Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

They looked solemn, without saying a word, carrying the black lacquered coffin, standing still in front of the door of Liangwang Mansion.

No matter how the guards at the door scold, they are indifferent.

"What's the matter?" Yan Qing, who heard the news, frowned: "The King Liang is discussing state affairs. Who dares to bother?"

Ten days have passed since the southeast and southwest legions were mobilized to carry the enemy to southern Xinjiang.

Three major legions, three million heroes, all went to the battlefield!

This is the biggest battle that Liangjing has experienced since the battle with Nanjiang two hundred years ago!

This victory or defeat will determine the fate of Liangjing!

Nanjiang is the only barrier to the invasion of the enemy forces in Lounan. If Nanjiang is broken, the cold capital of Liangzhou City will face the enemy army!

At that time, it was only a matter of time before the fall of Liangzhou City, and it would be sooner or later when Liangjing was destroyed.

Therefore, Liang Wang has been paying close attention to the fighting situation in southern Xinjiang, and dare not slack off!

The soldiers who carried the coffin clenched their fists: "I will wait for the commander-in-chief of the old days of the battle, and at the command of the commander, I will send a letter and a bottle of coffin!"

Yan Qing frowned: "Bai Zhantian is already a civilian, and what qualification is there to write a letter to Liang Wang?"

He turned around without expression, and waved his hand: "Get them away. If you continue to gather to make trouble, you will all be blamed!"

A skinny, skinny soldier: He shook his fist: "Adult, do you think the Cool King is right?"

Yan Qing stopped her steps and looked back at him: "What do you want to say?"

The soldier knelt on one knee: "The cold king will walk alone, and it will surely harm the whole cold environment! Please see the letter of Commander Bai who is submitted to the rise and fall of the world!"

Yan Qing sighed silently. Although she was the confidant of Liang Wang, she did not feel that Liang Wang's decision was correct.

Seeing his silence, the soldier pulled out his saber and put it on his neck: "If the lord refuses to help, I will wait to die, and would like to use our blood to wake up the cold king!"

Yan Qing was indifferent.

The soldier bit his teeth and held a sword!

But at this moment, Yan Qing shot suddenly, struck in one step, and caught the sword in his hand with two fingers.

"Are you an indigenous tribe in southern Xinjiang? What's your name?" Yan Qing took the sword from his hand and threw it away.

"Sang Yu!"

He is the leader of the indigenous team trained by Xia Qingchen himself!

"Sang Yu?" Yan Qing nodded slightly: "Take the letter!"

"Sir, you..." Sang Yu said excitedly.

Yan Qing said lightly: "You have five steps in blood, and the cool king will not wake up."

Taking Liang Wang as a person, Mo said that he only killed a few soldiers in the district. Even if half of the people in Liangzhou died, he would not change his original intention.

"However, although you know that you are doing useless work, but for your sake, you are willing to die." Yan Qing took the letterhead and left the black coffin.

"Thank you, Master!" Sang Yu thanked Yan Qing for leaving.

The soldiers walking behind him all breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Yu said with emotion: "Bai Commander Bai's task is finally half completed, and the other half is left."

He took out another strictly sealed secret letter, showing a smile: "We can see Master Xia again!"

Bai Zhantian's second mission was to order them to deliver letters.

"Sir, why send a letter, we need the entire army to go?" A soldier looked at the letter with a puzzled look.

Bai Zhantian actually transferred all the Sangyu troops to the guard, just to send this letter.

It's really weird!

"Perhaps it is the danger of Zhongyun, worrying that people will not be able to deliver it alone," Sang Yu guessed.

"No matter, join the brothers outside the city and go to Master Xia first."

A group of people left, Yan Qing also came to the Fuzhong living room.

People such as Liang Wang, Feng Wang Gongzhu, Wen Gong Gongzhu, and several newly recruited strongmen are having a great time in the living room!

"Cool King Yingming! The enemy troops in Lounan were photographed by our army, and the whole army has retreated." The master of Feng Wang Palace was filled with joy.

The Lord of the Palace of Culture held a fist compliment: "Thanks to Liang Wang's determination, with the momentum of the three armies, and the spirit of resolute resistance, the three million lions in the south of the building were shocked!"

The master of the royal palace thought deeply: "Yeah! It was ridiculous to think that at the beginning, there were soldiers who self-righteously accused Liang Wang of farsightedness!"

In the golden sedan chair, the cool king looked ordinary, but he was not without pride in his discourse: "Will Ben Wang care about a little soldier?"

He spit out a violent breath, hoping to immediately announce this exciting news to the world.

Let those who question his ability and scold him the domineering monarch open their eyes and see, he, the contemporary cool king, what a brilliant hero!

Without his determination, I am afraid that Bai Zhantian, who has been weighed by mercenaries, will mislead the country and the people!

He was very fortunate that he had withstood the pressure of the world and tried his best to cut Bai Zhantian's position.

Fortunately, he was not shaken by the stupid world.

Now the irony facts prove how wise his original decision was!

"Master of the Palace of the Palace, Master of the Six Fans, do you have any pain in your face?" At first, Chen and the two of them were regarded as disqualified kings.

Now, their faces must be very painful!

At this moment, Yan Qing came to report: "Liang Wang, Bai Zhantian has a letter delivered."

Hearing that Liang Liang's face was steep and he was particularly unhappy.

But when I thought about it, I smiled: "You guys, believe it or not, Bai Zhantian must be alarmist, rumoring how dangerous South Xinjiang is, let me regain his command as soon as possible!"

Several palace masters laughed and did not say anything.

This is the old trick of Bai Zhantian.

"Nian!" said Liang Wang.

Yan Qing opened the letterhead and read: "The criminal minister Bai Zhantian, brave to speak, the Lou Nan army withdrew completely. Judging from the years of experience of Wei Chen in dealing with Lou Nan, they will never return empty-handed, so they can easily withdraw their troops!"

"If the officials are not bad, they should strike the west, the army will pay attention, and then launch a surprise attack on the target location!"

"The situation in southern Xinjiang is extremely crisis. The officials boldly requested that the ministers regain control of the Lounan Corps and deploy troops as soon as possible, so there is still a silver lining in southern Xinjiang!"

Liang Wang listened and sneered: "Listen! That's right! Now, this old man is still playing this trick and playing with the king!"

"Unfortunately, the crisis in southern Xinjiang has been lifted!"

Several palace lords showed a trace of speechlessness. Bai Zhantian really didn't change his nature!

Up to now, I still don't give up!

"To pass on the will of the king, let Bai Zhantian... die this heart!" Liang Wang sneered.

The people in the hall couldn't help laughing.

Yan Qing sighed helplessly, he knew that the result would be like this.

"Subordinates retire." Yan Qing quit silently.

But at this moment, there was a very urgent cry outside: "Report! Urgent letter for 100,000 li in southern Xinjiang!"