NOVEL NEXT Chapter 8 Panic and Furious
"Draw a throne."
Zhe Lansu motioned for the concubine to pout her hips, but the latter covered her face and was reluctant to do so.
On the delicate snow-white skin, stroke by stroke, it is not very interesting to collide with the throne.
"Your Majesty, General Cai Qili's entire army has been wiped out." The guards outside the room hurriedly reported.
bang!
The pen in his hand suddenly fell, and Zhe Lansu froze there.
"How is it possible, absolutely impossible!"
He roared in shock, an unbelievable expression on his face.
"Go away!" He lifted his pants, kicked the concubine, and hurried out of the room.
Staring at the gray-faced guard, the imperial sanctions officer who ruled seven thousand miles raised his face and slapped the guard stunned.
"Lying about the military situation, I'll fuck your mother!"
Thunder roar resounded through the corridor, Zhe Lansu's expression became more and more distorted.
Several members of the think tank stood in the corridor, daring not to approach.
The atmosphere was terrifyingly suffocated, and after a long silence, Zhe Lansu finally regained the calm of the superior.
It's just a gloomy and gloomy look, like an iron tool gnawed by rust.
"Are you sure?" He glanced coldly at the staff.
One person lowered his head and said euphemistically, "Your Highness, it's not like the entire army was wiped out. There are still nearly 300 deserters, and Gu Changan is also dying."
"According to you, we won again, right?" Zhe Lansu smiled.
The staff did not dare to breathe, and the losses in this battle were heavy and shameful.
"The process." Zhelansu was expressionless.
"According to the surviving soldier's oral..." The staff informed the specific process of the battle in detail.
Speaking of the blood-red sword qi covering the desert like flames, the sword slashed out of the abyss, and the voices of the staff were trembling.
Is this Gu Changan a human or a devil?
The blue veins on Zhelansu's forehead burst out one by one. At this time, the concubine in the room urged innocently, "Master, continue."
"Chop her to feed the wolf!" After saying that, he walked quickly to the garden stone bench and sat down. The cold wind hit his nose, keeping his consciousness awake.
"Two thousand seven hundred sons!"
"A general who can fight well!"
"The royal princess!"
"Hehe, I'm faceless and skinless now."
Zhelansu gritted his teeth, trying his best to restrain the pain.
"Respect your anger, it's not your fault, it's just that Gu Changan is too evil."
"In order to defend his worthless spiritual beliefs, he has become a mad butcher and a bloodthirsty demon. He is really sad."
The staff were heartbroken and gave generous speeches.
"Don't hold your respect, I have to swallow all the humiliation alive." Zhe Lansu's voice was hoarse, and he glared at him:
"Block the news!"
"I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be difficult." One of the staff replied bravely, "The news has already spread."
boom!
Zhe Lansu smashed the stone table with one punch, exuding monstrous anger, and roared:
"Who dares to spread the word, slaughter his nine clans, and dig his ancestral graves!"
"Do you know what kind of impact the battle report will have when it spreads to the center of the empire and to the Central Plains of Divine Continent?"
The staff were silent.
As you can imagine, it is no less than nine thunders!
One person guarded the lonely city and slaughtered 3,000 people with one sword. It was horrifying just to hear it, and it was shocking to think about it.
When the news reaches the center, His Majesty the Heavenly God will definitely dismiss the position of the Sanctioned Venerable, and it is very likely that he will be sent to Purgatory together with his family.
And the Eastern Central Plains will be full of unimaginable vitality!
They know very well how tenacious this ancient civilization is. It has experienced both glory and decay. Once the vitality erupts at that time, the Great Barbarian Empire will be difficult to control.
Zhelansu threatened:
"Everyone is on the same boat, the helmsman drowns, and the passengers don't want to live."
"Follow your orders." All the staff said in unison.
Keep your mouth shut at all costs,
As long as the means are ruthless, it can still be done in the sparsely populated Western Regions.
"As for the foolish princess, I will find an excuse to report it to the Holy City." Zhe Lansu adjusted his mood and said coldly:
"Gucheng, the imperial cemetery, what to do next."
After a short pause, he was half helpless and half angry:
"If the city can be moved across the air, I beg Gu Changan to go to Mobei, go to the grasslands, as long as it is not in my territory, and he can stick to the Central Plains as he wants."
The staff were speechless and almost cried.
Gu Changan made him mentally disturbed, and he really responded to the sentence "it's easy to ask God to send him away".
Zhelansu took a deep breath, her tone sullen:
"I really need to ask the warlock to give me a glimpse of my fate. Will this life be planted in Gu Changan's hands?"
"Your Highness!" The staff stepped forward and said loudly:
"The deserters swore and told the humble post that as long as there were more than 1,000 soldiers to stabilize the morale of the army, they would definitely take Gu Changan's head."
Many people holding a group will offset the inner fear, and after that sword, Gu Changan, who is at the end of the sword, is the fish and meat in the knife, the turtle in the urn.
Zhelansu stared at him coldly, with a gloomy expression:
"Do you think soldiers are fallen from the sky? It doesn't require money to cultivate an iron army?"
"Don't look at the prestige of the seven thousand li sanctioner, if his subordinates are cleaned up, I will be a bullying dog when I return to the Holy City!"
The staff were stuck in their throats and dared not persuade them any more.
After venting anger, things have to be done.
Whether at the national level or individual gains and losses, isolated cities must be eradicated, which is a non-negotiable red line.
The key is that your superior is reluctant to consume his troops and horses. If an army of 10,000 rushes to the lonely city, the figure at the head of the city will also die of hatred.
"Would you like to persuade him to surrender?" The chubby goatee aide tried to say something, and then added:
"Since women don't want wealth and power, then search for the secrets of the rivers and lakes, or send him to the abyss of the holy city to learn the law in the place where the Tao of Heaven first came?"
Zhelansu stared at him and asked sharply:
"One person faces three thousand soldiers, you can't surrender, you dare to lie and the deity will kill you!"
The goatee was terrified, hesitated for a while, then murmured: "Down..."
In the face of that dark despair, there is no shame in surrendering, how could the mayfly have the courage to shake the tree in the sky.
"Gu Changan stepped up to the sword, this kind of determination that weeping ghosts and gods is shocking, we will be humiliating ourselves if we go to persuade us to surrender!"
Zhe Lansu gave him a fierce look, then wandered left and right, and continued:
"Your sentence in the rivers and lakes woke me up."
"I personally invite Fushang to take action, and I would rather owe Tianda's favor than eradicate the scourge of the lonely city."
Everyone looked at each other, and they all noticed the relaxed look in each other's eyes.
Peach Blossom Sword Fushang, one-handed swordsmanship is well-known in the holy city. It is said that he is a fourth-grade little master. Two years ago, he cultivated his sword qi in the Western Regions.
Not to mention that Gu Changan was injured, even when he was at his peak, he wouldn't even try to shake Fushang's hair.
It is the most difficult thing to owe favors to the rivers and lakes, because you don't know how much you should pay when repaying favors in the future.
But now the tragic situation, don't think about the future.
"Prepare the horse!" Zhe Lansu couldn't wait for a moment.
...
In a dimly yellow town, a "grain" banner hangs on the eaves of the shop, and several guys are lying on the table to eat.
"I heard that a monster was born in Qiuci City. The black linden's fangs are shaped like a scorpion. They engulfed the city and swallowed the essence of the world. Two thousand seven hundred sons died tragically in the mouth of the blood basin."
"Yeah, I thought that the great changes in the heavens did not spread to the Western Regions. Now it seems that it is difficult to escape in the world. I wonder if the monsters will leave the city."
"People are panicking, they can only trust the Zhelan adjudicator."
The guys were talking a lot, and their faces were gloomy, not sure if the rumors were true or not, in short, the outside world went wild.
One of the guys with a sallow complexion and deep bags under his eyes scooped up the thin cabbage soup from the dark bottom of the pot and swallowed it spoon by spoon.
"Shang Liu, what do you think?" The companion pushed him with his elbow.
The man named Shang Liu didn't notice it, and continued to scoop the cabbage soup. Not a drop was left in the bowl, and he repeated this action.
"Hey!" The blue-eyed, curly-haired companion patted his shoulder and joked, "Are you stunned too?"
"Ah..." Shang Liu woke up and said vaguely, "I've been too tired recently."
The companions held back their laughter, with pity in their eyes.
Serving the boss lady, it's not surprising!
"I'm taking a pee..." Shang Liu's face tightened, he put down the tableware and left the shop, walked a few alleys, leaning against the corner of the wall trembling.
It's not a monster, it must be Chang'an!
Changan did it!
Liu Shang burst into tears, and the tears could not be wiped away.
It was hard for him to imagine how Chang'an could defend the lonely city and how to kill 2,700 enemy bandits under that kind of despair.
"Turn the tide to fall, prop up the building on the broken beam, the spring breeze will be green again, and the nation will enjoy the rising sun again."
He cried and laughed, not knowing whether it was shock or sadness, Chang'an was too bitter and too bitter, no matter how long the darkness was, the light never went out.
"I want to pass Yumen Pass, I want to go to the Central Plains." Liu Shang clenched his fist and waved it a few times.
After successfully infiltrating the caravan, even though she had to serve the proprietress who weighed more than 200 pounds all day, even though she became the most humiliating male slave, this grievance was nothing compared to her will and faith.
Even if the road ahead is full of valleys and deep ravines, even if the desert is ten thousand miles away, he will never lack courage as long as he thinks of the white-robed figure in the lonely city.
The next business trip will be his only chance!