in for half an hour. The cavalry of the Black Flag Army is rushing here, and the Nanyan garrison has also begun to mobilize on a large scale, heading out from other city gates to the north gate. If the Nanyan Army stops the cavalry of the Black Flag Army, then there will be no solution. It is not as simple as holding on for half an hour. When the time comes, the three of them will face tens of thousands of Nanyan soldiers and practitioners in the entire Dali City. This method can only be thought up by a madman. . Once the Black Flag Army cavalry is blocked and the three of them lose their backup, they will either try their best to break out of the encirclement, or they will die due to exhaustion. There is no example in history where the army relied on human life to kill the great practitioners. This kind of situation can only occur at a specific time, because the prerequisite for the army to fight to the death of the great practitioner is that the great practitioner does not retreat but fights to the end. Then, the practitioners who came down from the city wall and tried to attack the city gate from outside began to fall down one after another. At this moment, they finally understood what Jianruoyoulong means. There were more and more corpses, and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on Xie Fuyao's forehead. He took the time to look back at Fang Jie's side, and found that although Fang Jie was facing only one person, he was far older than himself. The pressure on the sides is greater. The guy in the bright red robe seems to be very difficult to deal with. Meet your opponent in chess! It¡¯s not that Fang Jie hasn¡¯t encounteredLuo Yao is one of the people with a similar physique to his own. But during the decisive battle between Fang Jie and Luo Yao, Luo Yao's powerful physical body had been injured by Yang Jian. At that time, Luo Yao relied on his extremely strong cultivation rather than his physical body to fight Fang Jie head-on. But this person named Heishang Guoshi actually competed with Fang Jie in terms of physique without any difficulty! This had to surprise Fang Jie. Boom! The two people's fists collided with each other again. Under the huge force, both people were forced back a few steps by the other's strength. This kind of pure muscle wrestling made people shudder. Its power was even more powerful than the competition of internal strength. Immediately shocking! Battles between great practitioners are often completed while maintaining a certain distance. Fang Jie and Heishang Guoshi used a more direct method. Melee! It was the first time that Fang Jie met a person who was so sharp in close combat. From the beginning, the two of them gave up long-range attacks and chose to fight close to their opponents. Fang Jie has always had such self-confidence, who would have thought that Master Heishang also had such self-confidence? After the exchange of punches, the clothes on the two people's arms had been shattered by each other, and the exposed arms were now bulging like dragons. "Are you surprised?" Imperial Master Heishang smiled ferociously: "Do you think no one can fight you up close? Today I am going to show you that things that come from nature are not necessarily better than things that come from the day after tomorrow. Be strong!" He stepped forward again, making a big hole in the road paved with blue bricks, and rushed towards Fang Jie like a cannonball. Fang Jie, on the other hand, didn't flinch at all and faced him straight forward! But at this moment, Fang Jie had to think. Why does this black master have such a powerful physique? But he said that he was not born from birth but the day after tomorrow? What happened to this person that caused him to undergo such a drastic change? Bang! The fists collided together again, and the bones of the two people made excited sounds. It was the joy of meeting an opponent. The two people fought faster and harder.