The Human Emperor

Chapter 1 375

There is no day for the kingdom, but every time the vision of the day, when the king changes to the Lord, there will be a heavenly gloom, the stars are bleak, and the situation cannot be measured. It is necessary to wait until the appearance of the star to restore the Qingming.

"No, it’s just that the world is not a big sign, it’s a bad omen!"

Mr. Yinshan muttered to himself, and the whole face changed.

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"Snapped!"

At about the same time, in the middle of the capital, after the middle of the night, I don’t know how much rest in peace, the fortune teller who is studying the path of the Yijing Buddhism, slammed the bamboo stick in his hand.

"Not good! Not good! Tsui, packing up, we will open the door tomorrow morning, and leave immediately!"

An old man with a blind eye suddenly stood up, and the whole person was shocked and shouted.

This night is bound to be difficult to calm down!

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At the same time, the southwest of the Royal Palace, not far from the exotic Wangfu, is brightly lit, Wang Chong is looking at the topographic map of Datang in front of a sandalwood table. His brows were wrinkled and his eyes were very dignified.

When Zhao Fengchen was defeated and the 100,000 banned army entered the hands of the great emperor, the situation has become extremely unfavorable. Wang Chong knows that the big prince is really ready for everything, but the three kings in his memory may be at any time. arrival.

"call!"

Suddenly, there was no sign of the slightest wind, and a strong wind swept past the sky. Immediately afterwards, the entire outer palace was over, and countless roof tiles suddenly screamed.

"this is……"

Wang Chong's heart moved, put down a red flag in his hand, and raised his head subconsciously. The next moment, it seemed to be what he felt. Wang Chong turned and slowly walked out of the hall.

Outside the gate, the wind whistling, the night is deep, this time is already late at night, according to the truth, it should be the silence of the heavens and the earth, but silent, but in the night, Wang Chong hears far and near, countless shit.

A family of lights lit up, and many people were awakened by this restless shit.

The atmosphere is filled with a feeling of depression and uneasiness.

Wang Chong looked up and saw the starry sky, dark clouds, seemingly more dark than usual.

At that moment, Wang Chong faintly felt something.

"Hey!"

Almost at the same time, a roar, the sound of the stone of destiny suddenly sounded in Wang Chong’s mind.

"Warning, world events! The chaos of the Three Kings entered the final stage, began to count down, the stars were obscured, the heavens and the earth changed hands. The host must stop the civil strife at any cost, if the Holy Emperor died, deduct the host's one million fate energy points. In addition, if the world event Three Kings chaos affects the host 'real dragon plan', if Li Heng dies, the real dragon plan fails, and the host completely obliterates!"

"From now on, the host has only seven days of preparation time, and the countdown begins!"

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The wind whistled, and outside the gate, Wang Chong stood there motionless, and his robes were hunted and danced in the wind.

"It’s finally started!"

Wang Chong looked up and looked up at the dark sky, his heart secretly. Nothing can be seen in the night, but Wang Chong’s heart is filled with countless rapids.

Along the way, I have gone through countless thorns of fire, frustrated the crisis again and again, and finally reached the most important turning point of this empire.

The direction of history is unstoppable. Even if Wang Chong does his best, the biggest turmoil in this Tang dynasty is still in the dark, and under the influence of various forces, it has come to where it should appear. "Hungry for three thousand miles, the crown of 70,000", this chaos that empties the internal strength of Datang's internal power, is still coming!

It’s just different from the one who was a guest in the past, and now he has the strength to change all of this and let go.

Whether it is the Great Emperor, or Hou Junji, or those mysterious black men, this world, they will never let them succeed.

"Chu Que!"

Wang Chong held his hand and stood against his door, suddenly opening his mouth.

Behind him, there was silence. After a while, a young figure came out of the darkness and bowed down with respect and respect.

"Below!"

"Pass me to order, ready to summon soldiers and horses!"

Wang Chong’s voice is faint, not high or low, but it reveals an inexplicable shock. Behind him, Zhang Que was shocked, but there was no hesitation in the answer.

"Subordinate to obey!"

The sound has not fallen, and the bird has retired with respect. Just a few moments later, oh la la, countless homing pigeons flew into the sky and scatter into the depths of the night sky.

In this seemingly dull and unremarkable late night, not many people know that the fate of the entire empire has changed, slowly turning to a direction that is destined to be fierce, but unspeakable.

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The moon fell, and the night was over.

When the sky in the east lights up, for many people, this is a normal, faint day, but I don't know that the whole empire has become completely different from before.

In the far north, the North Court is the guard house.

The wind whistling, the grass is deep, and the recent sunset palace event still has a trace of charm here, but for the entire North Court, the influence is far less profound.

An Sishun is not the first big guard of the North Court, and it is not the last one. For the northern army, which is mainly composed of Hu people, all Hu people have become accustomed to obeying orders from the Tang Dynasty. No matter who the court is appointed, there will be no big difference for the Hu people here.

“All the adults, why do you come here every day to look south?”

The black northern court flag fluttered, and in the deep grass, there was a voice of an orange man.

"Because I am waiting for someone!"

Among the trees, there was a rough voice, which was different from that of the Hu, which had a hint of Han Chinese accent.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"The time is up, you will understand!"

The voice of the Han population sounds again.

"call!"

A strong wind blew, and the deep vegetation separated, revealing a figure behind. The man is about forty or fifty years old, and his face is short and thick, like a steel needle.

But the most intriguing thing is the pair of bronze bell-like eyes, paired with a pair of dark-colored eyebrows, deep and sharp, giving people a sense of ambition and ambition.

From the figure and face of this person, this is obviously a Han Chinese, but on his body, there is still a strong Hu characteristics and temperament.

General Wolf Smoke, Zhang Zheng!

An Sishun was escorted into Beijing, and after entering the dungeon, Zhang Zheng, who had been competing with Wang Chong for the position of Daxi in the west of the country, successfully took over this position and became the new Beiting Dadu.

Zhang Zheng is well-known in both Beiting and Anton. He has also cooperated with the guardian of An Dong, and he has also made a lot of credit. It is a typical kind of good war. Among the Han generals, Zhang Zheng is also rare and proficient in Hu language, and can simultaneously control the top generals of the Hu people.

However, for many courtiers, Zhang Zheng is the most famous, I am afraid he is another identity, - the prince of the big prince!

Among the numerous generals and generals of the frontiers, Zhang Zheng, the general of the wolf smoke, was the first military commander to rely on the great emperor. It was rumored that when the great emperor Li Wei first began to go to the side of the battle more than ten years ago, Zhang Zheng was his guard general.

Zhang Zheng once saved the life of the great emperor, which is also the origin of the relationship between the two, even the Holy Emperor is the default.

When I was talking, a burst of wings and wings suddenly came from the air. The other Hu people in the surrounding area had not reacted yet, but Zhang Zheng was a jump in his heart and raised his head sharply.

The next moment, I saw a golden cockroach pigeon, shaking its wings and swept from the southern sky towards Zhang Zhengfei.

Zhang Zheng stretched his right hand and caught the homing pigeon. His eyes swept over the golden dragon-shaped ankle ring on the right leg of the pigeon, and Zhang Zheng slammed in his heart.

"Hey!"

Zhang Zheng took the leggings from the legs of the pigeons, took out the letterhead from the golden cylinder of the finger thickness, and spread it out. It was just a glance, and the whole person's expression suddenly became completely different.

"I finally waited for this day!"

After reading the letter, a burst of laughter rose to the sky, Zhang Zheng took the letter in his hand, his face flushed, the whole person was very excited.

"Preach my command, the army gathers!!"

The next moment, the drums roared and the earth roared. With the command of Zhang Zheng, countless generals walked out of the military camp, the army gathered, and the rush of horseshoes rang through the plateau, and there was a strong atmosphere of war in the air.

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And almost at the same time, distant Xiqiao.

"Oh la la!"

A homing pigeon crossed the heavy space and landed in the most prominent city of Duba in Xiqiao. Despite the war, this ancient city is still magnificent and strong.

"Adult, the letter of the great prince!"

An old department of Daisy took the pigeon and removed the letterhead. It was a good delivery.

"Hey!"

On the high tower of the city of Datu, the wind whistling and whistling, and the low-calling call sign, the husband of Mon Lingcha, was in the easternmost position of the tower. Hearing this sentence, he raised his head and took it. Letters.

"Hehehe..."

With a low-pitched laughter, the temperament of the monk's body is surging, and a powerful wave of momentum is like a flame, erupting from his body:

"This long time, this seat has finally waited for this day!"

At that moment, Fu Meng Lingchao looked up and looked at the far east, the direction of the capital. At that moment, his eyes were stunned with a sharp sword.

With his own powerful strength and a loyal old Minxi department, Fu Meng Lingcha has successfully mastered this Beidou army and became a veritable empire.

"Wang Hou will have a kind of relationship with Ning, the great prince, I will definitely help you to climb the position of the Ninth Five-Year, I hope that you can also fulfill my promise, as for Wang Chong... This time, I must destroy you. Wan Duan!"

boom!

In the next moment, the letterhead of the hand was shocked into countless pieces, like snowflakes, falling from his fingertips.

Hey!

Just a moment later, a bleak horn sounded, the entire Xiqiao land, a war atmosphere.

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