It is unrealistic to want to rely on the strength of one person to save the world, even if this person is a strong person in the Holy Realm, even if this person is invincible all over the world, even if this person has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, he is invincible.

If Xu Shenfeng and Tang Shengtu did not join forces back then, and did not add the major royal families who also made great contributions, as well as the army of the Human Alliance, it would be impossible for the Human Alliance to tragically defend the last bloodline of mankind and let mankind have the safety it has now. This is why, even though the two great powers were divided, they still retained the name of the Union Federation, and ruled these two ancient lands with a refreshing imperial federation system to this day, even if the so-called Federation has long since failed to live up to its name.

However, it is undeniable that individual power still has a large enough influence on the country and all mankind, and is an important engine in the machine composed of human collectives. Back then, Xu Shenfeng and Tang Shengtu, without either of them, it would be impossible for human beings to have today.

For the Holy Land Alliance, this anti-aggression war that has been in rout from the beginning, but has now shown a stalemate, the last hope of their Holy Land Alliance, and their last pillar, is the Fist Saint and the Holy Queen. And in order to make them feel more at ease, to make the people and warriors believe in the future, and to believe that their two pillars will stand firmly together, they even hastily held a wedding.

However, the Fist Saint died.

This boxing saint, who has just become the emperor's husband, opened the world with one punch, supported the saint to succeed to the throne, fought the ice card saint, and fought the first punch in the world of the sword saint - the boxing saint, died.

died so hastily, caught off guard, and died so that no one could predict it in advance, and the death made the figure of the southern emperor walk onto the altar in an instant.

At the same time, the kamikaze federation took advantage of the victory to pursue, and an even more terrifying advance began, and the army lurking in the rear formed countless sledgehammers, which smashed on the flesh and blood walls built by the front line of the Holy Land Alliance.

Emperor Shenxuan's visit to the front line this time killed the Saint of Machinery, so that the slogan of "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live" pushed these soldiers, who were somewhat tired in the war, to charge forward without knowing the book, and the entire battlefield that had been stalemate for several months began to show a trend of great victory in the north.

The opponent who confronted the kamikaze federation showed a completely opposite appearance, a terrifying wave of sadness, a tsunami that swept the entire Holy Land Alliance, an unprecedented sense of doom, all the gloom before, shrouded this dynasty that had been lying in peace for three hundred years. Even General Liu Wenyehuo's military talent was unable to lead the soldiers of the Holy Land Alliance's army to fight against the Federation army whose morale was so high that it was like divine power.

Countless people across the country burst into tears. Crying is not only for the subsequent fall of this super powerhouse who carried so much hope for them after the death of the self-weapon saint, but also because of the tears that came out of these broken threads, gathered into a river, and on it carried the future of the alliance that they watched and never returned.

Water Moon City, Water Moon Province, which is not directly close to the southern defense line, but is the first city to face the war, an old man is still wearing the tricolor flag of the Holy Land Alliance. Although he was already in his old age, in this war, he showed selflessness and courage that many young people could not have, he took out his coffin and donated it to the military and many more people who suffered more than him, and yesterday he also participated in a march against the evil invasion of the kamikaze. However, sitting in front of the TV at this moment, looking at the news reported, all his fighting spirit collapsed like a commercial building that had been bombed and collapsed on the first day of the war, 500 meters away.

He silently took out the old wine that he had kept in the cabinet that he had not been willing to drink, this wine was a product of a wine workshop in the Yan Dynasty, which he bought at a high price, and he wanted to taste the last taste of life with his children and grandchildren before he died, but he did not expect that he could not wait for that day.

The wine didn't taste good, it wasn't as good as he thought, and he hung a rope on the door frame, and the taste of hanging was less painful than the country's ruin......

Outside the window, the sun slid in from the crumbling city and hit him, and the breeze blew in through the open window, making his corpse swing like a pendulum.

These days, there are not a few people who are as grief-stricken as this old man, no one will remember their names, and his life, together with countless victims, will only converge into a vague number, becoming a tragic embellishment of war.

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In the midst of the pain of the whole country, the imperial city was also full of mourning, and in the palace, countless people wept silently.

The Imperial City, which is surrounded by pillars of witch and copper, has not changed in appearance at all these days compared to before, but it is like a balloon that has leaked air, and people have never found that this imperial city, which they have never imagined will be overrun, is more fragile and empty than ever.

His hair was all white, and Bian Dan, who was at least thirty years old, stood in front of the main hall of the Fengluan Hall of the Imperial Palace, his face was pale, and he still tried his best to maintain the calmness of his complexion, but the more he was like this, the more unnatural his expression looked.

It was enough to be a fake and true holy queen, standing respectfully in front of him, standing for several hours and not daring to sit down, her legs were already sore, but she didn't seem to notice, her face was even more flustered to the extreme, everything about Huang Tang Huan that she had cultivated and imitated for so long was beaten back to the prototype at this time.

"Doctor Bian, what should I do now......?

"You are the Holy Queen, you must always remember that until the Holy Queen returns, you will always be the Holy Queen, no matter what happens to the Holy Land Alliance, whether the Fist Saint or we are no longer alive in this world, you will always be the Holy Queen. Standing beside the golden beams and pillars of the main hall, Wanhuahong's two lips also lost their original peach color, looking extremely pale, "The real Holy Queen has not returned, you are the last pillar of the Holy Land Alliance, no matter what, you have to face everything that comes with the attitude of the Holy Queen, which is far more important than your own safety." ”

They are super strong, the last hope of the Holy Land Alliance, in the face of such sudden bad news, of course they can't be as fragile as the ordinary old man who hanged himself, while their nerves are tormented, they also still retain their sanity, and even their sanity is too lucid, and they say these somewhat ruthless words.

"You can't blame her, she has never been a true holy queen, just a maid beside the holy queen, there are limited things she can do, the fist saint died suddenly, and she died unexpectedly, so the role of her fake holy queen will be subtracted by eighty. Tang Guozong sat in the chair, his body had always been full of the charm of the ancients, and at this time, that charm was not reserved, and it was burned out by the cigarette in his mouth, "Don't say it's him, now I feel confused." ”

"The Holy Land Alliance still has a million regular troops that can fight now, and the current strength of the Holy Land Alliance is only about two million, the huge gap in numbers, plus the gap in morale, even if we have some secret weapons left by the Holy Saint in our hands, it is impossible to delay the battle for too long, let alone reverse the situation. Bian Dan's voice was slightly bitter.

Tang Guozong snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, there were still a few wisps of smoke in his mouth, thinking about the death of the fist saint, and said slowly: "It is basically impossible for a person's strength to change the situation of the battle, but killing a person is really possible to turn the tide of the battle, especially when the person's personal will is the whole of his entire dynasty, this possibility is even greater." Therefore, Emperor Shenxuan came to kill the Fist Saint, in fact, it also gave us a chance to turn the tide of the battle, but unfortunately, the Fist Saint failed to seize this opportunity. ”

Wan Huahong didn't feel pity, she only felt sarcasm, and the corners of her mouth showed a bitter arc, this was the most bitter smile she had ever shown in her life, "The fist saint went with the three great poisons of the divine doctor, but failed to kill the ghost, but he died in the hands of the Emperor Xuan, the strongest people in the Holy Land Alliance have all been killed, if the Holy Saint Killing Divine Cannon is still there, we still have a chance, but the Divine Killer Cannon was also captured by the Divine Wind Federation after the Imperial Meeting, and it is impossible for us to kill the Divine Xuan Emperor." ”

Tang Guozong looked at the cigarette butts on the ground that had not been completely extinguished, thinking of a seemingly complicated, but very simple truth in this matter, his eyes brightened slightly, and his tone suddenly became elusive, a hazy dust mist that he wanted to see through, completely enveloping the heaviness and sadness in his heart.

"That's right, it's impossible, but this is now after the death of the Fist Saint, before the death of the Fist Saint, the whole world, including you and me, must also include the Divine Xuan Emperor, no one can know that the Divine Xuan Emperor can defeat the Fist Saint one hundred percent. ”

Bian Shan squinted slightly, looked at Tang Guozong, who suddenly changed his words, and said slowly: "What do you want to say?"

Tang Guozong squinted his eyes slightly and said coldly: "We know the significance of this battle between the two holy realms, and Emperor Shenxuan should also be more clear, but from another point of view, Emperor Shenxuan obviously has a more secure way to win this war, why do you want to take action in person and let yourself take this risk?"

"Because Baili Hanqiu was seriously injured and was dying, he had no combat power, and the Sword Master did not serve him. A cold voice that was trembling with fear and nervousness appeared, breaking the silence after this question.

Facing the eyes of the three of them, she first timidly took half a step back - after all, she is not a real holy queen, just a puppet needed by the situation, and she is not qualified to speak when they talk, but she must participate in order to know the process of things, so as to better play her role, and her own interference is already considered disrespectful.

She thought about what they had taught and demanded of her, and she straightened up again, making herself look dignified.

What relieved her was that the three of them did not scold her, Tang Guozong first bowed his head, and then shook his head, and said: "You think, Emperor Shenxuan was very confident when the emperor was meeting, but the Weapon Saint almost killed him, if it weren't for the secret exercises between Baili Hanqiu and him, Emperor Shenxuan would have died in Huangquan, for Emperor Shenxuan, a person who thinks he is very powerful, but is actually very stingy, he actually took such a risk to let himself be a pawn to kill the Fist Saint, in addition to self-confidence, there must be more factors worthy of his risk." ”

"Isn't it enough to be able to speed up the course of the war?" Wan Huahong squinted.

"It's not enough, the Weapon Saint is dead, it's just that the process of the Divine Wind Federation's victory is speeding up, but what about him dead?" Tang Guozong still shook his head, shrouded in mist, this was definitely not the whole picture of the elephant he touched.

Bian Dan squinted and pondered, and after a while, he stood up from his chair, paced back and forth in the wide hall, and also fell into deep and complex thoughts, and said after a few minutes: "Judging from the specific information found before, the ghost general has a process of being a traitor, and he is not a betrayal that he decided immediately after the end of the imperial meeting, but after a certain period of careful consideration and self-persuasion, and before he decided to betray, Emperor Shenxuan had no intention of war. Two things should be put together. ”

This introduction made the three of them suddenly think of something at the same time, their faces changed in unison, and they said in unison: "Is he afraid?"

He, of course, is the Divine Xuan Emperor, and it seems that there is nothing in the world to fear now.

"Yes, he's afraid. Tang Guozong's eyes narrowed even tighter, "He has been playing chess for so many years, it seems to be going well, and the general direction has been moving in the direction he expected, but in fact, there have been many twists and turns that he can't accept, Baili Hanqiu's life hanging by a thread is one of them, plus God will almost die himself, he is confident on the surface, but he is actually very afraid, afraid that the final result is not what he thinks, afraid that this war and the development of the times, which have no experience to learn from, are completely out of his control." ”

"That's right, he is still afraid, afraid that his strength is not enough, afraid that without the power of Baili Hanqiu to borrow his use now, he does not have enough strength to deal with something that he is afraid of, so he chooses to face the Boxer with his own risk, in addition to accelerating the process of war, he is also trying to find true self-confidence. Bian Shan also added coldly.

Wan Huahong raised her head in disbelief, looked at the faces of the two people in the room, and wondered: "But, what is he afraid of......

Tang Guozong's original sadness dissipated a little, and a reluctant smile appeared, and said: "In addition to some twists and turns before, there are some things that worry him more, but no matter what it is, as long as there is something that can make him afraid, then there is a possibility of our victory." ”

This conversation had appeared in the mouths of Han Xu and the Holy Queen, and it had also appeared in their mouths, but with the Divine Xuan Emperor personally intervening, resulting in the death of the Fist Saint, it seemed that they had forgotten everything they had discussed before, and a fact that had been determined by deduction was reconfirmed in their exchange.

This inference does not help them in any substantial way in their war against aggression, but it is a hope, a hope that is most scarce for them now.

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