Summon players, rebuild Dawei

Murong Liao stood on the shore, looking at the quiet and vast sea in the distance, the sea under the sunny day seemed to be sprinkled with gold leaf, dazzlingly bright.

But facing such a bright and magnificent scenery, his heart was burning with a flame of sorrow.

Since the defeat of Zhongdun City two months ago, he was forced to lead his troops to retreat to Yuxian County. In the next half month, he struggled under the fierce attack of the Wei army more than a dozen times a day, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements, but it was not until Yuxian County was destroyed. I haven't heard any news about the reinforcements.

In desperation, he could only lead his troops to retreat eastward, while counterattacking, trying to break through the encirclement.

However, the Wei army guarded against death, pursued them relentlessly, and adopted the cruelest wolf fighting method. They never fought in close combat, but surrounded them again and again, strafing with crossbow arrows, bit by bit eating away at their strength and exhausting their physical strength.

In this way, he was chased by Wei Jun all the way, and after countless times of narrow escapes, until this morning, when he was hiding from Wei Jun's search in the mountains and forests, Murong Liao accidentally turned around and saw the distant sea shrouded in dawn. Suddenly, all the resentment, nervousness and defensiveness in his body were unloaded.

He knew that he had reached his limit.

Of the thousands of soldiers who led the retreat back then, there are now only a dozen or so left, and a few others were injured.

The arrows are exhausted, the knives and guns are broken, and it has reached the point where ammunition and food are exhausted, and it is impossible to break through.

Although it is an honor for soldiers to die bravely in battle, Murong Liao couldn't bear to see the remaining dozen loyal warriors also die by the enemy's sword, so when he saw a few fishing boats parked on the shore, he A decision has been made.

"Shan Yu, the boat and rations have been prepared, and the wounded have been put into the cabin. Please hurry up and get on the boat, so as not to be caught up by the Wei army!"

The waves suddenly hit, stirring up brilliant white foam at the feet.

Murong Liao nodded solemnly, then looked away, strode to the pier to board the boat.

When stepping into the boat, Murong Liao suddenly realized that he seemed to be seasick, and the unstable feeling as if he was stepping on a wheel gave him waves of dizziness and nausea.

Finally, with the help of the soldiers, he sat firmly in the cabin, when suddenly there was a faint cry of killing in the distance.

Murong Liao poked his head out, and saw a group of black-robed troops who had brought him infinite shadows rushing out from the woods on the high slope.

His complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly ordered: "Quick, let's go!"

The soldiers at the bow cut off the rope with a knife, and immediately rowed the oars vigorously, but none of them were good at this, and it took a long time to move the boat two feet away.

Seeing that the black-robed army was getting closer, in desperation, eight soldiers from the two ships next to them jumped off the boat suddenly, and jointly pushed the fishing boat in the middle, pushing Murong Liao's fishing boat several meters away.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, Murong Liao only felt a nausea-like dizziness, and in a blink of an eye, he saw those soldiers rushing towards the shore.

"No..." He wanted to get out of the cabin, but was stopped by the soldiers in the cabin.

The rowing soldiers gradually found their hand, and the boat speeded up, gradually moving away from the pier.

It was impossible for Murong Liao to disembark at this moment, and he could only watch helplessly as the eight personal soldiers died under the enemy's arrows as soon as they rushed ashore.

In an instant, his abdominal cavity contracted violently, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood. Before falling down, he saw the bright and dazzling sea water collapsing little by little in his field of vision.

"Da Chanyu!"

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"Damn, it's too far away, I can't shoot!" Long Te'ao chased to the pier and scolded angrily, "I'm really speechless, aren't they nomads, can they still run by boat? Don't they get seasick?"

"Can seasickness be fatal?" He Honglian asked back.

Lan Long ran up to the pier a few steps later, and complained: "Fucking let this big boss run away again, this is the first time I have seen such a running boss."

Huo Yuntian was also surprised: "I thought this was already the boundary line after chasing them. I didn't expect them to be able to run to the sea. It's really careless."

"The boundary line is only the boundary line shown on the map. Why can't NPCs go there?" Ning Chengchen said, "Besides, I remember that one of the players drifted to the island by himself by boat?"

"You say Sha Wujing," Lan Long couldn't help but lose his train of thought, "this man is really a goddamn bullshit, the contemporary Robinson Robinson, who has lived alone on an uninhabited island for almost two years, if I can't bear it Lived in loneliness and committed suicide."

On the shore, Nie Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the direction the boat was leaving, and suddenly walked up to Bu Jingyun and asked, "Is there any Thunderbolt Cannon?"

"There are two more." Bu Jingyun answered first, then raised his eyebrows: "You want to throw the Thunderbolt Cannon?"

Nie Feng grinned: "You saw it."

Bu Jingyun checked the distance with his eyes, and said: "It's useless, it's too far away, if you can't throw it on the boat and throw it into the sea, it's just a waste."

"Can't we go after it by boat?" Nie Feng glanced at the two remaining boats beside the pier.

"Inspected, there is a hole in the bottom of the boat."

Nie Feng clicked his tongue lightly, turned his head and cursed: "It's really scheming."

Bu Jingyun knew that his former teammate was somewhat obsessive-compulsive, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't wipe out all the enemies. He persuaded: "Murong Liao was forced to escape by boat. He has no map, no compass, and not enough survival skills." Materials, once entering the sea, the possibility of escaping alive is very small.”

Nie Feng nodded thoughtfully: "That's true."

Although Murong Liao's boat had disappeared from sight, Bu Jingyun decided to let the Flying Eagle Team stay on the shore first and patrol for two days in case the other party turned back halfway.

The players applauded and cheered happily when they received this task. Camping by the sea is equivalent to a camping vacation for them.

"Finally knock down the cotton mouth, let's start the seafood feast!"

"Hurry up, I want to eat steamed prawns, abalone in sauce, fried sea cucumber with scallions, fried scallops with spicy sauce..."

"Don't report the menu, just eat what you get."

"Come, come, come and go to the sea in a team, there is nothing to eat if you are lazy!"

"What about Wei Xiaotian, let him be the cook!"

"The chef has already gone to prepare the seasoning pot, and said that we will have a barbecue at noon..."

Seeing a group of people getting excited and busy for the delicious food, Bu Jingyun shook his head helplessly, and didn't care too much. Anyway, as long as someone is guarding the shore, it doesn't matter how guarding it is.

Besides, the battle of Qingzhou has lasted for more than half a year. Although the rewards of the combat missions are generous, they are really tiring. Take this opportunity to let everyone relax for a while.

Thinking about this, Bu Jingyun found a rock to sit down to rest, then opened the chat box with Zhang Zifang, and sent the news of the capture of Miankou County.

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"Miankou County was conquered by the Wei army, and General Guangwu and the three thousand soldiers he brought were wiped out."

Hearing this news, Murong Guang's face turned pale in an instant, and he asked intermittently: "Then, where is the father?"

The messenger soldier lowered his head and said, "None of the retreating team led by Da Shanyu escaped."

Murong Qing suddenly clenched his sleeves tightly, his tensed knuckles clearly turning white.

He said weakly: "You step back."

"promise."

For a long time after the messenger soldiers left, Murong Qing sat in the hall in a daze, his eyes glazed over, as if he had lost his soul.

He regretted it, he should not have sent only 3000 people to save his father, he should not have assassinated Murong Feng at this time, let the Wei people take advantage of it, and caused his father to die tragically.

And the last thing he should have done was to contact the Yuwen Department, believe the lie that Yuwentou would support him to ascend the throne, and lead this wolf into his lair.

They said that once Murong Feng was killed, they would retreat. What happened?

After the unsuccessful assassination of Murong Feng, Yu Wentou sent troops into the capital, deployed troops inside and outside the palace, and guarded him firmly in the name of protecting him.

At first, Murong Qing thought that he was really thinking about his own safety, but then his actions and orders began to be restricted, he was not allowed to leave the palace gate, he was not allowed to see the generals defending the army, and even the messenger soldiers who reported the news were arrested by Yu Wen. Only then did he suddenly wake up to the manpower that was bought and controlled by the Ministry.

Up to now, Murong Qing still can't see clearly that his uncle really wants to support him to the top, but he doesn't want him to take power, but wants to make himself a puppet in his hands!

Thinking of this, Murong Qing was both angry and terrified, and regretted that he should not have done so many irreversible wrong things because of the influence of power.

But now, even his father is gone, who can help him.

Why on earth did things come to this point...

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this, someone must have conspired to harm me..."

Murong Qing muttered in a daze, after sitting for a while, he didn't know what to think, suddenly stood up and rushed out the door.

Leading a team of guards, Murong Qing quickly walked through the corridor all the way, and came to a room, and opened the door without asking.

Hearing the movement, the person sitting in front of the desk and reading looked up at the door sideways, then put down the scroll unhurriedly and got up and said: "There must be an extremely urgent matter that made His Highness lose his manners."

After being reminded by him, Murong Qing realized that the guards and maidservants around him lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of being implicated by his anger.

He took a breath, managed to regain his composure, and said bluntly: "I suspect that there are secret works hidden in the palace, and secretly sent a message to the Wei people, so I brought people to search."

Xie Yin glanced at the guards behind him, and said calmly, "Please go ahead."

Murong Qing raised his hand, and the guards immediately rushed into the room to search around.

At this moment, Murong Qing stepped forward suddenly, stared into his eyes and said in a low voice, "You are the one who is secretly manipulating, right?"

Xie Min frowned slightly: "What does Your Highness mean?"

"Since you came to me, nothing good has happened to me. I was assassinated, took revenge, and attracted Yu Wentou. Up to now, even my father...is gone..."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Xie Min raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then said calmly: "Your Highness is unhappy, I can understand, but you know very well that these things are beyond my ability."

Murong Qing looked at him in silence for a while, and then laughed at himself mockingly: "Yes, I know, when I said I wanted to contact the Yuwen Department, you stopped me, saying that it is easy to ask God to send God away, but why did you Why don’t you stick to it? I remembered that it was you who said that you wanted to get rid of Murong Feng with the help of outsiders, and that’s why I thought of contacting the Yuwen Department. Isn’t this your deliberate guidance?”

Facing his stubborn questioning, Xie Yin just looked at him calmly: "If Your Highness finds me guilty, then what I did before will be suspicious."

Murong Qing knew that his doubts were unfounded, and he seemed to be making trouble without reason, but he couldn't let go of it. His father died, and it was Wei's army who killed him, and this person in front of him was a Wei man.

At one moment, Murong Qing really wanted to kill him to vent his hatred, but at the next moment, he restrained himself extremely calmly.

Yes, he hates Wei people, but now he hates Yu Wentou even more, Xie Min can help him, in this palace, he is the only trustworthy person.

"Your Highness, I didn't find any suspicious letters, I only found this thing beside the bed." At this moment, the guard handed over a small porcelain bottle to Murong Qing.

Murong Ming noticed that Xie Min's eyes suddenly became tense when he saw this object, he immediately couldn't help feeling suspicious, took the porcelain bottle and opened it to check, only to find that it contained several pills.

"What is this?" He took out a life extension pill and asked.

"Healing medicine." Xie Min said in a cold tone.

"Oh, by the way, you are still sick." Murong Qing suddenly realized, as if he just remembered this matter.

He put the pill back into the bottle, but did not return it to its owner. Instead, he put the pill bottle into the pouch on his waist in front of Xie Min, and then said with a friendly look: "This medicine must be It is very precious, so as not to lose it, let me keep it for you."

Xie Min's face was slightly cold, and a pair of phoenix eyes stared at him solemnly.

Murong Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, took a step back and said: "I was bothering you just now, Xie Sheren, please continue to rest."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and led the people out of the house.