Summoning the Strongest Emperor of the Heavens

Kaiyang City, within the Hou residence.

"Wenhe, Huaiying, what do you think?"

Liu Yan handed the imperial decree sent by Chu Yuanqi to the two of them.

"For Chu Yuanqi, this is helpless, but for the lord, this is indeed a God-given opportunity."

Jia Xu had a happy expression on his face after reading the imperial decree.

On the side, Di Renjie also smiled.

"Okay! Send the order and ask Hua Xiong to rectify his troops and horses. We will leave today!"

Liu Yan couldn't wait.

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On the battlefield of Chizhou.

The twilight was drowsy, and Song Ji, who was dressed in military armor, looked at King Yunlan's camp opposite, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"The whole army obeys orders! Charge!"

With a loud shout, the next moment behind Song Ji, tens of thousands of soldiers with spears charged towards the camp of King Yunlan's army.

At this moment, when a soldier rushed into the camp, several birds flew out of the camp.

The experienced Song Ji instantly sensed something was wrong.

not good!

This is an ambush!

It is common knowledge among soldiers that the birds fall into the empty camp, and the appearance of the few birds just now shows that this is an empty camp.

But before Song Ji called out that it was an ambush, he heard the whistling sound of arrows breaking through the air behind him, and the soldiers screamed in pain.

"Song Ji, today is your day of death!"

A stern shout sounded behind Song Ji's ears, when Song Ji turned around subconsciously.

In front of him, I saw a valiant young general riding a splendid white horse, rushing towards him with a bright silver spear.

The white horse is like the wind, and in just a moment, the two figures pass by.

The young general's spear danced with a spear in the sunset.

Standing on the horse, the bright silver spear pointed out, and a little bright red slowly dripped.

Song Ji, who stood stiff and erect, slowly lowered his head and saw the blood hole in his chest, his eyes were a little blurry.

At the last moment of his life, there was only one word in his heart.

Zhao Kuo, your uncle!

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At this time, the edge of the Chizhou battlefield.

Zhao Kuo led his army and watched the chaos indifferently.

"General Zhao, did we just sell Song Ji like this?"

Zhuo Jun was still puzzled by Zhao Kuo's decision. In his opinion, the best outcome should be to let Song Ji and the Yunlan King consume each other, and they would benefit from it.

"Sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight was the plan before. Now the time has come, we should go down the mountain and fight in person."

Zhao Kuo sneered, then turned the horse's head.

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After Song Ji died in battle, the army that lost Song Ji's commander quickly collapsed in front of King Yunlan.

King Yunlan rode on a horse and stood on a small hill, watching the army of the dynasty fleeing everywhere, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.

He could almost see that after losing the 600,000 army, Chu Yuanqi would have no resistance against him.

Brother Wang, will you be angry when you see it?

But my younger brother has no choice. Yuan Qi has no choice for me.

For the sake of my brothers and sisters, I have no choice.

At this moment, Chu Yuanhong was holding a **** head in his hand and walked quickly to King Yunlan's side.

"Father, we won!"

Chu Yuanhong couldn't hide his excitement in his words, and the head in his hand was the head of the general Song Ji.

King Yunlan didn't speak, but silently watched the battle situation in the distance.

"By the way, did you meet Zhao Kuo's army?"

King Yunlan suddenly asked.

"This, it seems not."

Chu Yuanhong frowned and thought for a while, then replied.

"Sure enough."

King Yunlan sighed, his eyes slowly turned to the south.

Liu Yan, Marquis of Kaiyang, what exactly do you want to do?

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Outside Shengjing City, Murong Shi's military camp.

Inside the tent, Murong Shi kicked a general to the ground.

"Trash! We are so strict, you can actually let Chu Yuanqi's people escape from your area, you are damned!"

Murong Shi said stern words while stepping on the general's limbs with his feet.

The mournful wailing could be heard by people in half the camp, but it seemed that everyone was used to it, and there was no curiosity or strangeness at all.

Finally, about half an hour passed, and the wailing finally subsided.

The guards outside the door also came in, and skillfully pulled the immature general who had been tortured out of the tent.

At this moment, Murong Shi's cold voice came from inside the tent.

"Take him down to feed the dog."

"No!"

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In Shengjing City, Fengxianju.

Compared with the tragic offensive and defensive battles on the tower, everything was business as usual in Fengxianju.

During the war, the store was naturally not open, and two figures were playing chess on the top floor of the pavilion.

"Mr. Qin, your game is really interesting. I've never seen it before."

Ning Xuanwu sighed while watching Go. Although he had never played it before, he could feel the mystery of this never-before-seen Go.

"Well, this game is very interesting."

Qin Zhaoran's complexion was still a little less **** and looked a little pale.

At this moment, a young girl walked in with a bowl of medicine.

"Sir, the medicine is ready."

Qin Zhaoran glanced at it and said, "Well, put it there."

The girl handed out the medicine bowl and left the room.

"Is this girl the assassin at the enthronement ceremony?"

Ning Xuanwu looked at the figure of the girl leaving and asked.

"Yeah." Qin Zhaoran nodded, and then fell down.

"Is this girl from the Lu family?"

Speaking of which, Ning Xuanwu and Lu Zhe are some old friends.

"Forget it, her master Lu Chunshan is Lu Zhe's nephew, but she has nothing to do with Lu Zhe directly."

Qin Zhaoran squinted his eyes, and then fell again.

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"This is bringing wolves into the room!"

Above the main hall ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ old minister Situ Ying said with a heartache.

"The Marquis of Kaiyang has wolf ambitions. If he enters the capital, he will inevitably develop a heart of disobedience. Your Majesty must not let him enter the capital!"

At this time, on the throne, Chu Yuanqi looked at Situ Ying, who had a heartbroken face, and was quite a big head.

Situ Ying is an old official of the four dynasties. Although he is not as powerful as Su Chi, he is old enough. He is upright and has an excellent official voice, and is very popular among the people.

Chu Yuanqi could scold other ministers at will, but he was a little restrained in dealing with this old fellow.

"Okay! Mr. Situ, don't I know what you said? But what can I do at this moment? Now that Murong Shi's army is outside the city, can you, Mr. Boss, help me to retreat from the enemy? ?"

Chu Yuanqi's words were not polite, but for a while, the old official of the four dynasties was at a loss for words.

Indeed, as Situ Ying said, Liu Yan is indeed a wolf's ambition, but how dare you ask that the territorial official who held military power in the past dynasties did not order his own little Jiujiu.

But so what? This is almost over, the dead horse still has to be a living horse doctor, don't care if Liu Yan has wolf ambitions or not, but Murong Shikeng will definitely be.

And Chu Yuanqi also had his own plans in mind.

The Zongren Mansion didn't help him fight off Murong Shi, that's because they felt that whether Chu Yuanqi was the King of Sheng or Chu Kuo was the King of Sheng, they were the royal blood of their Chu family.

But that's not the case with Liu Yan. If Liu Yan showed any disrespect, could the Zongren Mansion still turn a blind eye?

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