Chapter 4: Ember

The sound of the water roared, and a huge steel fleet filled the river, heading towards Chudu, which was close at hand.

The current of the river was squeezed by the vitality of the steel giant, making a sound that almost shattered the glass.

It's like the advent of a new world and era, an indescribable sense of oppression.

In the wharves and ports along the river, there are also many military ships and merchant ships of the Great Chu Dynasty, but the impact of the current alone has made these ships squeeze together and collide, and many ships even directly deformed and exploded.

On the city walls along the river, many cultivators and sergeants showed bitter expressions.

They still stood on the city wall like iron casting, not retreating a single step, but even a grandmaster like Bai Shanshui could not stop this fleet in the slightest, and was washed into the bottom of the river, life and death are unknown, how can they stop it.

Standing here is already their last glory.

Many powerful and wealthy merchants in the city were thinking of fleeing or surrendering, and the chaotic convoys even collided together, blocking the reason that usually seemed very broad.

Some mad scribes chanted some famous verses that have been passed down through the ages, and threw themselves into the river.

Only this approaching UFO giant ship maintained absolute coldness, under the wrapping of sword qi, the decks of these giant ships were not even empty, and no one knew what kind of things would pour out of these giant ships of the Great Qin Dynasty when some of the hatches were opened.

In the past, there was a dead silence in the Chu Imperial Palace, and even some of the sounds of chaos and crying had completely disappeared, as if it had become a lifeless tomb.

Zhao Mu entered the depths of the palace, his feet stepped over the exquisite jade bricks, and entered the most gorgeous and majestic Jinluan Palace.

The temple is one of the greatest structures in human history to date, and it looks slender, yet every detail, even the reliefs on every beam, took decades of hard work by a top craftsman.

It would take nearly a hundred years to build such a temple, but what about building a dynasty that can have such a building?

It looks slender on the outside, but inside it looks extremely empty, even when the courtiers gather.

This is where the skill of the craftsman lies.

At this time, there was only one person in this hall, Lilingjun on the dragon chair, so it seemed even more empty, so empty that it was even like a leaf floating in the ocean, so empty that it made people panic and uncomfortable.

Zhao Mu stopped at a hundred steps from Liling Jun, knelt down, and saluted according to the monarch and ministers.

Then he got up and looked at the young monarch in the dragon chair, waiting for him to speak.

The tears and dirt on Li Lingjun's face had been wiped dry, but his face was extremely white, as if he had been smeared with a layer of white face.

His figure trembled constantly on the dragon chair, his snow-white skin swayed in the dark light and shadow, and after a few breaths, a begging tremor echoed in the hall: "Descend." ”

Zhao Mu has two very good-looking thin eyebrows, but when he heard the words at this time, they were like sharp blades.

"Can't be lowered. ”

Li Lingjun said it simply, and his response was also very simple, the same three words.

Li Lingjun's body stiffened.

He didn't seem to expect that the general, who seemed very humble in front of him, would refuse so crisply and calmly.

This kind of calm reminded him of a teenager he had met in the streets and alleys of Changling.

There were many small voices in the dead hall.

The sound was like a lot of rats moving around, tearing at their clothes.

Zhao Mu raised his head.

He looked directly at Liling Jun, and his gaze no longer looked like he was looking at an emperor.

"I'm disappointed in you. ”

He said slowly and heavily: "The emperor can be lost, but the soul cannot die." In the past, no matter how naΓ―ve you were and how many problems you had, you were always the emperor of Great Chu, and you represented Great Chu. Even if we can't escape far and die in battle on the land, we still have a lot of land and many troops outside. But if you give the order to surrender by the emperor's order, you will betray the entire Great Chu, and the border troops outside who are fighting to the death for the Great Chu will be discarded together, and they will be completely betrayed by the enemy. ”

"Can't they descend?" Lilingjun's voice trembled even more.

"Don't think too naΓ―vely. ”

Zhao Mu shook his head and said, "The Qin people will not let the millions of Chu troops remain, you think about what happened to the hundreds of thousands of troops of the former Zhao Dynasty after they surrendered. ”

Li Lingjun was speechless.

"Everything that happens in this Chu capital today will be recorded in the history books of future generations. So I advise you to think about it again at the end, and think about what kind of record you have left in the books of posterity. ”

Zhao Mu took a deep breath and said seriously and slowly: "Don't turn your back on the entire dynasty, think about the meaning of your blood as the Great Chu Emperor." Don't think you're going to kill me if I don't surrender, even if you've set up a killing game in this palace. ”

Li Lingjun buried his head and did not dare to raise it.

Zhao Mu's eyes narrowed slightly.

This cowardice seemed to him to be the answer.

"It's not just that I want to kill you, Zheng Sleeve is also ready. Li Lingjun's voice rang out again.

When his voice sounded again, the small sound in this Jinluan Hall was like countless rats gnawing at it in an instant, as dense as a torrential rain.

Countless killing intent enveloped Zhao Mu's body.

"You will not have the opportunity to surrender by decree. If life and death are inevitable, the key lies in the final attitude. I would like to be a starlight and show the way for the lost in the night sky. ”

Zhao Mu didn't make any moves, he just looked at Li Lingjun with regretful eyes and said this.

Li Lingjun suddenly felt fear.

"I would like to be a starlight and show the way for the lost in the night sky. ”

This sentence was not Zhao Mu's first creation, but the words recorded in the military canon of the Great Chu Dynasty, which was said by a famous general of the Chu army in the past, who left this sentence before he died defending the fortress.

Just before the killing intent that filled the palace tore Zhao Mu apart, an incomparably hot aura enveloped the entire palace, and everything was about to burn in an instant, as if hundreds of suns had fallen into the palace at the same time.

"You..."

Li Lingjun finally understood what Zhao Mu was going to do, and screamed in shock.

"If you didn't want to kill me and recruit me, how could I have the opportunity to let the pro-army follow me outside the palace. ”

Zhao Mu didn't get colored, and said softly sadly: "I am the first in the world in Chu, and the weapon of guarding the Chu capital is used for desperate efforts, and I can't burn down a palace?"

The figures of him and Liling Jun, as well as this gorgeous Jinluan Palace, as well as all the palaces and courtyards in the palace, disappeared into the golden flames in an instant.

His voice was still ringing in the firelight, but everything quickly turned to scorched earth and arrogance.

Many sergeants screamed outside the palace.

The condensed golden flames rushed up one after another in the deflagration, like hundreds of golden phoenixes flying out of the fire and flying into the sky, and like many arrogant souls, rushing towards the starry sky that was high and silent.

Ember of the Chu Palace.