Chapter 1273 Good News
Looking at the tall and majestic figure on the city wall and listening to the familiar voice, Feng Yi's eyes turned red with excitement.
"Yes, Master!"
It really is the master! He is alive!
Feng Er and the others' lips were trembling with excitement. No one could have imagined how happy they were to see their master again.
But Tuoba Yu was different. Looking at Han Muchen standing on the city wall, he was surprised and shocked.
“………………”
Han Muchen is still alive!
That's impossible. His information was so accurate. He was clearly dead.
But the living person standing on the city wall made him believe it.
As I was thinking about it, I heard a howling sound in the distance.
“Awoo, awoo…”
Countless black wolves, with ferocious fangs bared, rushed towards this side.
The Tuoba army was frightened so much that their faces turned pale. Many people had witnessed the cruelty of this black wolf before, and now it came again.
And the overwhelming number of eagles above your head is even more terrifying.
For a moment, they forgot about fighting. Some stared at the black wolves with horror, while others craned their necks to look at the eagles in the sky.
Especially those soldiers that Tuoba Yu had just borrowed from neighboring countries. They had never experienced such a battle and were watching in confusion.
The black wolf and the eagle had already arrived, and some people lost their lives before they could even react.
What was originally a melee between two sides has now turned into one side being humans and the other side being beasts.
Han Muchen ordered the Mu family army to retreat, leaving the battlefield to Feng Jiu Baixue, Xiao Gangpao and others.
The eagles are responsible for attacking from above, while the wolves are responsible for picking up the loose ends below. The two sides fight in coordination, like a bloody mouth that eats people.
Wherever they went, there was no survivor, and blood splattered everywhere in the mess of flesh and blood.
Tuoba Yu's army of hundreds of thousands was instantly defeated and became a pile of scattered sand, and they ran back in panic.
Those who run slowly will lose their lives.
Seeing Feng Jiubai, Yuxue and Xiao Gangpao showing off their prowess, Han Xing and the others were extremely happy.
Just before this, they had already prepared themselves to lose their lives, but they didn't expect that they would be the ones to lose their lives at this moment.
Looking at the defeated Tuoba army, Han Xing was about to chase them, waving the Eight-sided Hammer in his hand, but was stopped by the men on the city wall.
"Don't chase after a desperate enemy!"
Following the sound of drums signaling the withdrawal of troops, Han Xing, Feng Yi and the others entered the city exhausted.
Looking at their master whom they hadn't seen for a long time, everyone knelt down excitedly.
"master!"
"master!"
They were all tall, about 1.89 meters, but at this moment they were like little wives, their bodies shaking from crying.
Looking at the blood that had not yet dried on their bodies and their haggard faces, the man frowned and reached out to help them up.
"Master, more than 100,000 of our brothers have died!"
Han Xing looked at his master, holding back his tears and pouting.
He was the one in charge this time, and he felt very guilty about the deaths and injuries of so many brothers.
Feng Yi and the others also looked unhappy. After so many years of fighting on the battlefield with their master, this time was the time with the heaviest casualties.
Looking at the childish face of his beloved disciple, the man wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Rest for a day first, Master will settle the score with them later!"
The man's voice was frighteningly cold, with a chill that penetrated the bones.
Tens of thousands of lives were lost, and he would not let Tuoba Yu go.
But seeing how weak they are, I guess they have been fighting hard for a long time.
The most important issue right now is to allow everyone to recover their strength quickly.
After a day of rest, Han Muchen was wearing silver armor, holding a spear in his hand, and riding a white horse.
With nearly 400,000 Mu family troops, he directly crossed the Dongping border and entered the Dongping Kingdom.
Feng Jiu Baixue's wolf pack led the way, and Xiao Gangpao's eagle pack circled in the sky above.
With hundreds of thousands of troops following behind, Han Xing was still the commander-in-chief. He led the army with overwhelming force and captured one city after another.
The first few cities still offered some resistance, but after hearing the news, the soldiers defending the cities behind them simply abandoned the cities and fled.
The people all closed their doors and windows, and were trembling with fear.
Just when they thought they were about to fall into an endless abyss, the Mu family army did not hurt them at all, but simply crossed the street and headed towards the next city.
After conquering twelve cities in a row, the Emperor of Dongping submitted a letter of surrender, agreeing to all conditions, whether it was ceding land, cities, money, or beautiful women.
What he got in return was a palm strike from Han Muchen, which turned the letter of surrender into ashes.
What he wanted was not compensation, but that from now on, there would be no more Dongping Kingdom in the world.
Three days later, Han Muchen stabbed Tuoba Yu with a spear in the Dongping Palace and killed the Dongping Emperor with his own hands.
From then on, Dongping Kingdom was completely destroyed.
When the good news reached the capital, everyone was stunned.
After listening to the informant's story, everyone had only one thought in their mind.
The King of Morning has awakened!
On that day, they saw with their own eyes that the long sword pierced the chest of King Chen, but he did not die.
The retired emperor was so shocked that he looked like a fool. He watched his son die in front of him, how could he be alive again?
Only Han Yun smiled with his lips pursed. His mother had said that his father would wake up, and she really did not lie to him.
Han Muchen left 200,000 soldiers of the Mu family to deal with the aftermath, and then returned with another 200,000 soldiers of the Mu family to prepare to deal with Chuxiong.
Before reaching the Far North, the King of Chuxiong received the news that Han Muchen had destroyed the Kingdom of Dongping. He was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Wouldn't Chuxiong be in danger as well?
In order to avoid the same fate as the Kingdom of Dongping, the King of Chuxiong emptied the treasury and granary, and personally asked for the throne. In addition, he also offered a fiefdom of a hundred miles.
In order to avoid the suffering of the people, Han Muchen accepted the sincerity of Emperor Chuxiong, took the food and money, and gave the fiefdom of a hundred miles to the Beihan Kingdom.
As a thank you for their help in times of crisis, from then on, their only northern neighbor was the Beihan Kingdom.
It took only a few days to deal with these matters, and he returned to the palace with Qin Chuchu, who was in confinement after giving birth.
I heard that the king returned to the capital this morning. After the morning court session, the ministers were still waiting quietly.
Looking at the tall and majestic figure who walked in, the emperor suddenly stood up.
"Chen'er!"
Even though I already knew that Chen'er had woken up, I still found it difficult to control my emotions when I saw a living person standing in front of me.
The ministers were equally excited and all came to greet King Chen.
After Han Muchen returned the greetings one by one, he came to the emperor and knelt on one knee.
"I have caused Father to worry!"
"Okay, okay, I'm glad you woke up!"
The retired emperor could no longer control his emotions. Tears welled up in his cloudy old eyes and his body trembled.
After Han Muchen comforted his father, he looked at the little man standing in front of the dragon throne, who was looking at him with tears in his eyes.
I haven't seen him for a while, and he has grown a lot taller. Now that his son is the emperor, he still has to observe the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects.
But before the hands could be clasped together, the little guy rushed over.
“Father!!”
Looking at his son rushing towards him, Han Muchen hugged him in his arms. The little guy hooked his arms around his father's neck and began to sob.
The days without my father are so tiring!
Seeing the little emperor, who used to have a serious face, crying so aggrievedly in Prince Chen's arms, all the ministers felt sad.
“………………”
He is still a child after all!
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