I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 222 Father's Letter (End of this Volume, Part 1)

Chapter 222 Father's Letter (End of this volume, first update)

Otto Kingdom · Inner Court of the Royal City.

Eight tall granite stone pillars stand in the inner court, and the pillars have weathered and aged in the four hundred years since the founding of the country——

The beard and hair-like lines and the somewhat yellowed inner layer of net-like crystals all record the history of Otto Kingdom all the way.

A mural of an eagle spreading its wings overlooking the grasslands is carved on the marble dome of the dome—

Star Eagle, proud and unrestrained, free and uninhibited.

This is not only the inherited Martial Spirit of the Alto royal family, but also their belief totem.

In the palace, a tall figure with broad shoulders stood quietly:

Wearing a white peaked felt hat made of Tibetan fox fur and a mustache, he looks like a tough middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is the current king of Otto Kingdom——

Tuoba·Guiyuan!

Level 82 Contra of the agility attack system, known as the "Eagle of the Grassland".

Earlier today, he had dismissed all the palace servants in the palace, and even the guards guarding the palace were transferred by him to assist the civilians in the palace to evacuate.

The direction of civilian migration is very limited, the eastern part of the Otto country is the northern border of the Heaven Dou Empire, and it is now falling into war.

And Mo Dongyang sent someone to remind him before, don't go to Tiandou territory, but go directly south, and go to Nanguo Jiubu in the southern part of the mainland to take refuge.

As for the specific reason, Mo Dongyang didn't say much, but Tuoba Guiyuan trusted his old friend very much.

This time, nearly 50 households in the royal city moved to the south, and the total population of nearly 600 million households in the counties of the Otto Kingdom. How huge is this project?

Fortunately, in addition to the assistance of the kingdom's army, Wuhundian also took out nearly a hundred space-saving horcruxes. You must know that each space-saving horcrux is extremely rare.

At the same time, the commissioner of Wuhundian also helped the civilians carry their luggage, which greatly improved the migration efficiency of the civilians.

In one night, the 50 households in Wangcheng were basically cleared out of the city, and the seven counties of the kingdom also set off to the south one after another under the leadership of garrisons and Wuhundian branches.

"I didn't expect... the Otto Kingdom would be ruined by Gu's hands."

Tuoba Guiyuan raised his head and looked at the mural hanging from the ceiling, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Tuoba Guiyuan awakened his martial soul at the age of six, and his innate soul power was at the seventh level. He is known as the most talented generation in the past 200 years of the Otto Kingdom.

He is only 46 years old this year, he is indeed young for a Contra, and he still has enough time to make a breakthrough.

It's just a pity, how can he control the fate of a country for major events in the world?

This is due to the situation!

Tuoba Guiyuan shook his head slightly with his hands behind his back, but he couldn't vomit out the melancholy accumulated in his heart.

He turned around slowly and looked at the old man in yellow robe walking towards him——

This is the chief steward of the palace, Huang Yi, and the old man Otto who watched him grow up.

"Your Majesty, why do you blame yourself? This is beyond human effort."

Huang Yi with a kind face persuaded softly, he had just finished taking care of the last affairs of the palace.

It seems that even if the catastrophe is imminent, he, the chief executive of the palace, must earnestly do his job well.

"Forget it, Mr. Huang, after all Gu Gu cannot escape the blame. By the way, the letter sent to Yuan'er..."

Tuoba Guiyuan waved his hand and asked aloud.

At the last moment, he did not forget that he was also a father.

"Your Majesty finished writing last night, and the old servant sent someone to send it over. I believe it won't take long at the speed of the star eagle. It will be delivered to Wuhun City Advanced Academy before midnight tonight."

Huang Yi replied, he raised his cloudy and yellow eyes to look at Tuoba Guiyuan who was standing silently, and did not continue speaking.

He really wanted to persuade his king to leave. Under the charge of unknown enemies, defending the city is destined to be a road of no return.

Those two earth-shattering explosions just now can still be felt in Wangcheng even if they are separated by a distance of hundreds of miles.

As the chief steward of the royal palace, Huang Yi's own cultivation is not bad. With a level 62 coyote martial soul, this strength can be regarded as an entry-level strongman in any party.

However, in the face of the big explosion in the Far West, Lao Huang couldn't think of any resistance. I'm afraid that even the Titled Douluo couldn't do such a terrifying attack.

Could it be that this unknown intruder is actually a god-like existence?

"By the way, Mo Dongyang is still in the city? You didn't go out of the city with the Wuhundian Commissioner?"

Tuoba Guiyuan asked, there are not many things he can worry about now, and there are only one or two things he can ask.

"Dianzhu Mo was just at the head of the city and the city defense army arranging important defensive tasks. He asked the storehouse to send more kerosene, and the city guard commander Cui also complied."

Huang Yi replied.

In fact, the relationship between Mo Dongyang and the royal family of Otto is very complicated. In private, Mo Dongyang and Tuoba Guiyuan are very good friends, but one of them is the head of the branch hall sent by the Wuhun Palace, and the other is the lord of a country. The division of power is always extremely sensitive.

Wuhundian wants to control the secular kingship, but Tuoba Guiyuan, as the hero of a generation, naturally does not want to be under others.

Fortunately, Mo Dongyang was quite restrained, and he was not as aggressive as the branch halls of other kingdoms and duchies.

"As the master of the Spirit Hall, what city will he stay to guard?"

"Come here to disturb me?"

Tuoba Guiyuan said lightly, but there was a little warmth in his heart.

In the end, Tuoba Guiyuan still waved his hand,

"Since he wants kerosene, Mr. Huang, you take someone to the inner warehouse to move the remaining [-] kerosene barrels there."

Huang Yi nodded in agreement, then tapped his toes away, turning into a gust of wind.

……

"Mo Yi, take a team of defenders to the west of the city to hide the batch of kerosene, and urge the fortifications in the west of the city. Is that guy Tan Qing finished with the elite?"

"Why hasn't the second layer of defense been done yet? At his rate, will it last until next year?"

"Let me unload the artillery on the southeast, north, and south sides of the city! Hurry up!"

"Commander Cui, the west wall is the main area of ​​our defense! It's too slow, you two, Mo San Mo Wu, assist Cui Commander and them to unload the artillery, and move these piles of projectiles there!"

Mo Dongyang had one hand on his hip and rolled up a map in the other, carelessly tearing at it.

As the master of the Wuhun branch, his commanding ability is extremely good. During the training at the headquarters, Mo Dongyang's performance assessment was among the top three in the class.

Commander Cui was carrying a medium artillery, he said out of breath:

"Master Mo, our city defense army has gone to escort the civilians, and the army left now has less than 1000 people..."

Unexpectedly, Mo Dongyang directly interrupted his words,

"Why are there so few people? Wouldn't it be good for you to carry two people alone? Mo San, put the cannon you removed on Commander Cui's other shoulder."

"Okay, okay, everyone is carrying double the amount now, Go—Go!"

Mo Dongyang clapped his palms and yelled at everyone to turn the motor to work immediately.

Mo Dongyang had heard this saying from Kunlan before, "Go—Go" he felt that calling it was very motivating, so he learned it naturally.

"If the Far West wants to go east, the only way is to borrow the Otto King City. We can take advantage of the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain around the West City, and focus on arming the West City with firepower. At that time, let's show that beast some color!"

Mo Dongyang revealed a strong self-confidence while speaking, as if the powerful explosion just now was nothing, and his powerful aura also invisibly infected every city defense force in Chengcheng.

"Master, you haven't closed your eyes all night, go back to the house and have a rest."

Mo Yin on the side said softly, and he put a black fox fur in his hand on Mo Dongyang's back.

Mo Dongyang was speechless. He repeatedly stared at the topographic map of the city defense in his hand, which marked various key defense points and trap locations. Now he held nearly a thousand barrels of kerosene and nearly a hundred cannons in his hand. With the strong city walls of Otto King City, he was confident that he could stop a hundred thousand secular troops for a week.

But the only problem now is that they don't understand the strength of the Tianmen invaders at all. Do they have a similar physiological structure to the creatures in the Douluo Continent?

Do ordinary attacks work?

Are they fighting indiscriminately?

Or is there a unified commander?

"I want to take another look at the defenses. Uncle Mo, go and inform the lower west city to advance the range of kerosene another [-] meters. I need to leave a space under the west city wall for the cavalry to charge."

Mo Dongyang waved his hands.

Seeing that Mo Dongyang was stubborn, Mo Yin had no choice but to bring out Mo Xin and Kunlan,

"Master, at least leave a letter for the young lady and the young master."

As soon as the words came out, Mo Dongyang's heart was hit. He raised his head and looked at Mo Yin and the Mo family guards around him. Mo Yi to Mo Wu were all standing neatly behind the thick wall.

At this time, Huang Yi's vigorous and powerful voice came,

"Master Mo, the king has dispatched the last [-] imperial troops, as well as [-] barrels of kerosene in the palace's inner warehouse."

A yellow figure landed steadily on the top of the city. Huang Yi's old face looked at Mo Dongyang with respect in his eyes.

Now, Mo Dongyang could have left without any burden. He was neither a subject nor a citizen of Ao Tuo.

However, now it is firmly standing here for the final defense.

"Your Majesty is changing his clothes and putting on his armor, and he will arrive at the West City in a moment. The old servant knows a little bit about the layout of the city defense. Palace Master Mo should go and leave a letter from home. We have already done a good job in what should be arranged, and now we are just listening to the destiny."

Huang Yi's cloudy eyes looked at Mo Dongyang, obviously he also heard the conversation just now, in his 80 years of Huang Yi's years, he also participated in more than 60 battles, large and small, so he knows a lot about marching and fighting.

"Trouble Manager Huang."

Mo Dongyang nodded towards Huang Yi, and he signaled Mo Yi and the others to follow Huang Yi's arrangement, while he and Mo Yin went back to the gate tower in the middle of the royal city.

Mo Yin followed behind Mo Dongyang, turned around and closed the wooden door of the city gate. He made a space for the desk full of drawings, and took down a few rolls of yellow paper and a wet brush from the wooden stand.

Spread the paper out, dip the brush in ink and hand it to Mo Dongyang, then quietly exit the gate of the city tower.

Mo Dongyang slowly sat down on a wooden chair. He pinched the base of his nose a little tiredly, looking at the blank yellow rice paper on the table, he didn't know what to write for a moment.

Obviously speaking is my strong point, why is it so empty at this time.

……

There was a swaying oil lamp on the wooden table. There were several cracks filled with stains on the pitted table top. There were still a few yellow peanut shells left on the blackened stone brick floor. Maybe the city defense army hadn’t had time to clean it up last night when it was fully operational.

Mo Dongyang remembered that on the way last night, he was stopped by a few junior soul masters. They were only seven or eight years old, but they boldly clamored to stay and fight bad guys.

Mo Dongyang smiled cheerfully at them and said that "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers", and quickly asked Mo Yi and the others to carry these little guys and throw them into the flow of civilians.

If a young boy is not afraid of death, why should Mo Dongyang be afraid of it? !

The reason to stay is so that more people don't have to stay.

This time, there was always someone who wanted to stay behind, and everyone who defended the city had made their final resolutions.

For a moment, Mo Dongyang was a little distracted, and he subconsciously raised the pen in his hand:

"Lan, daddy is already satisfied with having you and Mo Xin in his life.

My voice is also very chic, and the final battle will be very fun.

I will sing with the garrison in the burning fire and dance under the shells.

The finale is grand, so don't feel bad for Dad.

Dad believes, Lan, you can get through it. Since you were young, you have talents and personalities that are different from ordinary people. You are very tenacious.

Just try to persuade that girl Mo Xin, she looks carefree, but you know she is still very sensitive inside.

Tell her to practice hard, our family hasn't produced a titled Douluo yet, you are destined to be one, that girl still has to work hard.

Of course, Dad is just looking forward to it. Cultivation is a combination of work and rest. If you feel too tired, just throw it away!

It's too much for that guy Qian Xun to let you carry such a big burden alone.

Our family is also worthy of half a point for the people of the mainland. The final victory in this war will belong to us. We just need the first batch of warriors to rush forward.

Your father is honored to be the first batch.

Speaking of which, that guy Qian Xun is probably in big trouble.

At the beginning, he bragged to me that his sword formation was invincible and unbreakable, but now those scum broke in... I don't know if I go down first or he comes to accompany me.

……

Lan, Dad is proud of you!Protect my sister. "

Mo Dongyang made the last stroke, the corners of his eyes sparkling.

After the crisp whistle, a star eagle covered with crystal blue wings flew in from the back window of the inner city. Mo Dongyang put the letter into his soul ring and tied it to the orange heel of the star eagle.

"Little guy, go to the Wuhun Hall in Tiandou Imperial City, that kid will get it."

Mo Dongyang was a little choked up, and finally he patted the star eagle lightly, and the latter flapped its wings and flew out from the inner window.

Mo Dongyang looked back, he knew that the last moment was coming.

With one palm, he set off a wave of air and pushed open the wooden door of the city gate building, and stepped out.

……

Under the city wall, wearing silver moon chain mail, riding astride with a cold gun in one hand, Tuoba Guiyuan turned his head and smiled softly at his old friend Mo on the city wall.

The three thousand forbidden troops all wore heavy armor, and they were full of pride.

The eagle rides a horse and hits the sky, and the cold wolf rides a horse and rains ghosts!

……

……

Two days later, the ghost handed over a ciphertext to Bibi Dong——

In the great changes in the far west, Mo Dongyang, the master of Otto's branch hall, led hundreds of Wuhun hall staff to fight to the death in Wangcheng, killing countless enemies.

　The third volume "Frost Walker" has been written for nearly three months, and the shelf is finally set up.

　　The story is big, but never empty.

(End of this chapter)