In the millennium, the person who won the title of King Wuling must be the best soldier in the world, and he must also be a model of loyal ministers who turned the tide and saved the country and destroyed the enemy. It is true that there is an absolute gap between the six ranks of the prince and the prince, but the problem is that the title of Wenzheng Wuling itself belongs to the zero level outside the sixth rank - Xun.

Whether it is the south or the north, or the Loulan refinement, or even the farther Anglo, Oulan, the lord is always the noblest existence of a country's nobles, because these lords are actually the "greats" who have given up their fiefs and lived for the country all their lives.

King Wuling, the status of Wen Zhenggong is so lofty, even with the title of candidate Wuling King, candidate Wen Zhenggong has become a noble title like a prince. Emperor Linghuang will not give the title of Prince Yinchen, because the prince can only be surnamed Zhao, and he must also be a member of the royal family, which is an exclusive hidden profession monopolized by the royal family of the Seventh Dynasty of the Southern Kingdom, and the Emperor Lingchen gave Yinchen an alternative title of King Wuling, which is a great honor that ordinary people can't think of at all.

Who called the magician to be nosy and saved the life of the Spirit Emperor twice? Although the second time Silver Dust was just risking the death of King Qin, but the blood drops raised by the Spirit Emperor and Queen Ling Hua were not fools, and anyone could see such a big magic circle in the sky, and anyone could inquire about the results of the thousands of deaths and injuries of Uncle Zhao Guang for no reason, so the Spirit Emperor also knew afterwards that even if there was no Thousand Miles of Turning Bone Silver Dust to save her, it would be an earth-shattering bloody battle.

Therefore, if the Spirit Emperor is not grateful, then it is not called the Spirit Emperor, so when Yinchen took his team of two hundred people to be reviewed, every soldier was rewarded with the lowest Dragon Forbidden Captain.

Therefore, when Yinchen stepped out of the threshold, both Xia Shouzhong and Dai Quan were polite to him, of course, Xia Shouzhong was really grateful to her in his heart, but Dai Quan liked whoever the emperor liked.

Yinchen politely exchanged a few words with them, and after leaving a good impression on them, he walked along the trail towards the gate of the palace, even if it was a Shenwu Marquis, even if it was a guerrilla general, without the order of the Spirit Emperor, he could not stay in the palace until night, that was not a matter of the difference between monarchs and ministers, it was the least etiquette issue.

Silver Dust raised his head, the red halo of the sunset reflected in his silver pupils, refracting gold and orange fine points of light, and those points of light flowed into thin filaments of light along the magic patterns around his pupils, circling and outlining a sister's delicate runes, that pair of eyes on the evening sky from golden red to dark pink to pale blue to light purple, it seemed to reflect the heart of a young and promising, complacent imperial youth, and also made several young palace maids who acted like dead ashes of a tree blushed, and hurriedly dodged away, in the eyes of outsiders, at that moment Silver Dust was really like the most beautiful young student in heaven and earth, youthful, handsome, even a little blurry beauty, especially the flickering gold and orange-red points of light in the pair of silver pupils, which showed his demonic beauty like a mythical person, but Yinchen himself knew that the golden and orange-red points of light were not the reflection of the sunset in the pupils, but magic.

Light and fire, synthesize order.

Order not only represents the adherence to the enchantment, the ruling of the Black Sky Flame Dragon God Killing Cannon, but also represents the power of prophecy.

It wasn't prophecy magic powered by dark magic, but the most difficult legendary magic to learn within the Vatrentif, the Great Prophecy.

Great prophecy, with the dual nature of prophecy and changing the future, although the power to change the future is not particularly powerful, it is also one of the few end magics in the Vatrentican that surpasses the art of ultimate judgment, and even the papal inheritance technique, which is regarded as the ultimate magic of the Cult of God, is an improved spell based on the Great Prophecy. This spell was only comprehended by Silver Dust after returning from the East China Sea Secret Realm, and it was the supreme magic of the same level as the Demon Crying Slash Fist in his mind.

Light and fire, synthesize order. The various favors of the Spirit Emperor to him, the queen's performance of a certain motherly love for him, and the various practices of directly using the holy decree to change his son Taibao and merging the blood drops of the princess, finally showed their original form in front of the great magic power that did not have any magic flash, but was ten thousand times more terrifying than any magic, showing the original form, hiding the Spirit Emperor and Queen Linghua behind the scenes, as well as all kinds of helplessness in the spirit Emperor's heart, and all kinds of sacrifices, distortions, bloodshed and madness for the continuation of the empire, all of which were displayed in front of Silver Dust's eyes。

At that moment, he read fate.

He didn't know the fate of the empire, the fate of the northern kingdom, or the fate of the Spirit Emperor, what he understood was fate itself.

"Since ancient times, the righteous path has been vicissitudes!" he sighed and lowered his eyes, the golden and orange glow in his eyes vanished.

He knew why the Spirit Emperor was so good to him, and he also knew that he and Lin Xuanchen and Zhao Lingyun were about to face a crisis that didn't actually exist.

It's just that he knows that such a crisis is very likely to be faked and come true, after all, whether it is the Spirit Emperor or the Linghua Empress, they overestimate their own abilities, and they do not have a clear understanding of the situation they can control and the influence they can exert, and they have made the most common mistake that a high leader can make, that is, they think that they can control everyone's life.

The situation is definitely not as optimistic as they imagined, Yinchen knows why the social system in his hometown that requires full communication to work well has been established, because the leader cannot control every movement of his subordinates. The strategy they have formulated, even if it is a temporary strategy, will always be executed at some point, so the real correct way for them should be to let their subordinates understand the whole plan before executing it, and figure out their position and role in the plan.

But this is impossible, because the Spirit Emperor's plan contains too much despair and hope, and it is difficult to guarantee that the True King will not be greedy because of too much hope, and tell Silver Dust in advance that the Spirit Emperor cannot guarantee that Silver Dust will move other thoughts, and even break with him directly and completely surrender to the True King, so he must hide everything, and he must also hide his wife, after all, the Spirit Emperor is just the highest status warrior in the Samurai Empire, he can't know that Silver Dust is a magician, let alone what a magician is.

Therefore, when Silver Dust came out of the queen's side door, he had already decided on his own actions. He wouldn't really destroy the Spirit Emperor's plan, he would only correct the part of the Spirit Emperor's plan about Lin Xuanchen. At the same time, he knew that he would inevitably accelerate in the direction of opposition to the eunuchs.

He even knew that Xia Shouzhong and Dai Quan were not eunuchs at all, they were just people who really understood what the role of "palace people" was, they were not existences that could be positioned as "evil", but poor people who understood in this poor era.

Of course, he also knew that Empress Linghua and her queen party were actually as hateful as the eunuch party, and the Spirit Emperor and this already stinky queen party had formed a complete symbiotic relationship. The Spirit Emperor himself understood this, at least, during the Great Purge after the Fourth Thirty Revolution, and that's why he came up with a heroic and somewhat self-defeating remedy. The Spirit Emperor is really a lost person who is swept and pushed by the tide of the times, and he doesn't know where he should go.

This is the deepest sorrow and disaster of this empire, which should have been four times stronger than the north. This is the most incredible victory of the North against the South in the eyes of Silver Dust. In Silver Dust's hometown, the rich side will always be stronger than the poor side, because when the poor side is still fighting hard and training the world's first cavalry around the wolf totem, the rich side is already building stealth bombers. The overall war, the confrontation of the system, the war is burning money. And the world that Silver Dust is in now, war, is actually burning the courage and military strength of both sides. Such a form of warfare is itself a large-scale knightly duel, and once it encounters the war form of industrial civilization, the entire world system will collapse.

The last rays of the setting sun also faded, the light of the zenith star illuminated the streets at night, and an oil lamp made of medium-grade treasures automatically lit up, bringing Pershing into the bustle of the night. At this moment, Silver Dust raised his head as if he had sensed something, looking at the sky in the north, as if in that sky, a general's brave and helpless face appeared.

"Nie Wanliu, you are like me now, there is no way back, right?" In the silver pupils, a trace of regret flashed, a trace of regret, and then a surging decision: "You must know that the emperor you take refuge in may be very powerful, but the civilization you take refuge in is destined to lose!"

He knew that Nie Wanliu couldn't hear it, and even if he did, he wouldn't understand it, and he couldn't listen to it.

......

Yinchen returned to his manor, at this time it was crowded with people, the ghost was not there, there was only one Li Mengshi in it, and a few maids gifted by the true king, and a few guards of the forbidden army who had already defected to "Xiao", and at this time, in addition to the two hundred dragon forbidden lieutenants in the entire manor, a large group of delicate girls were also squeezed in.

Most of them were between twelve and twenty years old, and a few of them looked like they were twenty-three or fourteen years old, but they were also dressed as medical women, and it was obvious that they were officially doctors in Pershing City. When Yinchen stepped into the threshold, these women knelt behind the buttocks of the two hundred dragon forbidden lieutenants, lowered their eyebrows, and looked extremely loyal, and when Yinchen came in, they said in unison: "Slaves and maids greet the marquis." ”

"Brothers of the forbidden army, please get up quickly!" Yinchen didn't pay attention to the beautiful girl who numbered almost thousands, and as soon as he entered the door, he first let his subordinates get up from the kneeling posture: "All of them! Rest!

Click!

The two hundred people kowtowed like ordinary forbidden army soldiers in a mess, stood up, just stood still, suddenly heard Yinchen roar, and immediately reflexively stretched their bodies straight, and the two hundred people instantly turned into eight straight horizontal lines, with the sound of a unified heel collision, a tragic and very murderous aura rose into the air, turning into a dark cloud overhead, and the blood light loomed inside, completely obscuring the light of the stars and moon shining on the manor.

Behind them, there was a burst of exclamations from the girls, and it was obvious that the murderous aura emitted by these people frightened the girls.

"The emperor means that you will be my Yinchen's personal soldiers in the future, so it's very good, and I can say some rules in advance...... In the future, when you meet the princes and ministers, if you are not exempt from kneeling in terms of etiquette, then you will kneel and bow for the time being, but in front of me, no one needs to kneel, and no one can kneel!"

"My lord!" At this time, the Wu Chang, who had questioned the silver dust before, arched his hand and said: "Respect and humility are orderly, and they cannot be reversed, besides, we regard adults as reborn parents, and this kneeling salute is also a ......."

"Shut up!" Yinchen snorted coldly: "You have been following me for a few months, and you have even been killed in life and death, can you still understand me?

"My lord! It's not that I can't do it, but I'm afraid that my subordinates won't dare! My lord seeks dignity and glory for us! Let me and others become war warriors admired by the people of the country from the forbidden army ruffians who are comparable to cheap slaves! The majority of them have been taught for months, and they will be rebuilt with grace! We will not dare to be gracious and obedient! Not to mention, even if we are waiting for our orders, we are afraid that the newcomers who will join in the future will not dare to obey our fate!" Wu Chang continued.

"Is that so?" Yinchen gently held his chin: "In that case, you can call me honorable, which can be regarded as an expression of respect in your hearts, and the act of kneeling, unless you are my slave, is not qualified to use this etiquette, and can only meet with a military salute...... In my eyes, you are all alive, independent people, since they are human beings, they must have the dignity of people, so I don't need to kneel, just salute, you are my subordinates, but not my slaves, I have said this sentence before, and I say it again today, I don't want to say it a third time. ”

"Obey the decree of the Supreme Lord!" said the two hundred people in unison, each with gratitude in their voices.

"By the way, the Imperial Decree, wearing chain mail is inconvenient, you don't have to kneel when you see the official, in the future, except for sleeping, you will always wear chain mail at all times, and carry both hands and heavy swords, even if you patrol at night in this garden. The same is true when you go out, so that you don't have to kneel before anyone. Yinchen instructed again.

"Yes!" the voices of the two hundred men were louder.

"Okay, now you make a defense plan for the entire manor according to the ranks and formations, remember, you are guards, not men or house slaves, you don't need to deal with sundries, you just need to hold here, whether it is the army rushing to kill or the thieves attacking, all suspicious deeds will be taken!"

"Yes!" roared the two hundred.

"Disband!"

Wow!

The two hundred men made a momentary movement at the same time, and then dispersed, and several captains gathered together, shoulder to shoulder, and actually lit gas lamps to study the map of their manor.