Fighter of the Destiny

King Xiang did not defect to Xue Lao City.

Even if he wanted to do this, no subordinate would follow him.

So to be precise, he didn't rebel, but rebelled.

He came to Kyoto with 20,000 troops prepared for war at Yongxue Pass and demanded that the Emperor abdicate.

Because of this news, the military camp became very chaotic. Many speeding horses appeared on the grassland, and many eyes fell on a certain tent of the West Route Army.

Isn't the Prime Minister seriously injured and recovering from his injuries? How could it suddenly appear in Kyoto, tens of thousands of miles away?

In addition to the cavalry command monitoring Xue Lao City, that evening all the generals of the human army, as well as important figures in the state religion and representatives of the practicing sects, gathered in the Chinese army camp.

God General Heming stood in front of the sand table, his face illuminated by the light, a bit uncertain.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong sat in the back and said nothing.

The tent was unusually quiet, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing until there was a sound outside.

A middle-aged man in disheveled clothes was escorted in, it was the Prime Minister.

Everyone was very surprised. After a closer look, they discovered that this man was very similar in appearance, body shape, and demeanor to King Xiang, but he was just a substitute.

Xiang Wang is a strong man in the sacred realm. Under his seemingly funny fat appearance, he has a hidden strong aura, but this substitute does not have it.

fraud!

A hateful curse sounded from somewhere.

From the moment it was confirmed that King Xiang was a substitute, everyone was certain that the news of the rebellion in the south was true.

At this time, many people remembered that in a battle north of Xingxing Gorge a few days ago, King Zhongshan fought bravely, but unfortunately was seriously injured and was sent back to the south.

The people in the camp looked at each other, trying to determine who had left and who stayed besides King Xiang and King Zhongshan.

There were three Chen family princes in the tent. Their faces were a little pale, not because they were worried that they would be suspected, but because they were sure that they were abandoned by the Prime Minister.

The faces of Peng Shihai and others were particularly ugly. They had a close relationship with King Xiang, and could even be considered close friends. Who would have thought that King Xiang had even hidden this from them.

He led his soldiers to fight bloody battles on the front line, while Xiang Wang and others led rebels to prepare to attack Kyoto. How could this contrast not be infuriating?

What do they want to do? Do you think changing dynasties is that easy?

Taoist Siyuan's eyes were very deep, looking at Peng Shihai like a ghost.

Peng Shihai snorted coldly and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Why is there no letter from Xunyang City?

Someone suddenly thought of a question.

Xunyang City is the base camp of the Northern Expedition to the Demon Clan. Everything from weapons, food and grass to replenishment of soldiers all starts here. The location is very important. After many considerations before the war, it was finally decided that Cao Yunping, a strong man from the Holy Domain who was trusted by all, would personally Sit down.

It was not too difficult for the Prime Minister to sneak back to Yongxue Pass to organize the rebels, but the rebels had to pass through Xunyang City if they wanted to reach Kyoto. With Cao Yunping's level of strength and the defenders of Xunyang City, even if the rebels cannot be eliminated, they can at least hold them back for a long time, and they will not even have time to issue a warning.

The rebellion should have happened for some time, and the silence in Xunyang City can only represent some very bad possibilities.

Someone saw Cao Yunping and the Prime Minister together with their own eyes.

Divine General Heming still looked down at the sand table and said seemingly casually: Just outside the city of Kyoto.

Listening to these words, the tent fell into silence again.

All the armies of the Zhou Dynasty were in front of Xue Lao City, and all the strong men were also here. When Cao Yunping also surrendered to the Prime Minister, no one could stop the rebels.

Kyoto has no city walls.

If you want to eliminate the rebellion and rescue His Majesty the Emperor, then withdrawing your troops becomes the only option. However, Xue Lao City is right in front of us, the city gate has been broken, and the demon clan is about to perish. If the human army retreats and the demon clan gets a chance to breathe, who knows how history will develop?

Who dares to take such responsibility?

It has to be said that the timing of King Xiang's rebellion was really too good, or rather too bad.

He wants to be an eternal sinner?

The sound of wheels crushing gravel came from outside the curtain, and at the same time there was an old voice.

Mrs. Tang walked into the camp and looked at the stand-in for the Prime Minister with a very indifferent look, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Everyone knows that no matter what the final outcome of this matter is, this person will never survive.

The stand-in for King Xiang got up from the ground, straightened his clothes, looked at Mr. Tang and said with a smile: You are wrong.

He had naturally been prepared to die for a long time, but he was able to act so calmly, which was a bit cool.

Of course the prince does not want his own affairs to affect the eternal foundation of the human race.

The Prime Minister's substitute looked around and said: He asked me to tell you that before you enter Xue Lao City and burn down the Demon Palace, the army will never step into Kyoto.

Peng Shihai said sternly: What if we return south immediately? Is he going to do something treacherous? Does he want to threaten us with this?

The Prime Minister's substitute said sternly: Wrong again! The prince said that if you really choose to return south, then he will capture you without any help, but he will look down on you.

There were several dry laughs in the tent, and then stopped quickly, because this was not the time to laugh, and because if you think carefully, there was a chill in the words.

Does the prince really think he will succeed?

God General Heming raised his head, stared into the substitute's eyes and said, Do you also believe that he will succeed?

The stand-in smiled and said: At first, I thought it was the delirium of a madman, but later the prince convinced me.

Now all the power of the Zhou Dynasty is in Xue Lao City. If the Prime Minister's goal is to invade Kyoto, occupy the palace, and force His Majesty the Emperor to abdicate, then it will indeed be easy to succeed. The question is, how many people can he support afterwards?

Chen Changsheng will inevitably lead the national religion to launch a counterattack, and he will have the support of the practice sects represented by Saintess Peak and Lishan Sword Sect, and the aristocratic families represented by the Tang family. Even if King Xiang doesn't have to worry about the teacher-student relationship between him and the future Queen of the Demon Race for the time being, it's still hard to resist.

Then why did King Xiang dare to launch this rebellion? Unless he is sure that Chen Changsheng, Li Gong and those forces will not have any impact on him.

Where does his confidence come from?

No matter how you look at it, the first condition is that Shang Xingzhou takes a stand and stands on his side.

Many eyes fell on the car outside the tent.

The stand-in for the Prime Minister smiled and said: Your Majesty, please rest assured, Taoist Master, he will definitely put the world first and will never act recklessly.

It seems that King Xiang really places his hope on Shang Xingzhou.

Indeed, only Shang Xingzhou could intimidate Chen Changsheng afterwards, regardless of his status as a teacher or his seniority in the state religion.

And the entire continent knew that Shang Xingzhou didn't like Chen Changsheng.

As long as the human race can dominate the world and as long as the descendants of Taizong are still on the throne, it seems that it doesn't matter who becomes the emperor.

The rest of the people are dead, so the Prime Minister is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate for the new king.

But the entire continent knew that Shang Xingzhou liked Yu Ren.

Why would King Xiang support him?

The tent became very quiet. Everyone was looking at the car, waiting for Shang Xingzhou to make a decision.

Mr. Tang suddenly left the tent because he knew what Shang Xingzhou would do. If it were him, he would make the same choice.

The little Taoist priest opened the curtain, jumped out of the car, looked at the generals and strong men in the tent, and said in a childish voice and an uncertain tone: The ancestor said that the city is about to be broken. Let’s discuss unimportant trivial matters later.”

Several gasps of air rang out in the quiet tent.

People were shocked.

The student I loved the most was about to die in a shameless rebellion, yet he was so indifferent...

In Tao Zun's eyes, the destruction of the demon clan is indeed more important than anything else.

Respect is one thing, obedience is another. Not everyone will listen to Shang Xingzhou's opinion. Many generals looked to General He Ming.

General Heming is the general personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor, and many people have vague guesses about how he makes decisions.

His Majesty has said it himself, he will not give random orders if he is out of town and his orders are not accepted.

Divine General Heming said: What's more, there is no imperial edict coming from Kyoto.

There was an uproar in the tent, no one expected that he would have such an attitude.

Xue He's forehead bulged slightly, obviously extremely angry.

The face of the King of Linghai became even more gloomy, and the hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, ready to take action.

Someone looked towards a certain corner. Wang Po had been standing there quietly. The head of the Wu family and the elder of the sword hall from Lishan were not far away.

They remained silent and did not look at Chen Changsheng, but everyone knew that they would stand with Chen Changsheng, maybe with Xu Yourong.

Chen Changsheng didn't look at Xu Yourong, but looked at the little Taoist priest beside the car quietly. He didn't know what he was thinking of and was a little distracted.

Someone coughed.

He came to his senses and said, So be it.