"Uncle Wang, the Daqian Dynasty has reached its most critical moment. Please come to our rescue!" The eighty-year-old Daqian King kowtowed to the vermilion door.
However, it was quiet inside the door, without any movement.
"Uncle Wang, can you bear to watch the Daqian Dynasty fall?"
With a creak, the palace door opened automatically, and an old man in white robe appeared in front of King Daqian.
This old man is obviously older than King Daqian, but he looks younger than King Daqian.
He stretched out his hand to help King Daqian up: "Get up and speak. I, the man of the Daqian Dynasty, will only kneel to the sky and my parents!"
"Uncle Wang!" King Daqian stood up and cried with joy.
"Take me over there, I want to see who dares to destroy our Daqian Dynasty!" Although his voice was not loud, there was an invisible domineering air that made people tremble with fear.
"Yes!" King Daqian bowed and promised.
royal palace.
The King of Zhenbei stood at the top of the city, looking at the army of hundreds of monks who rushed in screaming, as well as the twenty extraordinary men with powerful auras in the sky.
In his eyes, he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears: "Old Liu, go well, my brother will be with you in a minute!"
The outer city was destroyed. As the military marshal of the Daqian Dynasty, Lao Liu's ending could be imagined.
However, there is no need to be sad, because King Zhenbei knows that it will be his turn soon.
At the top of the city, the powerful men of the three major families carried the pressure like a landslide and tsunami, like a black cloud covering the top, looking down at the palace below.
Shangguan Wenhua shouted coldly: "The outer city has been captured by us, and all your troops and monks have died in battle. Where is King Daqian? Let him come out and surrender quickly!"
King Zhenbei's voice was cold: "If you want to see His Majesty, you must pass my test first!"
Lin Jingxiao took a step forward with a gloomy sneer on his face: "Just you? You're not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
"I will kill you like a chicken!"
Lin Jingxiao suddenly raised his hand and struck out with his sword.
King Zhenbei stood at the top of the city, motionless.
A long sword suddenly stabbed diagonally from behind King Zhenbei, accurately hitting the long sword shot by Lin Jingxiao and cutting it down.
A figure in black quietly landed behind King Zhenbei.
It is one of the offerings of the Daqian Dynasty.
At the same time, two more figures flew out from the palace and landed at the top of the city, staring coldly at the powerful men of the three major families.
The King of Zhenbei bowed and saluted: "It's time for you, the three of you, to pay your respects."
The three of them remained silent and just nodded in response.
Lin Jingxiao was shocked and cursed angrily: "Zhao Jingyan, it turns out it's you!"
The three major worshipers of the dynasty are all of extraordinary strength. This Zhao Jingyan is the great minister and the former head of the Zhao family.
When he was young, Zhao Jingyan was the genius at the top of the gold medal list, always surpassing Lin Jingxiao.
It's a pity that the Zhao family was assassinated and destroyed overnight.
Zhao Jingyan was missing.
"I didn't expect you to act like a dog to the imperial power. It really brings shame to our spiritual community!" Lin Jingxiao sneered coldly.
Zhao Jingyan was unmoved, but he talked about another thing.
"When the Zhao family was destroyed, your Lin family also played a role, right?"
Lin Jingxiao's face was startled, but he quickly suppressed it and did not make any answer.
Zhao Jingyan was not in a hurry and turned to Xu Hong and Shangguan Wenhua: "Of course the Xu family and Shangguan family also made great efforts, I remember them!"
Xu Hong did not say a word, but Shangguan Wenhua sneered: "Yes, to destroy your Zhao family, all three major families will take action!"
"Zhao Jingyan, now that you know the truth, what can you do to us?"
Zhao Jingyan's expression was still very calm, and he asked slowly: "I want to know why? There must be a reason to destroy all my Zhao family, right?"
Shangguan Wenhua laughed loudly: "Reason? Because your Zhao family is too sharp. Is this reason enough?"
Lin Jingxiao said impatiently: "What nonsense are you talking to him about? Kill him!"
The three of them took action immediately, and a group of strong men they brought with them also joined the battle circle and besieged the three major enshrinements.
Although the three of Zhao Jingyan are strong, they cannot withstand the opponent's large number of people. If the people from the three major families hadn't just gone through a big battle and consumed a lot of their strength, the three major worshipers might not have been able to last even ten rounds.
At the top of the palace city, King Zhenbei looked at the three major offerings that were gradually losing ground, and shook his head helplessly.
This is already the last trump card of the Daqian Dynasty.
Could it be that the Daqian Dynasty is really going to die?
Thinking of his military life, he had conquered such a large territory for the Daqian Dynasty, but now, he had to watch it perish with his own eyes.
In the imperial city, countless people came out of their houses at some point. They came to the street and watched the battle above the palace.
They knew that those three people were worshiped by the Daqian Dynasty and were what they called the gods.
However, the person they now regard as a god seems to be defeated at this moment.
A little girl of five or six years old, wearing a floral jacket and two braids, asked the middle-aged woman next to her in her immature childish voice: "Mom, why are those people beating the immortal grandfather?"
The middle-aged woman said with hatred on her face: "Because they are bad people. Of course, bad people don't want Grandpa God to protect us all the time."
An angry expression suddenly appeared on the little girl's face: "Bad guys, Grandpa God, beat them to death!"
Zhao Jingyan and the other three were defeated in the end and were knocked down at the top of the city.
Shangguan Wenhua laughed proudly: "Zhao Jingyan, you are nothing more than this!"
"King Zhenbei, let your King Daqian come out! Otherwise, don't blame us for going on a killing spree!"
The King of Zhenbei said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty is not here, I am in charge of everything here. If you have anything to say, just say it!"
Shangguan Wenhua sneered: "Are you in charge?"
King Zhenbei said calmly: "Of course we can do it."
"Okay!" Shangguan Wenhua pointed in the direction of the palace and said loudly: "Demolish these buildings, dissolve the Daqian Dynasty, and you royal family members will die to apologize."
"From now on, there will only be three major aristocratic families in Beizhou, and there will no longer be any imperial power!"
Before King Zhenbei could answer, an old voice suddenly sounded: "The Daqian Dynasty will never be destroyed, long live the Daqian Dynasty!"
At some point, the people on the street spontaneously came to the bottom of the palace.
They faced the army of monks covered in blood. Although there was fear on their faces, their steps were resolute.
The voice just now came from the mouth of a seventy-year-old man on crutches.
"Long live the Daqian Dynasty!"
The old man continued to move forward while shouting slogans, heading towards the city gate blocked by an army of monks.
He walked very slowly, taking a breath with every step, but his steps were extremely firm, as if no power could stop him.
Behind him, more and more people took the initiative to follow.
The woman holding the child shouted: "Long live the Daqian Dynasty!"
The little girl next to him also shouted in a childish voice: "Long live the Daqian Dynasty!"
One sound, two sounds, ten sounds, a hundred sounds...
More and more people followed and shouted, their voices shaking the imperial city and shaking the heaven and earth.
Hearing the sound, more and more people came out of their homes and gathered below the palace.
Ten thousand, twenty thousand, one hundred thousand...
