The southern kingdom has reached the most dangerous moment, these pseudo-holy ways who have invested in the sealing door unanimously believe that the current emperor is a fake dragon species reincarnated by a toad, a complete faint monarch, and should be deposed and eliminated, and the so-called wise lord they took refuge in is the former prince Zhao Guangshu, who has long been out of breath.

These people never think about what Uncle Zhao Guang will do after usurping power, what will he change, what kind of governance program or action plan he has, and whether he has the determination to change the status quo? They will not think about this, they will simply overthrow one mechanically, support another, and change the head of this huge empire without thinking.

Including Tianzhi, no one has ever asked Uncle Zhao Guang what will happen to him after success, what will happen to the empire.

They don't dare to ask, they can't ask, because it is a matter outside the duty of a courtier in cynical teachings, and it is something that only rebellious ministers and thieves do. They simply feel that the current emperor is a wretched and wants to change it, as for whether the replacement is better or worse than the previous one, they can't manage it, they don't have the guts to manage it, and there is no reason to manage it.

Behind Han Shuang, there are two more people, the original soldier Wang Badan, and the original household servant Ma Debi, these two people are the brains of the whole team, called the master externally, and the prime minister internally, God knows that he is the national teacher, Han Shuang seems to be a war general, such a small team composed of some mountain bandits and bandits around the blockade gate actually has the distinction between civilian officials and military attachés, and the heart of rebellion is obvious.

"This is the camp that the dog thief set up privately?" Uncle Zhao Guang stretched out a hand wrapped in iron armor and pointed to a piece of light below: "Three hundred archers are waiting here?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Tianzhi replied very humbly: "The puppet dynasty has set up a stronghold here, obviously forgetting the rule set by the ancestor that siblings cannot kill each other, since he has been unkind to you, the minister thinks that His Majesty does not need to be polite to him." ”

"From the very beginning, the relationship between the widow and him is life and death, and his so-called captivity is just to keep the widow in captivity for the convenience of killing, otherwise the big boss is like the sea, why do you have to humiliate the widow every time? I really think that he is arrogant and arrogant on weekdays? He is testing the widow instead of the dog thief! If the widow has some ambition, even if he is alive in his heart and is sane, he may be misunderstood by the dog thief for his disobedience and will be killed! The widow and the dog thief do not share the sky, how can Lu Qingzhi say that he is under his command?"

Uncle Zhao Guang cursed in a low voice as if he had finished venting the anger he had accumulated for many years, and the whole person seemed to be relieved, freed from the infinite fear and suppressed emotions, stretched out his hand, and condescendingly pointed to the brilliant light and said: "Fortunately, the widow is not unprepared. Although Re already knew that the dog thief had brought tens of thousands of soldiers over and wanted to besiege the Soul Refining Mountain in one fell swoop, but I waited for the people of the Holy Dao to be clever and dexterous, so that we would not really fall for the dog thief. By the way, Ba Dan, you have always had the intelligence of the rivers and lakes, tell the widow, where are the tens of thousands of enemy troops?"

"Back to Your Majesty, they have arrived at a place about ten miles below the Soul Refining Mountain, they can enter Fengdu tomorrow, and they can complete the siege tomorrow night. Wang Badan, who was ordered by the queen to be dismissed and investigated because of his defection to the eunuch party, said respectfully, with a trace of worry and desperate madness in his tone, he should have been exiled for three thousand miles to the southernmost Haishayu reclamation, but at this time he appeared here in a good manner, obviously many treacherous things happened here.

Uncle Zhao Guang sneered, seemingly completely indifferent to the big encirclement he was about to face. He lowered his hand and seemed to wait patiently for something.

After a while, two spies came up from behind at the same time, reporting what they had heard.

"Report! The camp tent below has been clearly investigated, and it is indeed where the royal luanyu is, surrounded by 300 archers and 300 palace people! Another 2,000 royal forest troops, 5 miles behind, can rush to reinforcements with just a stick of incense!"

"Report! The traitor is like a sea, and he is already waiting next to Luan Yu, there is nothing abnormal, and Luan Yu has no intention of leaving for Soul Refining Village immediately!"

"Good. Uncle Zhao Guang waved away the two spies, revealing a wolf-like hideous smile: "God knows that the stand-in you found for the widow not only turned into a widow with the sacrificial secret method, but also entered the drama very much...... Qiu Ruhai probably reported to the dog thief, saying that the widow was drunk all day and couldn't do anything, right?"

Uncle Zhao Guang was silent for a moment, and then suddenly raised his voice: "God knows, now activate that light device for the widow!"

"Yes!" said Tianzhi very competently, and then called the herald and ordered the light device to be activated.

The sound of the command disappeared into the dark woods of the night, and after a while, the wind around him gradually increased, and the air also carried the damp smell of the town.

The originally clear night sky quickly darkened, and the dark clouds rolled, and from time to time there flashed blue electric light, followed by bursts of thunder at the city gates. A panicked voice gradually came from Pai Luo Gang.

"Very good, the army is besieged, the tiger's mouth is extracted, the widow wants to see, what kind of virtue can you have to lead the whole country by flattering your father and the emperor, what kind of virtue can you have? Uncle Zhao Guang's eyes flashed with the blood of revenge, at this time he did not look like a rebel who wanted to fight for power and profit, but like a vengeful evil god who wanted to bombard Zhao Guangling (Spirit Emperor) and his entire empire into nothingness.

"God knows! light up the soldiers and horses, and do it with the widow! What about the crime of killing the king? The throne itself is a widow!" he said, and actually went straight down from the top of the high mountain.

"Yes!" Tianzhi gestured to the back, and jumped down as well.

【Fengdu Soul Refining Mountain Foothills】

According to the meaning of the co-ordinator, Yinchen and his subordinates set up camp with most of the entire forbidden army behind their backs. He worked from dawn until dark, and finally set up a temporary camp and loaded the entire army of 20,000 into it.

The quartermaster who had been cursed by Yinchen did not dare to withhold Yinchen's money and food, and distributed it in full amount, and the standard generals who were deducted for no reason next to him did not have any complaints because of his entire civil official position of "Hanlin Academy's lectures". Although Yinchen is just a standard system at this time, the real official rank is almost much more awesome than the orthodoxy of the forbidden army, and for the military generals, the three words "Hanlin Academy" are as insurmountable as the mountains.

The Silver Wizard and his SS men had taken over a corner of the camp alone, building elaborate watchtowers and barracks, which, like the others, were thatched huts that at least resembled primitive tribal houses, and the things that others had built were almost indistinguishable from those of the cattle sheds.

The atmosphere in the SS camp was lonely, as hot and aggressive as thunder, like the lair of the most elite raiders, and the imposing momentum and intermittent confrontation training kept the rest of the lazy and undisciplined soldiers away, and Silver Dust himself did not mince words about all the standard commanders, with a completely cold face.

Although he can repay equal respect for a eunuch, he will never treat the soft eggs among the soldiers with any kindness, and in his heart, everyone is created equal, not including human garbage such as soldiers.

Magicians have always regarded combat and exploration as sacred rituals, so any fighter must be strong, must have the heart of a strong man and not necessarily need the strength of a strong man, those who give up on themselves from the roots, are confused, and are willing to be weak, not worthy of being warriors, only worthy of being pigs in the slaughterhouse.

The army of the southern country, no matter how broken the weapons are, no matter how scarce the military salary, as long as they have the courage to fight to the death like the Sichuan army, they will receive the highest praise from the magician and the greatest possible kindness and help, however, except for the iron-blooded strong army of the eighty-fourth standard of the forbidden army, the entire forbidden army of the southern country is like a group of cowards wearing precious chain mail, and they do not even have the bravery and determination of the peasant rebel army. They may not even have the combat power of the Green Forest Mountain Bandits.

They are the Praetorian Army, the last defense force of the country.

They are garbage, maggots who must live up to the life and death of the entire empire.

When he entered the city with the True King, Silver Dust once admired these golden figures walking around the high city walls, believing that their golden bravery and splendor were the last guarantee of the country. He had intuitively thought that these were the last loyal samurai of the Empire, and unlike the so-called local armies, they were the only powerful troops that would be disgraced to retreat and glorious to kill the enemy, but when he really got to know these soldiers, he knew that the pyramids always rotted from the top.

These soldiers are bright on the surface, but on the inside they are not fundamentally different from the other armies in this humble empire that is heavy on civilians and light on martial arts. They can walk neatly around the city walls, but they can't really rush at the enemy in front of them for the sake of the walls and the land behind them. They as a whole are a living tofu scum project.

As a result, Silver Dust was so vicious of these soldiers that he even executed a group of unscrupulous men in his first few days as the commander of the standard, so that his troops could learn the methods of fighting the Delta Force, and from then on, he and his soldiers were flesh and blood, and they were strangers to the brother troops.

At night, from shallow to deep, few of the soldiers in the barracks ran so many miles in a day, most of them fell asleep in a few minutes after sunset, or simply got drunk, less than 200 of the 10,000 people were left to watch the flames, and relaxed and vigilant the surroundings, the camp where the silver dust was, the bonfire had been extinguished, but there were still figures like steel spears standing on the corner tower, like a nightmare in the night, vigilantly watching any suspicious movements in the camp. Silverdust's camp was separated from the others, and in the middle was a large, untended open space, which was both a training ground for soldiers and a vantage point for anyone who infiltrated to directly expose their bodies, and among the ten thousand people who were chaotic and lazy, these two hundred were as vigilant as predators.

Unconsciously, the moon was obscured.

Unconsciously, the wind increased and became damp.

Before you know it, raindrops fall from the sky, sporadically, stirring up the shouts of the lazy guys in the distance.

The light suddenly lit up in the grass shed of Silver Dust, it was his light ball technique, the golden light used for lighting was lit up for a moment, as if a silent horn was blowing in the dark night sky, and the two hundred people of the eighty-four targets of the forbidden army almost jumped up at the same time, and one after another black figures came out of the grass shed with a slight sonorous sound of chain mail, braving the gradually increasing rain, and gathered behind the temporary fence.

Silver Dust came out of the grass shed, and the runes of water shone beside him, silently absorbing the raindrops.

"What's wrong, my lord?" asked his herald.

"Something is wrong. Silver Dust pointed to the sky.

"Isn't there anything wrong?" Wu Chang looked at the dark and dreary sky: "This season is easy to rain, there is nothing wrong, and this rain will only fall for a while, and it will probably stop at dawn, right?"

"The rain is lost, and tomorrow we can't feel the location. ”

"Designated Place...... Can't you surround the Soul Refining Mountain?" At this time, Wu Changcai finally changed color.

"Yes. Silver Dust whispered, and at the same time, in the misty rain curtain, there was a sudden sound of rapid and violent horses' hooves.

"All over the land, gesturing and bagging, ready to pull out the camp. After listening to the rapid sound of horses' hooves, Silver Dust ascertained certain social conditions and ordered directly to his men, while the night watchmen of the other camps were busy hiding from the rain.

"It's too early or too late, but at this fateful time, it can be seen that those people, no matter who they are, have already been prepared, right?" Silver Dust stood in the rain curtain, the silver finger sword lightly lit up a trace of ice blue light, and the surrounding raindrops quickly turned into hexagonal snowflakes, suspended in the air like a demon in the dark night, a black flash and a white flash quietly lit up in his hand, and then a violent wind began to rotate around his body, rolling up the stagnant water on the ground in the air, condensing into a murderous icicle, the next second, the red light flashed, and the ice was directly transformed into flames, and did not trigger the instant death magic, one after another red fireballs floated in the air, and actually dispersed all the tides within a radius of about 100 meters。

'Something is wrong. Silver Dust whispered to himself, "This rain shouldn't have been natural. ”

The herald under the co-ordinator ran panting and said loudly: "Lord Silver Dust, the order from above is to urgently pull out the camp...... His words ended there, because the two hundred people in front of him had already packed up everything and all of them were on their horses, and only Silver Dust was still stuck to the ground that had been dried by the wind and fire.

"I already know. Silver Dust slowly turned around and asked in a condescending tone, "Where did you say the camp was going up?"