Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 53: Su Hong was crowned king

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"The army of Yan?"

Su Hong frowned and asked doubtfully: "The Yan Kingdom has no leader. The first thing to do is to elect a new king and stabilize the military morale and the government. How could he lead a large army to attack?"

"That doesn't make sense."

Uncle Zheng also shook his head and said: "Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, almost the entire Yan Kingdom's military strength, just for the Su family, isn't it?"

"Cultivator?"

Su Zimo's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he thought secretly: "It must be the Huanxi Sect!"

Ten days ago, the Huanxi Sect sent out more than a hundred cultivators to hunt down Su Zimo, but they were all killed in the Canglang Mountains. This was a tone that the Huanxi Sect could not swallow.

What's more, neither the Su family nor Su Zimo have much contact with the world of cultivation, and the only one they have enmity with is the Huanxi Sect.

"Brother, you take the Su family to retreat to Canglang City first, and I will go there later." Su Zimo said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zimo felt something in his heart and looked into the distance.

At the end of the sky, a team of more than a thousand people was rushing towards them. What was terrifying was that this team was all composed of cultivators, flying with swords in mid-air!

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly and saw clearly.

These cultivators are extremely fast and have reached the level of Foundation Establishment Realm!

A team composed entirely of foundation-building monks, how powerful is the Huanxi Sect

"It's too late." Song Qi looked ugly and shook his head.

Su Hong clenched his fists and said in a cold voice: "I'm going to summon the black armored cavalry. I can't just sit back and wait for death."

"etc."

Su Zimo stopped Su Hong, shook his head and said, "Don't act rashly first, let's look at the situation first."

Neither Su Hong nor Song Qi had ever fought against a Foundation Establishment monk, but Su Zimo knew the strength of a Foundation Establishment monk clearly.

If a team of more than a thousand foundation-building monks takes action with all their strength, not to mention 5,000 mysterious armored cavalry, even 50,000 mysterious armored cavalry will not be able to escape the fate of destruction!

This is not the Canglang Mountain Range. Facing a foundation-building monk, Su Zimo is no match, let alone a team of more than a thousand foundation-building monks.

All that can be done now is to wait.

Not long after, more than a thousand foundation-building monks came to the sky above Pingyang Town. They were uniformly dressed, with firm eyes, and a trace of iron-blooded murderous aura in their movements. They did not look like cultivators, but like an army of a country.

In front of more than a thousand foundation-building monks, there was a graceful and luxurious chariot floating in the air, glittering and shining. Although no one was carrying it, it was floating steadily in the air.

A glittering bead curtain hung in front of the chariot. There seemed to be a person sitting inside, but his appearance could not be seen clearly under the cover of the bead curtain.

"This is… "

Everyone in Su Mansion looked shocked.

As a Qi practitioner, Song Qi had never seen such a large battle before and was stunned.

"Something's wrong."

Uncle Zheng whispered: "The marks on the clothes of these cultivators seem to be the symbols of the Zhou Dynasty."

In mid-air, each foundation-building monk's sleeves were printed with an exquisite five-clawed golden dragon, which was lifelike and exuded bursts of pressure.

At this moment, a foundation-building monk who seemed to be a leader stood up, wearing a golden robe, standing in the air, his sharp eyes swept across the people in the Su Mansion, and paused briefly on Su Zimo.

Then, the man took out a piece of golden cloth from the storage bag on his waist and slowly unfolded it.

Seeing this golden cloth, Su Hong and Uncle Zheng's expressions changed greatly, and they exclaimed: "The emperor's edict!"

Only the Great Zhou Dynasty was qualified to promulgate this kind of golden cloth, and it came from the hands of the Emperor of Great Zhou!

Who is the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty

The supreme leader of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, his achievements spread all over the world, shocking the past and the present, and his power is overwhelming!

When the emperor is angry, millions of people will be killed!

Once the emperor's edict comes out, all the vassal states in the Great Zhou Dynasty can only obey unconditionally, otherwise they will be convicted of disobedience and be punished by the Great Zhou Dynasty!

"The king of Yan has moved unjustly, framed Zhongliang, and caused great chaos in the imperial court. It should be abolished. I heard that Su Hong is the son of Su Mu of the Yan Kingdom. He has won the hearts of the people, has great talents and great strategies, and loves the people like a son. He can be crowned the new king! I issue this edict and announce it to the world. The Xian envoys heard about it. Know."

The golden-armored commander in mid-air slowly closed the edict in his hand, looked at Su Hong and said solemnly: "Su Hong, accept the edict."

"this… "

Su Hong froze on the spot, looking shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The Zhou Dynasty rarely intervened in the affairs of various vassal states. It was unprecedented to issue an edict from the emperor and confer a title on a king.

It's not that Su Hong doesn't want to be king.

When he refused Wei Mingcheng's proposal before, he was just worried that if he became king, a war would inevitably break out and the innocent people of Yan State would be involved in the war.

But now, with the emperor's edict in hand, Su Hong can confer the title of King of Yan without any bloodshed, and there will never be a war in the Yan Kingdom.

If someone raises an army to protest, it is not Su Hong who is questioning the provocation, but this imperial edict!

No one would do this, it would be the same as committing suicide.

What's more important is that everyone in the Su family does not have to leave their hometown and wander around various countries, and the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry finally has a place to stay.

"Young Master, hurry up, hurry up and take the order!" Uncle Zheng looked excited and couldn't hide his joy, urging in a low voice.

"But… "

Su Hong looked troubled. He had no connection with the Zhou Dynasty. This imperial edict was even more sudden. He felt really uneasy.

Su Hong subconsciously looked at Su Zimo.

Su Zimo frowned secretly and shook his head.

He has never seen anyone from the Great Zhou Dynasty. The most likely person is Die Yue.

Before Dieyue left, she told Su Zimo that she would leave him three things, one of which was the spiritual root, but the other two were not stated clearly. Could it be that the second thing was the eldest brother's title of king

But that doesn't make sense.

Su Zimo was puzzled and said in a low voice: "Brother, please accept the order first."

Su Hong nodded, took a deep breath, bowed forward deeply, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "Su Hong accepts the order."

The golden-armored commander waved his hand, and the emperor's edict landed lightly on Su Hong's hands. It exuded a dazzling golden light and was majestic, as if the emperor was coming in person.

At this moment, dust and smoke billowed not far away, and the sound of hoofbeats sounded like thunder. The Yan army had just arrived, and the leaders were all famous generals of the Yan country, including Wei Mingcheng, the guard of Jian'an City.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, densely packed as far as the eye can see.

Many generals in the front row dismounted from their horses, knelt down on one knee in the direction of Su Hong, and shouted loudly: "Greetings to the king!"

"Meet the king!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops roared at the same time, and the sound spread in all directions, deafening and echoing endlessly.

Only then did everyone in the Su family understand that these hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses were not here to seek revenge, but to pay homage to the new king of the Yan Kingdom and take Su Hong back to guard the royal city.

Although this is a great thing, everyone in the Su family is still confused, as if they are in a dream and not very real.

Su Zimo raised his head and looked at the chariot floating in the air, his eyes fixed on it, as if he wanted to see through the chariot.

Crash.

Her arms as white as lotus roots stretched out and opened the bead curtain. A beautiful woman walked out of the chariot. She was wearing a light yellow floor-length skirt with a ribbon tied around her waist. Perfectly highlighted.

The woman's skin was as beautiful as snow, elegant and beautiful. The moment she stepped out, the elegant and noble chariot behind her suddenly became eclipsed.

"Zimo, I told you, we will definitely meet." The woman waved to Su Zimo and smiled.