In the distant sky, the dark clouds moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, people with better eyesight exclaimed. It was not a dark cloud at all, but a whole fleet! The huge ship led by him was smooth and sharp, and it was frighteningly beautiful and frighteningly large.

Even the people of King Zheng have never seen a battle cruiser, not even a larger battleship. After all, Zheng Guo is a small country, and its national strength is limited, let alone raising a cutting-edge battle cruiser, even an old type of battleship is absolutely unaffordable. So now the flagship of Zheng Guo's fleet is nothing more than an old cruiser. Even so, it belongs to the treasure of the town and country, and it is very treasured.

Seeing such a fleet appear, the ordinary people were not doing anything, and most of the nobles' faces changed color, and they instantly understood why a heavily defended town like Liaocheng was captured in just one day, and even the uncle of the second prince was killed.

The fleet was led by the flagship battle cruiser, followed by the high-speed destroyers brought by Song Hui, the frigates were lined up on the left and right, and then there were more than a dozen high-speed transport ships, each of which was equipped with weapons. Among them, about ten transport ships are quite conspicuous, and at a glance the shape knows that they are the most advanced styles of Daqin.

These transport ships were also brought by Song Hui to transport supplies and munitions, and they stayed after arriving at Yonglu, and naturally became part of the Thousand Nights Fleet. The Song Lords may not be able to fight, but the armaments are still very eye-catching.

On the throne, Liu Zhongyuan could no longer maintain Gujing Bubo's calm composure, and opened his eyes suddenly, and the disciples next to him were sharp-eyed, seeing that the green tendons on his hand holding the armrest were constantly beating, obviously extremely unsettled.

In the bridge of the battle cruiser, Qianye stood quietly, on the left hand stood Carol, and on the right was a teenage girl, bright and beautiful, with a nascent appearance, but her body shape was outstanding, and she was already worthy of the shoulders of Qianye.

She was extremely curious, constantly looking at everything around her, as if she wanted to see everything through and write it down.

Carol said, "Don't you really need me?"

Qianye smiled and said, "Yes, why not? Without you, the fleet would be in danger." ”

Carol glanced at him and said, "The mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, did you learn from that bad guy Song Zining? I'm not talking about this, I'm going to fight!"

"An old man, what's so scary. Are you still afraid that I will lose?"

"After all, he is a god general! a god general for more than 30 years!"

"It's been more than 30 years, and I'm just a god. No matter how strong he is, can he still be stronger than the wolf king?"

Carol snorted and said, "What do you mean by that? I can't beat the Wolf King." ”

Only then did Qianye think of the problem of the cultivation speed of the immortal and short-lived species, and hurriedly remedied, "He is naturally not stronger than you." ”

"That's pretty much it. ”

At this moment, the fleet has approached the royal capital, and at close range, the sense of oppression is particularly amazing. Many could not bear the pressure of the imminent threat and kept shouting: "Where is our fleet, how can we let them sail here!?"

More people who don't know the truth echo the voice, and the real upper echelons are all pale-faced, guessing that something bad is likely to have happened. There is still electric fire entwining at the muzzle of the main gun of the battle patrol, which is obviously the appearance of being fired.

The fleet approached a kilometer away before it slowly stopped. This distance is already the edge of the firing boundary of the royal capital's defensive turret, and with the help of the height advantage, the main gun of the battle patrol can also bombard the royal capital.

Qianye stood on the bow of the battle patrol ship, condescending, and looked at Liu Zhongyuan, only to jump down and fall in front of Liu Zhongyuan, with no dust under his feet.

Liu Zhongyuan's eyelids jumped a few times, but he didn't get up, sat on the chair, and said slowly: "Young man, you really have the capital to be arrogant. ”

Qianye smiled faintly and said, "It's been so many days, haven't you figured out where I came from?"

Liu Zhongyuan's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "Young man, don't be so ignorant of the height of the sky. You may have been famous in the past, but you are not a god after all. This is Zheng Guo, not Great Qin, nor is it a neutral place!"

Qianye smiled dumbly, and said, "Listening to the words of the national teacher, it seems that Daqin should really study hard with Zheng Guo." ”

"The empire is big, but it may not be strong everywhere. Although I, Zheng Guo, am small, but I am all of us, I am never afraid of anyone!"

These words were sonorous and powerful. The people around him suddenly burst into a shocking cheer and admiration.

Qianye felt that there were too many slots in this statement, and he didn't know which one to refute first. The princes of Zheng Guo are vying for the throne, and they have all reached the level of civil war, and they are still united? Moreover, this drama of seizing the throne is not the first time, and it will be played every few decades. Since the founding of the country, Zheng Guo has focused a large part of his energy on infighting, and his national strength has deteriorated.

The land area of Zheng Guo is not small, but in Daqin, he can only enjoy the treatment of an ordinary county. The empire measures the status of the subject country by looking at the strength and the contribution second, that is to say, in the evaluation within the empire, Zheng Guo is also comparable to an ordinary large county, and it is completely inferior to the provinces.

Moreover, Zheng Guo's national strength is weak, but his mentality is strange, even the dignified national teacher can say that the empire is big but not strong, and Qianye doesn't understand where their self-confidence comes from. Looking at Liu Zhongyuan, who had a white beard in front of him, Qianye suddenly felt a deep sympathy.

His gaze crossed Liu Zhongyuan, looked around at the dense crowd around him, the war was approaching in these eyes, and then looked at the royal capital in the distance, which seemed to be atmospheric, in fact, it was a bit nondescript, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Qianye calmly said to Liu Zhongyuan: "You admit defeat, and then go to the title of national teacher, and in the future, I can give you a suitable position to serve King Xinzheng." ”

Liu Zhongyuan was stunned when he heard this, laughed angrily, and said, "If I don't want to, so what?"

Qianye said: "A hundred-year-old god general, he has not advanced an inch in the past few decades, although it is a pity to kill it, but it is not of much use to keep it." ”

With a bang, Liu Zhongyuan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and smashed the armrest of the throne to pieces. He slowly got up, and was about to have a seizure, when suddenly his face froze and he looked up at the sky.

A small figure in the air fell from the sky and smashed to the ground like a cannonball, it was the girl who was originally standing beside Qianye. It's just that she doesn't seem to be very good at balancing, and she can't adjust her posture at all, so she actually slammed her face down and hit the ground raw, and the huge impact force made a big hole in the ground.

The onlookers opened their mouths with bated breath for a while, unable to even exclaim. The little girl fell, which made people feel pain when they saw it.

However, under the gaze of everyone, she actually got up like that, shook her head, and seemed to be a little dizzy, that's all.

The little girl looked around, ran to Qianye's side, pointed at Liu Zhongyuan and said, "Is that the old man?"

Qianye habitually held her head, pressed her in place, and let her open her teeth and claws, but she couldn't take a step.

The little guy puffed up and said, "I can beat it!"

Qianye couldn't cry and laughed, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Squirt him first......" the little guy said as a matter of course.

Then all the people in front of them died. ”

“...... It seems so. The little guy suddenly felt a little weak.

"What it seems, that's it!" Chiya chiseled on the girl's head, and she immediately hugged her head with a look of grievance.

It's just that everyone has seen her performance just falling, and no one thinks she will really hurt.

Liu Zhongyuan was already trembling with anger, pointing at Qianye, speechless. In his opinion, this girl was completely arranged by a thousand nights, a tool specially used to humiliate him. He has been majestic in Zheng Guo for decades, how can he have suffered this?

Qianye pressed the girl seriously, as if she was really afraid that she would kill too many people. Everyone who watched felt that this was humiliating Liu Zhongyuan, and the tricks were renovated, and they wanted to make a big feud of life and death.

Maybe only Chiya and the girl don't think so.

The tall girl is naturally Xiao Zhu Ji, but she has been growing faster and faster recently, and she has changed almost every once in a while. And her strength has also expanded rapidly, looking like there is no end to it at all, and the power of the core toxin is even more terrifying. She spat with all her might, if she accidentally got it, it was really not something that ordinary gods would be able to easily withhold, and if she was carelessly invaded into the blood, she would probably be poisoned and half dead.

Even the gods will be poisoned, not to mention the ordinary strong, as for those ordinary people who can't even touch the side of the strong, they will die as many as they come.

If the climate and wind direction are right, then Xiao Zhu Ji will use all her strength to take a breath of poisonous mist, and she will kill half of the people on the ground. By Qianye's side, she is the real killer.

Liu Zhongyuan took a deep breath and shouted: "It's good that you have been so arrogant for a thousand nights! If I don't take your life today, how can I serve the public?"

Liu Zhongyuan waved his hand and shouted, "Someone!" A neat shout immediately sounded around him, but the volume seemed to be a little insufficient. He was furious, and when he turned his head, he saw that all the people who responded were white-robed disciples, while Zheng Guo's Praetorian Guard and other troops remained silent and looked at the sky.

Liu Zhongyuan followed their gaze, and when he saw the battle patrol, his heart sank, he was so angry just now that he forgot that there was this big guy.

If the two sides wave their armies to start a war, Qianye has a battle patrol and a hand, which is almost overwhelming, and Zheng Guo's ground-to-air force will never be able to defeat the battle patrol. Unless Liu Zhongyuan is willing to risk his life and break into the battle patrol alone, seeking to kill the main general. However, in addition to strong defensive power, warships of this level also have special defensive measures for landing warfare, that is, to weaken the invading enemy, but also to increase themselves. Under the advantages of the other, Liu Zhongyuan is really not sure that he will face a thousand nights on the ship.

No matter how much you think about it, the solo battle proposed by Qianye is actually the most beneficial choice for Zheng Guo at the moment.

Qianye pulled little Zhu Ji behind him and said, "Honestly stand here, don't move." ”

The little guy's eyes rolled, "And what if someone comes to beat me?"

"It's okay to kill or maim you, but one thing is that you can't spray poison. ”

Xiao Zhu Ji's current strength, a mouthful of poison sprayed out can be described as no grass, and it will be killed. This King Zheng is the most prosperous place, and Qianye is still useful, so naturally she can't be allowed to mess around.

After the little guy nodded in agreement, Qianye turned to look at Liu Zhongyuan and said, "Now it's our turn." ”

Liu Zhongyuan snorted, stretched out his left hand, and his own disciple presented a seven-foot long sword with both hands. With a sword in his hand, Liu Zhongyuan's momentum is self-generated, Looking at it from a distance, he really looks like a fairy among the gods.

Qianye, on the other hand, took out an inconspicuous Force short gun, and a pair of light wings slowly spread out behind him.