"So......
Do you want to be the person in Lin Shuai's position?
Xi Wen's words were encouraging.
Mu Fan just smiled, laughed for a while, and said, "Why do you think I can be in Lin Shuai's position?"
” "Because you're young and capable."
"I've offended Lin Shuai, even if I want to do it, I can't do that position."
Xi Wen smiled meaningfully: "That's not necessarily. ” "How?"
Mu Fan asked.
"You offended Lin Shuai, but you didn't offend the current saint, Lin Shuai may hinder you, but the current saint will not."
Xi Wen said seriously, and her voice was full of emotion, but Mu Fan then said, "That can also be called a saint?"
” Xi Wen paused and waved his hand, "Okay, even if he is not a saint, he is the emperor after all, you take refuge in him, he needs strength now, and he will definitely reuse you." ” Mu Fan said lightly: "Speaking of which, do you want me to take refuge in the emperor and help you clean up Lin Shuai in the future." ” "Of course, there is this layer, but if you don't take refuge in the emperor, who else can you refuge?
If you really want to be a lonely minister, you can't escape Lin Shuai's palm.
Xi Wen touched her chest and said helplessly: "I want revenge, I want to kill Lin Shuai."
Why did you save me, you annoyed Lin Shuai when you saved me, when he hurt you with his sword, what did you rely on to escape from his clutches in the future?
” The wound on Mu Fan's chin was left when he saved Xi Wen, and Lin Shuai's sword was difficult to resist, and it was at that time that many people began to notice his cultivation.
Some people say that Lin Shuai didn't want General Ye's life, some people say that Lin Shuai is taking care of the face of today's saint, and some people say that General Night blocked Lin Shuai's blow by some means......
But no matter which version, there is always a sentence: In order to protect Xi Wen, the Night Watch did not hesitate to oppose Lin Shuai.
The world seems to prefer vigorous love stories, although Mu Fan only saved Xi Wen, but he has never been moved by Xi Wen, but there are still various stories circulating everywhere.
Mu Fan didn't believe it, he didn't have this mind, Xi Wen had heard a lot, who knows if she believed it or not.
"I save you with compassion, don't think too much, the future is too fleeting, it's useless to think so far."
Mu Fan pointed out.
Xi Wen sighed: "People have no long-term concerns, they must have near-term worries, you always don't prepare for the future, are you really not afraid of Lin Shuai doing something to you?"
” Mu Fan could feel that Xi Wenwen had no malicious intentions, and she didn't simply want to use him, but really thought about him.
Seemingly unambitious, pure men, there may be tigers hiding desires in their hearts, but they are very well hidden, and others can't find out.
Those who are familiar with Mu Fan's past know that he has ambitions and great ambitions, otherwise there would not be a hundred miles of mountains in the early years, and there would not be a hundred thousand mountains later.
The conversation between the two was a failure, and both were in a bad mood.
Mu Fan is okay, not too bad.
Xi Wen's mood was extremely bad, she lowered her head and looked at the stove, as if she could extinguish the fire, or look at the fire more vigorously.
Mu Fan left the bedroom, walked to the door and said, "When the woman on the bed wakes up, don't forget to comfort her." ” Xi Wen didn't speak, still looking at the stove.
The woman in the bed woke up and heard the conversation between the two in the room.
Xi Wen had never practiced, and she couldn't detect that the woman woke up, Mu Fan found out, but she didn't break it.
Mu Fan left the house and walked to the ruins outside the yamen.
Occasionally, a few people from Western Xinjiang saw him, they noticed that Mu Fan's armor was shiny, and they thought that he was noble, and the city wall was broken, and the people of Beihua ordered the slaughter of the city, these people knew that they couldn't survive, so they simply pointed at Mu Fan and scolded: "Your grandmother is a ball, the Beihua dog mongrel who slaughtered the city, I will fuck you......"
Several soldiers heard the noise here, they saw the armor on Mu Fan's body, and then looked at the helmet, and the pair in the head, and they knew Mu Fan's rank.
I can't help but say that I hacked to death a few noisy Westerners.
Mu Fan glanced at the corpses of several people, one of whom had his abdomen accidentally slit open by the soldiers, and a bunch of fishy stuff flowed out of his stomach.
If you look closely, you'll see that there are undigested fingers in the pile.
Also, after three months of siege, the food in Yuntui City has long been eaten, and it is extremely hungry, and it is difficult to avoid eating people.
As soon as the city was broken, when Mu Fan walked into the city from outside the city, he found many mutilated corpses.
However, he saw a lot, and although he was disgusted in his heart, he did not scold those people in the western Xinjiang for being inhumane.
When he led the army to war with the demon clan, he was on the verge of despair, and he had also seen his subordinates eat human flesh.
They are all beasts, and no one should laugh at anyone.
Mu Fan has been thinking of a way since the city was broken, and the slaughter of the city was an order from above, and it could not be stopped, but there were about a million people in Yuntui City, and it was a pity to die like this.
How to save these people?
It was definitely useless to openly disobey orders, and the result of this was that he himself was taken down and replaced by someone to slaughter the city.
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Moreover, he led the Left Route Army, and he suppressed his own soldiers at most, and the other three Route armies would not stop slaughtering the city.
Mu Fan thought about it for a long time, and finally let him think of a countermeasure.
A flash of inspiration in his head had convinced him that a large part of the people in the city would survive.
Of course, he is not doing charity, it is a pity that these people die, and it is a pity that they flee to the mountains and forests to become thieves, or become outcasts.
The so-called make the best use of things, and make the best use of talents.
He can almost make the best use of his resources, but he can't do it with his talents, but if he can make these people use them for him, he is successful.
As for making the best use of people's talents, we will talk about it later.
Mu Fan first summoned the people of Baili Mountain to come to Yunchui, and then asked Zhong Ping, the chief of the guard, to meet a person.
The person Zhong Ping wanted to see was very important, and the reason why Mu Fan didn't go by himself, but sent someone else, was because he felt that he couldn't help but fight with that person.
After doing all this, he climbed the city wall and looked into the distance.
The snow was still falling, and the blood was still flowing.
When he explained to Zhong Ping, he deliberately asked Zhong Ping to be faster, and it was possible that one more person would die later.
When the sky darkened, many torches were erected on the city wall, and some soldiers found Mu Fan when they were erecting torches, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.
Mu Fan waved his hand and said, "Do your business, when I'm not there." ” Naturally, the soldiers did not dare to be in his absence, and they were much more cautious when setting up torches.
"Are you afraid?"
Mu Fan asked suddenly.
The closest soldier tightened his body, and then said a little stiffly: "What are you afraid of?"
” "Afraid of being defeated?"
The soldier thought for a moment and said, "Don't be afraid. ” "Why?"
"Because of the general."
The soldier's tone was firm, and his eyes sparkled, not knowing whether it was his look or the reflection of the torches.
Mu Fan smiled: "I have fought a lot of defeats!"
” The soldier laughed and said, "But the general has never left us to run for our lives alone, and he has never asked for a reward!"
” Mu Fan waved his hand and said, "That's right, don't be afraid, continue to plant torches." ” I don't love money because it can be exchanged for something more useful.
He looked at the night sky, and the snow had turned black because of the darkness.
If Ye Feng saw it, he would definitely say that Mu Fan's shadow was exactly the same as Feng Dao.