"The land of Xiahua is vast and rich, with a large population, but the era of unification is far away, and there are countless small countries and princely kingdoms. Heroic heroes, geniuses in the sky, with blood and sweat to pave the golden iron horse of the eternal song, then, together for a long time must be divided, divided for a long time must be together, the times create heroes, or heroes create the times?

"Emperor Benji, at the beginning of the army, less in the army, in Liangzhou Jinge camp, the beginning"

------- excerpted from, Emperor Ben, Emperor Rendewu.

Liangzhou

The camp of the Jin Ge army is a big army, and the general is in line,

A few muffled chants faintly came from within the tent.

At this time, the guards in black armor stood on both sides, the tent was surprisingly quiet, and the generals in the golden armor looked at the ragged old man who was singing in a low voice, and the firewood in the account crackled from time to time, and the old man's slightly low voice was whispered in the account.

The rain was raging that night.

Ancient trees rattle,

When the heavens and the earth are in chaos,

When you are in the same room,

Woe to the wall, when the power is lost and the country is humiliated

When all the rules, the code, the human feelings, the ethics, all are lost.

Countless people are desperately thirsting.

They need heroes,

A hero who can lead them to distinguish between black and white.

"General Qiyu, the untouchables have ....... finished singing"

"Bold, bewildering the public, spreading rumors, insulting my country"

As the old man spoke, a young general on the left side of the tent was furious, and with a bang, he pulled out the sword at his waist. It was the former army general Dong Pingyu

And standing next to Dong Pingyu, there is a person with a handsome face, a well-defined face, and a slender figure, which is Dong Pingyu's cousin Dong Pingkun,

Er Dong Pingkun was about to make a move.

A voice came.

"Stop, Yu'er"

Just as the blade of the sword stabbed at the old man's chest, a low and majestic voice came.

At this time, the young general's body suddenly trembled, turned around and knelt down towards the figure that had been facing away from everyone, and all the generals in the tent also knelt down in unison, and the impact of the armor made a nice metallic sound.

The old man in the audience was stunned by the changes in front of him.

When he came to his senses, he found that the tent was calm again, but just now all the majestic and invincible generals were now kneeling behind a black figure, and the old man calmed down, and with the courage to look up at the person above the main throne slightly.

I saw a handsome table,

There was a token box on it, as well as various order flags, and over the handsome chair, a big golden "Ge" word was in the middle of the scarlet curtain behind it.

And the person who spoke just now was standing on the sword platform on the left, with his back to everyone, dressed in gray cloth and no gorgeous clothes, but the old man could feel the graceful and luxurious temperament on this person.

"Jingo"?

The old man suddenly felt a thrill all over his body, couldn't it be that he had just entered Sanxi, the undefeated myth of the Daping Dynasty, the famous Daping Sharp Sword, and the Jin Ge Army?

So which one just now is the current King of Jingdong, known as the King of Optimus Dongpingyue?

Thinking of this, the old man began to panic, and his mind was in a mess.

"Heroes"

The middle-aged man on the stage, who had been silent with his back to everyone, whispered, and slowly turned around.

As the old man thought, the person on the stage was the king of the Daping Dynasty, Dongping Yue.

By the light of the fire in the house. The old man looked up at the world-famous prince, with a tall figure, slender arms, a tough face, and black eyes that seemed to always have black light flowing.

"Get up," Dong Pingyue said, looking at the kneeling crowd on the ground.

There was another thud of metal, and everyone froze.

Dongping Yue looked at the old man in front of him, his brows couldn't help frowning, he was wondering, Daping is now considered to be a strong country, the rule of the Qing Dynasty, although the saint is old, but it is also the heyday of the Spring and Autumn Period, why at this time when he has just opened the army to the land of Sanxi, rumors are spreading, every officer, to the grassroots soldiers, has basically heard similar rumors, fortunately he is strict in governing the army, and there is no big discussion in the army, but the people have caused panic, thinking that the disaster is coming, he finally let his lieutenant promise to save the life of the old man, and conceal his identity, only to hear the full version of this rumor, the content is really palpitating, but as the commander of the first army, he can't panic easily.

After stabilizing his thoughts, Dong Pingyue walked to the old man's side and helped the old man up and said to the old man: Old man, don't be afraid, I am Dong Pingyue, you tell me, when did you hear this rumor?"

Dong Pingyue helped the old man to the chair and waved for something to eat and drink.

The old man wanted to stand up and kneel several times, but he was pressed down by Dongpingyue in front of him.

Reluctantly, he said: "Back to the general's words, Xiao Lao'er is also a rumor that he has heard in recent years, but he is curious and singing, and he has no intention of slandering Daping."

Under the momentum of Dongpingyue, the old man almost shook into a sieve. His voice was also a little shaky.

"What nonsense do you put in it, it is clearly a fallacy to confuse the public, it must be the spies of Jingguo who spread rumors, disturb the hearts of my people, and they are all chanting on the street, and dare to say that they have no intention of slandering my holy dynasty, uncle, the child requests, behead this person, and arrest a group of chaotic people who spread rumors, and send them to the army, so as to set the record straight"

The young general standing aside, Dong Pingyue's nephew Dong Pingyu was almost furious, if it weren't for a few partial generals around him and his cousin Dong Pingkun pulling, it is estimated that the old man would be corrected on the spot.

Looking at the nephew in front of him, Dong Pingyue was a little helpless, he joined the army as a teenager, and at the age of thirteen, he followed himself to fight in the north and south, and in the past two years, he has been able to go into battle to kill the enemy, and has been in the position of a striker. "Yu'er, don't be rude. Dong Pingyue also had to speak out to stop him.