Chapter 115: The Golden-Faced National Teacher
"General Guan, how many people support me? Is there a way to arrange for the generals of the Tempest Legion to infiltrate the altar? Yun Feiyang didn't get carried away with the small victory at the moment. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This is only the first step in his counterattack.
Just getting rid of a General Luo will definitely not hurt Yun Tianhuang.
Especially the mysterious forces behind Yun Tianhuang made Yun Feiyang even more vigilant. The martial god surnamed Ruan just now was very unfamiliar, but his strength was so strong, he also witnessed it with his own eyes. When he was powerful, even if General Guan and Deputy Commander Pang joined forces, they couldn't help him.
"Your Highness, there don't seem to be many people supporting you right now. But if you can prove that you are the Great Prince, and then give hope to those who are watching, I think the number of people who support you will be a terrible number. After all, the bravery and benevolence of the eldest prince left a deep impression on everyone. And as a rule, you are the Orthodox. General Guan hesitated for a moment before he said what he thought.
Yun Feiyang is the eldest prince, the eldest son and grandson, and the first heir to the throne.
According to common sense, if the eldest prince has no major faults and performs well, he is the next generation of emperors.
"Well, it's difficult to prove that I'm the eldest prince in public, but there is still a way to do it!" Yun Feiyang nodded in contemplation, General Guan's analysis was very pertinent.
"It's risky to get the generals of the Tempest Legion into the altar, but you can give it a try, and the success rate should be high! However, after entering the altar, they are extremely easy to expose because they are full of people who are cloudy. If you want them to call on the soldiers of the Tempest Legion to rebel against the clouds, then you have to be quick and take the clouds by surprise. ”
General Guan is brave and strategic, and has a very accurate grasp of the current situation.
At present, many enemy troops have fled, and it is believed that the news that the tiger prison has been robbed and the three deputy army commanders have been rescued will soon reach the ears of Yuntian Huang. When the time comes, Yun Tianhuang will immediately make a deployment.
War, it is surprisingly winnable.
If you want to seize the opportunity, you must take advantage of the fact that Yun Tianhuang has not had time to react and catch him off guard.
"General Guan, you immediately start arranging for them to infiltrate the altar!" Yun Feiyang began to give combat orders.
"Lao Pang, Lao He, Lao Wang, the three of you lead a group of generals of the Tempest Army to act at the opportunity. If all goes well, I guess I'll stand up and stop the Heavenly Desolation and denounce his sins. At this time, you raise your arms and shout, you should be able to gather most of the old warriors of the Tempest. ”
The Tempest Legion was cultivated by Yun Feiyang, and in terms of loyalty, it is very high. Coupled with the presence of a number of veteran generals, they should raise their flags and defect. This is also Yun Feiyang's biggest reliance.
As long as he controls the Tempest Legion, he will have the confidence to turn the tables.
"Your Highness...... Be careful! General Guan sighed, he knew very well what Yun Feiyang wanted to do. It's just that the power of Yuntianhuang is too strong, and the eldest prince is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.
But he had to do this, if Yun Feiyang didn't come forward in person, there would be no chance at all.
"Well, you too!" Yun Feiyang nodded, his gaze swept over the faces of all his subordinates, these people were all loyal to him. He hurried towards the altar, with the identity of the Danshi as a cover, it was very convenient to enter the altar. Even as he ran and flew by, he was still constantly transforming the true element.
Since he was cultivating a canon-level exercise, the amount of true yuan that could be stored in his body was far beyond that of ordinary people.
Around the altar, there were already a sea of people, all watching the enthronement ceremony of the new generation of Feiyun Emperor.
I saw that on the high altar, the servants of the gods were busy. Several black-clothed people with indifferent faces stood proudly on the heavenly steps leading to the altar, these people, exuding an extremely amazing momentum, and there was a dense aura around them, obviously they were all masters of the martial god level.
In the center of the altar, a young man with eagle eyebrows, hooked nose and wide mouth, and a gloomy appearance, wearing a nine-clawed golden dragon robe, was sitting there with his eyes closed and burning incense and praying. Behind him, an old man in a black gold-rimmed robe with a pattern of mountains and rivers printed on his chest, wearing a square crown and holding his hands, stood there.
This old man can't see his true face, because he wears a golden mask, which looks particularly mysterious.
However, the robe he wears is very particular, it is the crown of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers that can only be worn by national teachers. Mountains and rivers are printed on the back, and the sun and moon are painted on the chest, implying that the sky and the earth are penetrated. The status of the national teacher is noble, and the affairs of the empire, large and small, can be planned and checked by the national teacher.
The first time Yun Feiyang saw the old man in the mask, he felt extremely strange. Even if you stare at the old man seriously, as long as your spirit is slightly distracted, you will immediately ignore the existence of the old man. He was like a cloud of air.
What's even more weird is the cultivation of the old man, and the few black-clothed people guarding the heavenly rank all exude a powerful aura, and they can be concluded at a glance that they are at the level of a martial god. The golden-faced old man, on the other hand, did not have any breath leaking out at all, as if he was an ordinary person.
"Could it be that this person is the powerhouse of the Void Realm?" Yun Feiyang was amazed.
The Feiyun Empire didn't have any national teachers before, because the status of the national teachers was too noble and their rights were great. If you are not careful, you will become a figure who plots to usurp the throne. is like the Mogu National Master of the Mengyuan Empire, even if the Eighth Prince is in front of him, he has to be respectful.
You must know that the eighth prince is the best prince among the princes of the Mengyuan Empire, and he is completely the heir to the throne, which is equivalent to the identity of the crown prince. But even in front of the national teacher, he had to be respectful. Just imagine, if Emperor Mengyuan dies and the Eighth Prince succeeds to the throne, how can the imperial authority be erected?
Yun Feiyang's eyes searched, and soon, he landed in those VIP seats.
In addition to the six major sects and the pill branch, there is now one more force. And it deservedly occupies the leftmost position.
There weren't many people coming, only five, but when others looked at these five people, they were all in awe. There was only one person sitting, a stunning woman wearing a red phoenix robe and a white veil on her face. The four people behind her were standing, all looking quite young, two men and two women. However, the strength of these four people is extremely powerful, and they are all at the level of martial gods.
In the entire True Martial Continent, there are really not many families that can have such momentum.
Only the famous Nangong family has such a background, and a few generals are sent at will, all of them are at the level of martial gods.
The moment he saw the stunning woman, Yun Feiyang stared at her as if he had been struck by lightning and had been enchanted. In the past sixteen years, he has endured humiliation and burden, and the person he thinks about the most is not the enemy, but this woman who loves to the depths of his bone marrow.
Her eyes were very cold, but there was not much expression on her face. But she came after all, and she was wearing a red phoenix robe that only a bride would wear. This made Yun Feiyang's heart surge with flames of anger, in addition to anger, it was also accompanied by heartache.