Summoning the Strongest Emperor of the Heavens

Inside Fengming City.

Lu Bing and his Jinyiwei had already left, while Jia Xu walked slowly to the pile of ashes left after the death of Yuming.

Slowly squatting down, Jia Xu put a little ashes on his fingers, rubbed it a few times, and sniffed.

It is indeed the ashes.

It seems that this 'Yuming' is indeed dead.

However, I don't know why.

Jia Xu still instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He has always believed in his own intuition, but from the perspective of the scene, 'Yu Ming' really has no vitality.

But then Jia Xu stopped thinking about it.

Even if he escaped with his life by some special means this time, he wouldn't have the time to trouble himself for the time being.

As for after recovery.

Heh, we're not standing still, and we're not sure who's going to trouble whom.

…………

On the battlefield under the White Feather Mountain.

With the tip of Yang Yansi's spear, he strangled a young general into a cloud of blood.

Speaking of which, he still knew this guy. He remembered that he seemed to be the young head of the Hongzhe tribe, called Hong Zifan.

(One of the two major tribes, but the sense of existence is too low! (???????))

At this moment, the 400,000 coalition forces have already collapsed.

And when Li Jue slashed Shuaiqi with a knife, when An Lushan sat down on his **** and killed the stand-in that Yuming had prepared for him.

The 400,000 army was completely defeated, and there was no power to recover.

The dispatch of the army failed, the soldiers trampled on each other, and the mad harvest of the Flying Bear Army and the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

At this moment, the army of 400,000 people is far more fragile than they imagined.

"We won, we won, I... won!"

Zhao Kuo murmured to himself with trembling lips, and heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart.

A reincarnation sounds like a long time, but to Zhao Kuo, it is not a long time.

He could never forget that last despair.

After coming to this world, although they didn't deliberately say anything to him, he actually knew very well.

He is already a joke of the ages, the talk of the world.

Is he really good?

In fact, sometimes even he himself thinks so.

But he was also unwilling in his heart.

But since God gave him another chance, he wanted to prove himself once.

This battle is not difficult, it may be easier to fight with that person, but for Zhao Kuo, this battle is of great significance.

"Old Zhao, you did a good job."

Under the setting sun, An Lushan, who came back from the battlefield, patted Zhao Kuo on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Zhao Kuo looked at An Lushan's bright smile, and his expression gradually became distorted.

"Take your hand away! The blood is on my armor!"

Under the afterglow of the sunset, Zhao Kuo's hysteria and An Lushan's hearty laughter.

…………

Kaiyang City.

Since Fengming City won the first battle, Liu Yan returned to Kaiyang City.

At this time, Kaiyang City had already regained its former vitality, and even more than a few points.

"How many have surrendered now?"

Liu Yan sat half leaning and half leaning, and said lightly with drooping eyelids.

"Reporting to the lord, the two major tribes have already sent Jiang Shu, but the Xu family is very tough. As for the Yu family and the Feng family, they didn't respond, but the sons of Du Shaofeng and Song Guan came to intercede in person."

Jia Xu said calmly, although the overall situation of Feng Ming's first battle has been decided, it is clear that these local families still need some time to digest.

"No wait, let Huaxiong go to the Yu family and the Feng family. Kill the head of the Xu family and send the head over there. As for the two major tribes, let them come and pick them up in person for three days."

Liu Yan's words were calm and murderous, but he couldn't have the patience to spend any more time in the southern border and these aboriginal families.

Whether they can digest it is out of their control, but Liu Yan is already prepared, and it will be bad if they hold back.

A chill flashed across Jia Xu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of cruelty.

"No!"

At this moment, Lu Bing came in from outside the house.

"My lord, the messenger of King Sheng has arrived."

…………

Shengjing.

Inside the palace, in the warm pavilion.

Chu Yi, wearing a heavy fur coat, sat cross-legged in front of the fireplace.

"Has the messenger arrived?"

Chu Yi put both hands by the stove to keep warm, and said expressionlessly.

The big **** on the side lowered his head and said:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I estimate that the time should be here."

Chu Yi nodded and said:

"Let's pass King Yunlan into the palace."

The big **** answered with hand in hand:

"Yes."

After the **** left, Chu Yi, who was still ruddy, turned pale instantly.

"Hey, you're still holding on."

With a long sigh, a figure appeared behind Chu Yi.

"Uncle Luo, huh, this is the first time I've called you that?"

Chu Yi smiled bitterly and said softly.

"You should rest."

This Uncle Luo ignored Chu Yi's words and continued.

"How can I rest? How can I rest?"

Chu Yi shook his head, his pale face had no trace of blood.

"Abdicate, I'll take you out of here, go to the Zhan family, or go to those dynasties, or even imperial dynasties, to seek medical treatment, and it will definitely save you."

Uncle Luo was a little excited, but Chu Yi could only respond with a wry smile.

"I want to ask Zhan? I don't even ask them to die. As for going outside to seek medical treatment, I can't last that long, so I might as well not bother."

Chu Yi paused, then continued: "And now Dasheng is so chaotic, Qi'er can't stand it."

Uncle Luo was silent. He understood Chu Yi's concerns, and he was destined to let go of some things.

"That's it, that's it, what do you think of this Liu Yan? He has completely integrated Southern Border in two years. This person is far more powerful than his father."

Chu Yi pondered for a moment and said:

"This person is a great talent~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but it still needs to be tested. I have sent the messenger to Kaiyang to restore his marquis and appoint him as Mingzhou (Southern Xinjiang) state shepherd."

Uncle Luo raised his brows and said, "You want to test him?"

Chu Yi nodded and said:

"That's right, if he takes over the position of Zhou Shepherd, I can test it in the second step. If he refuses to accept it... I'll ask Uncle Luo to take action."

When Uncle Luo heard the words, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This step of Chu Yi's temptation is indeed feasible.

Liu Yan took over the position of state shepherd. Although he was a senior official in the frontier, it was a bit presumptuous to take over as a marquis, but after all, Liu Yan was now the first prince in southern Xinjiang.

There is nothing wrong with taking this position.

But if Liu Yan refused, it would be ill-conceived.

A prince who can endure is the most terrifying prince.

"Dasheng has been outdated for too long, and the hidden dangers are already accumulated and difficult to return. It is a good thing to have such a person to control the southern border for me at this time."

Of course, Chu Yi was afraid of Liu Yan. How could he be at ease with such a prince on his couch?

It's just that he has no choice.

Dasheng's several dynasties left too many hidden dangers, and with Chu Yi's current situation, he was helpless.

Liu Yan's existence can help Chu Yi to control the farthest and most troublesome southern border.

From this point, he really needs Liu Yan.

"But this person is by no means something in the pool. Sooner or later, he will become a threat to Dasheng."

Uncle Luo didn't think Liu Yan would honestly act as a watchdog for Chu Yi.

"I just need him not to rebel now."

There was determination in Chu Yi's eyes.

PS: Chapter 2 today.

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