On How a Sworn Enemy Becomes a Lover

Abandoning the car to keep handsome is actually the best choice now.

But the old dukes are not only from Ouyue, but also from the same branch as King Ouyue. They have broken bones and tendons, but they really don't have much power.

By the way, there is another biggest question, who should be the defensive coach.

In the past, Jiuyue relied on the Xi family and the Lin family, but now that Lin has rebelled against the country and the head of the Xi family died in battle, who will be the commander in chief of the garrison? There is no one available in the whole city. This is the sorrow of Ouyue and the sorrow of the people.

In fact, there is one person who can take on the position. Mo Er suddenly thought of someone, Xi Linglong.

She inherited the military talent of the head of the Xi family and is also a family wash, which can inspire the people to a certain extent.Her greatest flaw, however, is that she is a woman.

Mo Er can think of Linglong, and King Ouyue can also think of Linglong.

But after he thought about it, he vetoed it. If it was rumored that Ou Yue was already a general, and that he had to rely on a woman for the formation of troops, he would lose a lot of morale.

"Linglong can't do it, it's better to call Xixian back." King Ouyue completely broke the pot, Xixian is not a general, the only thing he can show is his hands and appearance.

But King Ouyue was obviously cornered.

Everyone knows that Xi Xian is not a good candidate, but they have no choice.

Xixian was finalized as the coach, Mo Er always felt uneasy, he wanted to suggest King Ouyue let Linglong be the deputy commander, but King Ouyue's appearance should really be broken.

The words fell on his lips and he didn't bring them up.

King Ouyue was tired, and his tall figure was sluggish, and the panic that was approaching the end overwhelmed him.

Two eunuchs came to help him, he walked two steps, stopped again, turned around and asked: "How many people can a few uncles take out?"

Several old princes also looked at each other, and they gave a basic estimate: "1 people."

King Ouyue pushed away the eunuch next to him, walked over in two steps, grabbed the Duke of Min who was closest to him, and pulled him towards him: "Uncle, I want the widow to die!"

Duke Min is nearly 80 years old this year, and his old bones were almost shaken apart by King Ouyue.

"Why don't you speak?" King Ouyue asked sharply.

The old Duke was shaken until he almost fainted, but he still had the strength to speak, so he couldn't speak.

"Don't think that I don't know how many people you have in your hands. If the city of Panyu is destroyed, I will die alone, and I will definitely take you and others along with me."

King Ouyue fell into a kind of madness. He yelled hysterically, and after letting go of Duke Min, he took out the sword from the waist of the guard next to him, and waved it around indiscriminately. Kneeling tremblingly on the ground.

"I am going to die alone, and I have to be buried with Lal and others."

The sword swept across the arm of the old eunuch who was accompanying him, and the old eunuch couldn't help screaming.

It was this sound that seemed to wake up King Ouyue. His hands drooped, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, making a sound that was not too loud.The hall was silent, and the old eunuch was trembling while covering his arms.

King Ouyue helped up the old eunuch.

"Let Mo Yi and the second child do the rest." He staggered a few steps away, the old eunuch wanted to help him, but he pushed him away.

The loss of Wutong and Hezhou made Mo Yi feel like he was in a dream, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Eldest Prince, it's not that the old ministers don't want to take it, it's that we just have such a small fortune." The Duke of Min managed to catch his breath, and before Mo Yi recovered, he began to cry poorly.

How many people are in the hands of these old dukes, Mo Er counts them all in his mind, but it is definitely more than that.

They are so smart, how can they put all their eggs in one basket, and they are not afraid of the eggs being beaten.

Mo Er is not used to them, and said coldly: "Four, Mo Er is not willing to cut people's backs. Now Ouyue is already in dilapidated condition. The uncles have their own plans, and Mo Er understands, but you are from Ou Yue. Yue, you and I are of the same clan, at this time, Yue Yue doesn't care about abandoning Ou, and he is not afraid of Lei Gong's punishment."

The four old princes didn't think much of Mo Er.

But since Mo Er made such a red face, if Mo Yi is smart, he will know how to play a bad face.

Mo Yi is not a stupid person, he first scolded Mo Er, and then softly comforted him: "Panyu is the root of Yue people, four uncles."

A tree without roots will wither sooner or later.

The four old princes were born in this city and got married in this city, and their children did the same, and even their children continued this path.

"Twenty thousand, all our belongings have been put on it."

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Mo Er will regard it as true.

Mo Yi asked someone to send the four old dukes back, and before he knew it, it was dawn, but it was raining, the rain in May was fierce, and the angry thunder rolled in the sky, and the thunder light reflected on Mo Er's face.

The old eunuch handed over the oiled paper umbrella, although it was useless, it was better than nothing.

"How did you tell Linglong about this?" After Niu Wang's birthday, this was the first time the two brothers spoke, and Mo hesitated at the first glance.

Mo Er was also thinking about it, but he had no idea, and he didn't know how to mention it to Linglong.

"It's up to you!" Mo Yi told Mo Er after hesitating again and again.

Mo Er sighed slightly and agreed.

The two brothers waded through the water together, one behind the other, no one mentioned the matter of the Niu Wang's birthday, each had a guess in their hearts, but they didn't mention it.

Linglong had already gotten up, seeing that the two brothers were covered in water, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

"Why don't you come back after the rain has subsided." She asked someone to bring a dry cloth towel, and Mo Yi wiped the water awkwardly, but Mo Er didn't even pick up the cloth towel.

As soon as Mo went out at night, Linglong had a vague premonition, she paused slightly with the hand holding the teacup, raised her head, first looked at Mo Yi, and then turned to look at Mo Er when she saw that Mo Yi was silent.

Mo Er didn't know how to say this, he hesitated for a while, but Mo Yi couldn't help giving him winks, and under Linglong's sincere gaze, Mo Er said with difficulty: "Lin betrayed the country, Wutong fell, and the people of the city were slaughtered." .” At this point, he paused, as if to give Linglong a chance to react.

Linglong Tianling Gai buzzed a bit, leaning on the back of the chair and reluctantly sat down, but Mo Er continued: "He led the Liang army to Hezhou, causing Hezhou to fall."

"Daddy, what happened to my daddy?" Linglong was in a hurry. She had a premonition in her heart. If her father was alive, Hezhou would never fall. Now that Hezhou is lost, there is only one possibility. She doesn't believe it. Her father is the Ouyue God of War. For more than forty years in the battlefield, she has never been defeated, and the Xi family army is invincible and invincible. She must have thought too much. Even though she was comforted, she was still uneasy.

"Patriarch Xi died on the battlefield."

Mo Er's tone was very low, as if Linglong was in a dream, he asked again: "Dad died in Hezhou?"

After Mo Er hummed, Linglong slid down the chair weakly, knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

She subconsciously covered her face, not wanting to be seen.

Mo Er wanted to help, but felt that it was unreasonable, so he stood still after taking two steps.

"Linglong, you still have me." Mo Yi held Linglong's shoulders and knelt on the ground with her. He was not very good at talking, and he liked to express many things directly. This was probably the most explicit thing he had ever said in his life.

"What about Panyu?" Hezhou and Wutong are the biggest barriers on both sides of Panyu. Without these two cities, Daliang will attack Panyu in a few days. Besides, the most terrible thing is that without Xijiajun and Linjia Army, Ouyue's mobilized force was at least half less.

Linglong raised her eyes and looked directly at Mo Yi. There were still tears in her eyes, but she still couldn't stop her determination.

It is unrealistic to transfer troops from outside to defend the city now, Linglong has this knowledge more deeply than anyone else, so it hits the nail on the head.

Mo Yi said quietly: "Linglong, don't think so much, the sky will fall and there will be a tall man on top."

He thought Linglong was worried about her own safety.

This is probably the biggest joke, the Xi family is strong and strong, which one is not a famous man, especially Linglong, although the death of the Xi family master is sad, but she will only press it on her heart. It is very important, and it is also important to her to wash the important things of the owner.

"The four old princes dispatched [-] soldiers." Mo Er understood Linglong, so he naturally understood what she was thinking.

Whether 2 people can defend the city or not is another matter. The key is who will be the commander.

Linglong sighed slightly, counting on her fingers, no one in Panyu can be the commander of the garrison, or to put it bluntly, in their generation, except for Lin Qing, no one is a usable general.

However, Lin Qing hated her so far, and everyone in the city would die if they said they would die.

She Xi Linglong is destined to be Panyu's sinner.

"It's your brother." Mo Er said helplessly.

"Xixian!" Linglong screamed, what kind of virtue he is, Linglong knows it well: "No, I want to be the deputy commander."

Mo Yi flatly refused: "I don't agree! What is it like for a woman to hang out with a bunch of men in public all day long?"

Linglong didn't bother to argue with Mo Yi, so she turned her attention to Mo Er.

Mo Er shook his head helplessly, he was powerless.

"Don't let me respect you. My husband thinks highly of you. Before I married you, I thought you were an upright gentleman. I didn't expect you to have such a dirty mind. If you don't mention it, it's just a question of whether my brother can hold Panyu City. You Do you want to kill the people in Panyu City for a little bit of prejudice?"

Linglong was short of breath, and got up with Mo Yigang.

Mo Yi couldn't help laughing: "Are you thinking of the people in the city, or are you thinking of your adulterer?"

Suspicion and peeping broke Linglong's heart.

She took a step back and distanced herself from Mo Yi, the disappointment in her eyes was beyond words.

Sure enough, men are all of the same virtue, a group of out-and-out big pigs, no matter how well they talk, they still have their own little girl in their hearts. If it weren't for today, Linglong wouldn't know that he thinks of himself like this .

Seeing that the two of them had cooled down, Mo Er hesitated to speak a few words of persuasion, but was interrupted by Linglong in advance: "Second Prince, stay away from me, don't be contaminated with unnecessary anger."