Murong Yan finished sorting out a series of motives of Murong Chui in his mind, and almost sparks of fire seed to fly out from his pupils, his hatred for Murong Chui was obviously deep in his bones.
"This is also good. If Murong Chui were willing to surrender directly to Jin Mountain, I would be of no use to Jin Mountain. It’s best if the two sides fight to the death, so that Jinshan Town would rely more on as the Lord. With Hong’er around, as long as I can help Jin Mountain smoothly take control of the town, my value will always remain, and thus I can continue to hold onto the lordship, and one day, as long as I break through..."
Murong Yan’s expression was ominous, his eyes full of a desire to break through to the Xianyang Level!
"Yun definitely can’t be held. Murong Chui is being dragged by Shangguan Lie. Relying on just those three thousand Defensive Army troops to stop Jinshan Town, it’s impossible. As soon as Jinshan Town’s army presses into the town here, Murong Chui’s situation is dood. Even if he wants to continue resisting, it will be useless, he can only surrender to Jin Mountain.
Shangguan Lie promised earlier that after Murong Chui surrenders, all people of the second branch will have to go to Jinshan Town, Muyin Town will still be mine. As long as I have ti to break through to the Xianyang Level, I will surely be able to revive Muyin, and restore the might of my Murong Family once more..."
Such scheming of Murong Yan was destined to fall through.
"Big brother, Yun has won a great victory, hahaha! Yun has won, the five thousand Defensive Army troops of Jinshan Town have been devastatingly defeated, more than forty percent were killed, Deputy Army Chief Shangguan Ning was seriously wounded and captured by Commander Yuwen, Jin Mountain’s army fell apart and all fled!"
A voice ca from afar, completely shattering the dream in his mind.
In front of the hall, Murong Ping, Murong Yan, and Murong An instantly recognized it was the voice of their fifth brother Murong Yuan. Upon hearing the entire statent clearly, their pupils widened, and their expressions were filled with excitent.
The outco of Yun had been revealed, and Murong Ping naturally would not hesitate anymore. Drawing his longsword, he pointed at the Lord’s Hall from a distance, and shouted angrily:
"Witch, confound our lord, disrupt our Muyin, and collaborate with Jinshan Town, inserting a large number of spies in the town, intending to control our Muyin Town! As the head of the Inspectorate, how can Murong Ping allow you to continue your audacity? Brothers, follow to storm the hall, capture the witch, and let no one from Jin Mountain escape!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than eight thousand people who had been ready in position were instantly invigorated, with over seventeen hundred in the Cold Resistance Level leading the charge, followed closely by two units of Defensive Army, and the remaining over four thousand Earth-digging Realm Limit shielding the rear, all surged towards the Lord’s Hall.
Regardless of number or morale, the overwhelmingly powerful side of Murong Ping, carrying the montum of Yun’s great victory, almost instantly broke through the Lord’s Hall.
As for those defending the Lord’s Hall, the people from Jinshan Town had no choice but to take up arms to resist, but those who were originally from Muyin Town but loyal to Murong Yan were different. Seeing Murong Ping’s side gaining ground, their eyes flickered, clearly lacking the will to resist.
"All brothers of Muyin Town, if you raise your weapons against our common enemy now, as head of the Inspectorate, I promise to let bygones be bygones, and the Lord Town Chief will not hold you accountable!"
Murong Ping, almost a centenarian, could easily see through their thoughts. As soon as he said these words, at least several hundred people around the Lord’s Hall defected directly, and as ti slowly passed, this crowd continued to grow.
The situation was basically clear by now.
From tonight, Muyin Town will be completely under the control of the second branch!
Murong Ping looked up at Murong Yan, whose face was deathly pale on the high platform, and a cold smile appeared in his eyes.
What he didn’t notice was a black-clad youth with a broad sword, fighting against the Cold Resistance Level of Jinshan Town, was inconspicuously approaching the high platform from another part of the hall.
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