The Human Emperor

Chapter 1 705

Wang Chong took the letter and opened it. The lines of text were like a knife and a chisel, and the paper was back through the paper.

"The word shows Wang Chong:

If you see this letter, it means that I have already suffered..."

Seeing the first line of the letter, Wang Chong suddenly stopped.

At that moment, Wang Chong’s heart was steep and swaying. There are two letters left to himself during his life, which is a bit of an accident. From the letters he left behind, he seems to have expected that he would encounter unexpected events.

But how is it possible!

Wang Chong’s heart moved and continued to look down.

"... Today, the Holy Emperor retired, it was the autumn of many things. I used to sleep day and night, deeply thinking, always feeling a lot of worry, now the Confucianism is heavy, the military style is small, and the East Palace has the meaning of the eyes. The former, Anxi Dadu The Ming dynasty darkened, transferred to the capital, and there was a sunset event. The northern court was guarded by the sorrow of the Anshun. Today, these great changes, the former dynasty is unheard of, but the rest of the day is thinking, looking at the Kyushu, always feel this far Unfinished. Donggong wants the world, but the Anxi and Beiting two towns are still far from enough."

"The world's six towns and horses, the West is a reserve source, less than the East Palace weight, Youzhou Zhang Dadu, the heart of the nine generations, is not a glimpse of the generation, the East Palace is difficult to succeed, the remaining two towns in the southwest of Beidou, southwest border Mengshe, If you want to return to the division, you will have to cross the land of the Beidou. Therefore, you want to move southwest and move the Beidou first. Among the six towns, the only thing that can be moved in the East Palace is the Beidou!"

Seeing these two lines of words, Wang Chongxi stood there and couldn't speak for a long time.

When the sunset palace event broke out, the world shook, and everyone was attracted by the 100-year-old and the North Court, and even Wang Chong was attracted by this unprecedented event. However, no one thought that at that time, Goshen Han had already judged that the East Palace would start with himself.

Known all over the world, Beidou Wuyong, but not many people know that Ge Shuhan turned out to be like a hair, meticulously.

"The husband is dead, and the brother is dead. It is not enough. There is only one thing that is unforgettable. Nowadays, the Tang Dynasty is restrained by Confucianism, with less than 300,000 troops, and the surrounding food, the East and West, the Uzbek, the Goguryeo Empire. It’s a tiger’s eye, a big talk about Qinling, a singer’s singer, a singer’s sorrow, a sorrowful sorrow, and a sultry sorrow, and the sultan is a tiger and wolf. Now the countries are taming, like a beast, just waiting for the hunt, the future countries. There must be a joint effort. At that time, Datang was in jeopardy. In the West, although the Great Food Empire was defeated and its vitality was not lost, the next day will have its time to retreat. The Datang internal and external troubles, self-defeating, crisis, and now the only ones who can rely on it. Only public."

"After I die, I don't have to send it, I don't have to investigate. In any case, I must remember that I have to bear the burden of humiliation. Kyushu is the most important thing. In the future, I will only rely on the public..."

Seeing the handwriting in his hand, Wang Chong was heavy in his heart and could not speak for a long time. Putting the letter in his hand, Wang Chong quickly opened the second letter.

"Everything I expected, they really started! Those people are coming to my position, I don't have much time..."

Wang Chong was shocked to see the text on the second letter. The second letter is completely different from the first letter. The above handwriting is very scribbled, and it is particularly confusing. It seems that it is rushed to write in a very urgent situation.

"How can this be?!"

Wang Chong’s heart shook a bit. From the content on the letterhead, this letter was actually the moment before Goshen’s hands-on, and he wrote it in a hurry. But how is this possible?

Wang Chong jumped in his heart and hurriedly continued to look down.

"Gao Shu was stationed in Daixi for a lifetime, and he was conscientious. Today, the deadline is approaching. Ge Shu has long been faintly alive and dead. Now there is only one thing that can’t be assured..."

"The life of Ge Shu is the wish, only the country is stable, Jiuzhou Taiping..."

"Ghu Shu is a Hu person, but with one heart to Tang, this thought has never been shaken..."

"Wang Chong, Datang entrusted to you..."

The contents of the letter were written here and they stopped. The last line of writing became unrecognizable. At the end of the letterhead, there was a long line of ink drawn by a brush. It seemed that those people had broken into the room of Goshen and started to work.

After that, nothing happened.

Looking at the last embarrassment of the letter from the Shu Shuhan letter, Wang Chong’s nose was sour and only felt uncomfortable in his heart. Even at the last moment of life, Goshenhan is not mourning himself, but the homeland, the mountains and rivers.

Looking at the vigorous and powerful handwriting in his hand, and then looking at the already cold, but still majestic body in the coffin, Wang Chong gripped his fist and grasped his fist. There was a deep admiration in his heart. There is even more endless sorrow.

The body in the coffin is the fearless commander of this empire, and the real hero!

In any case, this should not be his final outcome!

"The general, rest assured, I will complete your wish!"

Wang Chong looked at Ge Shuhan in the middle of the sigh, and his heart secretly said.

"You can rest assured that in any case, I will definitely return your general to a truth!"

Wang Chong looked back and quickly looked at the people around him, looking firm.

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

When I heard Wang Chong’s words, for a time, in the hall, everyone was very excited, and even burst into tears.

"Hey!"

It was said that it was too late, at this time, a burst of screaming sound suddenly came from outside the city, accompanied by bursts of crowds and the roar of the Northern Army.

"what happened?"

Upon hearing this voice, Wang Chong immediately frowned and looked back at the temple. The generals of the Northern Army in the main hall also stood up and their eyes were full of anger.

Today is the day of the Beidou general Ge Shuhan. All the Beidou and the Daixi people are gathered here. The deceased is big and squats at the funeral. This is a disrespect for General Gossou and the entire Beidou.

"Report!"

It was also a moment of time, a Beidoujun warrior wearing a filial filial piety dragged a long squat and rushed in from the outside:

"A team of Uz Tibetans was found outside, saying that they are going to worship the generals and are coming here!"

"what?!"

"They are so bold, they dare to appear at this time!"

When I heard the soldier’s words, all the generals in the hall were full of anger:

"Come, come and order me, kill all the Uz Tibetans, and use their blood to pay for the generals!"

The Uzbek Tibetans are the feuds of the Northern Army. The death of General Gossou is a bit of a doubt. These Uzbek Tibetans can’t get rid of the relationship. It is definitely one of the suspects. No matter who is coming, dare to be disrespectful at the funeral of the general, there is only one dead road!

"Yes!"

A few of the soldiers of the Beidou Army were stunned, and they said nothing, carrying weapons and immediately went outside. But before they even walked a few steps, a majestic voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wait!"

Wang Chong frowned and suddenly spoke:

"Don't worry, just a handful of people, still can't look down on any storms, go out and see what these Uz Tibetans want to do!"

The sound did not fall, Wang Chong immediately stepped forward and went out.

Inside the hall, the public will hesitate for a moment, look at each other, finally nodded and followed.

When Wang Chong went out from the mourning hall, the shackles outside the city grew bigger and bigger, accompanied by a sound of Uzbek Tibetan language. When Wang Chong went over, he finally saw the Uzbek Tibetans.

There are about twenty Uzbek Tibetans who appear outside the city of Datu, and they ride on the green horses one by one, but they are taller and stronger than the ordinary green horses. All the Uzbek Tibetans were dressed in armor, and they were posing a defensive formation, and around them, the densely-colored Beidou soldiers surrounded these people around the circle, and the dense swords and swords were all aimed at them. It seems to be ready at any time.

"Kill them!"

"Get rid of these Uz Tibetans!"

There was a lot of screaming in the air, and the surrounding Beidou soldiers and the Daixi people seemed very excited. If it was not for this matter that they needed to report up and wait for the orders of the seniors of the Beidou Army, I am afraid that these Uzbek Tibetans have already had no bones.

"The general is coming!"

Suddenly, when Wang Chong and others came out, the surrounding Beidou soldiers had to retreat a circle, but the weapons in their hands were still aligned with the 20-member Uzang squad. The atmosphere was tight and there was no slightest Relax.

Wang Chong walked through the crowd and walked toward the group of Uzbek Tibetans, taking a careful look while walking.

Not an ordinary Uzbek military!

Wang Chong just glanced at him and immediately flashed a thought in his mind. The Uzbek Tibetan named the first was very different from other Uzbek Tibetans. He wore a red armor and his armor was domineering. According to Wang Chong's understanding, this kind of armor can only be used by the Wangdu Guards of the Uzbek Empire and the personal officers of the Tibetan King.

"Oh la la!"

At the same time that Wang Chong led the generals of the Northern Army, the group of Uz Tibetans also noticed the movement here. I don’t know what the red-red armored martial artist named the first said, the next moment, all the Us The Tibetans threw the weapons in their hands and threw them on the ground.

"In front, the Tang Dynasty is the king of the Tang Dynasty?"

At this time, the head of the Uzang, who was the first, suddenly shouted loudly, the voice was weird, but the Tang language was used.

"Exactly!"

Wang Chong responded, and the heart jumped abruptly. At that moment, thousands of thoughts rushed through the chest. Wang Chong seemed to think of something, but did not say much.

"In the Lower Uzbek Empire, the Japanese official Pagel, we only came for General Gossou this trip, no malicious, please see the king!"

The man was in a ritual, his voice was loud, and his voice was ringing.

"What big Japanese officer, who will let you come!"

"You don't have to fake it, give me a roll!"

Around the four, everyone's snoring sounds one after another, one by one emotionally excited. However, just in the place of three or four steps away from the dialect, Wang Chong did not pick a brow.