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When most of the sun jumped into the sky, Luanjia finally reached the top of the mountain amidst all the attention.

On the Temple of Heaven, in the huge copper tripod, the flames were burning vigorously.

The tripod is a heavy weapon, and the holy emperors in ancient times cast tripods to suppress the mountains and rivers of Shenzhou, so that the country will last forever.

Although such a beautiful vision has not been realized, even if the tripod is used to suppress it, when the system decays, people's hearts change, and the dynasty is constantly reincarnated, the tradition of using the tripod as a sacrificial vessel has been passed down.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an army of 200,000, and on the mountain, there are civil and military officials, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Xiang, and Zhang Huang'er, who are in the middle. Everyone is watching at this moment. Zhao Cheng, step by step, walks down the steps to the highest place.

Even though it is only Wang Nanhuang now, not Wang Tianxia, ​​once the establishment becomes king, it means that he is no longer a straggler, but a king recognized by the world. No matter what happens in the future, even if it is tomorrow, the king's career will suddenly become empty Also, in the history books, a stroke that can never be erased.

He joined the army in his early teens, and was trapped in the mountains and forests at the age of sixteen. Now, in just a few years, in his late twenties, he has already established a system and become king. This is undoubtedly a legendary career unprecedented in ancient and modern times.

Wei Ye, who was among the military officers, was more excited than ever at the moment. He followed Zhao Cheng a long time ago. Although he is still guarding Lianshan, his official position is constantly rising.

And he is also the witness of Zhao Cheng's legend in the past few years. From the time when a group of people were chased and killed by Wu Yuan to the end, to now, Nanhuang bowed his head, and the world is not far away. From the dazed fear between the two to the eminence of Wuhuama Qianjinqiu, his life's honor and disgrace have already been deeply tied to this striding forward person in front of him.

Before he knew it, he had tears in his eyes.

Thinking back to the time when he joined the army, the old mother at home just entrusted him to live a good life, and didn't want him to make any achievements.

He also thought about the dangers of war, how many times he had brushed shoulders with death when he started as a big soldier, and he never thought about the future at that time, let alone that he would be able to be as prominent as he is today.

All kinds of emotions were brewing in the heart, and finally settled, and in the end, they just turned into an emotion that a scholar would die for his confidant.

"Cough cough cough!"

In Yingtian City, Wu Qi woke up with a cough, barely sat up, took a few breaths, and finally felt better.

Looking at the sky outside for a long time, he suddenly remembered that today is the time when Zhao Chengjian becomes king.

It is said that building high walls, accumulating food widely, and becoming king slowly. The reason for becoming king slowly is because in troubled times, whoever becomes king first will become the target of public criticism. Not only the court will come to beat you, but even those heroes They will also give priority to hitting you. If you hit you, not only will you have a reputation, but you will also have a lot of territory.

But with the current situation of Ying Tian Army, there is no need to slow down the claiming of the king. As Huang Tian's old department, Ying Tian Army is fundamentally at odds with the imperial court. The sooner, the sooner the system is established, the more all the officials and military under him can be united as one, and the faster the people under the rule can return to their hearts.

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

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

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

Wu Qi murmured, although he had already accepted his fate, but at this moment, he still 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, he still had some strength in his body and possessed good martial arts, so he did not die suddenly on the spot, but was captured.

After the capture, Zhao Cheng did not kill him, but instead sent the captured Wu family members to Wu Qi's side.

Of course, these Wu family children were all the ones who had never done evil, and had a history of bullying men and women, and they were killed at that time.

After such a period of time, Li Tonghai came to lobby in person, but he let Wu Qi take the blame and make meritorious deeds, and started teaching classes and teaching the art of war.

If it was the moment when he was just captured, Wu Qi would definitely have died. Wu Qi's fighting spirit was defeated.

After his 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 have to plan for future generations. If you vote for it, your descendants will also belong to turning away from the dark and turning to the light. Although they used to be enemies, they are no longer after you vote.

Otherwise, your descendants will be rebels forever. Although they can live, they will definitely not be able to recover forever. The guilt on their bodies may not be washed away in the next hundred or ten generations.

After such a strong statement, Wu Qi finally compromised.

Such a man of strong bones, who was not afraid of death at all, and his heart is as firm as iron, even if the whole family dies, he wants to fight with Zhao Cheng, so he chooses to kneel down.

This was something that he couldn't have imagined at the proud moment of his life in the past.

During this period of time, sometimes he also thought that maybe the real Wu Qi had already died in the golden iron horse that night, and the one who survived was another person.

"A great ambition spreads its wings, a few joyful dreams, and a new beginning, all dreams are empty..."

Wu Qi murmured.

In the past, whenever he woke up, a waiter would come forward to serve him, but now, there is nothing left, the glory and wealth are gone, and even his first wife has to rely on weaving to subsidize the family .

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

Up to now, he has no grand plans and ambitions. He only thinks that in the remaining time, he can accumulate some merits for future generations, so that the lives of future generations will be easier, so that his never-touching spring water Fa wife, after he left, he could relax a bit.

The former lion is no longer there, and now there is only a domestic dog, but Wu Qi is a little bit happy.

"Wang Nanhuang, Wang Nanhuang..."

Wu Qi muttered, unknowingly, perhaps because of the pain in his body, he fell into a deep sleep again.

This time, he had a dream. In the dream, he was a golden and iron horse, swallowed thousands of miles, fought for several years, and finally unified the southern wilderness and realized his lifelong ideal. is defeated.

After he died of illness, Wu Yuan voted for Cao Zheng.

From the beginning to the beginning, it is empty again.

Wang Ye is too difficult, and there are so many heroes in the world. Even in his dream, the strength of his Wu family is only enough to carry a Nanhuang.

Unknowingly, tears have wet the pillow towel.