Reborn Emperor Summoning System

After saying this, he stood up and walked towards Anshen Temple, followed closely by Nangong Xi. Watching the two figures entering the hall, Xiao Guizi quickly ran out of the palace.

A cup of tea.

Chu Feifan was dressed in a black gown, with a black iron sword hanging on his waist. He came outside the palace with Nangong Xi, who was dressed in white and snowy, beside him.

"General Meng, didn't I say that we should travel lightly and simply? Just a few of us go there on horseback. There is no need to bring so many soldiers and horses!"

"Your Majesty, although Wuyi Mountain is a royal horse farm, there are still a thousand soldiers and generals, and they were all subordinates of the traitor Liu Qing in the past. I am worried that they will be detrimental to the Emperor." Meng Ye looked worried, with a look in his eyes.

There was a sharp cold light flashing, and the voice said firmly.

"It doesn't matter, as long as they are still my Zichu soldiers, I am not afraid that they will cause trouble, so I will take four generals and everyone else back to the barracks to continue training!"

A look of helplessness appeared on Meng Ye's cheek. Since Chu Feifan insisted on this, he could only ask the general behind him to lead the soldiers back to the military camp.

"Set off!"

Chu Feifan gave an order, and everyone jumped on their horses and rushed outside Ziwei City. Along the way, the city was bustling with excitement, and the people's faces were filled with joy.

Later, after Xiao Guizi inquired, I learned that the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue issued three edicts from the emperor, exempting taxes for three years, governing the country with strict laws, and no longer being suppressed by the three surrounding countries. Whenever a war starts, we must fight and never give in.

Each of the three edicts deeply impacted the hearts of the people. They knew that if the emperor governed the country like this, Zichu would become stronger sooner or later.

The people in the city praised Chu Feifan endlessly. They never thought that in their lifetime, there would be such a wise king in Zichu who cared about the safety of the people.

With the promulgation of the three edicts, even the place where Xiao Heng, the Minister of War, was recruiting troops, was crowded with people. The young and middle-aged people in Ziwei City wanted to join the army and contribute their modest efforts to Zichu.

In addition, Chu Feifan's nine-kill ban had long been circulated among the people. Aspiring young people in the city knew that the emperor would not avoid relatives in punishments and would not neglect rewards. They were all eager to make contributions in the army and be appreciated by the emperor, so that they could seek an official position.

As he passed through Ziwei Imperial City, Chu Feifan felt a strong sense of pride in his heart as he looked at the happy faces of the people in the city.

"As long as the monarch and his ministers are united and the people support him, why should I fear the other three kingdoms?"

.............

"drive!"

"drive!"

Outside Ziwei Imperial City, the sound of horse hooves on the official road rumbled like thunder, and a thick cloud of dust rose up after everyone rushed past, like an earth dragon wreaking havoc on the official road.

"General Meng, how far is it from Wuheng Mountain to the Imperial City?"

"Your Majesty, Wuheng Mountain is a hundred miles away from the Imperial City. We can ride there on horseback and it will only take an hour at most!" Meng Ye said with a calm expression and a calm voice.

"Okay, hurry to Wuheng Mountain and settle the matter of the war horses early. We will also go to the Sihai Chamber of Commerce." Chu Feifan nodded gently, with a sharp gaze in his eyes, and said in an urgent voice.

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

The sound of rumbling horse hooves disappeared in the sky, and the figures of everyone turned into a ray of light and disappeared above the official road.

An hour later, everyone came to the foot of Wuheng Mountain. Chu Feifan suddenly looked up and saw a green forest. The sound of birds chirping could be heard endlessly, there were countless green trees and strange flowers, and the air was filled with a rich fragrance.

The fragrance of strange flowers.

"Your Majesty, this is Wuheng Mountain, and a few miles ahead is the Royal Racecourse!" Meng Ye looked alert, with cold gleams in his eyes. He turned around and looked around, and said in a respectful voice.

"It's a really nice place. It would be a waste to raise horses here. General Meng, when you go back, you will find someone to build a barracks here for me. This will be the place where Zichu soldiers will be trained from now on."

Chu Feifan's expression was solemn, with a touch of excitement in his cold eyes, and he said with a firm voice.

Although Meng Ye didn't know why Chu Feifan wanted to build the general's camp here, he knew that the emperor must have his own plan.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will start handling this matter when I return to the Imperial City!"

Dozens of people rode horses and arrived outside the racecourse in a short while. From a distance, the racecourse on Wuheng Mountain was well built, with towering fences, numerous wooden buildings, and stables and houses standing neatly on the ground.

"Xiao Guizi, come forward and report that the people are here to inspect and ask them to open the door and let them go!"

Xiao Guizi was about to step forward after receiving the order, when he saw the gate of the racecourse opened, and dozens of figures riding tall horses appeared, followed by hundreds of soldiers holding spears.

"Who is coming? This is a royal place. Please retreat quickly. If you dare to take another step forward, you will be killed!"

A domineering voice came, Chu Feifan raised his head and stared at the person who came, and saw that he was wearing purple-black armor, holding a purple-gold thunder king hammer, and underneath him was a black-red horse. He was tall and shiny.

, limbs strong.

There was a smile on Chu Feifan's lips, and a touch of excitement appeared on his cheeks. He stared at the young man in front of him with cold eyes, and the information about the visitor entered his mind instantly.

"Name: Pan Shaoan!"

"Age: eighteen years old!"

"Cultivation: the early stage of a warrior!"

"Mount: Nether Soul Chasing Horse?"

"Weapon: Purple Gold Thunder King Hammer!"

"Title: Little Overlord!"

"System evaluation: This person is loyal and courageous, has both civil and military skills, likes to challenge the strong, and is a rare general. It is recommended that the host subdue him."

"Haha, I didn't expect that there would be such a talented person hidden in the racecourse. God helps me!"

"Bold, your Majesty is here, and you don't hurry up to see him, but you are shouting here, how daring you are!" Meng Ye's expression was cold, his eyes were filled with anger, and he shouted in a domineering voice.

"emperor?"

"Then who are you? Do you have proof that the emperor has arrived? If I guess correctly, you should be sent by Xiao Heng. How dare you pretend to be the emperor? How bold and reckless!"

When Pan Shaoan heard that the emperor had arrived, he was startled at first, and then a look of doubt appeared on his cheeks. He thought to himself, why did the emperor suddenly come to Wuheng Mountain? Could these people have been sent by Xiao Heng?

"Pretending to be the emperor?"

Chu Feifan sneered, a look of helplessness appeared on his cheeks, and whispered in his heart.

"It seems that since I succeeded to the throne, many of Zi Chu's officers and soldiers don't know my true face. It's really sad!"

"I am General Meng Ye. Your Majesty is here, but you dare to utter such arrogant words without getting off your horse and being restrained!" Meng Ye said in an angry voice with anger rolling in his eyes.

"Meng Ye?"

"You are Zichu's most powerful general, Meng Ye!"

"Haha, I've heard about you for a long time, and today I'm going to see who is more powerful, you Meng Ye, or I, Pan Shaoan, let's see!"

Pan Shaoan couldn't help but rush forward on horseback, holding the Purple Gold Thunder King Hammer tightly with both hands. A strong wind hit him, and the extremely powerful hammer floated down in the air and struck Meng Ye.

"not good!"

Chu Feifan screamed secretly. He knew that everything happened between stars and flints. Even if Meng Ye blocked now, it would be impossible to block Pan Shaoan's blow, and he would be seriously injured. Now the battle between Zichu and Fengyun is about to break out.

At this juncture, a battle-hardened warrior like Meng Ye must not have any surprises.

This is the thought.

Chu Feifan's figure rose into the air, drew out the long sword from his waist, stood up on his toes, and quickly rushed towards Pan Shao'an.