"My king! It's time to go to court. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "A nice figure came from behind.

Crazy Xiao Yu raised his head supported by his hand, held the slender white hand on his shoulder and said, "Thank you, Queen." ”

"This is what a concubine should do." The voice said again.

Crazy Xiao Yu stood up and looked at the woman behind him with an expression, a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes and said, "Pema, it is a blessing in my life to be able to marry you." ”

"Me too, Wangchuck." Pema also said affectionately.

Saying that, the two hugged each other, and it took a long time before they separated.

"My king, it's time for you to go to court." Pema said again.

Wangchuk affectionately stabilized Pema's forehead and said, "Wait for me to come back." ”

With that, he walked out the door, through a corridor, and through the back door into a grand hall.

At this time, the hall was already full of people, the people on the left were wearing luxurious robes, and the people on the right were wearing armor, and all of them had serious expressions.

Wangchuck walked straight to a throne in the center of the hall and sat down.

"Ascension! ~" I saw a guard-like person next to him shouting.

"My King Shengming!" Everyone below bent down and saluted.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat!" Wangchuck said with his hands in a false position.

As soon as everyone stood up straight, a person on the right couldn't wait to step forward and put his right hand on his chest and said: "My king, the enemy army has come to the city, I am willing to lead the troops to fight, please give the order quickly!" ”

For a while, all the generals on the right stood up and asked to lead the battle.

"My king, you must not leave the station, the minister thinks that it is the best policy to stick to the city and wait for reinforcements from surrounding friendly countries." One person from the crowd on the left offered a different opinion, and the other ministers next to him agreed.

For a while, the opinions of the Minister of Culture and Military Affairs were divided, and the two sides argued loudly about it, and almost everyone participated, and the two sides fought red-faced, but there were still three people on the field who were indifferent.

Wangchuck looked at the three men, they were a middle-aged man with a white face and beard on the left, an old general with a white beard on the right, and a man in armor who was nine points similar to Wangchuck under him.

Among them, the middle-aged man in white has an indifferent expression, his eyes are slightly closed, giving people a feeling of victory, he is the prime minister and military advisor of the Gallo country, Xinjilu; Although the old general was in his twilight, just standing there gave people a mountain-like pressure, and it was obviously an immortal powerhouse, and this was none other than Ameobi, the protector general of the Gallo Kingdom.

In the end, the man in armor who was nine points similar to Wangchuck was Wangchuck's twin brother Kishal.

Wangchuck glanced at the three of them, and then said lightly: "Singiru, what plan do you have." Although his voice was small, it overtook the noise and reached everyone's ears, and suddenly all the officials who were arguing stopped arguing, and the whole hall became surprisingly quiet.

I saw Prime Minister Xin Jilu step forward and stroke his chest and salute: "Qiqi Wuwu King, Weichen does have a plan, but!" ~"He was a little hesitant when it came to this.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Wangchuck waved his hand.

"It's my king!" Singillu saluted again before saying, "Now that the 100,000 troops of Fusang have come to the city, we are firmly trapped in the national capital; Now that the enemy is strong and I am weak, it is absolutely impossible to meet the generals, and that will only bring about self-destruction; As for waiting for reinforcements, although the royal capital is well defended, as far as I know, the food in the royal capital can not be supported for long, and I heard that the friendly Donglan Kingdom is now also in the midst of civil strife between the two princes competing for the throne, even if there are reinforcements, I am afraid that by the time they arrive, all the people in the royal capital will have already starved to death, so it will not work to defend it. ”

"Then what do you say! Do you want to die? ”

"Yes, it's better to fight to the death than this!"

Hearing that their proposals were all rejected, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were not happy, and they raised doubts one after another.

Singillu didn't care about the words of the other ministers, he saw him smile confidently and said: "I heard that this time the Fuso Kingdom is the emperor's personal expedition, my method is to send an envoy with the sword to deceive the country, and wait for the opportunity to assassinate the emperor, and the army in the royal capital will take the opportunity to kill him, and take advantage of the enemy's chaos to kill him without leaving a piece of armor." When he finished speaking, everyone was shocked by his plan.