......Zilong Tian suddenly got up, and a cold intent burst out in an instant: "You are jealous that I am more popular than you, so you want to kill me...... But if you kill me, why should you involve the entire Zijia Army? Don't you see them die tragically at your hands, and don't you have a little sorrow in your heart? ”

"What's the use of you dying?" The old emperor suddenly shouted: "You are dead, after all, someone from your Zi family will take over from you in charge of the Zi Family Army, only the Zi Family Army has completely disappeared...... Only then will someone remember that this world is my world...... It's not your Zi family's world......"

"So you let people hurt my second uncle......" Zi Yelian moved lightly and slowly walked to the bed: "You hurt him all over the body, and there is no hope of healing, in order to cut off all thoughts of the Zi Family Army...... And coincidentally, the brothers of the Zi Family Army did not disappoint you, they slaughtered a lot of people for Zi Yan...... This just gives you a justifiable reason to disband the Purple Family's army......"

"So what?" The emperor looked at Zi Longtian coldly, not afraid of his anger at all: "The Zi family's military merits are high, and their destruction is an inevitable step for them...... No emperor wants to have a courtier like you by his side...... Rabbits and dead dogs are cooked, and birds are hidden...... When the country is stable and the four seas are peaceful...... Your death is an inevitable trend of history......"

Zi Ye's pupils shrank unconsciously, and he looked at Zi Longtian with some sadness.

Although the old emperor's words are ruthless, they are wise words.

What he said is right, all dynasties and dynasties, as long as they are the founding heroes of the country with dazzling achievements, they will become the souls of unjust deaths in the long river of history at a certain time.

Their success was also doomed to their death at the same time.

The Zi family army is in the court, and such a trend is inevitable.

Because the old emperor knew very well in his heart that during that time period, it was not his brothers and sisters who threatened his throne, nor his own flesh and blood children and grandchildren, but the Zi Family Army, who had too much merit and too much reputation.

The emperor's indifference made Zilongtian's fists clenched tightly, and his eyes were about to split.

"Three hundred and twenty-seven Purple Family Army...... He did not die by the sword of his enemies, but he died among your arrows......"

On that day, he received a secret order, saying that the court was about to mutiny, and the emperor escaped in microclothes, and he wanted to meet the Zijia army at the mass grave, and his shirt was counterproductive.

Because the person who conveyed this secret order was Shao Dashan, a close friend of his father, he was gullible.

At the edge of the mass grave, they unloaded their armor and swords, unloaded all their weapons, and just stupidly listened to that sentence.

Those who face saints are not allowed to carry swords.

It was only when the unseen archers suddenly appeared around them that he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

But by this time, the wood was already in the boat, and their death was already doomed.

When thousands of invisible arrows rained down, he saw that none of his brothers around him resisted with their hands.

Not because they feel that they are certain to die, and that it is useless to resist, but because they are despairing.

Desperate Zijia Army actually fell into such a fate, desperate that they were loyal to the country, but they ended up with thousands of arrows piercing their hearts and dying in a foreign land.

This is a kind of despair that has no love, and it is also a silent protest that they can be killed and not humiliated.

Such an emperor is no longer worthy of their service.

In that case, what kind of love is born?