"Your Majesty......"

"Don't say it, I'm here to advance and retreat with you, even if I die, I will die on this city wall! My Tianxiang Kingdom only has emperors who died in battle, and there are no ants!" Zhang Wei said loudly.

"Your Majesty!" The general was also surprised, has Your Majesty changed?

"Your Majesty, you don't have a battle robe, you still ......"

"How can you say that you have no clothes? You are with your son! The city is in me, and the city is ruined and destroyed!"

Zhang Wei's voice was majestic and impassioned, and the scalps of the people around him were numb when they heard it, and they couldn't help but roar: "His Majesty the Emperor lives and dies with me here, brothers, kill the rebels!"

"Fight for Your Majesty!"

"Fight for Your Majesty!"

The defenders on the city wall shouted a tsunami, and the wounded people, who were almost exhausted, stood up at once.

Emperors are not afraid of death, what are they afraid of?!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Fight for Your Majesty!"

Fukangan stood beside Zhang Wei and said in a low voice at this time: "Your Majesty, where are those people?"

"Do you see the camp ahead?"

Fukangan nodded: "I see!"

"Two miles south of the camp, the largest mansion is King Cheng's mansion. Compared to the few rebel generals in the big camp, there are many more masters in the City King's Mansion!"

Fukangan nodded again, contemplating his eyebrows and thinking about how to make a move.

The siege of the city with a tsunami from the mountains below was huge, and the ladders erected the city walls, and were pushed out again and again by the people above with spears and spears.

There was another constant crashing sound at the gate of Miyagi.

The battering ram, nothing more than a huge piece of wood with iron sheets wrapped around its head, was constantly pounding the gates.

Arrows rain down and beacon fires soar into the sky.

The entire Tianxiang City people were all hiding at home at this time, and no one dared to come out.

Among the rebels, there were several sharpshooters who had pierced Yang at a hundred paces and aimed at Zhang Wei from a distance, and one arrow after another did not shoot others, but only aimed at Zhang Wei's face.

"The Dog Emperor is mine, and I want to be this Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"

"Fuck your fart, the dog emperor is mine!"

Several people were in a hurry, and their arrows were like meteors, competing with each other for who could kill Zhang Wei.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

During the battle, the surrounding soldiers saw the flying feather arrows directly hitting Zhang Wei, and they were frightened!

"Dog Emperor, go die!"

"Wanhu Hou is mine!"

The so-called marksman laughed.

But in the blink of an eye, a hand appeared on Zhang Wei's side, white and tender, and as soon as he stretched it out, the galloping feather arrow was frozen in the air.

"What!"

"How is that possible?"

"There are masters around the Dog Emperor, who is the little white face?"

Naturally, no one knows Fukangan.

However, Fukangan was a little surprised: "Your Majesty is really Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change!"

"The cycle of life and death, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, what is there to be afraid of? Not to mention that you are here, do I need to worry?"

Trusted by the emperor, Fukangan was grateful and clenched his fists: "The ministers will be smeared with your majesty!"

Zhang Wei smiled faintly, and Fukangan also waved his hand, and the feather arrow of the freeze turned and shot down the person who climbed up from the cloud ladder.

The people guarding the city were relieved to see it, and they dared to love His Majesty the Emperor, and there were also masters to help them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you only need to hold on for a quarter of an hour or two, and the overall situation will be decided. Zhang Wei said to everyone.

When everyone heard this, their hearts were settled, thinking that His Majesty the Emperor still had a secret hand.

I admire the emperor even more.

And at this moment, Zhang Wei was stunned by himself.

I just said a few words, I didn't do anything, I didn't practice, but why, the "Sword of the Son of Heaven" that I just got, suddenly a little rice grain in the center of my eyebrows, suddenly became bigger?

The most important thing is that Zhang Wei feels that his realm is constantly improving.

From the early days of the day after tomorrow, the middle stage, the late stage, the consummation...... Rumble!

Innate early, middle, late, consummation!

From the beginning of the day after tomorrow, it has improved by seven small realms!

The majestic force roared, sweeping around, and both the defenders of the city and the rebels on the ladder were suppressed.

Zhang Wei clenched his fists excitedly, feeling the blood boiling and the meridians trembling.

Since the emperor was a prince, his martial arts cultivation was very poor, even if he had royal resources, he had only cultivated to the early stage of the day after tomorrow at the age of eighteen.

is the youngest of all the princes, and the thirteen princes with the worst qualifications are all in the middle of the day after tomorrow!

But now, the huge momentum and the power of Huanghuang are like Mount Tai pressing on the top, so that their group of people are shaken by the momentum.

In the midst of the panic, everyone began to suspect that the emperor was merciful and really didn't want to fight with others, so he never showed his realm!

But those traitors took the emperor's kindness as a bully!

His Majesty must have been stunned by these bastards when he fell before.

Well, now the emperor is angry!

The general guarding the city had even brighter eyes: there is really no simple one who can be the emperor, no wonder the first emperor would choose His Majesty.

It's really wiser than the first emperor!

There is no mercy more than Your Majesty!

And the rebels who climbed up from the ladder were already staggering on the ladder, and they were instantly crushed by the momentum and fell off the ladder.

"It's not a waste, the emperor is not a waste!"

"The emperor is much stronger than the prince Cheng!"

"The emperor is destined by heaven, that is a genius!"

No matter what others thought or called, Zhang Wei clenched his fists and felt the power.

At this time, the Sword of Heaven formed the length of a small finger in the center of the eyebrows, exuding majesty.

Zhang Wei had a feeling that the Jade Disc of Creation could allow him to summon the assistance of the gods. But what blesses one's personal strength is this Heavenly Son Sword!

And the cultivation method of the Son of Heaven Sword is obviously different from ordinary exercises, and it is not just a matter of casually running exercises to absorb aura.

Why did the Son of Heaven Sword change from the size of a grain of rice to the length of a finger for no reason?

Zhang Wei thought about it, and had a kind of realization in his heart: it is the human heart!

Since ancient times, emperors have proclaimed themselves the Son of Heaven.

But there is no such statement in this world, after all, there are too many imperial empires, so many emperors, and they are hereditary, are they all sons of heaven?

Therefore, there is a saying that the sword of the Son of Heaven is the way of the heavens.

So, how can we do the Tao on behalf of the heavens?

Unless you control the entire continent and unify the world, then you will be able to speak with golden, as if you are following the law, then you are the Son of Heaven!

If you want the Son of Heaven Sword to become stronger, you need to control and envelop more people and places to gain more power.

Zhang Wei guessed that this thing was like the legendary incense Shinto, as long as there was more incense and more people who believed, the stronger it could become.

There is a world of difference from those who practice penance, constantly fight monsters and upgrade, and dig treasures everywhere to grab inheritance.

"I don't know who created this exercise, and it's actually called the Son of Heaven Sword, and I don't know what the origin of this piece of jade is, but it can make the gods obey their orders 100%!"

Zhang Wei muttered, he could feel that Fukangan's loyalty to himself was 100%, and it was simply imprinted in their bones and souls.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Wei was full of pride: "Fukangan, follow me to break the enemy!"