Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chang'an City was once the capital of the prosperous Dayao Dynasty, which ruled the human race for three hundred years.

The city walls are majestic and tall, standing for thousands of years.

The only vaguely discernible traces left on the city wall during the war record the legendary past of this city.

Ma Zhongtong stood at the city gate for a long time.

His father died in battle outside the city of Chang'an.

He had thought about avenging his father, but who was his real enemy on the battlefield?

He traveled around the country twice, to Guanlong, Longyou and Guanzhong, and he found almost all the officers who guarded the city at that time.

He even saw the soldier who activated the crossbow.

Some of them have already been buried under the loess.

Some struggle on their sickbeds,

Some relied on military achievements to revitalize their families.

Some returned to their hometowns and worked in the fields.

Ma Zhongtong thought of the soldier from that year.

He fired his crossbow and killed Ma Chao, a first-rank military officer of Liang State.

He should have made great military achievements and changed his fate from then on.

When Ma Zhongtong saw him, he was dragging a disabled leg and working hard in the fields.

Ma Zhongtong had met these people, some of whom were still alive.

Ma Zhongtong knew that they were not his enemies, they were just characters in that war.

Later, Ma Zhongtong felt that he should look for several powerful families in Guanlong, such as Lu, Wang, Dou, Yang, and Li.

But as one party to that war, are they really their enemies?

What about the Liang court?

Where is the Emperor of Liang? . . .

Ma Zhongtong stood at the foot of Chang'an City for the third time and thought about this problem for the third time.

His father died on the battlefield. Who was the murderer of his father? Who should he seek revenge on?

"Hu Zi, let me ask you a question. If your loved ones died on the battlefield, who would you seek revenge on?"

Yuehua had already told Ma Zhan about Ma Chao.

So, when he saw Ma Zhongtong reminiscing about his deceased father, he naturally stood by silently.

Faced with Ma Zhongtong's question, Ma Zhan was at a loss for an answer.

Because this issue has risen to the level of politics, country, and war, far beyond Ma Zhan's understanding.

To determine why Ma Chao died, we need to understand the nature of the war that year.

If it was the Guanlong Allied Forces that invaded Liang State and Ma Chao died for his country, then the enemy would be the leader of the Guanlong Allied Forces.

However, the initiator of that war was the Liang court, and Ma Chao was still a staunch advocate of war.

Who was responsible for his death: the Liang emperor? The Guanlong coalition defending the city? Or did Ma Chao himself deserve it?

Throughout China's thousands of years of history, each era has had its own interpretation of war.

But no one can clearly say who is responsible for the soldiers who died in the war.

After waiting for a while, Ma Zhongtong did not hear Ma Zhan's answer.

He no longer bothered the teenager. After all, he had been searching for the answer for twenty years and still hadn't found it.

Walking on Zhuque Street in Chang'an City, Ma Zhan saw for the first time what this international metropolis in the world looked like.

A Hu Ji standing by the roadside, holding a glass of wine and showing off her charming figure.

A Hu merchant who led a horse team and transported goods.

Students from other ethnic groups traveled thousands of miles to study in Chang'an.

The slender and handsome elves, the rough and powerful barbarians, the strange and mysterious demons, and the demons who still carry the characteristics of their own race after transforming.

All these seemingly rare scenes are actually very common things in Chang'an City.

Although the Guanzhong region had long been part of the Liang State, the Guanlong nobles still had a great deal of autonomy in the Guanzhong region.

Ma Zhan originally thought that the Guanlong nobles were all cruel warlords who exploited people's blood and marrow.

Unexpectedly, Chang'an under their governance would have such a scene.

Ma Zhan looked at Ma Zhongtong's condition and felt that he seemed to be heading towards a certain goal.

As he walked, he thought, "How stunning will Ma Lao Er's lover be this time?"

Xiaolan and the others in the small palace had already gotten off the car and were playing around.

Si Yongcai is like a father to his three children, always following them to ensure their safety.

But Xiaolan was a social butterfly, running around everywhere and was really hard to catch, which made Si Yongcai very flustered.

For Sanmei, Chang'an City is full of surprises.

But for Mengyao, it was different.

Mengyao's hometown is Longyou, where the customs and culture are almost the same as those in Chang'an.

Due to Mengyao's miserable childhood experience, she doesn't have much good feelings towards Chang'an City, which is similar to her hometown.

She rejected Sanmei's invitation and stayed alone in the small palace, silently watching Hu Zi walking on Zhuque Street.

Ma Zhongtong led the way, and after walking for nearly an hour, they arrived at the gate of the manor.

In Ma Zhan's opinion, this is a private club that is more upscale than the villas in the city.

The green area of the estate accounts for about 80%.

Around the manor, some unknown small trees are planted in an interlaced manner, and vines cling to the small trees, forming the fence wall of the manor.

Through the gaps in the fence, Ma Zhan saw that inside the manor, apart from the strange-shaped small trees, there were hills covered with flowers and plants, and vines growing wildly.

Looking at the manor that was a bit overly green, Ma Zhan couldn't help but think of the formations based on plants in the TV dramas of his previous life.

"Mengyao, look at the small trees and hills inside. Do they form a formation?"

After Mengyao came out of the small palace, she took the initiative to hold Ma Zhan's hand.

Both of them have the same feeling, and they will feel at ease as long as they hold each other's hands.

“Yes, I don’t know what kind of formation it is, but what is certain is that there are mazes and traps here.

I think there must be some hidden magic arrays and killing arrays, but I can't find them yet."

Ma Zhan nodded. None of the women that Ma Zhongtong liked were simple.

In front of the Chang'an city gate, Ma Zhongtong, who missed his deceased father, now stood quietly at the gate of the manor.

Maybe he was trying to adjust his mood and hide his sadness, or maybe he was reminiscing and organizing his opening remarks for meeting his old lover.

"Tell your master that Ma Zhongtong is here."

The two elf guards standing at the door looked at Ma Zhongtong in confusion.

Who is Ma Zhongtong?

Is it awesome?

You are so arrogant when you ask to see my master. So what if you come? Does my master have to see you?

The two guards were just about to educate Ma Zhongtong.

Suddenly the gate of the manor opened by itself.

Xiao Lan exclaimed, "Look, big brother, the gate of his house is opening by itself."

Si Yongcai, who has read thousands of books, patiently explained to Xiao Lan:

"This is the elven sentry tree. It was domesticated by the elves and incorporated into their army. Many elven nobles also raise it.

Because they move slowly, most of the sentry trees are deployed in the city defense forces."

Xiao Lan blinked her big eyes and asked:

"But that door isn't running slowly at all."

Xiao Lan's question represented the problems of Ma Zhan and others, which stumped Si Yongcai.

"This...it's not mentioned in the book. Could it be a mutation?"