Chapter Two Hundred and Seven: Soldiers Approaching the White Emperor City

Qi Yancheng!

An emperor's hall, the appearance is golden and brilliant, the inside is as white as jade, Qi Tianhou Lord is cultivating, and a stream of spiritual energy melts into the body and flows into the dantian.

"Whew!"

The closed eyes suddenly opened, the golden light flashed, the rich imperial power filled the hall, and a mouthful of turbid gas erupted, like a sharp sword, rushing out more than ten meters, and the sound of breaking the air sounded.

The power of turbidity is comparable to a blow from the martial spirit, which shows that the Lord of Qi Tianhou is powerful!

"It's just a little bit of luck! ”

Qi Tianhou said solemnly, his voice hoarse, very infiltrating, revealing unwillingness.

He has broken through the peak of the Martial King for more than ten years, devouring countless spiritual treasures, spending a lot of time, but he has always been unable to break through.

It's like your own luck, which has been exhausted.

The bottleneck of the Martial Emperor, like the moon in the water and the flowers in the fog, can only be seen in shape, but not obtained!

"Gui slave, present all the recent important movements. ”

After a while, Qi Tianhou calmed down his heart and commanded loudly outside the hall.

Outside the main hall, there were guards standing tall, with a strong momentum, and in the pupils of their eyes, they revealed fierceness and ruthlessness, and they were all dead soldiers who recognized it at a glance.

At the entrance of the main hall, a eunuch, sitting on the stone steps, with a bored face, beside him, there were still a few pieces of music, heard the call in the hall, and hurriedly ran in.

"Lord Hou, in the past half month, the imperial court has sent a three-point recital, please take a look. ”

The noble slave lowered his head, bent down, and held the three parts of the music in both hands, and even suppressed the sound of breathing to a minimum.

After receiving the chapter, Qi Tianhou glanced at the ten lines, read it quickly, and frowned.

Judging by his words, these three pieces are actually related to the Tang Kingdom.

I saw that the text of the recital reads:

"Tell the Lord Hou, Baiyun, Xuanye, Daliang Three Kingdoms, attack the Tang border, all failed, the martial kings sent by our country, all fell, a total of six people ......"

After reading the recital, Qi Tianhou's face was calm, his deep eyes were not shocked, and it seemed that everything was expected!

"Tell the lord to wait for the prince, the prince went to the Xuanye Kingdom, was defeated by King Wu of the Tang Dynasty, almost died, returned to the East Palace, and committed adultery day and night, so that hundreds of people died......"

Ben's calm face immediately deteriorated, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, the dignified prince, his psychological quality, is so bad!

"Tell the Lord, Baiyun and Xuanye are occupied by the Tang Dynasty and are in danger, ask our country, send troops to support, discuss with the court, and approve the ...... of not sending troops."

The annoyed heart becomes entangled again, thinking repeatedly in the heart, calculating the gains and losses.

It does not seem to be worth it to continue to send troops and support the two abolished countries; if we do not send troops and let the two countries be occupied, the strength of the Tang Dynasty will definitely increase.

With the power of other countries, the plan to contain Datang will end in failure.

After being silent for a while, Qi Tianhou said, "Go and call Dong Hairong and this king!"

From the tone, I can't hear the joy and sorrow.

"Minions, let's go!"

The noble slave said softly, and quickly ran out of the main hall, leaving behind the remnants of the road in the palace, and bringing up dust all the way.

East Palace, the palace of the prince!

Located next to the palace, the environment is beautiful and the aura is rich, but in the air, it is full of obscenity, and there are moans and pains in the palace.

"Ah~"

A miserable scream was a howl before death, and another woman, under the prince's lewd skills, became a wronged soul.

"Waiting for the Lord to have a will, announce the prince to meet you!"

Seeing that the time had come, the noble slave shouted loudly, his heart beating loudly, disturbing the prince's good deeds, but it was very dangerous.

In the dormitory, there is no reply!

A few minutes later, Dong Hairong walked out, wearing a four-clawed golden dragon suit, with an indifferent face, glanced at the noble slave, and said coldly:

"Lead the way!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Dong Hairong entered the imperial palace and met Qi Tianhou, father and son, monarchs and ministers, and the breath of the two was very different.

"The son-in-law sees the father, I don't know the father, what is the matter with the son-in-law?"

The crown prince hurriedly saluted, very respectful, and from the tone of his voice, he revealed cordiality, which was very rare in the ruthless emperor's family.

"Get up! This king is looking for you to hear your opinion, is it worth sending troops to rescue the White Cloud Country and the Xuanye Country?"

Lord Qi Tianhou smiled, and his tone contained an inquiring meaning, he wanted to take a test, the future prince of the country.

The prince was stunned for a moment, recalled what happened, and said indifferently:

"Back to my father, the strength of the Tang Dynasty is not weak, and the sons suggested that we should actively prepare for war, gather Chinese strength, and wait for a year to pass, and immediately send troops to directly confront. ”

Qi Tianhou frowned, then stretched, nodded and said:

"If this method is feasible, my country will not support it!"

The prince smiled, those who know me are not fathers!

And Qi Tianhou did not mention the prince's cultivation of the exercises, as if the dead people died well.

Under the imperial power, ignore all the people!

In this way, the last hope of the White Cloud Country and the Xuanye Country was also disillusioned, but at this time, the two countries did not know at all!

Under the monstrous war, crises are lurking, and the monarchs and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are waiting, expecting, and supplicating, tormenting, tormenting, and suffering!

A war report, with bad news, entered the court, the minister was pacing, anxious, the king was lying on the desk, and fell into sorrow.

The mission requesting peace was found by the Changshan army before it had left the border, and was beheaded to death with a knife, and there were no bones.

Time is passing day by day, the Tang Army is approaching day by day, the crisis is increasing day by day, how long is the remaining time?

"Report, the Tang army is still a hundred miles away from the imperial capital!"

A scout's painful report made everyone in the court fall into despair.

The White Emperor stood up suddenly, using too much force, and the imperial case in front of the imperial chair collapsed violently, and the jade seal, which symbolized the authority of the king, fell to the ground and rolled two or three times.

It seems that the jade seal is foreshadowing!

"This king, never be the king of the dead country!"

Holding the Emperor's Sword, the White Emperor roared in his heart and commanded loudly:

"Order, prepare for battle, fight to the death!"

"No!"

The officials spoke in unison, very sad.

The next day, Zhao Yun led a large army to coerce the capital of the Baiyun King, and outside the White Emperor City, the war was pervasive.

The lonely city is closed, the tears break the embankment, and the geese are hoofing!

Standing on the city tower, looking at the army formation on the other side, life and death are like clouds, the king's spirit, live and die with the city, and live and die with the country!

The White Emperor wore gold armor, hundreds of officials behind him, civil ministers and military generals, chain mail and body, and few people retreated.

The demeanor of the ministers, the courage of the generals, the concern for the country, the sacrifice of life to defend the country, with full of enthusiasm, continue to write the courtiers without regrets.

The north wind blows, the flag moves, under the city wall, the Tang army, the momentum is fierce, the eyes are fanatical, in his lifetime, he will destroy a country with his own hands, quickly!

"Drive!"

Zhao Yun rode forward alone, looked at the city wall, and said loudly:

"White Emperor, the country of Baiyun, the number of qi is exhausted, sticking to the city, it is only to increase the number of lives, it is better to open the city and reduce casualties!"

Everyone in the city glared angrily, and the White Emperor shouted:

"There is an ancestral motto in the Tang Dynasty, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies! Today, the Baiyun Kingdom also follows suit, as long as the king does not die, the country will exist forever!"

Zhao Yun was solemn, flew into the sky, pulled out the Qingyu Sword, and a momentum filled the sky, and the void was shattered!

(End of chapter)