The eldest son is fierce

After listening to the reports from the two ghost elders, Fan Yong's face became extremely gloomy.

During this period, he actually knew everything that happened in Kyoto, but he didn't know many things in full. It was only from the words of the two elders, Minggui, that he realized that his eldest son had gone so crazy in Kyoto!

For his safety, he deliberately kept Shangguan Mou and gave him the power to mobilize 5,000 Xuanjia troops.

As a result, he ignored Shangguan Mou and successfully destroyed himself and the 5,000 Black Armor Army!

He died, and two thousand of the five thousand Xuanjia soldiers that could be mobilized died at Tang Yi's hands, and three thousand directly chose to rebel!

"Waste! Waste! Waste!"

"It ruined my plan, it ruined my plan!"

When Fan Yong learned about his own son's behavior, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. He swung his sword wildly and chopped the entire tent into pieces.

You piece of trash, can't you just be patient?

Can't you endure it for three or four days? If you endure it for three or four days, I will return to Kyoto. Not to mention killing Tang Yi, I can even kill Emperor Yanwen.

If you don't have the ability, why are you pretending?

Now that you are dead, even my great blueprint has been shattered!

When the two ghost elders saw Fan Yong going crazy, they stopped talking and just lowered their heads and took two steps back at the same time. Fan Yong's sanity was almost zero now, and they didn't want to be hurt by mistake!

"You two failed to protect the young master, so why do you dare to come to see me?"

After venting his anger, Wei Yuan gradually regained his sanity and asked in a cold voice.

The two ghost elders exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with coldness and depression: "The Jinyiwei and a mysterious force are chasing us too closely. We have no place to hide, so we can only come to the Prime Minister again."

"Mysterious force?" Wei Yuan turned around and stared at the two elders of Minggui with cold eyes.

"Yes, it's a very powerful mysterious force. Mr. Shangguan once told the young master that this force should come from the emperor, but the young master didn't care."

Before Ming Lao could finish his words, Fan Yong kicked him back two steps. He said with murderous intent, "Don't mention that rubbish again!"

Elder Ming knew that Fan Yong had been breached by his son. He immediately passed by Fan Mingzhong and said with a bow, "This mysterious force is only now emerging. Before this, almost no one knew of their existence."

At this point, Ming Lao took out a token from his bosom and handed it to Fan Yong, saying, "This is something we took from the people we killed."

Fan Yong took the token and looked at it. It was an exquisitely carved mahogany token with bloodstains on it. The words "Bad People" were written on the wooden sign!

Bad person?

Fan Yong rubbed the wooden sign and frowned. I've never heard of it!

Is he Emperor Yanwen's man? Emperor Yanwen had been sidelined for many years, unable to control even the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards. How could he have had the time to secretly develop such a powerful force?

What went wrong?!

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted, and a burly Northern Di soldier stood in front of the door: "Prime Minister Fan, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants you to come over for a meeting."

Fan Yong accepted the jade token and immediately bowed respectfully, saying, "Okay, I'll be right there."

After the Beidi soldiers left, Fan Yong looked at the two ghost elders and said, "You two, come with me. I'll need your two corroborations for some news later."

The three of them immediately left the tent and headed for Yuwen Tao's tent.

Yuwen Tao's tent was only a hundred meters away from Fan Yong's tent. As soon as he approached the tent, he heard Yuwen Tao's angry roar coming from the tent.

"Tang Yi, Tang Yi, I will chop you up with my own hands. I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

"Dare to kill my brother, I will make your capital a river of blood, leaving no one alive!"

"..."

The three of them immediately stopped outside the tent. When calm returned to the tent, Fan Yong bowed and said, "I am Fan Mingzhong, the Prime Minister of Great Yan, and I request an audience with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Get in here!" Yu Wentao's cold voice came from the ground.

The two ghost elders immediately stepped forward and lifted the door curtain, and a strong smell of blood swept out from the general's tent. Fan Yong's stomach was churning because of the smell of blood, but he still endured the nausea and walked in.

When Fan Yong entered the general's tent, he saw that it was full of corpses. More than a dozen beautiful women and two opera troupes that were looted by the Northern Di cavalry yesterday were all killed by Yuwen Tao.

The ground was stained with blood.

Yu Wentao was sitting at a table not far away. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a ferocious tiger, with a terrifying aura and a low roar coming from his throat.

"Advance with all your strength. The army will be able to reach Dayan Capital by tomorrow afternoon. The original plan needs to be changed."

He stared at Fan Yong with a ferocious look on his face: "Kill my brother, and I will make the Great Yan Capital flow like a river of blood, and let terror sweep across the entire Great Yan Capital."

"This king will have hundreds of thousands of people in Dayan Capital tear Tang Yi to pieces with their own hands!"

Fan Yong said expressionlessly, "Then kill him!"

If he were still as powerful as before, he would never agree with Yuwen Tao's opinion. But now most of his forces have been destroyed by Tang Yi, and he needs Yuwen Tao to kill so many people in Kyoto and scare everyone. Only then will he have a chance to continue with his original plan!

"But before that, I have to give you a warning."

Fan Yong stared at Yuwen Dao and said, "Be careful, Fan Yong. Fan Yong is going to die, but I have confirmed from An Jing Lou that if Wei Yuan uses all his strength to break through the thirty-six golden needles in his body before he dies, within one stick of incense, his power will return to being the best in the world."

"Although he has been helping the princess guard a restaurant for many years, if he chooses to force his way through the golden needles in his body once a war breaks out, one stick of incense will be enough to kill all of us."

Hearing this, Yu Wentao raised his hand and clapped.

Two men immediately walked in from outside the door.

One of them had bulging muscles, a face covered with stubble, and a big knife on his shoulder. The other was a hunchbacked old man, holding a sheep-head skull cane in his hand.

"Shili Kuangdao/Wanyan Shu, greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The two men saluted respectfully.

Yuwen Tai pointed at the two people standing in front of the door and said, "They are both the most powerful masters in my Great Yan, ranking fourth and fifth on Bai Xiaosheng's master list."

"They will kill Wei Yuan before us!"

He naturally knew that Wei Yuan was the biggest variable. Once he led his army to Kyoto, Wei Yuan would forcibly break through the golden formation and go crazy, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The best way is to make Wei Yuan go crazy first!

After hearing Yuwen Tao's words, Fan Yong smiled immediately: "In that case, then I would like to wish His Royal Highness the Crown Prince a successful start!"

"Prime Minister, Tang Yi has been training the new army recently."

Elder Ming bowed and saluted, saying, "I'm afraid the Prime Minister and the Northern Di army haven't yet entered the capital. Tang Yi has already led the army and is waiting for you outside."

"He has an explosive weapon in his hands. It's extremely powerful. An Jing Lou and the Three Kingdoms Secret Service have suffered greatly from it before."

"Prince, Your Highness the Crown Prince should be more careful."

Hearing this, Yuwen Tao sneered, his eyes filled with ridicule and disdain.

"If that's the case, then this king would be more than happy to do so!"

"An explosive weapon? Even if he can really ask for the protection of the Thunder God, I will kill him!"