Chapter 235: The tragic case of mother murder

The leader of the Muxun tribe, Hulu, was drinking and having fun at home. Suddenly, he heard the shouts of killing. He was shocked. He hurriedly put on his clothes and armor, rushed out of the house with a big knife, and ran towards Luo Dacheng, leading the cavalry to come. He screamed and raised his big knife, and rushed towards Luo Dacheng under the protection of the army.

Luo Dacheng rode out his horse, raised his longbow and gently pulled it away, and shot an arrow with a whoosh, knocking the war horse under his crotch to the ground.

He Lu fell down and got up from the ground in a dusty state. Before he could raise his big knife, Luo Dacheng had already urged his horse to come, waved his longbow, and smashed his helmet down to the depression. There was a loud bang in his head, and he fell to the ground on the spot, unconscious.

Thousands of cavalrymen of Hualie were galloping in the village, shouting loudly, ordering these Dangxiang people to surrender. Anyone who refused to surrender was severely chopped down by sharp steel knives and slashed on the spot.

The power of the regular army is revealed in the remote villages here. Young and middle-aged people who want to resist are killed or knocked over, and the rest are not allowed to kneel down on the ground and tremble in the cold wind.

The entire village was quickly controlled by the cavalry of the Hualie tribe. Men, women, young and old were driven out of their homes. Under the orders of the Dangxiang soldiers in the cavalry, they had to speak loudly about their loyalty to the Hualie tribe, and vowed that they would never rebel again.

They were forced to dig out their homes, load them on carriages, and carry them with them. They were driven to the north by the cavalry.

When Hu Lu woke up, facing the situation where the entire tribe was captured and controlled, he could only surrender helplessly, and swore allegiance to Hualie's tribe, helping Hualie's tribe to persuade the young and middle-aged soldiers who had not returned from the village.

The battle ended quickly, but its impact spread throughout the Dangxiang people's residence.

The alliance that had been in contact with Li Yuanhao quickly collapsed, and no one wanted the powerful cavalry of the Hualie tribe to suddenly appear outside his tribe. The leaders of various Dangxiang tribes sent envoys to apologize to Luo Dacheng, hoping to maintain friendly relations with the Hualie tribe.

Luo Dacheng didn't want to do too much. After all, the Dangxiang forces in the Gobi area were mixed and could not be easily eliminated. Now, the road with the Song State has been opened and the initial goal has been achieved. The rest can be handed over to Wei Mushanxi, and asked him to persuade the Dangxiang leaders of various tribes to let them focus on the Hualie tribe and gradually integrate into the alliance of the Hualie tribe.

The reason why he could not concentrate on the southward direction was that on the grassland, the two Khans who controlled the North Shubu and North Shubu had already joined forces to renovate their military equipment and invade the territory of the Hualie tribe. It was obvious that they wanted to work together to attack the Hualie tribe to establish hegemony on the grassland.

They did this but received support from the upper class of the Liao Kingdom. Xiao Nojin, the Liao Kingdom's brother Xiao Xiaoxian, was not fools, and they knew clearly that the third prince was the emperor because Luo Dacheng intervened. The Hualie tribe has always been hostile to the Liao Kingdom, which is a clear proof.

Since Liao was in chaos and could not free up his hands to deal with Hualie's tribe, he could only use the forces of two vassal kings of the Northwest Shubu Kingdom and the Northwest Shubu Kingdom to conquer the West Shubu Kingdom and completely eliminate this disaster.

The first master on the grassland, the beast god Shaman, also clearly expressed his support for these two Khans, and could not let the Han people dominate the grassland, turn to the Song State, and become a vassal of the Song State. With the efforts of various forces, the two Khans joined forces to attack Hualie's tribe, which was a foregone conclusion.

Although there has not been a real move yet, small-scale conflicts have continued. Hualie's troops must leave a large number of troops in the north to prevent accidents.

At this time, Li Yuanhao also launched a large army in the Western Regions to attack the Tubo tribes in the south, and returned with great victory, taking the territory of the Qinghai area under his control.

Because he obtained Ganzhou and obtained huge wealth in the jade trade, military expenditure no longer gave Li Yuanhao a headache. The large number of soldiers and armor in the underground treasures of Ganzhou also made him form a powerful Dangxiang army and swept across major tribes in the Western Regions. As the military front pointed out, no one in the Western Regions could fight against him.

Both the Liao and Song dynasties regarded the King of Xiping as their vassal, and the Liao Kingdom was in a stage of civil strife. The two powerful countries did not intend to use troops to Xingzhou. In history, this was also the heavenly secret of Li Yuanhao's development of power and completely controlling the Western Regions.

However, the advancement of the strong neighbors in the north made Li Yuanhao very furious. When the West Pu Bu Kingdom extended its power into the Gobi area south of the Altai Mountains, Li Yuanhao vaguely felt as if he felt that everything he had worked hard to turn into a bubble.

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Late at night, Xingzhou Xiping Prince's Mansion.

Li Yuanhao's face was gloomy and sat behind the table. Opposite him was his biological mother, Princess Wei Mu.

The door of the room was firmly watched by his loyal subordinates, and no one was allowed to enter and exit. In the room, there were only them, mother and son.

Looking at his mother silently, Li Yuanhao finally spoke, his voice was cold and terrifying: "Have you ever heard of your good brother Wei Mushanxi doing good things in the north?"

The Wei Mu family is now much haggard than before, with gray hair. They look at their son indifferently and say in an old voice: "I have heard of it. He has led his tribe to Xizhubu Kingdom, and is now named Qianhuhuwang King by the king of that country."

Li Yuanhao gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Do you know that he has surrendered many Dangxiang tribes in the Liao Kingdom and sent people to Xingzhou to communicate with the major tribes, so that they can join forces with the Hualie tribe to rebel against my Li family?"

Wei Mu sighed softly and asked dejectedly: "My son, just say whatever you want to say!"

Li Yuanhao smiled faintly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He reached out and picked up a pot of wine from the table, poured it over gently, poured the wine in the pot into a cup, splashing bit by bit, and spilling on the table.

His hands were condensed as iron, hanging in the air without trembling at all. When he filled the wine glass, he held the wine glass with both hands and presented it to Wei Mu, and said in a deep voice: "Please drink this cup full of my mother!"

Wei Mu lowered his head, looked at the color of the wine, and smiled bitterly: "Is it poisonous wine? It's Yuan Hao. After so many years, his heart is still so cruel!"

Li Yuanhao's expression remained unchanged and said calmly: "The Wei Mu family's strength is too strong and its foundation is solid. Even if we have left Xingzhou now, the hidden power cannot be underestimated. My mother and Wei Mushan like to have a family affection. If I lead my troops to leave Xingzhou, Wei Mushan likes to sneak back to Xingzhou and establish himself in Xingzhou with my mother. If my army is outside, how can we rescue you?"

He suddenly fell to the ground, kneeled down for a long time, and said loudly: "For my Li Changsheng, please drink this glass of wine!"

Wei Mu took the poisoned wine from him with a wry smile, put it on his lips, suddenly stopped, and asked, "What about your father? Are you still planning to kill your father and seize the throne?"

Li Yuanhao stared at the poisonous wine on her lips intently and replied casually: "My father is old and sick. It's better to leave Xingzhou, return to his hometown, and be the Supreme Emperor!"

"The Supreme Emperor?" Wei Mu smiled bitterly, "Yuanhao is still so ambitious. Do you know how many Dangxiang people and Song people will die on the battlefield together with the idea of ​​becoming emperor?"

Li Yuanhao sneered indifferently and said coldly: "If you want to establish the eternal foundation of Dangxiang people, what's the point of dying some people!"

He raised his head, looked outside the door, spoke with murderous intent, and said in a deep voice: "Mother is talking nonsense like this, but do you want to wait for her father to come and save you?"

Wei Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head, looked at Li Yuanhao with complicated eyes for a while, and suddenly raised his glass of wine and drank the poisoned wine in one go.

The poison quickly penetrated into her body, and Wei Mu's face turned gray and he fell on the table, twitched in pain for a few times, and finally stopped moving.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps and noisy sounds came from outside the door. Li Yuanhao raised his head and distinguished his father's familiar voice from the anxious voice.

"Let him in!" Li Yuanhao shouted loudly and issued an order to the guards outside the door.

King Li Deming of Xiping rushed into the room quickly, staggering, his face full of panic, his gray hair spread out, and he laid his shoulders randomly, and he looked old and no longer as heroic as before.

Li Yuanhao knelt behind the table, looking indifferently at his father who had lost his authority. On the opposite side, his mother's body was standing between the father and son, and it was gradually getting cold.

Li Deming looked pale and fell to the ground with his trembling hands reaching towards Wei Mu's body, tentatively experiencing her breath, and a desperate look ejaculation appeared in his eyes.

Li Yuanhao looked at him coldly and said nothing, but he had pressed his hand on his waist to guard against the old Wang's sudden injury in despair.

Li Deming slowly turned his face with a dull and desperate expression, looked at Li Yuanhao blankly, suddenly opened his mouth, burst into laughter, and then coughed violently again, unable to breathe, coughing up bleeding, spraying Wei Mu's body.

The old king coughed desperately while slapped the table and laughed: "I never thought, I never thought! I, Li Deming, have always admired the Central Plains culture and hoped to have a filial son, but I gave birth to you, a wolf. You are really bleeding from the Dangxiang people!"

Li Yuanhao's face was cold and said in a cold voice: "Father, our party Xiang people naturally have to look like a party. Wearing Hanfu, dressed as a Song people, and hiding under the shade of Song State, wouldn't we have the reputation of falling into our ancestors? My father gave me the authority today. I, Li Yuanhao, will definitely prosper my Li family and make the reputation of the party Xiang people resound throughout the world. In the Western Regions, we will definitely be owned by our party Xiang people!"

Listening to his son's ambition, Li Deming laughed wildly, hugging the dead wife's body tightly, and laughing while coughing. Finally, he was choked by the coughed blood, blocking his throat, and unable to breathe anymore.

The old and thin body twitched, and their white eyes widened at Li Yuanhao, with a strange smile on his lips. Li Deming fell softly to the ground, hugged Wei Mu tightly, finally closed his eyes and passed away with his eyes closed.

Time solidified at this moment, and Dangxiang's emerging king finally established his position as the overlord of the Western Regions. No one dared to challenge his authority in Xingzhou City.

In the room, there was a silence. Li Yuanhao knelt behind the table, looking at his parents' corpse coldly, with a stiff face as if it was carved from stone.
Chapter completed!