On the top of the mountain.
The Eagle Guard commander stood with his hands behind his back, his cloak fluttering in the wind, showing an indescribable unruly and domineering attitude.
The Eagle Guards standing behind him were like javelins, giving people a great sense of oppression.
These are the four great generals around him, and they are also four generals in the fourth-grade gentleman realm. Their combat prowess is extremely astonishing.
Even in the face of the same level of literature and art, there are ways to avoid it. Everyone is the confidant of the commander and the king of Zhenbei.
Search!
The intelligence spy ducked back with an ugly look on his face and reported to the Eagle Guard commander: "Shuai Zhao... the Qianhu Eagle Guards who were ambushing... are all dead!"
"What!"
Boom~
The Eagle Guard commander glared angrily, exuding an extremely tyrannical aura. The four fourth-grade generals beside him retreated continuously, and spider web-like cracks appeared in the ground beneath their feet.
"Shuai Zhao!"
"Shuai Zhao!"
The four of them suppressed the shock in their hearts and looked at the Eagle Guard Commander.
There seems to be only one realm difference between the third and fourth grades, but the third grade crushes the fourth grade in almost all directions. Just the aura released makes them feel like they are facing a surging wave.
The commander of the Eagle Guard looked gloomy and looked at the carriage that had long since disappeared, with an ugly expression on his face.
"Being able to instantly kill a fifth-grade virtuous general under our noses without being caught, it is absolutely impossible for anyone below the second-grade Yasheng to do so."
The commander of the Eagle Guard said coldly: "But looking at Dayan, there are only a handful of second-grade Yasages, and there are only three people..."
"But the Yasheng of the Zhenguo Holy Academy and the Dean of Qingshan Academy will never be willing to become the bodyguards of Prince Dayan."
"And Emperor Dayan has no way of leaving the capital... Who is he?"
"Is it possible that there is a new second-grade Asian Christmas in the capital?"
The Eagle Guard commander turned to look at the intelligence agent who was reporting, and said in a deep voice: "What's the situation in the capital? Is there someone from the various schools of thought who has reached the second rank?"
The intelligence spy said sternly: "The informant in the capital has been keeping in touch with me. There is absolutely no birth of a second-grade Yasheng..."
"Shuai Zhao, you can rest assured about this. The informants in the capital are all people from various fields. The information they provide is almost consistent, so there is no deception."
The Eagle Guard commander asked: "Then what happened to the deaths of these fifth-grade thousand households? If there were no second-grade Yasheng..."
Buzz!
Before the Eagle Guard Commander finished speaking, a flash of light flashed in his mind. He thought of what his adoptive father, King Zhenbei, once said to their four brothers...
Without any hesitation, he asked people to take care of the bodies of those Qianhu, and then left directly, disappearing on the top of the mountain.
…
at this time.
Zhenbei Palace.
The commander of the Eagle Guard made Zhao Ziying walk out of the void and asked to see the King of Zhenbei.
Soon the palace steward took him directly to the main hall of the inner courtyard of the palace and met his adoptive father, King Zhenbei.
He was playing chess with the head of the Sun family, a military strategist who came to celebrate his birthday.
"Father!"
Zhao Ziying, the commander of the Eagle Guard, bowed his hands and bowed, then looked at the head of the Sun family and said nothing.
The head of the Sun family stroked his beard and chuckled, stood up and said: "Haha, it seems that there is something important to report, so I will go to the palace for a walk first..."
"It may be a military situation, Brother Sun, please forgive me!" King Zhenbei said, cupping his fists.
"Why are you so polite!"
The head of the Sun family smiled and waved, and left the main hall under the leadership of the butler.
Only then did King Zhenbei look at the Eagle Guard Commander: "How's the test going?"
Zhao Ziying said: "Father, the situation is a bit beyond my expectation. It is very possible that...Prince Dayan, as his adoptive father said, he is no longer the real prince..."
King Zhenbei looked calm: "Why do you think so?"
"The several Eagle Guards Qianhu who were ambushing and testing... were instantly killed by an unknown force. There were blood holes between their eyebrows, but I didn't find any signs of strong people taking action." Zhao Ziying said solemnly.
King Zhenbei raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled: "Yes, he is indeed not the Crown Prince of Dayan anymore."
Everything was just as he expected. The New Year's Eve Lantern Festival was a part of his plan, but he didn't expect that it would follow his planned route in the end.
"Then He is?"
There was strong curiosity in the eyes of the Eagle Guard commander. How come Prince Dayan has such great strength?
who is it?
Could it be that the demon god that the adoptive father always talked about, that transcended the realm of the mainland?
Zhao Ziying's heart was pounding, and she felt a little panicked and worried for no reason.
If it is really Him.
So this is probably an uncontrollable factor. Although the adoptive father is an invincible sub-sage in their hearts.
But facing the demon god who transcends existence...does he have the power to control it absolutely?
"hehe!"
King Zhenbei looked at the Eagle Guard commander with a smile and said, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart? The four of you are my adopted sons, and I have no secrets from you."
"It is indeed He who has come!"
Buzz!
Zhao Ziying's head was buzzing. He was worthy of being an adopted father. He could still be so calm and calm in the face of such a presence.
He was really convinced.
"You should retreat first!" King Zhenbei then spoke.
"yes!"
Zhao Ziying retreated respectfully.
King Zhenbei became more and more beautiful, with unconcealable joy and excitement on his old face.
"Although you are a being that transcends the continent, you are not as powerful as you thought after so many years of seal suppression."
"Instant kill level 5, for me, this is just a thought, but you actually left a bloody wound. It seems that you are weaker than me!"
"So come here this time, you and I sign a contract to help me achieve first-class or even super-class... Wouldn't it be wonderful?"
"Hahaha!"
King Zhenbei couldn't help laughing. His great work was about to be completed. No one could understand his mood at the moment.
For decades!
He had been planning for this moment for decades, and now he was about to succeed.
Hope is on the way.
…
The northern royal city.
A huge city at the foot of the iceberg stands on the ground. The city is more than a hundred meters high.
Regardless of the terrain or the engineering itself, this is a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
at this time.
The twelve extra legs under the holy beast disappeared, and it pulled the cart with an unhappy look on its face, cursing in its heart.
From time to time, he neighed unwillingly.
Lin Yi opened the curtain and saw this huge royal city, and saw many festive decorations on the city wall.
"This is the Northern King's City...it's really majestic and domineering." Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
King Zhenbei lived a comfortable life.
This city is no smaller than the capital.
The dean of Qingshan Academy and Li Mobai, who have traveled all over the world, have also been to the Northern King's City. They also poked their heads out and took a look, but did not show any mood swings.
"Still the same!" Li Mobai was not very interested.
"In such a city, there is no formation to resist monsters. It seems that what we are defending is not monsters, but the army and refugees!"
"Look at the holes on the city wall. Don't think they are places where crossbowmen shoot arrows or where literary monks practice their arts. They are places where food is put out for the refugees..."
Dean Qingshan hit the nail on the head.
Once monsters or disasters occur in some places in the north, refugees will definitely appear, and their only place to go will definitely be the royal city.
But the towering city walls were erected, and the refugees could not enter at all, and they were tightly guarded. But after all, these refugees were all related to the Zhenbei Army.
So they won't starve to death.
But for humble refugees, entering the city is a hidden danger, and it is also a kind of blasphemy for the noble citizens of the royal city.
After all, those who can settle in the royal city are the soldiers of Zhenbei Army and their families and descendants.
They were born noble and could not be compared to the common people in small towns outside the royal city.
This is the North.
A place that advocates killing monsters and fighting to gain military merit and enhance one's identity and status.
