Brothers have more than 100 million points, you say my big brother in society?

Chapter 121: Prepare to Subdue the Princess and Be the King!!

Wu Xi’s heart was full of doubts and asked.

“Restoration? What country is the restoration? ”

After listening to Wu Xiu’s inquiry, the older Qiu Yingle set his sights on Zheng Xiuzhi.

“Lord Princess, it’s up to you to explain it to the Great General King.”

Zheng Xiuzhi’s eyes were full of hatred.

“Great General Wang, my ancestor was a Chinese who went south to Siam to survive, called Zheng Xin.”

“At that time, the state of Siam was being invaded, and the ancestors helped the then state of Siam to drive away the invaders, and was supported by the people of Taiguo and became king.”

“Known in history as Thonburi the Great, he is the first of the five great emperors of the Siamese state.”

“But in his old age, he was killed and usurped by the scumbags of the Siamese state.”

“That scumbag is the ancestor of the king of Siam today.”

“Because I am afraid that my Hua Kingdom will know that they killed the ancestor Zheng Xin to usurp the throne, the descendants of the despicable villain pretend to be the descendants of the ancestor Zheng Xin.”

After listening to Zheng Xiuzhi’s explanation, Wu Xiu probably understood what was going on. It seems that he came across this paragraph by chance when he was looking at history before.

Wu Xiu asked Zheng Xiuzhi while pondering.

“Then you should be the real descendant of Zheng Xin, who was usurped back then, right?”

Zheng Xiuzhi nodded in acknowledgement, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Great General King, please for the sake of the Zheng family is also Chinese, help us avenge this blood sea of deep enmity.”

Wu Xi said helplessly.

“This was all hundreds of years ago, and the current King of Siam has recently passed down the tenth dynasty, how can it be easily overthrown.”

“Such a big thing, it’s not something I can help if I want to.”

“If you yourself are persecuted, I can let the Iron-blooded Legion protect you for the sake of being a Chinese.”

“As for the restoration of the country or something, forgive me for not being able to do anything.”

Hearing Wu Xiu’s refusal, Qiu Yingle and Zheng Xiuzhi were suddenly anxious.

Kneeling on the ground and constantly kowtowing to Wu Xi and pleading.

“Great General King, please help us.”

“The people of Siam are nostalgic for the appearance of the descendants of Zheng Xin the Great to help them get rid of the tyrannical rule of the current King of Siam.”

“As long as you take Her Royal Highness to the heights, the people of Siam will definitely follow the clouds and overthrow the rule of that despicable villain who stole the royal power.”

“At that time, everything in the Siamese country is yours, and we only seek revenge for our ancestors.”

“Emperor Zheng Xin issued a prophecy before his death, and the thief died in the tenth king.”

“The current puppet king of Siam, the tenth generation, just confirms the prophecy of the Great Emperor.”

Wu Xi was unmoved by the kowtowing of the two daughters.

Anyone who ascends to the heights and calls for followers gathers, and no one believes three-year-old children.

It was hundreds of years ago, and whether the people remember Zheng Xin or not is two different things.

Besides, he Wu Xi never does things that are not very difficult.

Just by virtue of being both Chinese and two beautiful women, I want him to bring 100,000 brothers and a country to be tough.

If Wu Xi agreed, then he must be brainless.

The promise of what is desired after the success of the restoration of the country has become even more nonsense.

Pure and pure to paint him a flatbread.

If Wu Xi has the ability to overthrow a country, he still uses them to promise? Isn’t it fragrant to overthrow yourself as a king?

“You better go find someone else, forgive me for not being able to do anything.”

Wu Xi directly opened his mouth to poke people, and said more to the two women with broken brains.

Ma San and Debiao walked to the two women.

“Please, our eldest brother is tired, please go out.”

Zheng Xiuzhi Qiu Yingle’s eyes showed despair.

Generations of unsuccessful attempts to restore the country have been unsuccessful.

Over time, the hope of restoration has become even slimmer.

The powerful Iron-blooded Legion that dominates the triangular region is already their last hope.

Zheng Xiuzhi clenched her fists and released the last killer move.

“My lord, as long as you can help me restore the country, you are the master of the country of Siam.”

“I am the only descendant of Emperor Zhengxin, and if we are united, you are the legitimate king of the Siamese state.”

“Please help us, please…”

“If you don’t agree, I, who has no hope of restoring the country, will have no face to face my ancestor Zheng Xiuzhi with her head on the ground when I die, and I will cry down my face.”

Looking at Zheng Xiuzhi who was in tears, Wu Xiu sighed and explained.

“It’s not that I don’t help you, it’s that I don’t have that ability.”

“Although the state of Siam is not large, it also has hundreds of thousands of troops.”

“Relying on these tens of thousands of people under me to help you restore the country is simply a fool’s dream.”

“You are asking me to dye your family’s throne with my own brother’s blood, can I agree?”

“Besides, hundreds of years have passed, let go of hatred… Zheng Xiuzhi was touched by Wu Xiu’s words and stopped crying. ”

“Great General King, I have a treasure to dedicate to you.”

“As long as you promise that one day you have enough ability to help me restore the country, I will give you the treasure.”

Qiu Yingle’s face on the side changed abruptly, signaling Zheng Xiuzhi not to be impulsive.

A sad smile appeared on Zheng Xiuzhi’s face.

“Sister Yingle, General Wang is a hero who keeps his promises, and I believe he will keep his promises.”

“The treasure left by the ancestors is to restore the country, and the Great General King is our last hope for the restoration of the country.”

“If you can’t restore the country, what’s the use of keeping that treasure.”

Listening to Zheng Xiuzhi’s words, Qiu Yingle lowered his head and stopped stopping.

Wu Xi’s eyes narrowed.

Treasure? It’s finally time for the main play.

I used to paint cakes, but now I start to light up real guys.

Wu Xi pondered for a moment and spoke politely.

“Your Royal Highness, you give me the treasure, if I have the ability in the future, I will definitely help you restore the country.”

“But only if your treasure can impress me.”

Zheng Xiuzhi said slowly.

“General King, that batch of treasures was when Emperor Zheng Xin had a premonition that the thief was going to usurp the throne, and he kept it as a treasure for the restoration of the country.”

“All the treasures in the Siamese treasury were smuggled out and hidden by the ancestors and his old man’s orders.”

“One million taels of gold, five million taels of silver, countless rare treasures.”

“According to the treasure catalog left by the ancestors, it is estimated that it is worth at least two billion US dollars.”

“Such a large amount of money, I believe it can satisfy you.”

Hearing the number of treasures, Wu Xi was overjoyed in his heart.

What is really lacking.

If you get two tens of billions of dollars, you will have the money to upgrade the gang to recruit another 100,000 brothers.

“Your Royal Highness, as long as you give me the treasure, within two years, I will definitely help you successfully restore the country.”

“It may not even take two years.”

“Wait a minute, I’ll show you the strength of my brothers, and you will understand what a wise choice you have made.”