Humiliation, shame.

was defeated by Princess Shanyu, the six Wang Cheng soldiers actually had full psychological preparation in their hearts, but they were defeated by a "Wang Cheng Army" who followed Princess Shanyu......

Moreover, it is still "squeezed out" like this.

This makes them a little unacceptable.

Of course, the most important thing is that they can all tell each other's age from the face of the "Wang Chengjun", which is a slightly childish face.

Who is it?

Who is the person who followed the princess into the palace?!

Of course, it was impossible for Fang Zhengzhi to answer the question of the six Wang Chengjun, in fact, he really wasn't in the mood to answer this question now.

He thought that there might be a passionate drama of rebellion being staged in the palace, but when this scene was really in front of him, he still had an idea in his heart......

"Shouldn't I walk away quietly?"

The layout of the palace of the king of the Southern Regions, of course, cannot be compared with the Jinluan Palace in Great Xia, after all, the Jinluan Palace has been continuously repaired, decorated, and transformed by several generations of monarchs.

But if you talk about the degree of luxury alone, the Southern Regions King Palace is not inferior to the Great Xia Jinluan Palace too much.

Countless gems of all kinds adorned the four walls of the palace, and in addition to this, the walls were also covered with various patterns and written records of fierce beasts.

The main thing is that next to the pattern and the text......

All of them are furnished with animal skins or skeletons that are almost identical to the pattern.

The huge beast skeleton and the huge stone pillars are the palaces of the Southern Regions, rough and wild, but they are full of majestic shock.

Fang Zhengzhi hardly had to deliberately look at the records of those patterns and words, and he could see that those fierce beasts must have been extremely powerful during their lifetimes.

So......

The animal skins and skeletons placed here should be a symbol of generations of Southern Regions royal families, or warriors of the Southern Regions hunting in the Southern Regions.

Fang Zhengzhi's first feeling when he stepped into the palace was dignified and shocking, and although the second feeling was also accompanied by a shock, the second shock came from blood, stained with blood on the ground of the palace.

It was a trail of blood left behind after crawling, and at the front of the trail was an old man with slightly gray hair who was lying on the ground.

At the age of more than fifty, his face was panicked and frightened, the expression on his face was a little pale, and there was still undried blood left at the corner of his mouth, but the source of the blood stains left on the ground of the Chengwang Palace was his chest.

On the old man's chest, there was a huge wound that was clearly visible, and a large area of blood was flowing out of the wound, and it merged into a pool of bright red in front of him.

Beside the old man, there were young women dressed in sexy animal skins, each holding a variety of musical instruments in their hands.

There are drums, bells, and long jade flutes......

Judging from the instruments in his hands, they are not too uniform, but from the expressions, they are almost exactly the same shocked look.

Fang Zhengzhi was also slightly surprised in his heart.

Because, he thought that he would see all kinds of people in the palace, but he never expected to see Lord Shangshu of the dignified department in the palace.

The main thing is......

Lord Shoshu of the Ministry of Rites was still stretching out his hand to him.

"Save ...... Save...... Help me......"

This was the most important reason why Fang Zhengzhi felt that he should walk away quietly, and he wished he hadn't heard the cry for help from Lord Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

"Sister?!"

A voice interrupted the cry for help from Lord Rite Shoshu, or rather, this voice didn't care at all whether this Lord Rite Shoshu was asking for help or not.

Immediately after, a man walked in the direction of Princess Shanyu and Fang Zhengzhi, and in the man's hand he was still holding a knife, a knife dripping with blood.

Judging from his appearance, the man was probably in his thirties, dressed in a luxurious silver animal skin, with long boots wrapped in golden silk threads and two multicolored feathers stuck obliquely on his head.

And between the feathers, there is a brilliant blue gem.

"Third brother, what's going on?" Princess Shanyu looked at the man who came over, the dagger in her hand clenched unconsciously for a minute, and at the same time, she also looked at the book of the Ministry of Rites on the ground with her eyes.

When Fang Zhengzhi heard this, he also guessed the identity of the man in front of him, the prince of the Southern Regions, Shanling.

"Huh...... Sister don't ask me about this, you have to ask my father!" Shan Ling smiled slightly, looking at Princess Shanyu's expression full of love, and did not mean to be angry at all because of Princess Shanyu's attitude.

"Father?" Princess Shanyu looked away from the body of the Ministry of Rites and turned to an old man who was about sixty years old who was sitting at the top of the palace.

It was a burly old man dressed in a purple animal skin, two meters tall, strong muscles, and snow-white hair on his head.

Without looking at the wrinkles on the old man's face, it is almost difficult to imagine his age.

King of the Southern Regions!

Is this the King of the Southern Regions?

Fang Zheng's eyes also looked at the King of the Southern Regions at this moment, and from the eyes of the King of the Southern Regions, he saw a kind of pain, a kind of pain that belonged to the old man.

"Rebel!" The King of the Southern Regions didn't mean to explain, he just responded with his anger towards Shan Ling, but he didn't mean to get up and save the Ministry of Rites.

"Okay, sister, you don't have to worry about this matter, since you can enter here, you should have already fought with the demon soldiers outside, right?" Shan Ling shook his head slightly, seemingly disdainful of arguing with the King of the Southern Regions, but just looked at Princess Shanyu again, with a strong expectation on his face.

"Third brother, let me ask you, what's going on here?" Princess Shanyu looked at the King of the Southern Regions, and then at Shanling, with a tight persistence in her dark eyes.

"What's going on? What else is going on! Our warriors from the Southern Regions fought the battlefield ahead, dying and wounded, especially in the battle of the Han Ape Tribe, how many of our warriors from the Southern Regions died? Sister, do you know how many there are? Eight thousand, it's eight thousand! But what is my father doing? In the peace talks! He actually made peace with this Rite Department of Great Xia in the palace on the second day after my Southern Regions warriors died eight thousand! So, sister...... What do you think I'm doing?!"

Shan Ling was questioned by Princess Shanyu, and his chest finally rose and fell slightly, which was an emotion that had been suppressed for a long time, even if it did not break out because of Shan Ling's deliberate suppression, but there was a significant change in tone.

"I don't care what my father has done, I just know that he is my father, the father who gave birth to us and raised us!" Princess Shanyu heard Shan Ling's words, and a glimmer of light flashed in her dark eyes, but soon, her fists clenched again.

"Yes, he is the king of the Father, but he is also the king of the Southern Regions, and we are his children, and the warriors of the Southern Regions are not his children? Have you ever seen a father who died eight thousand sons and daughters on the first day, and on the second day he played music and performed music with his enemies in the royal palace, and talked about shaking hands and making peace, and talking about his father who would continue to be a vassal of the state in the future?!"

"Third brother, are you still dreaming of being an emperor, can't you still recognize the current situation?" Princess Shanyu's expression changed slightly.

"The situation?hahaha...... I'll tell you what the situation is, this is the situation!" Shan Ling smiled, and as he smiled, a delicate animal skin with a bright red seal appeared in his hand.

Princess Shanyu's gaze looked over.

Fang Zheng's eyes also looked over, but the eyes of the King of the Southern Regions and the Book of Rites didn't even glance at the beast skin.

"Your Royal Highness, the contract in your hand is just a trap for the demons, their purpose is to cut off the communication between the Southern Regions and Great Xia, and when you really kill this official, they will definitely break through the royal city in one fell swoop, and then your Southern Regions will have no chance to turn over, now my Holy Lord of Great Xia is lenient, if you Southern Regions can repent, immediately order the withdrawal of troops from Dingshan Pass, and then release the Dingshan Pass soldiers who captured my Great Xia, and our Great Xia and Southern Regions will join forces......" Although the Ministry of Rites did not look at the animal skin, it was obvious that he knew the contents of the animal skin very well.

"Shut up!" Shan Ling's tone was cold, and then, he also put the animal skin back into his arms: "What do you know? The demon clan may break the agreement, but it is impossible to break the oath made in the name of the demon god, this contract is very clear, as long as the son of this world kills you, you can have three days, as long as there are three days, the cold ape tribe will inevitably be broken, and then my army in the southern region will be surrounded inside and outside, and there are 50,000 demon soldiers in front of me......"

"This contract also says that as long as you kill this king, the demon clan will retreat to the Holy Mountain City and do their best to help you ascend to the throne, wouldn't that be better?"

"Father, don't you still understand? I have only one purpose in doing this, that is, to gain time, three days, as long as there are three days, everything can become a fact! Demon Clan? This son of the world does not need to rely on the Demon Clan at all, Father, do you really not want to be the emperor at all? Do you really want the Southern Regions to submit to the protection of Great Xia forever? What is so great about Great Xia, in terms of military strength, my 400,000 troops in the Southern Regions are enough to fight against the million army of Great Xia, why should I listen to the orders of Great Xia, Father, wake up quickly! ”

"You're going to wake up, third brother!" the red light on Princess Shanyu's body rose, and it seemed that her emotions also seemed to fluctuate greatly.

"Me?huh...... I am very sober, there has never been a time, I have been so sober, sister, the third brother loves you the most on weekdays, you really did not disappoint the third brother, with the 80,000 elites you brought back, even if the demon clan wants to regret it, it is impossible to have another chance to capture the royal city in three days!" Shan Ling smiled again, and his tone quickly returned to calm.

"Third brother, what if I said that I didn't bring a single soldier back to the Holy Mountain City at all?" Princess Shanyu looked at Shan Ling, and finally said it.

"Don't joke with your third brother, sister, how can you not come back with troops? The third brother has given you all the most elite warriors, and besides, with the three thousand silver-horned wolf horses in your hand, it is not a difficult thing to break through the siege of 50,000 demon soldiers, right?" Shan Ling was obviously a little unconvinced.

"Yes, with three thousand silver-horned wolf riders, it is not difficult to break through a hole among the fifty thousand demon soldiers, but I really did not bring a single soldier back. Princess Shanyu nodded and shook her head again.

"You...... Sister, don't make this kind of joke with the third brother, if you don't bring the troops back to the Holy Mountain City, then what are you doing back to the royal city?" Shan Ling's face changed, but he still tried his best to calm his tone.

"Peace!"

"Talk about peace?!Who are you talking about??......? Are you stupid? Now is the best time for our Southern Regions to break away from the control of Great Xia, why should we talk about peace?" Shan Ling's tone became excited again.

"Third brother, we don't have the strength to resist Daxia and the Demon Clan at the same time!"

"I know!" Shan Ling nodded: "But so what? Sister, do you really think that your third brother is a reckless man? Our Southern Regions really don't have the strength to start a war with Great Xia and the Demon Clan at the same time, but do you know that Great Xia has not sent troops to us until now? Even if we take Dingshan Pass!"

Shan Ling also paused when he said this, and then continued to speak.

"Taking Dingshan Pass, in fact, is just my temptation of Great Xia, and now the results of the temptation have come out, which also proves the guess of this prince, Great Xia will not dare to use troops against my Southern Regions at all, because he can't let my Southern Regions perish, even if my Southern Regions are not his domain!"

"What is Great Xia without the Southern Regions?"

"It's just a piece of fat in front of the demons, without the natural danger guards of the Southern Regions, how can Great Xia prosper? How can he resist the surprise attacks of the Northern Barbarian Kingdoms?"

"So, sister, tell me, why can't we be independent in the Southern Regions, why can't I be the emperor!"

"Why should we talk about peace?"

"Every year in tribute, how many gold, silver, jewelry, animal skins and jadeites are presented in the Southern Regions, but what did Daxia give us?

"Father, sister, don't you still understand? Great Xia is a fool when we are in the Southern Regions! Send a Ministry of Rites Shangshu over, and our king of the Southern Regions will personally receive him? And be polite to him, play music to welcome him, but know that our warriors are on the bloody battlefield outside!"

"Today, this prince is going to let this Lord of the Ministry of Rites open his eyes and take a good look, why do we call it the Southern Regions!"

After Shan Ling finished speaking, his eyes also looked at the body of the Ministry of Rites on the ground, his expression was full of a strong confidence in controlling everything, the knife in his hand made a buzzing sound, and a rich cold air gushed out.

Obviously, Shan Ling really had murderous intentions.

The King of the Southern Regions looked at Shan Ling, his lips trembled slightly, he wanted to say something, or wanted to stop it, but after all, he didn't act.

Fang Zhengzhi actually thought about what would happen if he met the king of the Southern Regions, or the prince of the Southern Regions, when he came.

For example, conspiracy, such as shame and anger, and so on.

He had thought about this, so of course he had prepared some rhetoric.

Looking at the current situation from the perspective of Fang Zheng, the Holy Mountain City in the Southern Regions is trapped by the demons, and it is in the most dangerous predicament.

Under such circumstances, it should not be too difficult to convince the Southern Regions and Great Xia to unite against the demons.

But......

After listening to Shanling's words.

But he had a new perspective on the current situation.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the Southern Regions are indeed in crisis, but, as Shan Ling said, Great Xia does not dare to use troops against the Southern Regions at all.

In other words, not only did Great Xia not dare to use troops, but he also had to do his best to help the Southern Regions through this difficulty.

It doesn't matter what the attitude of the Southern Regions looks like.

Great Xia can't let the Southern Regions fall, even if the Southern Regions become an independent country, even if the king of the Southern Regions is the emperor, Great Xia can't let the Southern Regions fall.

So......

How to talk about it?

There is simply nothing to talk about.

The Southern Regions took the Dingshan Pass of Great Xia, Great Xia had to endure it, the Southern Regions captured the sergeants of the Dingshan Pass of Great Xia, Great Xia also had to endure it, the Southern Regions trapped the prince of Great Xia, as long as he didn't open the killing ring, then, Great Xia still had to endure it!

This is the current situation in Great Xia.

No matter what the Southern Regions do, as long as the threat of the demons to Great Xia is still there, as long as the demon soldiers of the demon clan are still in the Southern Regions, Great Xia must endure it.

The knife lit up at this moment.

Holding high above the head of the Ministry of Rites, it is certain that it only takes a blink of an eye for the head of the Ministry of Rites to roll.

This made the face of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu sweat like rain.

He wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say it anymore, because, after listening to Shanling's words, he understood that the so-called peace talks were simply his wishful thinking.

There are no chips.

All the chips turned into ashes after Shanling's words.

Then, it is impossible for this peace talks to continue, and he, the secretary of the dignified Ministry of Etiquette, is destined to be in a different position in this failed peace talks.

Despair!

A deep despair rose in the heart of the Rite Priest, and the feeling of collapse and powerlessness soaked through his whole body, and even the holy decree that was originally held tightly in his hand and brought him great strength became extremely heavy at this moment.

"Boom!"

The golden decree slid to the ground and fell in a pool of blood, the handwriting on it was still vigorous, but the words inside were incomparably pale.

Fang Zheng's eyes subconsciously looked at the holy decree.

With his current strength, he could naturally clearly see the words written on the holy decree, and with just a glance, all the meanings had already come out.

It probably means that all the soldiers of the garrison must follow the orders of the Ministry of Rites.

Similarly, it also wrote the meaning of the Holy Lord Lin Mubai, and expressed the idea of wanting to negotiate peace with the Southern Regions.

After reading the Divine Decree.

Fang Zhengzhi also understood why the Ministry of Rites Shangshu appeared in the Southern Regions King City, and at the same time, he also understood why the soldiers and horses of the Han Ape Tribe would not move.

If it weren't for this holy decree and the Book of Rites to infiltrate the peace, the soldiers and horses of the Han Ape Tribe should have arrived in the Holy Mountain City by now, right?

As soon as the Han Ape Tribe is empty, hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Southern Regions can come to the Holy Mountain City......

Then, everything will be as Fang Zhengzhi expected before, how can the demon race be so majestic as it is now?

Is......

daddy!

Wait a minute, no!

The Holy One can't be so stupid, right?

Knowing that there were no bargaining chips, he still sent people to the peace talks to stop the hope of victory for the Great Xia soldiers?

Fang Zheng's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the spread of the holy decree, I don't know why, he had a strange illusion in his heart.

Answer......

It should be in the Divine Decree!(To be continued.) )