"Someone killed the Master of Kaiyang Palace?"
The various halls guarded the temple, and the Heavenly Mandate Temple stood high in front of the throne of God. The scholar looked surprised when he heard the report from the three Kaiyang envoys below.
Although the master of Kaiyang Palace is average in strength and has a bad temper, he is very senior and has some prestige.
On weekdays, even if other palace masters see the master of Kaiyang Palace, they must be polite and do not want to have any disputes with him.
Living long is always a kind of capital.
"Please also ask the Master of Tianyu Palace to avenge our palace master!" A Kaiyang Divine Envoy knelt on the ground and leaned over to request.
"Please Lord Tianyu Palace, please avenge our palace master!" The other two Kaiyang Divine Envoys also prostrated on the ground, begging sincerely.
"Do you know who did it?"
In front of the throne, Fu Jinglun looked at the three people kneeling below and asked indifferently.
"I don't know."
The Kaiyang Divine Envoy in the middle shook his head and responded, "Judging from the sword wound on our palace master's throat, the murderer is a master of swordsmanship. He is extremely powerful. With one sword sealing his throat, our palace master doesn't even have the power to fight back." .”
"Um?"
When Fu Jinglun heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Seal the throat with a sword?
Even if the Master of Kaiyang Palace is not a top expert among the five realms, he should not be killed with just one sword.
In this case, the person who took action was either prepared, or he was a master in the art of killing.
This reminded him of the Yanyu Tower in the Central Plains!
Collect money to buy life, five realms, you can kill.
After a brief thought, Fu Jinglun gathered his thoughts, looked at the three people below, and said calmly, "There are only a handful of such masters of swordsmanship in the Western Regions. As long as he has not left the Western Regions, he will be found sooner or later. Don't worry, this matter will not matter to me." I will not stand by and watch.”
"Thank you, Lord!"
The three Kaiyang God Envoys looked grateful and prostrated again.
"Qiji, please take the three divine envoys down to rest first."
Fu Jinglun looked at the red archbishop below the hall and ordered.
"yes!"
Archbishop Prairie took the order, stepped forward, and said, "You three, please follow me."
"Thank you Archbishop."
The three Kaiyang Divine Envoys stood up and responded, then left the temple together.
After the four people left, Fu Jinglun fiddled with his fingers on the throne, and a half-smile appeared on his face.
The master of Kaiyang Palace died at the right time.
Just in time, we can take this opportunity to see if the masters of the other temples are loyal enough to Tianyu Temple.
Thinking of this, Fu Jinglun spoke and ordered, "Yu Luo, inform the other palace masters of the Eleven Temples about this, and let them do their best to find the murderer of the master of Kaiyang Palace!"
"yes!"
Below the main hall, a red archbishop who had never spoken a word came forward and gave the order.
Except for the late and weakest Liu Rongnu, the four red-clothed archbishops of Tianyu Palace, the other three are now guarding the temple.
And Yu Luo is the strongest among the four bishops of Tianyu Palace, bar none.
"Palace Master."
After accepting the order, Yu Luo hesitated and asked, "What if they just work but don't contribute any effort?"
"There are countless people who want to take the position of the Lord of the Twelve Temples."
On the throne of God, Fu Jinglun said calmly, "The God of Light needs devout believers, not ambitious people who are obedient and secretive."
"My subordinate understands, please leave first."
Yu Luo heard the meaning of the palace master's words, bowed again, then turned and left.
After everyone left, Fu Jinglun stood up in the temple and walked towards the outside of the temple.
It was a dark night, with the bright moon shining high in the sky, but not much light.
"Palace Master, a letter from Baidi City."
At this moment, a god general walked over quickly and delivered a letter from Baidi City.
Fu Jinglun took the letter and looked strange after seeing the contents.
That Tantai goddess is really willing to give up.
The conditions are generous.
Can be traded!
At the same time, in Baidi City, on top of the city tower, Tantai, who was dressed in a light blue fur robe, stood quietly in the mirror, staring in the direction of the Great Shang Capital City, with thoughts flashing through his eyes.
The New Year has passed, and in a few days, the weather will start to get warmer. This year will be the last chance for the eight tribes in Mobei.
There can no longer be any hesitation, even if you put all your efforts and burn all your boats, you must win this war.
"Is it too risky to exchange for a war horse?"
From behind, Lord Bai Di stepped forward and said solemnly, "War horses are the foundation of our eight tribes in Mobei."
In this war, the reason why the Eight Tribes of Mobei were able to achieve today's results was because the Mobei Iron Cavalry had sufficient reserves of war horses, which neither the Central Plains Dynasty nor the temples in the Western Regions could compare with.
However, today's Mobei has become increasingly uninhabitable, and the production of war horses has become less and less. At this time, exchanging war horses for equipment is equivalent to cutting off Mobei's biggest escape route.
"We have no choice."
Tantai Jingyue came back to her senses and said calmly, "If we spend a long time with Dashang, the Eight Tribes will be defeated. If we can't win this year, we will lose this war. Even if the Eight Tribes of Mobei can win by then, Defend according to danger and rely on Baidi City to defend the sixteen states in the north. However, the Eight Tribes of Mobei are ethnic groups that have lived on grasslands and on horseback for a long time. The long-term tug-of-war of defending and attacking the city is impossible for the Great Shang Dynasty. Rivals of the Dynasty"
Having said this, Tantai Jingyue paused and continued, "Perhaps the Eight Divisions of Mobei can defend it for one year or two years, but can they defend it for ten or eight years? No need for ten years Eight years, give Dashang three to five years to recuperate and regain his strength. By then, hundreds of thousands of troops will be approaching the city and Baidi City will be destroyed. It will only be a matter of time."
"Goddess, not everyone can see things as far-sighted as you."
Lord Bai Di heard the former explanation and said sternly, "Your decision has made many people dissatisfied. Everyone feels that there is no need for Babu to take such a risky move. After all, this war between us and Dashang, It still occupies an absolute advantage.”
"Advantage?"
Hearing this, Tantai Jingyue smiled coldly and said, "Don't worry about them, Xia Chong cannot speak ice, and I don't expect them to understand."
"The words of the Goddess do make sense. There are too many idiots in the Eight Parts to ignore."
At this moment, behind the two of them, Lord Helan stepped forward, groping for the ring on the ring finger of his left hand with his right hand, and said, "I absolutely agree with the decision of the goddess of heaven. If the war has reached this level, there is nothing else." The retreat is between us and Dashang. Either he dies or we die. Within a year, if we can't destroy Dashang, the direction of the war will completely fall to Dashang's side."
"Winter is coming."
Tantai Jingyue turned around and glanced at the north, and said coldly, "We have no way out. Only by conquering the great merchants and building the Great Wall can we hold on to a glimmer of hope."
She didn't want to see that one day, when the extreme night came to the world and the monster army came to the world, the people of Mobei would have to use their flesh and blood to stop those monsters.
