The Goryeo Palace is restricted.
On the dragon throne in the main hall, King Gao Jianwu of Goryeo looked as pale as a dead man. He seemed to be only about thirty years old, with tall shoulders. Although he wore a bright dragon robe and a high crown on his head, he gave people a decadent feeling as if he was wearing a shroud.
In recent days, he has been having trouble sleeping and eating. Even sitting on the dragon throne feels like sitting on pins and needles. He is in constant panic all day long.
Now that Goryeo is in danger of subjugation, the fear of Yanyun's Eighteen Riders is obviously beyond his imagination. They have broken through thirteen cities and slaughtered hundreds of thousands of Goryeo...
In the palace hall, all the ministers were either executed by him or fled first. At this moment, except for him, the King of Goryeo, and his bodyguard, there was only one person left in the hall.
This man has a handsome appearance, a tall figure, a beautiful beard and beard. His crown and clothes are all decorated with gold, and he wears five swords. No one on the left and right dares to look up at him.
In recent years, a stubborn regional chieftain has arisen in the east of Goryeo. His name is Gesuwen, nicknamed the "Five Swordsman". This person not only attracts many forces in Goryeo, but also has many contacts with Bohai, Silla, and Baekje.
Although Gao Jianwu is the king of Goryeo, he must be jealous of him. If it hadn't been for the appearance of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry, Gao Suwen would have rebelled long ago.
Looking at Ge Suwen, Gao Jianwu said in a trembling voice: "Da Dui Lu, but...is there any way to deal with it?"
Gaisu Wen's spirit was much stronger than Gao Jianwu's. Even at this moment, he still had some composure and said calmly: "If you want to retreat from the enemy, you need 'Yijian Master' Fu Cailin to come in person. The king has sent someone to ask Fu Cailin." Master, I’ll just wait and see.”
Suddenly someone said: "No need, he can't come!"
With a creak, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open slowly.
No one reported or communicated, but from outside the hall, a figure slowly walked in... His steps were slow and calm, his face was pleasant, and there was a faint smile on his lips.
There is something indescribable about his whole person, he is leisurely and indulgent, his hair is whiter than snow, and his body is covered with light fur.
Along with the arrival of people, the cold wind also swept through the entire hall. In the cold wind, everyone smelled a fishy smell.
That's blood energy. The blood energy is so thick that it's disgusting!
Gao Jianwu saw the visitor and said in Chinese: "Are you Han?"
Randomly said: "I am."
Gao Jianwu said: "Who are you?"
Ranran smiled and said: "The person who destroys the country."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed, and a shrill scream sounded immediately. The force of his finger seemed invisible and tangible, dragging out traces that lasted for a long time, as if dividing the world and shooting away sharply.
Hearing a "chi" sound, Gao Jianwu's eyes widened and blood splattered from his eyebrows.
Before the guards had come to their senses, Ran Yi raised his hand again and slowly pressed down with his palm, pressing the void with his palm!
Melting in the sky, clinging to the earth, melting through the heaven and earth, controlling life and death, with the pressing of this palm, there is only the frozen silence and the endless murderous intent.
The person froze, and even the wind stopped. After the person froze, the eighty-eight guards on the left and right let out a scream at the same time, and then they all vomited blood and flew backwards.
Seeing such a terrifying scene in front of him, Gesuwen felt a chill spread silently throughout his body. This was a strong hollow feeling that made him think of death.
He must kill, only by killing can he suppress the fear of death.
The man suddenly took action, using both swords at the same time. He used two golden swords, one soft and one hard, but the coordination was perfect.
But he casually forced out a sword force, twisted his neck lightly, and then chopped off his head.
Turn around gracefully and slowly walk out of the door...
At this time, outside the main hall, there was a piece of red soil within a hundred feet, with almost no color; corpses were lying in the field, and the white snow had been dyed red, like a purgatory on earth, a place for Shura.
Zhu Yuyan looked back, revealing her pretty face, and she was staring at him deeply, her beautiful eyes looking deep, with a slightly complicated look, as if she had met such a person for the first time.
"What kind of person are you?"
The soft and melodious voice came.
He looked at her randomly and said, "Why do you ask?"
Zhu Yuyan sighed softly: "You don't seek fame and wealth, you don't pursue wealth, you don't approach women, even if you ask the immortal, you don't care much, what do you want?"
Ran Ran had a strange look on his face and said, "Who told you that I'm not a womanizer?"
Zhu Yushan was slightly startled, and then she frowned and said, "You don't like Huanhan?"
Thinking of the barefoot figure, he shook his head and said, "I'm just worried!"
Zhu Yuyan said in surprise: "A person like you has some scruples?"
He glanced at her randomly and said calmly: "I just have no scruples about outsiders, but if they are my friends and my beloved wife, I will naturally have scruples."
Zhu Yuyanmei's eyes widened and she asked in surprise: "You still have a wife?"
He nodded casually and said: "There are good wives, there are fierce women, and there are evil women!"
Zhu Yuyi was stunned when she heard this, and instantly understood the meaning of his words. Then she snorted coldly: "All men in the world are the same. They pretend to be romantic, but in fact they are all lustful people."
Ran Ran glanced at her lightly and said calmly: "Have you ever heard of a saying: Infatuation is ruthless, and infatuation is also heartless! If a man is capable, he will be favored by many women. If he is infatuated with someone, He will definitely do many ruthless and heartless things.”
Zhu Yushan opened her eyes wide and said, "What kind of fallacy is this!"
Ranran said calmly: "The so-called good man must be ugly, simple-minded, and not very capable. Unfortunately, no woman likes such a man. Even if a woman really likes him, he will not like him. An ugly girl will only secretly hurt the fairy in her heart!"
Zhu Yushan was dumbfounded when she heard another nonsense, but after thinking about it for a while, she found that there was some truth in what she said.
Seeing that she really believed what he said, Ren couldn't help but smile and said, "Where's Huanhua?"
Zhu Yushan said dullly: "I asked her to hang Fu Cailin's head on the city gate."
He nodded casually, stepped into the bloody ground, and walked away.
Zhu Yushan followed in a daze, still thinking about those "heretical theories" in her mind!
Although the sunset was not visible, it was already dusk.
The cold wind was blowing and the snow was falling. The whole city of Pyongyang was filled with killing sounds and screams. On the imperial road outside the palace, countless Korean troops fled in panic, and screams of surprise spread.
"It's them... they're coming."
"It's the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun!"
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On the 19th day of the lunar month, the news spread that Pyongyang, the capital of Goryeo, had been defeated, and the world was shocked!
Earlier, both the Central Plains and foreign countries believed that Pyongyang could be defended, and Yanyun's Eighteen Horsemen vowed to do the same as they did thirty years ago. Finally, they gave up and returned to the deserted city.
But no one expected that Goryeo's "Yijian Master" Fu Cailin did not stop the eighteen gods and demons like Bi Xuan. Instead, his head was hung high on the gate of Pyongyang. The Goryeo king's family was slaughtered, and Goryeo fell. Got it!
Since the eighteenth year of Yanyun, the Northern Expedition to Goryeo only lasted twelve days.
Eighteen riders crossed the Liao River, slaughtering Jian'an first, then Xincheng, and then defeated Xuantu, Hengshan, Gaimou, Momi, Liaodong, Baiyan, Bisha, Maigu, Yinshan, Houhuang, Zhuzhe, and the Pyongyang Fourteenth Army. In the city, a total of 370,000 Goryeo troops were killed and more than 500,000 Goryeo civilians were killed.
This time Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry were dispatched, and it can be said that the killing was so shocking that the gods and ghosts wept, the sky was blocked, millions of corpses were laid down, and the northeastern plains of Liaoning were washed away with blood.
After this dispatch, the reputation of Yanyun's Eighteen Riders as "gods and demons" is even greater than in the past. Their murderous and vicious reputations are so great that they scare the world. Although Goryeo has been subjugated, the killings of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun have not stopped. They cleaned up along the way, with the intention of first subjugating Goryeo, and then exterminating all households and roots.
It is precisely because everyone is afraid of this, and precisely because of this, millions of refugees in Goryeo have been turned away by the three countries of Balhae, Silla, and Baekje. Cities and cities everywhere are closed and guarded, fearing to offend the gods and demons.
They were ordered to wipe out their families and roots. When Yang Guang made three expeditions to Goryeo, he recruited hundreds of thousands of soldiers each time, and the number of accompanying people was especially large. After the three expeditions, the household registration dropped sharply to more than two million households in the Sui Dynasty.
If the three conquests of Goryeo were viewed by those in power as Yang Guang's "arrogance of talent and learning," then compared to ordinary people, Yang Guang deserved death and was an out-and-out tyrant.
Xuanyuan did not use Yang Guang to vent his anger. Killing one Yang Guang was not enough to appease people. The Han people buried millions of corpses in Liaodong, so he wanted to wipe out the entire family of Goryeo.
