The white eagle swept across the sky in the long wind.

In the middle of the blue beyond the floating clouds, the scorching sun of late spring.

In the shining daylight, a vast army is slowly advancing like a forest on the official road.

This army has changed from an undisciplined and unequipped bandit army to today's armor with complete armor, standard swords, and young generals with silver armor on both sides, full of vigor!

Da Da...

On the other side of the road, a very clever scout rode back, and when he was near, he turned over and dismounted, and then knelt on one knee before the leader of this army.

"Newspaper! The front passes through the gates of Seoul and is open... The lord of the city waited at the gate for the king to enter. They surrendered!"

The scout's voice was filled with pride and joy.

Raising his head happily, he looked at the young man who led the team, this Shenwu King who was born out of thin air.

He came from Taihang Mountain, and in just four years, he conquered this mountain range that even the government did not dare to enter, and became the king of mountain pieces.

And now he has raised the battle flag and revealed his identity: the prince of the Great Zhou!

At first, no one came to vote, but this Shenwu King and the three masters under him led a group of rabble who didn't know how to fight at all, and fought from Taihang Mountain to Rose Pass.

Along the way, invincible and invincible!

In this way, many of the Great Zhou soldiers who were already dead in their hearts came to vote one after another.

King Shenwu is their hope.

Who doesn't have a little reason to rise up?

It's just that the heart is more than enough and the strength is insufficient.

The most talked about in the military camp now is King Wu and King Shenwu.

The number one demon god in the world who destroyed the Great Zhou, and the Shenwu King who vowed to rise and revive the Great Zhou and subvert it again, which is stronger or weaker?

Destiny.

So that these two people can't stagger past each other.

Narrow.

After all, only one person can walk out of the opponent's corpse.

Now that the spark has ignited, many people have begun to give up their resistance as they pass through the city.

"Good work. ”

Xia Guang didn't look excited, he nodded towards the scout, "Let's go back." ”

A young man dressed as a scribe, dressed in royal blue clothes, with a goat's long beard, shook a feather fan, suddenly approached and whispered: "Does the lord need to probe again, if the other party closes the door and burns it, the lord is certainly fine, but so many soldiers are..."

Xia Guang smiled and said in a deep voice: "No." ”

The scribe stopped talking, and then stepped back respectfully.

After the fall of the Great Zhou, he was hiding in the mountains, and when he heard that King Shenwu had raised troops, he came to vote, and he kept making suggestions along the way, eager to splash all the bad water in his own body on the enemy.

Shenwu Wang Xianming would listen to him quietly every time.

And then...

Every time, I directly pushed a wave of recklessness.

Zhang Julu felt that he was useless.

This is still true today.

In the bright spring, the army entered the city in the distance, Xia Guang said a few simple words, such as "Don't disturb the people, don't rob" and the like, and was pulled by Li Lotus and went straight to the Qinglou.

This guy is not muddy at all in terms of men and women.

Xia Guang followed him for a while, felt that something was wrong, and grabbed him stiffly, "Reroute!"

"Brother, this is not allowed, that is not allowed, if I am a general, I will slaughter the city directly, how refreshing, I can do whatever I want, it is simply a carnival of the victors. Now I want to spend money to be happy, and my brother won't allow it?"

King Shenwu looked at this monster who was nearly three meters tall and had long flesh, "Eat lotus root, didn't my brother say you, you go to the Qinglou, do those women still have their lives? ”

Li ate lotus root with a big mouth, as if he had been wronged, ran away crying, wiped his eyes halfway, his body flashed, he disappeared into the deep alley, and lurked towards the city's green building.

Xia Guang stood at the head of the bridge, looking at the sparkling waves on the water, and thought of Jiangnan for a while.

But on the lake in the south of the Yangtze River, there are colorful walks, weaving like brocade painting boats, and there are pretty beauties standing on the lakeside with bright eyes, like a pool of lotus leaves in midsummer, slim and elegant, and pitiful.

At this moment, the surrendered city lord came in a hurry, and when he got closer, he slowed down, took out a letter from his arms, and then raised his head and knelt down: "Please take a look at King Shenwu."

This is passed on by King Wu of the Great Shang, and King Wu said that he can't control whether he surrenders or not, but this letter must be passed on to you. ”

Xia Guang glanced at the city lord who had lowered his head and never dared to look at him, took the letter directly, and tore it open, but saw a simple line written on the letterhead: On the night of the full moon, the top of the Forbidden City, fight with you, don't miss the appointment. If Jun wins, Dashang will offer it with both hands, and if Jun Ruo loses, it will be a life.

King Shenwu smiled, crumpled the letter paper into a ball, and threw it into the lake behind him.

It's interesting.

This reminded him of his previous life, when he was sitting in the capital, the gray-haired swordsman Hua Wucheng came from thousands of miles away, and the three Zen in the city were waiting to trap him.

It's just that today, it's replaced by himself going to the capital to challenge King Nawu.

Interesting and interesting.

It is extremely unwise to go deep into the enemy alone.

You can attack with an army, but you have to go to a decisive battle?

Only a fool would say yes, right?

But...

Xia Guang likes it.

So he nodded, "Do you have a way to reply?" Tell King Wu that I won't miss the appointment." ”

The city lord was stunned.

That's what you promised?

I haven't said that later.

After thinking about it, the city lord still said the oracle after King Wu.

"Lord Shenwu King, King Wu said... You must go, if you don't go, there will be many royal families of the Great Zhou in the White Lotus Sect in the capital, and their heads will not be guaranteed, and they will even hang above the city gate. ”

Xia Guang narrowed his eyes, "Go on." ”

The city lord said, "King Wu said... Among them is your brother, and... Sister. ”

The city lord suddenly felt that his words were a bit redundant, because King Shenwu was already preparing to go to the appointment.

Xia Guang quieted down, and then laughed and said: "Then, bring another word to Lu Shaoji, and tell him that if my sister is missing a hair, I will order the slaughter of the capital, whether it is the Wuwang Mansion or the palace, I will not leave a single living thing." ”

This Divine Martial King, who has always been gentle, if the dragon is touched by the scales, he gently spits out murderous words.

It's just that the city lord didn't dare to disbelieve it, wiped his sweat, and said yes again and again, and then turned around respectfully and left.

The small bridge flows, in late spring and early summer, the man wrapped in gold armor wears his hair loose.

And the willow trees on the riverside are like smoke and dreams, and the long-legged daughter of the Lu family looks at the general on the bridge from a distance through the emerald green curtain.

The wind is the east wind.

The bridge is on the east side.

Willow is at the west end.

The girl under the willow listened to those bold words, but she was a little heartbroken.

He whispered to himself something that only he could hear: "When the moon is full, will you kill me with me?"