When most of the sun jumped into the sky, in the midst of all the attention, Luan finally reached the top of the mountain.

On the Temple of Heaven, in the huge copper tripod, the flame is burning.

The tripod is a heavy weapon, and the holy emperor of ancient times is to cast the tripod to suppress the mountains and rivers of China, in order to make the country eternal.

Although such a beautiful vision has not been realized, even if it is suppressed with a tripod vessel, when the system is rotten, people's hearts change, and the dynasty is constantly reincarnated, the tradition of using the tripod as a sacrificial vessel has been handed down.

Under the mountain, there are 200,000 troops, and on the mountain, there are civil and military officials, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Xiang, and Zhang Huang'er, who are in the middle position, and everyone is watching at this moment, Zhao Cheng step by step, along the steps, to the highest place.

Even if it is only Wang Nanhuang now, not Wang Tianxia, but once the establishment is called the king, it means that he is no longer a straggler, but a king recognized by heaven and earth, no matter what happens in the future, even if it is tomorrow, the royal industry suddenly becomes empty, this is also a stroke that can never be erased in the history books.

He joined the army at the age of ten, was trapped in the mountains and forests at the age of sixteen, and now it is only a few years, and he has been established to be the king of less than twenty, which is undoubtedly a legendary industry that has never been seen in ancient and modern times.

Wei Ye, who was mixed with the military attaché, was unprecedentedly excited at the moment, he followed Zhao Cheng very early, and now although he is still guarding Lianshan, his official status is constantly rising.

And he is also a witness to the legend of Zhao Cheng in the past few years, from the beginning of a group of people, who were chased and killed by Wu Yuan, to now, the Southern Wilderness bows down, and the world is not far away, this kind of changes and encounters, once the dazed fear between life and death, to the prominence of the five-flowered horse and daughter, his life honor and disgrace have long been deeply tied to the person who is striding forward in front of him.

Before he knew it, he was in tears.

Thinking about joining the army at the beginning, the old mother at home just asked him to live well, and didn't think that he would do anything.

I also thought that the war was fierce, I started as a big soldier, how many times I began to pass by death, and I never thought about any future at that time, let alone that I could have today's prominence.

That kind of mood brews in the heart, and finally precipitates, and in the end, it just turns into a wave, and the person who is a confidant dies.

"Ahem, ahem!"

In Yingtian City, Wu Qi woke up with a cough, barely sat up, and took a few breaths in a row, only then did he feel more comfortable.

Looking at the sky outside, for a long time, he suddenly remembered that today was the time for Zhao Cheng to become king.

It is said that the reason why the king should be slow is because in troubled times, whoever is the king first will become the target of the public, not only the court will come to beat you, even those heroes will give priority to beating you, beating you, not only have a reputation, but also have a territory.

But now the situation of Ying Tianjun, there is no need to delay the king, as the old department of Huang Tian, Ying Tianjun from the root, will not share the sky with the court, whether to be the king or not, in fact, it has little impact, but the sooner the king is called, the sooner the system is established, the more can make the hundred officials under his command, the more united people, and the faster the people under his rule can return to their hearts.

If you don't claim to be the king, you will always give people a feeling of stragglers.

All strategies in the world change with the times, and there is no absolute golden rule.

"Wang Nanhuang, the vision of the ancestors of the Wu family, has finally been achieved."

Wu Qi muttered, although he had already accepted his fate, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a strong emotion in his heart.

More than half a year ago, the army outside Wucheng was defeated, although he vomited blood, but in the end, he still had some foundation in his body, and he had a good martial arts, so he was not killed on the spot, but was captured.

After being captured, Zhao Cheng did not kill him, but sent the relatives of the Wu family who were captured before to Wu Qi.

Of course, these children of the Wu family are all the kind who have never been evil, and they have a history of bullying men and women, and they were killed at that time.

After such a period of time, Li Tonghai personally came to lobby, but it was for Wu Qi to make meritorious contributions, start classes, and teach the art of war.

If it was the moment when he was just captured, Wu Qi would definitely have the will to die, but during this period of time, enjoying his family, coupled with his discouragement, his ambitions were empty, and the two thousand Taiping Battalion not only defeated the three coalition forces, but also defeated Wu Qi's fighting spirit.

After the fighting spirit was defeated, he cared more about family affection.

And Li Tonghai's lobbying is not complicated, you don't want to live yourself, but you also have to plan for future generations, if you serve, your descendants will also belong to abandoning the dark and turning to the light.

Otherwise, your descendants will be thieves forever, and although they can live, they will definitely not be able to turn over forever, and the guilt on your body may not be washed away for a hundred or ten generations.

After such a statement, Wu Qi finally compromised.

Such an iron-clad man, who was not afraid of death at all, and his mind was as firm as iron, even if the whole family died, he had to fight with Zhao Cheng to kill a man who burned jade, but he still chose to kneel.

This is something that he could not have imagined in the past, when he was proud of his life.

During this period of time, sometimes he also thought that maybe the real Wu Qi had already died in the Jinge Iron Horse that night, and it was another person who survived.

"The grand ambition spreads its wings, several joyful dreams, to the beginning, all empty dreams......"

Wu Qi muttered.

In the past, whenever he woke up, there would be attendants to serve him, but now, there is nothing, the glory and wealth are empty, and even his wife has to rely on weaving to subsidize the family.

But he knew that as a general of the defeated army, he could have such an ending, and that was already Zhao Cheng as magnanimous as the sea.

Now, he no longer has any ambitions, he just thinks that he can accumulate some merits for future generations in the rest of the time, so that future generations can have a better life, so that his wife, who has never touched the spring water with her five fingers, can be more relaxed after she leaves.

The former male lion is long gone, and now there is just a domestic dog, but Wu Qi is a little willing.

"Wang Nanhuang, Wang Nanhuang ......"

Wu Qi muttered, and unconsciously, perhaps because of the pain on his body, he fell asleep again.

This time, he had a dream, in the dream, he Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowed thousands of miles, fought for several years, and finally unified the Southern Wilderness and realized his lifelong ideal, but the good times did not last long, and it didn't take long for him to be defeated by Cao Zheng.

Later, he died of illness, and Wu Yuan even voted for Cao Zheng.

From the beginning, it is empty again.

Wang Ye is too difficult, there are so many heroes in the world, even if it is in a dream, the strength of his Wu family is only enough to carry a Southern Wilderness.

Before I knew it, tears had wet the pillow towel.