The soundproof polyyuan style gathers the wind, making the atmosphere in the tent a little dull. Dili Moro spoke first: "This Zhao Fenglei intends to abandon the dark and turn to the light, do you want to be accommodating?"

"No!" Harlan Xuanming and Nie Wanliu said in unison, and the latter looked at the former a little apologetically after speaking. Some of the old Harlan Xuanming waved their hands, indicating that they didn't mind.

"Why?"

"Because you were bribed by that guy. Haran's smile made the hairs on Delimoro's body tie up. "The last general......" Tili Moro quickly got up and wanted to kneel down to apologize.

"Sit down. Harlan Xuanming snorted coldly without question: "It's good to know that it's wrong." Now at this critical juncture, I won't discuss these things with you for the time being, and when you have made great achievements in such a battle, it will naturally be easier to talk about later. ”

"The last general will live up to his mission......" The harsh Emperor Moro couldn't stand up at all in front of the northern god, and obediently sat back in his seat.

"Okay, since you want to live up to your mission, then you should remember every word of your majesty's latest decree...... All members of the royal family of the Seventh Dynasty, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, surnamed Zhao Zhe is dead!" The old military god said in a very flat tone, but Emperor Li Moro and Nie Wanliu saw a cold light flash in his pale yellow pupils at the same time, Haran Xuanming, formerly known as Li Xuanming, as the remnant of the Sixth Dynasty, of course he knew the humiliation and hardship of the ancestors who fled from the magnificent city in front of him, and knew the cruelty of the Zhao Seventh Dynasty to the Li family. The "cooking" punishment of boiling people to death with lime water was invented by the Zhao family in order to deal with the Li family, and there was no such thing before the establishment of the Seventh Dynasty.

A hundred years of blood feud will only be washed more and more red, more and more dazzling, and more and more profound by time. The Northern Empire of the Li family, or the Harlan family, is an empire that has been burdened with a hundred years of humiliation.

Harlan Xuanming knew this, and Nie Wanliu also understood this, so even the person just exchanged a vicious and tacit look, and there was no more communication. Emperor Li Moro didn't know this, he only felt that the Emperor God Haran Xuanming at this time was really terrifying, more terrifying than ever. Although Harlan Xuanming is usually more rigid and fierce, it does not make people feel terrible, but now his expression is indifferent, but it makes a vanguard general like Dili Moro feel a chill coming out of the cracks in the bones.

"Is the old general going to reject his surrender?"

"Yes, this is the only way to get those things listed by the puppet messenger...... It was just right for that wealth to supplement the salaries of the army. Harlan Xuanming's pale yellow eyes shone with wisdom: "Although it is said that if we build the city, all the wealth in the city will belong to us, but having a list in hand, according to the map, is much better than a plaster of dust in the eyes, don't you say?"

"Also, general, if you can open the city gate by bribing Zhao Fenglei and deceiving me, and let me wait for the iron cavalry to enter the city directly, wouldn't that make the soldiers work less hard and shed less blood? At this time, Nie Wan stayed aside and provided additional advice.

"Therefore, we must treat the king well, send the envoy who replied, be of high grade, the civil official must be able to speak well, the two warriors of the military attache Jianzhou tribe, it's time to appear, and we must ensure the personal safety of the king" Harlan Xuanming pondered with his pale beard: "It can be seen from the words of the envoys sent by the puppet dynasty palace city that Zhao Fenglei and Zhao Guangling are not of the same mind, and Zhao Guangling can come up with such a bad plan, which is also ......"

"Then we are going to reward this puppet prince in the future?" Di Li Moro frowned: "Didn't you say that those surnamed Zhao will die......

"Hey, hey, the soldiers are not tired of cheating, the soldiers are not tired of cheating!" Harlan Xuanming said with a smooth smile: "We can eat and drink well first, and in the future, when Your Majesty asks, we can directly push it to Your Majesty, as for the forbidden army...... This ......"

"If the forbidden army surrenders, disarm and return to the field. If we really want to be peasants, even if these soldiers are organized, their combat effectiveness may not be as good as our brave battalions! Do you really think that we are dealing with the first city in the world? What we have to deal with is only the high city wall......" Nie Wanliu hummed such a sentence from his nostrils, he knew that the decisive battle for his hometown was invincible in the world, but looking at the performance of the king, he really didn't even have the heart to lose his temper. "The generals who guard the royal capital, if they say they will surrender to the enemy, and if they say that they will open the city gates, they will open the city gates, and the soldiers under such generals can have a fart will to fight! The kingdom is dying and cannot stand, what can such an army expect?" he thought indignantly.

"However, old general, we may not be able to attack the city immediately, because from the mouth of the envoy from the deep palace of the puppet dynasty, we know that the palace city in the innermost circle of Pershing City is only afraid that it has been closed, and we have to build a small cloud car suitable for the palace city wall, we are now using a large cloud car, and I am afraid that this weight will not be able to pass from the suspension bridge......" Dili Moro raised a problem that needed to be solved at this time, and the faces of the three of them who had just improved a little fell again, Haran Xuan moved his buttocks, frowned and said: " It's nothing to build a small cloud chariot, but it's just a matter of time, Di Li Moro, first arrange for a messenger to enter the city, and reply to Lord Zun Wang! Nie Wanliu, you go to the back of the camp and ask, when will the little cloud chariot be ready? Your Majesty is afraid that he is unwilling to blow up the walls of the palace city. ”

"Yes!" the two got up and took the order. Harlan Xuanming was the only one left in the tent, and the fire shone on his pale yellow eyes, full of uncertain worries: "Jianzhou slave has always been a big trouble......

【Shenwu Marquis Mansion】

In the Shenwu Marquis Mansion, the sound of a big saw, the sound of an axe hitting a chisel, and the sound of the overseer's leather whip all suddenly stopped at that moment, as if a huge animal suddenly stopped breathing. When the corner gate opened, and the officials and supervisors sent by the imperial court to "build" and the craftsmen with temporary permission to enter the city rushed out of the corner gate, the door of the mansion, which had not been opened for a long time, suddenly opened slowly, as if the animal before death opened its mouth, revealing the dilapidated inside.

The maids, over the age of fourteen, were driven by the ironclad guards, screaming and rushing out of the main entrance of the mansion and wandering down the street. They were homeless, they were sad and even wept and discussed with each other to go to the noon gate in the south, but they were suddenly left behind by a group of internal affairs officials and led to a small gate in Miyagi.

These women, who belonged to the Romans or the blazing white peony, put on thin chain mail and took up arms in the barracks of the Ministry of Internal Affairs

The empress, who had been harming the empire for ten years, suddenly ordered all the women of the Cosmos, the blazing white peony, and the Tantric sect to unite and arm themselves to defend the palace.

At the same time, Emperor Ling ordered the south gate to be opened to allow the people to flee for their lives.

At the same time, the once bustling streets of Pershing City were bleak, and the common people who were pushing carts full of salutes and driving carriages of various grades rushed to the city gate quickly and orderly.

In the palatial mansions and courtyards in the city, slender tornadoes also blew from time to time, and the wind pressure emitted by the empty cicadas was as tight as a gust, and the protective array that was originally forbidden to use any wind spirit path was closed by the king three days ago.

Only inside the palace city, there is still a large protective array of the same strength, looking at that posture, the court and the emperor seem to really intend to resist stubbornly.

It was at this time that Wan Jianxin walked out of the gate of the Shenwu Marquis' Mansion.

On his side, followed by Zhang Baisheng, Ying Shixuan, Yin Xueli, a little farther behind them, Elizabeth and her old housekeeper were saying goodbye to Li Mengshi, and farther away, Ghost Liming still did not forget the trivial matters in the mansion at this time, and asked the subordinates who were about to flee to clean their rooms, pack up important things, and even wanted to persuade those chefs to go to Gusu to continue to serve Hou Ye.

But it's useless, at this time, the entire imperial city is in the hearts of the people, not to mention the servants and servants in the various mansions, the small guards, the death of the lord and the minister has never been the mainstream of society, in the Gangfeng civilization and corrupt Confucianism prevailed and poisoned for a thousand years today, the lord humiliated the ministers and fled, and the demonic style of stabbing the knife in the back when the situation is not good is the trend and fashion, otherwise where are there so many dragons in this world? The subordinates in the Shenwu Marquis's mansion, including those older maids who had not yet received much trust, had long thought of the ruin of their families and flew separately at this time. They can feel that Yinchen is gone, but they are afraid that he will die for the country, who made him a spare tire for King Wuling?

Wan Jianxin walked out of the gate in a low mood, and the high-level swordsman actually tripped over the threshold.

Zhang Baisheng stepped forward to support him, and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the embarrassment in their respective eyes. Silver Dust now gives them "freedom", completely ignoring their thoughts and actions, and no longer dispatching and giving orders like bosses before.

This so-called "freedom" makes them feel heartbroken, and they feel like they are "disloyal" like leaving their brothers to face danger alone, but the reality is so helpless, Yinchen is on the battlefield, and he can only ensure that he and another person are foolproof, and no more one will work, and the so-called protective equipment he gave to these friends is just a holy weapon for escaping.

That is to say, the wound and bleeding a lot, teleporting, running out of ammunition and food, starving for a long time, teleporting, no way to drink thirst for a long time, teleporting, not having a good rest in high-intensity battles and marching, also teleporting, even, caught by the enemy and unable to act, and teleporting, in short, it is a set of strawberry soldiers' nanny equipment. Silver Dust's kindness to his friends is so silently reflected. He will not take the initiative to persuade his friends to stay away from this impossible war, let alone order them with the face of his superiors, he will even give everyone a chance to go into battle and kill the enemy, as for how far he can go, he doesn't care.

However, even so, Wan Jianxin's face was still ugly, and it was not himself who was worried, but Silver Dust, because Silver Dust had not equipped himself with any teleportation equipment.

"What did he think? Martyrdom? No, his relationship with the emperor has not reached a certain point, so what does he want to do? Why does it seem like he is confessing the aftermath?" Wan Jianxin didn't understand, and this incomprehension was like a fire gradually drying his internal organs.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Baisheng and found that he didn't know if his expression was a little embarrassed, but he was not too hasty. "Bai Sheng, do you think she ......?"

"He will definitely come back to us, but if you care about it, you will be confused. Zhang Baisheng said softly: "If he really prepares that...... He will definitely forcibly send us away, and he will not give us a chance to go into battle to kill the enemy, and he will not accommodate our feelings like this! The dying person will think that the people of the whole world will forgive him, and his actions will inevitably be a little extreme, but the sect master does not dare to go too far......"

"You're right. Ten Thousand Sword Heart's eyes that had been depleted of divine light flashed again, "Then we shouldn't live up to his kindness!"

"Yes, so it should be in the most useful place and give the most value. Zhang Baisheng suddenly let go of the hand holding Wan Jianxin: "You are the real number one young swordsman in the world, and you should go into battle to kill the enemy, and I, at most, am just a small official who can incite other people's emotions, so I plan to go to Tiger Wolf Crossing and Yixuanzi, Li Xiaomeng will meet, the financial war has been prepared for so long, it can't just be just counted." After speaking, he patted Wan Jianxin's shoulder and walked towards the south gate, which was the only place where he could really get out of the city, and from the south, Zhang Baisheng still needed to climb over some small mountains before he could turn to the north.

"Be careful!" Wan Jianxin's voice finally appeared in a high-spirited tone, and at this time, Ghost Liming, Sakura Shixuan, Yin Xueli and Elizabeth all came to his side.

"I'm here to say goodbye...... I'm sorry!" Elizabeth turned and bowed to the others, and Wan Jianxin could clearly see that her eyes were full of tears.

"It's okay, you shouldn't actually get involved in this kind of thing, the problems of the southern country can only be solved by the southerners. Yin Xueli comforted gently.

"But I can really understand the pain of a country ruined and a family ruined!" Elizabeth closed her eyes, tears dripping down her long eyelashes.

Everyone was silent, the current Shenwu Marquis, nominally the country is really ruined, and the northerners have prepared the matter of the Franco cannon, and the erosion cannot hide from these elites.

"Things haven't gotten to a point yet, and the old man feels that as long as the young master is here, everything is not a problem. Ghost Liming was silent for a while before he came up with such a statement, and in front of his eyes, the insistence of Yinchen insisting on saving 10,000 fish girls appeared. The silver dust that holds the puppet in his hand is, in a sense, invincible.

"Ghost Elder, do you know what Silver Dust is planning to do? Wan Jianxin seized the only opportunity.