Chapter 451: Let others slaughter you
"Brother Chang'an, I think I can't wait any longer. I thought of a way to sneak into the tomb of the God King." Zou Chan turned around and said seriously to Zou Changan: "I think it is very dangerous. Brother Chang'an must not follow me again."
When Zou Changan heard the words "Multiple into the God King's Tomb", his expression suddenly changed - only a shiver ran through his body.
"What?" He was a little excited: "It's not enough to join the conquest army, you have to sneak in!"
This expression was completely different from that of the usually elegant and easy-going Zou Changan. He himself realized the gaffe, so he regained his composure and said in a deep voice: "No, I can't watch you risk your life. Bai Qicai has learned from the past. There, how could I... Besides, Chan'er, have you forgotten that it was You Chuiyun who broke down the door of our house with his horse's hooves..."
However, Zou Chan's eyes were cold at this moment - Zou Changan then remembered that Zou Chan had become full of hatred for his family since he suffered inhuman torture in the dungeon.
Zou Changan wanted to use the Zou family to tie up Zou Chan, but it was counterproductive.
After this glance, Zou Chan left slowly. Zou Changan stretched out a hand behind him, but finally lowered it feebly. His final bottom line was to come here to fight the Yin soldiers. If he was really asked to go to Longtan Tiger's Den, , it would be better to kill him.
Yes, he, Zou Changan, likes Zou Chan, but if he really talks about going through life and death for her... He considers himself a young man with a bright future.
So he let Zou Chan go. This time, he, who had vowed to be inseparable from Zou Chan, finally stopped looking away.
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A few more months passed, and the Daxia official army swept in with the force of thunder. Although the Yin soldiers were destroyed and reborn, in the end, it was still relying on Hu Wei's wise dispatch and the concerted efforts of the Daxia army and people to push back the war. to Qiong County.
In other words, only half of the entire Nanyue Prefecture is in the hands of the enemy. That is Qiong County and the remaining primitive deep forests, as well as the forces of the God King's Tomb in Guanqi Pass.
Until this day, the officers and soldiers took the initiative to launch an attack. There were four war boats in the sky, slow-moving cannons on the ground, and officers and soldiers spread out across the mountains and plains as far as the eye could see.
It seems that the moment the battlefield opens, the final fate of the force of the Tomb of the God King is destined. Almost everyone firmly believes that Daxia will win in the end.
But the fact shocked people beyond measure.
Daxia's three warships emitted thick smoke and fell like meteors. The hulls exploded in all directions, and fragments fell across the hills.
"War boat!"
"ah--"
People gasped in despair, because the "silence" of the three war ships, or that was replaced in the sky by the oversized and dilapidated ghost war ship, burning with faint blue fire.
Such a huge body seems to block out the sky and the sun. It floats quietly in the sky, with human souls burning in the engine, making a hissing sound of heart beating.
It is like a god.
Like everything in the world, even cannons are powerless against him, because you can't hit the void.
On that day, due to the sudden appearance of this ghostly super-large warship, the Great Xia Allied Forces retreated steadily again. Under the cover of the large formation of sect disciples, a huge formation that cost countless manpower, material and financial resources temporarily sealed the ghostly warship. .
Only then did the Great Xia coalition escape from the battlefield at a not too high cost, without being pursued and crushed by the ghost war boat.
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The battle line has been extended to the entire Nanyue Prefecture, faintly radiating to the entire Jiaozhou. After going back and forth like this, not only did the soldiers get tired and injured, but they also severely damaged the overwhelming momentum of Daxia, who thought they would win.
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Everyone has changed their minds at this moment, thinking that the Tomb of the God King will never be captured in a short while.
When the news came back to Kyoto, the emperor was furious. Hearing that he even summoned the imperial doctor, the emperor almost died from vomiting blood.
Then an imperial edict was issued to use large war boats and the Zhennan Army to reinforce the battlefield with 100,000 troops.
A piece of paper ordered General Zhennan Hua Wushuang to go to South Vietnam to personally fight the Yin soldiers, and also asked the Minister of War to come to the scene to personally supervise the battle.
It can be said that although this battle was not a failure, it fully demonstrated the strength of Daxia at the moment——
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There were only three people on the deer platform. The old emperor looked pale and closed his eyes tightly. He no longer looked at the glory and wealth around him.
Queen Gao stood by the side and supported the shaky majesty.
"Am I an enlightened king in this life?"
he asked.
It was not someone who asked about women, but a third person, who looked like a scholar and looked like a gentleman from a private school.
Coincidentally, this man was really a teacher, and one of his students was named You, Chuiyun, a young sect member of the Yinxiao Sect, and a native of Beizhou.
"What wrong things have I done in my life?" The old emperor no longer had the power of the past, and his voice was weak.
"Your Majesty has done two wrong things...one big and one small."
The scribe sighed silently, folded his sleeves with his hands, and looked through the deer platform. It seemed that he was not looking down at the deer platform, but at the great Xia country.
Hearing him calling him Your Majesty, the old emperor's feet became obviously weak. If not for the support of Empress Gao, he might have sat down on his ass.
"Tell me." The old emperor composed himself, his turbid yellow eyes filled with indescribable emotions, just like the morning mist that flooded the capital, and the cornices that appeared and disappeared.
"A big mistake - you should not have listened to the slander and recovered the imperial edict to support the Yinxiao Sect. The saint's golden words should be fulfilled."
The scribe sighed, and then kowtowed to the ground: "It is treacherous to judge a son against his father. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
When the old emperor heard this sentence, he seemed to have directly ignored the big mistake, and was secretly delighted by the four words "Judge the father with his son". But as an emperor, even if he steps into the gate of hell, the emperor will not show his joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
"Ahem...get up." The emperor said, "Speak carefully."
The scribe didn't say much, then he raised his lapels and continued to move in a fugue with his sleeves folded.
"There is one more mistake... you said it was a small mistake."
The old emperor spoke slowly.
The scribe didn't seem to have Empress Gao in his eyes at all. He said frankly: "The prince is incompetent."
Empress Gao finally reacted at this time. She was extremely flustered at this time. Even the old emperor noticed this and slowly held her lover's jade hand.
"The prince has been in charge of the country for twenty-two years. He has worked hard. Even if his achievements are not high, he should not be deposed." The old emperor's attitude was still towards the prince, so Queen Gao calmed down a little and held the pair of thin bones and refused to let go. open.
"The national conditions of Daxia do not allow for a conservative king. This is the destiny."
The scribe spoke again.
"I don't agree with this statement."
"Your Majesty will be old and confused for the next ten years. He will listen to slander and indulge in a gentle country and cannot control himself."
"presumptuous!"
"Queen—don't interrupt."
"……yes."
The old emperor slowly turned around and glanced up and down at his unfilial son, while the scribe, or rather the current prince of Daxia, also looked back at him with calm eyes.
"Shenhua is restrained,
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Sharp and bright. "
The old emperor nodded and said: "So you think you are the best candidate for the emperor."
"I can't say the best, but I am confident that I can at least change the pattern of internal and external troubles in Daxia. Timely response is the most important thing, isn't it?"
"You make a lot of sense."
The old emperor asked: "So what will you do after you ascend the throne? Seize the power of the central government in your hands, and would rather exhaust yourself to death than delegate political affairs to others? Carry out the great cause of kingship and bring the world back to its center?"
The old emperor squinted his eyes and said: "The path you are going to take has been done by all the emperors of Daxia - has there been any change? The world is still dominated by the five great sects. Thousands of disciples in the rivers and lakes use force to violate the ban, and the northern and southern armies each hold their own. At the hands of border officials...the monsters and demons have been eyeing you for tens of millions of years, and you can solve all of this? Or do you think that because you have read a few sages and listened to some sermons, you just think that things in the world are just like this?"
When he said these words, his unquestionable tone seemed to be a criticism and a lesson, a rebuke to a child with a yellow mouth.
The scribe listened to the emperor quietly. After the old emperor took a few deep breaths, he said, "Isn't it?"
"What?"
"That's the way it is in the world."
The old emperor's cloudy eyes widened to the roundest point, as if no one had dared to speak so frankly to him in many years.
The scribe walked up step by step, passed the emperor and the empress, and stood in the middle of the nine tripods arranged in sequence on the deer platform.
"You are not the emperor yet."
The sound of Tiande's urn sounds like a urn of air.
Finally, the scribe turned around and said with non-negotiable words: "Whether I am the emperor or not, I will do some things, but it is more appropriate to be an emperor."
Empress Gao was devastated when she heard this. Does this mean that even if her son takes the throne, he will make the new emperor a puppet?
"presumptuous……"
Finally, Emperor Tiande became angry. Although he was old, he seemed to be pouring the last strength into his body at this moment, just like the majestic appearance of the past: "Qi Jinyu, do you think I don't dare to kill you? Or maybe you are reluctant to bear it. kill you?"
It turned out that the husband's name was Qi Jinyu. He smiled, his young face full of vitality: "Father, I am the eldest son, right?"
"Not enough! As I said, the prince has been in charge of the country for twenty-two years, and it is impossible to change his appearance in one day. Which cabinet minister agrees, and who among the six ministries seconded it?"
"Isn't it clear, Father?"
"..."
"You must fight among brothers—to the point of life and death and the collapse of the dynasty?"
"Wrong, Your Majesty is wrong. I only want to serve the Daxia people. I don't want to see internal strife and internal strife."
"But that's what you're going to do!"
Qi Jinyu sighed and looked at the sky with his hands behind his hands: "Then your Majesty wants to kill me?"
The old emperor was stunned and speechless, and then whispered: "Do you and I, father and son, have to go to this level?"
Qi Jinyu pointed to the deer platform: "So your Majesty thinks that a thousand gold sword guards, ten cannons, several crossbows, and a big net can kill me here?"
The old emperor held Empress Gao's jade hand tightly, telling her not to be nervous. The two hugged each other, as if they had encountered the biggest disaster in their lives.
This disaster came from the biological son of Emperor Tiande.
"Father, things don't have to come to this. As you said, I have read the words of basic sages. Killing the king and killing the father is against human ethics. My way is never like this."
He has a lot of energy in his sleeves, so he must have a lot of cultivation.
"But I won't let others take advantage of me."
(End of chapter)
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