Chapter 208: The Punishment of the Broken Monarch

"Slash!"

Zhao Yun shouted, the sword qi on his head was ten, the sword was very strong, and the sword Wei Sensen made the heavens and the earth change color, and the majestic White Emperor City, under the sword qi, trembled constantly.

"It's not good, he's going to attack the city gate, retreat!"

The commander of the Royal Forest Army roared loudly, and took the king to the side, racing against time.

As for resisting, he didn't dare!

The sword light pierced the sky, and suddenly came!

"Boom!"

The majestic city gates were torn apart under the sharp sword aura, the strong city walls were shattered by absolute strength, and the towering city towers were also affected, and the city was destroyed and collapsed!

The land was in ruins, and on top of the towers, except for a few who escaped, the rest were killed and buried under the rubble.

And this, just Zhao Yun's casual blow, made the city wall, which had stood for hundreds of years, come to naught.

The strength of a warrior lies in its powerful destructive power!

Under the frightened gaze of the defenders of White Emperor City, Zhao Yunjian pointed at the city and ordered loudly:

"Break the city!"

"Kill!"

The roar of the army, the wind and clouds are dominant, the pride will always shine, the bullfighting is angry, the golden iron horse, galloping the field, and rushing straight to the White Emperor City.

"Archery!"

Rescued by the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, the White Emperor stood on the city wall, looked at the approaching Tang Army, his face was pale, and he ordered loudly.

He understands that this battle will undoubtedly be lost, but if he wants to surrender, he can't do it, he is the king of the empire in life, and he is the funeral companion of the empire in death.

"Whew!"

The 100,000 Imperial Forest Army, because of fear, their hands were trembling, and the arrows they shot did not have the slightest momentum, let alone murderous aura.

"Bell!"

A rain of arrows did not have the slightest effect, and the Tang army continued to charge, like a terrifying wave in a strong wind, endlessly, with continuous waves in front and waves in the back.

The suffocating murderous aura and tyrannical aura shrouded the city wall, bringing endless fear to the soldiers of the White Cloud Country.

The wind blows the yellow sand, plunders and kills!

"Rush!"

Braving the rain of arrows, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, raising their flags and roaring, resounded through the sky and approached the city wall.

A cloud ladder, set up on the city wall, with the strength of the martial arts, climbed quickly, stones fell, and fire oil burned, all of which could not be stopped.

Soon, more than a dozen martial spirits rushed to the city, glared at them with fierce eyes, picked up weapons, and emptied all the nearby enemy troops.

The towering city wall, the Tang army can be seen everywhere, climbing along the ladder, and the soldiers of the Baiyun Kingdom defending the city were ruthlessly killed, and the corpses were piled up on the wall.

And these corpses are almost all the soldiers of the White Emperor City, and there are very few corpses of the Tang Dynasty soldiers.

Above the city walls, the battle was fierce, and the destroyed city gates were also staged with lustful killing, and it was even bloodier.

Thousands of soldiers trapped in the camp, protected by shields, under the leadership of Gao Shun, continued to attack along the destroyed city cave, and one by one corpses lay in the city cave, bleeding blood.

The White Emperor City, initially falling, was attacked by the Tang army, without the slightest ability to resist, and was wantonly rubbed.

A city tower, the White Emperor and the surviving ministers were protected by Tuan Tuan, and everyone's faces revealed sadness.

Sad, sad heart! Sad, sad for the country!

When the imperial master walked out slowly, knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling tone:

"Your Majesty, the White Emperor City can't hold it, so let's retreat!"

As soon as these words came out, it seemed to resonate, and all the ministers knelt down and said:

"Your Majesty, keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

"Yes, if we are caught, the White Cloud Kingdom will really be finished!"

"Your Majesty, there are still 100,000 troops on the northern border, let's go over first, and we are plotting!"

"Your Majesty ......"

In the exhortation, the White Emperor's body trembled and fell into hesitation, but the next moment, his face turned red, and he waved the emperor's sword and said:

"If you want to go, this king has decided not to run away, and swears to live and die with the White Emperor City. ”

It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but to leave the White Emperor City, leave the palace, he is a fallen emperor, can he really survive?

Fleeing to the northern border sounds good, but who guarantees that the 100,000 army, with no dissent in his heart, will he be captured and surrendered to the Tang Dynasty?

The world is big, but there is nowhere to be home, the emperor's home can only be the palace.

After admonishing for a while, they found that it had no effect, and some ministers took off their official hats, put them on the ground, kowtowed and said ashamedly:

"Your Majesty, the guilty minister is gone! ”

After speaking, he didn't look back, disappeared in the city tower, and when the catastrophe came, most of the ministers left separately, including the Taishi.

The pace is hurried, and perhaps after a while, they will take off their official uniforms, put on cloth clothes, and live in another place.

Those who remained, except for the king White Emperor, only the prime minister, and the other two ministers, the four of them, were angry at the ministers who left, but they did not blame.

"Three Aiqing, this king has affected you!"

Looking at the faces of the three days, very kind, the White Emperor sighed and said, his tone contained relief and gratitude.

"Haha, Your Majesty, you and I have survived the storm of thirty-five years together, how dare Weichen leave alone. ”

The prime minister said with a smile, his tone revealed the vicissitudes of life, looking outside the building, the Tang army was getting closer and closer, and his pupils revealed no regrets.

In every country and in every era, there are such people, who are loyal, foolish, and never regret it.

"Okay! Three Aiqing, follow this king, kill!"

The White Emperor nodded, heard the sound of fighting getting closer and closer, held the emperor's sword, and walked outside, the momentum of moving forward bravely, as if he was covered with a thousand rays of light.

"Yes!"

The three ministers responded, weapons in hand, and followed the king's footsteps.

Walking out of the city tower, the White Emperor rushed to the battlefield, brandished the imperial sword, slashed and killed the two Qiong Ming soldiers, and the bright armor attracted Qin Qiong's attention.

Finding that his soldiers were killed, he was furious, and immediately flew over, and the momentum of the martial king firmly locked on the White Emperor.

"Not good!"

The White Emperor, who was wielding his sword, felt heavy all over, and when he looked up, he saw the golden mace slashing and enlarging in the pupils of his eyes.

He was just a martial spirit, that was Qin Qiong's opponent, he was directly knocked away, fell on the city wall, vomited blood, and couldn't get up.

The brand-new golden armor, stained with blood and dust, a generation of emperors and heroes, is on the end of the road.

"Stop, let the king go. ”

Seeing this, the prime minister ran over quickly, but before he was halfway through, he was besieged by the Qiong Ming army, and in just a few rounds, he was severely injured and captured.

The rest of the important ministers were also captured, and the soldiers of the White Cloud Kingdom, the strength of the resistance, became weaker and weaker, and deserters gradually appeared, and the troops were surrendered.

"White Emperor, your White Cloud Kingdom is dead!"

Qin Qiong walked over, Jin Gong pointed directly at the forehead of the White Emperor, and said calmly.

"Haha, the Baiyun Kingdom has been in power for 40 years, and this king has been on the throne for 40 years, working hard to make the country prosperous, but he has become the king of the dead country, once he gains and loses, and he has no face to meet the underground ancestors!"

The White Emperor was full of emotion, his eyes were full of shame, and he walked on thin ice all his life, but he still fell short.

I faintly regretted in my heart, why did I attack the Tang Kingdom, if it wasn't for this war, the ending would not have been like this.

He is still a high king, enjoying glory and wealth, and enjoying the highest strength.

It's a pity that everything was late!

(End of chapter)