Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

Holy City.

In the bronze hall, the twelve judges at the round table were discussing each other, and the scribes were eager to write.

Everyone can't hide their excitement. After all, they can personally participate in the plan to devour Xishu. Once Xishu falls, the ancient Divine Continent for thousands of years will not be far from overturning.

Your Majesty, the Empire's Erlang is ready and ready to take the oath at any time.

The judge in charge of military matters respectfully reported.

On the purple throne, wisps of sunlight reflected on the golden mask, making the emperor look so high-spirited and invincible.

Zhen say a few words. The Barbarian Emperor stood up slowly, and just as he was preparing Kang's speech, a guard with a blond purple boy hurriedly entered the hall and handed a dark arrow with a document inserted into it.

Your Majesty, the knight of the gods has replied. The guard said.

Immediately, Huyanshou's palm was filled with fine beads of sweat, and his heart was beating violently in his chest like a rumbling war drum, which would break his chest at any time.

The fear of death is far more terrifying than death itself.

The Barbarian Emperor didn't care, but when the document was opened, a pair of children were filled with indescribable anger.

Somewhere in his heart, there was an unstoppable shudder, which was furious to the extreme!

Even every breath, I feel humiliated and suffocated!

Bang!

The barbarian emperor overturned the throne, raised his head hysterically and roared filial piety:

Bull God!

Bullshit!

!

The bronze hall was completely silent, and the atmosphere was like a gloomy tomb, revealing an indescribable strangeness.

The twelve giants of the round table were silent, they had never seen such a mad goddess.

Sixty-three years, hahahaha, sixty-three years, you really know how to hide it, you can really shame the empire!

The barbarian emperor waved his arms, and the sacrificial dragon robe danced wildly with the wind, and the whole person was shaking violently.

I beg your majesty to calm down! The twelve judges did not dare to sit again.

They were all crawling on the polished floor.

Quiet your anger? The Barbarian Emperor's eyes were cold, and he walked over quickly, jumped over the round table, slapped the clerk Tianling Gai with his palm, and pulled his head up in his hands.

boom!

The head smashed beside Huyanshou.

Tell me, what happened? The Barbarian Emperor kicked Huyanshou, his face hit the edge of the round table heavily, and Huyanshou's entire face collapsed.

The air in the hall was almost frozen.

The judges were horrified. The god of the gods, who used to be the most ceremonial and graceful, was now exposing the beast-like murderous nature. In the most solemn palace of the empire, he wanted to kill!

Old minister...Old minister deserves ten thousand death! Huyanshou, ignoring the pain in his face, got up and knelt again, bursting into tears.

Tears mixed with blood dripped on the floor.

Not only do you die, but your Huyan clan will be slashed with thousands of swords. I will dig up Huyan's ancestral tomb and throw your family's ancestral spirit tablet into the cesspool!

Trash, the greatest shame of the empire!

The barbarian emperor was even more angry, and his voice was hoarse.

Can you imagine that since the Heavenly Dao has taken care of it, the empire has been smooth sailing, swallowing up 20 million miles of territory with its bloody mouth open.

Now that he is in power, he has encountered the greatest setback in history, which is tantamount to beating his dignity with a whip.

Old minister, please die. Huyanshou lay on the ground with a calm and aloof posture.

Even he himself was surprised.

When he still had a glimmer of hope for the future, his heart was full of anxiety and fear, but now facing death, he has become magnanimous.

Finally got rid of the entangled dream demon, freed!

You have made the empire feel ashamed, how can you let Hannu kill all the armies alone?

The Barbarian Emperor grabbed Huyanshou's hair, and slammed into the floor, one after another.

He... He only has five years of Yangshou left. Hu Yanshou said in a trembling voice, still having a trace of consciousness.

Gu Changan was absolutely incapable of breaking into the abyss to remove the cause and effect, and he would die in five years.

Five years? The Barbarian Emperor collided wildly, and Lei Ting shouted:

I want him to die now! Must die!

Loyal... Loyal. Huyanshou's breath died out. He was one of the best sinners in the history of the empire, but he was loyal to the abyss from beginning to end.

Looking at the horrific head, the rest of the judges' hearts suddenly tightened and their limbs were cold, as if they were in an ice cave, and every pore radiated chills.

While Carl was horrified, he thought of what His Majesty said, killing all the armies alone?

how is this possible? !

Not even a saint can do it!

Your Majesty, that's enough. Inquisitor Yin Sken reminded with trembling, his head was already torn apart, and even the water was shot out.

Not enough! The Barbarian Emperor kicked his head off with one kick, the golden mask was covered in blood, looking extremely ferocious, and said coldly:

Pass the decree, kill the nine Huyanshou clan, not a dog or a grass!

Yue Jiuling, kill the nine clan!

Zhe Lansu, kill the nine clans!

Also invite the abyss saint to go to Mobei and bring back the head of the old dog Zhelan!

The voice echoed in the hallway, the lips of the judges were pale, and the Empire had never had such a bloody punishment.

The barbarian emperor issued a strong curse in a state of hysteria:

This group of people will go down to the eighteen levels of hell, and they will all be burned by fire!

Suddenly.

The door of the hall was knocked open, and several old figures with golden masks staggered forward, carrying two diametrically opposite auras of decay and light.

The knight of the gods was loyal to the abyss, but only obeyed the command of the emperor, and the abyss also learned about the situation in the western regions.

The sky is falling!

The saint woke up from his slumber, the abyss was full of violence and the ultimate humiliation hidden.

Undoubtedly, the biggest ups and downs since the founding of the country, the opponent actually only has one person and one sword.

Grandfather... The barbarian emperor stepped back in panic, looking at the black-haired old man in the sun, moon, and stars with a trembling voice.

Tuoba Li, you have disappointed me. The old man strode forward, and could not help but reveal the mask of the Barbarian Emperor.

It was an ugly face of a flesh-and-blood lake, like a burn scar running through the entire face, with only a pair of fearful eyes.

We have no face, but the people of the empire want face!

You are incompetent, the throne has changed hands, the empire does not need waste to govern, you have made the seniors of the abyss very angry.

The old man's voice was cold, he turned and left, took a few steps and stopped.

The sluggish land of Shenzhou cannot rekindle the fighting spirit, and the fallen Han slaves in the Central Plains cannot reproduce the glorious heroic epic.

Give you time, eradicate!

A few people disappeared, and the bronze palace was only boundless and dead, and it seemed that it could slowly eat away the spirit.

The Barbarian Emperor silently picked up the mask and put it on. He was most afraid of exposing his ugly face, but at this moment it was like running naked in the center.

Why do you want to hurt me?

Don't cover your lids, Hannu is already dead!

The barbarian emperor suppressed the pain and sat on the ground sluggishly staring at the ceiling.

Why do things that are obviously easy to solve have to be delayed until they are terminally ill?

If Gu Changan relied on his own strength to consolidate the fighting spirit of the Central Plains, then the empire would only be exhausted, and thousands of years of civilization, how could it be so easily defeated?

What if he didn't kill him while he was sick, and what would happen when he came back from his wounds?

Your Majesty, it's the Western Regions. Blonde Karl said cautiously.

Combining the three Seven Thousand Mile Judges to punish the Nine Clan is self-evident.

There are volcanoes in the Western Regions, and they have exploded!

The barbarian emperor tried his best to calm down his emotions. He had already made the abyss question, and he must trust the center.

After a long silence, he said sadly:

A lonely city has stood in the Western Regions for 63 years, and it has not fallen to the present. There is only one Han slave left in it.

The words were only halfway through, and he couldn't speak anymore.

The hall was deadly silent.

At this moment, even the sound of breathing seemed to be absent, and the judges couldn't believe it, and their eyes were full of horror.

No wonder the old monster in the abyss is furious.

The Empire is most worried that the East Land will recast its blood and spirit in the predicament.

And that lonely city, that Han slave, is the most lonely and brave spirit of the thousands of years of civilization in the East.

With ten thousand ants lined up in front of you, you will feel fear, not to mention the elites of the iron armor?

What kind of will is it to rush into the black wave with a sword.

Devil... Carl muttered to himself, he had no doubts that the news was true or false. The three sanctioners with power, soldiers and resources were all killed by the nine tribes by Hannu. How could there be falsehood?

Just one person slaughtered 12,000 troops, it was like listening to myths and legends, and it was horrifying to think about it.

Everyone, one glory and one loss are all lost. While the Central Plains are still in the dark, crush the lonely city as soon as possible.

Also block the news, don't let the Holy City get angry, I am afraid that the people of the empire will rush to the Western Regions.

After a moment's pause, the barbarian emperor Chongtong swept the monstrous killing intent:

I don't hesitate to raze the Western Regions to the ground, no grass will grow!

Follow your orders!

The judges said in unison, but their expressions were particularly solemn.

From this moment on, it is likely to be a battle of spiritual beliefs. If the isolated city can no longer be shaken, the empire will be completely defeated, and even the fanatical believers will lose confidence.

...

Mobei grassland.

The goshawk chirped and landed on the tent eaves with a secret letter in its mouth. Zhe Lansu, who had a belly, opened the secret letter, and his face was instantly filled with fear.

He summoned his confidants and said word by word:

The Gucheng was exposed, and the old Huyan husband died in a tragic state.

As if struck by lightning, the confidants were dizzy, as if seeing their heads about to leave their necks.

It's all over!

The saint came to Mobei to take the deity's head. Zhe Lansu paced back and forth, suddenly clenched his fists, and said viciously:

I've decided to raise my troops to surrender and be loyal to the Tang Dynasty!

boom!

The staff had tinnitus for a while, and was almost knocked to the ground by Zun Shang's escaping thinking.

surrender?

surrender?

I'm at the end of the road, and I don't dare to go to death without turning back. Zhelansu's eyes were cold, and his self-analysis was frank.

As early as a year ago, he sent his wife, concubines and children to Mobei. As for the rest of the innocent people of the Zhelan clan, he could not help them.

Your Highness, you Hutu, the empire is invincible, the Central Plains are in danger, isn't your surrender becoming the laughing stock of the world?

Besides, you are still a senior official of the territory, and the empire is a third-rank official. If you surrender, you are afraid that you will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Some staff were pale and had difficulty accepting the decision.

Let the deity wait to die, right? Zhelan stared at him sternly.

Your honor can go to the Western Regions to be ashamed. A close friend said in a stern voice.

Snapped!

I'm fucking your mother, you want this deity to die? Zhe Lansu slapped his cronies on the grass with a grim face.

Gu Changan was his nightmare.

Finally got rid of it, go back? There is no such fool in the world.

That is a war devil who slaughtered thousands of armies by one person!

During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, I was a foreigner in the borderlands of the Lan clan, and I also bathed in the grace of the gods. Now it is reasonable and reasonable to take refuge in the Tang Dynasty.

Zhe Lansu was decisive, in fact, even himself felt ashamed.

Nothing is more important than his life. He admires Gu Changan very much, but he never dares to become such a person.

He said solemnly:

Throwing the mess to the old witch is the most important decision in this deity's life. Facts have proved that it is very wise.

The aide lowered his head and looked at Zun's chubby belly from the corner of his eye.

Yes, singing and dancing on the grasslands, beautiful women and wine, I have gained 70 pounds in a few years.

To put it simply, the most damning person was Zun Shang, and he never thought that he would have the opportunity to escape with his wife, children, and children.

Perhaps it is also wisdom to know the way of wise and self-preservation...

Raise your troops and beg for surrender, as soon as possible! Zhelansu stood with his hands behind his back.

Datang will definitely accept it, and he will not doubt his loyalty. After all, he is mortal, and there is no way to survive on the barbarian side.

Your Highness, we have more than 15,000 soldiers. The staff reminded cautiously.

It's all down, please be safe. Zhe Lansu didn't hesitate, his eyes seemed to pass through the blue sky and return to the wasteland of yellow sand.

He muttered:

There is a ruthless man like Gu Changan in the Central Plains, the spirit of Chinese civilization is immortal, and it may not be defeated in the end.

Seeing that the honorable people started to flatter, the cronies were hard to say, and sighed softly:

Since the Heavenly Dao Scroll Gu, you are the first imperial official to surrender to the Eastern Land.

Zhe Lansu didn't take it seriously, his eyes fell lightly on him, and calmly said:

This deity dares to be the first, this is called extraordinary courage!

After leaving the tent, he waved his arms and roared:

Zhao Zhao has Tang, and heaven serves all nations!

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Chapter 30 The holy city collapses, the barbarian emperor is like a funeral, and the lord is going to the Tang Dynasty! Read for free.