Chongzhou.
Beibeihou Chonghouhu is stationed.
The center of the two hundred princes and kingdoms in the north!
Chonghou Hu was a king of the Chong clan, named Hu. He was granted the title of Marquis by the Shang Dynasty, so he changed his name to Chonghou Hu.
at this time.
Inside Chongzhou City.
Chong Houhu, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, lay weakly on the red rattan rocking chair and said quietly:
"Do you know what I admire most about our king?"
Behind him stood a young man in golden mail, massaging his shoulders. Hearing this, he shook his head and said:
"My son, I dare not criticize the king."
Chonghouhu's eyes were half closed and he didn't ask any further questions. He said to himself:
"What I admire about your Majesty is not that he works hard to govern, but that he enjoys life."
"When people in this world think of the great king, the first thing they think of is pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and divine artillery. But no one knows that our great king has also created many magical things."
"Just like this recliner, it's so comfortable to lie in, even a god wouldn't change it."
"Without the king's deck chairs, hot pot, and mahjong, half of the joy of life would be lost."
"Everyone in the world says that I, Chonghou Hu, am greedy for life and afraid of death, and I am foolishly loyal to King Shang."
"Haha, if my Chong family hadn't been dependent on King Shang for generations to survive, we would have perished long ago."
"Hey, this time, for some unknown reason, the king asked Xibohou to put down the rebellion. Is this giving up on Chongzhou?"
Chonghou Hu was enjoying it, leisurely and leisurely, and said while half asleep and half awake:
"I asked the chef to cook the hot pot, is it ready?"
The young man whispered: "The bottom of your favorite Shu Xiang pot has been boiled, now you should prepare the side dishes."
"Oh...are you healed already?"
"time flies."
Chong Houhu finally opened his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his thin, scorched face.
"It seems that your uncle can't be invited."
"I'm afraid Ji Chang's army is still on its way."
He stood up with the help of the young man in gold armor and walked to the door window. Hanging on one side was a piece of bronze armor, which was stained with blood and covered with knife marks.
Chonghou Hu picked up the blood-stained armor, shook it suddenly, and put it on his body.
Then, he looked at the bronze helmet with the Chong clan's totem engraved on it.
totem.
It's a five-clawed dragon.
This dragon has five claws on its belly, colorful wings on its back, and golden dragon scales all over its body, making it look magically beautiful.
Chong Houhu murmured to himself:
"It has been five hundred years since the Tang Dynasty destroyed Xia."
“In the past five hundred years, the Yin Shang Dynasty frequently moved their capitals, and the world underwent great changes.”
"Who still remembers that we have the Chong family?"
He put on the blood-stained bronze helmet, picked up the long sword on the sword stand, and continued to speak slowly:
"When Xia is prosperous, the dragon descends on Chongshan."
"Ying Biao, even if you die in battle, you must remember it. We have the Chong family, the national surname is Si, and the founding monarch Si Wenming, known as Dayu in the world."
"I have the Chong family who are remnants of the previous dynasty. Shang Tang destroyed the country without destroying the heirs, which is why our lineage has survived to this day. If we don't bow our heads, how can we expect to have more achievements than our master?"
He waved the bronze sword in his hand and slashed into the air, and the laziness in his voice disappeared!
"We have the Chong family, which is the royal family of Daxia."
"No matter who is in charge of the world today, I have all the blood of the Chong family here, how can I allow you to wreak havoc."
"My clan has survived under King Shang for decades, and it's time to make a contribution today."
Chonghou Hu stepped out of the palace wearing armor and swinging his sword, saying:
"The hot pot is ready. Bring it to the tower for me."
"Today, my father will cook wine on the city tower to kill the rebels, and use the blood of those evil beasts to cook wine and eat it!"
When the young man heard this, his whole body trembled, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and he said yes.
Outside Chongzhou City.
Blood stained thousands of miles.
There was a patch of scorched earth on the ground, and the soil was dyed black and red.
The rebels who started from Beihai attacked more than 30 countries and now number 180,000.
One hundred and eighty thousand rebels were pressing outside Chongzhou City, forming eighteen square formations. The dark momentum dispersed the dark clouds in the sky and made the air stagnant.
Eighteen square formations, with nearly ten thousand troops on each side, and dozens of ferocious monsters lingering in front of the formation!
These monsters looked coldly at the towers, which were completely black, like the muzzles of ferocious beasts.
Three days ago.
The Beihai army attacked outside Chongzhou City. Beibo Hou Chonghou Hu led his troops out of the city, but was caught off guard by the monster army.
Unexpectedly, the next day, Chonghou Hu stayed behind closed doors and relied on the dark iron tubes at the top of the city to repel waves of attacks and even killed a few monsters.
"The human race actually has such a weapon!"
"It shouldn't belong to the human world. Mortals cannot master the power of gods except through practice!"
"Attack them, destroy them, and eat up all the humans in this city!"
The demonic beasts let out waves of roars. They had just opened their spiritual intelligence, and they only had killing in their hearts, and no moral heart. They just wanted to destroy the city as soon as possible and make these human beings who attacked them become flesh and blood in their bellies.
However, they did not dare to move.
All the monsters looked towards the army. There sat a boy in white, holding a Western sandalwood and a lotus, chanting Sanskrit, and the sound of Sanskrit spread throughout the army of 100,000.
The boy's whole body was illuminated by light, and golden lotuses fell from his head, which was mysterious and boundless.
The Sanskrit sound reached the ears of the monsters in the North Sea, making them intoxicated. Their eyes were sometimes blurred, sometimes ferocious, and they let out bursts of roars.
"Master Immortal, we have been waiting for two days, why don't we start attacking the city?"
On the side of the boy in white, a tiger general was anxiously walking around on a white horse.
He has a blue face and a red beard, hair like vermilion lacquer, wearing golden armor and red robes, and holding a demon-conquering pestle in his hand. He is none other than Yuan Futong, the leader of the Beihai rebels.
He had asked this question more than a dozen times. Unfortunately, the boy who could kill him with a wave of his hand never opened his eyes and was just reciting scriptures.
"Master Immortal, the 180,000-strong army consumes a huge amount of food and grass every day, and there is not much left now."
"If we don't attack the city, I'm afraid there will be a mutiny."
After hearing this, the boy in white finally opened his eyes, which were a pair of indifferent eyes.
He stared at the city wall in the distance and murmured.
"The decree has arrived, the city will be massacred today."
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Futong's anxiety suddenly disappeared. He roared angrily, pulled the rope in his hand, and said loudly:
"Siege the city!"
The words came out, and the roar rushed into the sky!
The ferocious beast, already impatient, took the lead in attacking!
On top of the city wall.
Chonghou Hu glared at the monsters below, raised his long sword and said:
"Kill these evil beasts!"
"Eat their meat with wine!"
The dull sound of war drums sounded and spread in all directions!
The brutal fighting began.
…
An hour later.
Fire clouds dyed the sky red, below Chongzhou City.
Rebel leader Yuan Futong held a human head in his hand and sneered at the tower:
"Marquis Beibo, now King Shang disrespects the gods and blasphemes heaven. I, Yuan Futong, will enforce heaven's law and kill the king who defies heaven and has no law!"
"You are not a member of the royal family of the Great Shang Dynasty. Why do you support businessmen and block my army?"
"Didn't Bei Bohou see it? My army marched all the way, and there was never a city that blocked it!"
"This is God's will, this is the people's will!"
Yuan Futong was covered in blood and holding a bloody tiger leg in his hand. He sneered, cut off a piece of meat and threw it into the boiling soup.
After boiling for a while, the blood stains were still wet. He put his hand into the boiling soup, picked up the flesh and blood and ate it, saying disdainfully:
"Do justice for heaven?"
"In the first year of Emperor Xin's reign, the mountain god of Pingqiu Mountain in Beihai neglected his duty and rocks slid down, killing 300 people!"
"In the second year of Emperor Xin's reign, the mountain god of Taihua Mountain in Xiqi kidnapped nearly a thousand women. Ten years later, mass graves were discovered containing the remains of thousands of people!"
"In the fifth year of Emperor Xin's reign, the mountain god of Mount Gu in the West Sea fought against the water god of Wei River. Hundreds of miles of surrounding land turned into a state of Ze, and countless people died and were injured!"
…
"Your Majesty killed these worms in the country. You tell me it was God's will."
"Then why do you honor him today?"
A hint of bloodthirsty murderous intent flashed in Yuan Futong's eyes, and he threw the human head in his hand to the ground, his voice cold and ruthless.
"When death is imminent, I don't know how to repent."
"It seems that Chongzhou is also a group of evil demons who disrespect God. Only blood can wash away your sins!"
"All officers and men obey orders!"
"After breaking the city, massacre it for seven days!"
