Humiliation, shame.
Being defeated by Princess Shanyu, the six Wangcheng Army were actually fully prepared mentally. However, they were defeated by a "Wangcheng Army" who followed Princess Shanyu...
Moreover, it was still "squeezing away" like this.
This makes them somewhat unacceptable.
Of course, the most important thing is that they can all tell the age of the "Wang Chengjun" from the face, which is a slightly childish face.
who is it
Who is the person who followed the princess into the palace? !
Of course, it was impossible for Fang Zhengzheng to answer the questions of the six royal soldiers. In fact, he was really not in the mood to answer this question right now.
He had thought that a passionate drama of rebellion might be going on in the palace, but when the drama was actually unfolding in front of him, he still had a thought in his heart...
"Should I just walk away quietly?"
Of course, the layout of the Southern Territory King's Palace cannot be compared with the Jinluan Palace in Daxia. After all, the Jinluan Palace was continuously repaired, decorated, and transformed by several generations of monarchs.
But if we just talk about the level of luxury, the Southern Territory King's Palace is not inferior to the Great Xia Jinluan Palace.
Countless gems of various kinds are dotted on the four walls of the palace. In addition, the four walls are also covered with patterns and written records of various ferocious beasts.
The most important thing is that next to the patterns and written records...
They are all placed with animal skins or skeletons that are almost identical to the patterns.
A huge skeleton of a ferocious beast, huge stone pillars, this is the royal palace of the Southern Region. It is rough and wild, but full of majestic and shocking power.
Fang Zhengzhi hardly needed to look at the patterns and written records to see that those ferocious beasts must have been extremely powerful in life.
So…
The animal skins and skeletons placed here should be the symbols of generations of Southern Territory royal families, or the Southern Territory warriors hunting in the Southern Territory.
When Fang Zhengzheng stepped into the royal palace, his first feeling was one of solemnity and shock. Although the second feeling was also mixed with a kind of shock, it was just that the second shock came from blood, which was stained all over the royal palace. Blood on the ground.
It was a trail of blood left after crawling, and at the front of the blood trail was an old man with a slightly white head lying on the ground.
He was in his fifties, with a look of panic and fear on his face, and his expression was a little pale. There was still fresh blood at the corner of his mouth, but the real source of the blood stains left on the ground of King Cheng's Palace was his chest.
There was a clearly visible huge wound on the old man's chest, and large tracts of blood flowed out from the wound, forming a pool of bright red in front of him.
Next to the old man, there were young women wearing sexy animal skin costumes, each holding a variety of musical instruments in their hands.
There are drums, bells, and long jade flutes...
Judging from the instruments in their hands, they are not too uniform, but judging from their expressions, they are almost identical in shock.
Fang Zhengzheng was also slightly surprised.
Because, he thought that he would see all kinds of people in the palace, but he never expected to see the dignified Minister of Rites in the palace.
The most important thing is…
The Master of the Ministry of Rites continued to stretch his hand towards him.
"Save...save...save me..."
This was the most important reason why Fang Zhengzheng felt that he should walk away quietly. He wished he had not heard the cry for help from the Minister of Rites.
"younger sister?!"
A voice interrupted the Master of Rites' call for help. In other words, this voice did not care at all whether the Master of Rites asked for help.
Immediately afterwards, a man walked towards Princess Shan Yu and Fang Zhengheng, and in the man's hand was a knife, a knife dripping with blood.
Judging from his appearance, the man was probably in his thirties. He was dressed in luxurious silver animal skins, his boots were covered with golden silk threads, and there were two colorful feathers stuck diagonally on his head.
And between the feathers, there is a bright blue gem.
"Third brother, what's going on?" Princess Shanyu looked at the man walking over and unconsciously tightened her grip on the dagger in her hand. At the same time, she also looked at the Minister of Rites on the ground.
When Fang Zhengzheng heard this, he also guessed the identity of the man in front of him, the Crown Prince of the Southern Territory, Shan Ling.
"Haha... Sister, don't ask me about this, you have to ask your father!" Shan Ling smiled slightly, looking at Princess Shan Yu's expression full of love, without any intention of being angry because of Princess Shan Yu's attitude.
"Father?" Princess Shanyu's eyes moved away from the Minister of Rites and turned to an old man in his sixties who was sitting at the top of the palace.
It was a burly old man wearing a purple animal skin, two meters tall, with strong muscles and a snow-white head.
If you don't look at the wrinkles on the old man's face, it is almost difficult to imagine his age.
King of the Southern Territory!
Is this the King of the Southern Territory
Fang Zhengzheng also looked at the Nanyu King at this moment. From the Nanyu King's eyes, he saw a kind of pain, a kind of pain belonging to an old man.
"You traitor!" The King of the Southern Territory had no intention of explaining anything. He just responded to Shan Ling's attitude with his anger. However, he had no intention of getting up to save the Minister of Rites.
"Okay, sister, you don't have to worry about this matter. Since you can get in here, you should have fought with the demon soldiers outside, right?" Shan Ling shook his head slightly, as if he didn't bother to go with the Southern Territory King. Arguing, he just looked at Princess Shan Yu again, with deep expectation on his face.
"Third brother, let me ask you, what is going on here?" Princess Shanyu looked at the King of the South Territory, and then at Shan Ling, with firm persistence in her dark eyes.
"What's going on? What else could be going on! Our warriors from the Southern Territory are fighting hard on the battlefield ahead, dying and being injured, especially in the battle with the Han Yuan Tribe. How many of our warriors from the Southern Territory died? Sister Do you know how many there are? Eight thousand, eight thousand! But what is the father doing? Peace talks! He actually was in the royal palace with this Minister of Rites of Daxia on the day after the eight thousand warriors of our Southern Territory died. Peace talks! So, sister... what do you think I am doing?!"
When Shan Ling was questioned by Princess Shan Yu, his chest finally rose and fell slightly. It was an emotion that had been suppressed for a long time. Even though it did not explode because of Shan Ling's deliberate suppression, there was an obvious change in his tone. .
"I don't care what my father has done, I only know that he is the father who gave birth to us and raised us!" When Princess Shan Yu heard Shan Ling's words, a glimmer of light flashed in her dark eyes, but soon Quickly, her fists clenched again.
"Yes, he is the father, but he is also the king of the Southern Territory. We are his children. Aren't the warriors of the Southern Territory his children? Have you ever seen eight thousand children die on the first day? My father, the next day he and his enemies were playing music in the palace, talking about shaking hands and making peace, and talking about my father who would continue to serve the country as a vassal in the future?!"
"Third brother, are you still dreaming of your emperor's dream? Are you still unclear about the current situation?" Princess Shan Yu's expression changed slightly.
"Situation? Hahaha... I'll tell you what a situation is. This is the situation!" Shan Ling smiled, and while laughing, he showed a delicate animal skin with a bright red seal in his hand.
Princess Shan Yu looked over.
Fang Zhengyi also looked over, but the eyes of the Southern Territory King and the Minister of Rites did not even glance at the animal skin.
"Your Highness, the contract in your hand is just a trap by the demons. Their purpose is to cut off the communication between the Southern Territory and Daxia. When you really kill me, they will definitely attack the royal city in one fell swoop. When the time comes, you There will be no chance for the Southern Territory to turn around. Now I, the Holy Lord of Great Xia, are lenient. If you, the Southern Territory, can repent, immediately order the withdrawal of troops from Dingshan Pass, and then release the Dingshan Pass sergeants who captured my Great Xia, our Great Xia and The Southern Territory joins forces..." Although the Minister of Rites did not look at the animal skin, it was obvious that he knew the contents on the animal skin very well.
"Shut up!" Shan Ling's tone was cold, and then he put the animal skin back into his arms: "What do you know? The demons may violate the agreement, but they cannot violate the oath made in the name of the demon god. This contract It is written very clearly that as long as I kill you, you will have three days. As long as there are three days, the Han Yuan tribe will be defeated. Soldiers…”
"This contract also says that as long as you kill this king, the demons will retreat from the Holy Mountain City and fully help you ascend to the throne of God. Wouldn't that be better?" The voice of the King of the Southern Territory sounded again at this time, directly Interrupting Shan Ling's next words.
"Father, don't you understand? I have only one purpose for doing this, and that is to gain time, three days. As long as there are three days, everything can become a reality! Demons? This prince does not need to rely on demons at all. Clan, father, do you really not want to be emperor at all? Do you really want the Southern Territory to surrender under the protection of Daxia forever? What is so great about Daxia? In terms of military strength, our Southern Territory has an army of 400,000 people. It’s enough to fight Daxia’s million-strong army. Why should our Southern Territory obey Daxia’s orders? Father, please wake up!”
"It's time for you to wake up, third brother!" The red light on Princess Shanyu's body was rising, and she seemed to be experiencing great fluctuations in her emotions.
"Me? Haha... I am very sober. I have never been so sober before. Sister, the third brother loves you the most on weekdays. You really did not let the third brother down. With the 80,000 elites you brought back, Even if the demons want to go back on their word, they won't have another chance to capture the royal city within three days!" Shan Ling smiled again, and his tone quickly returned to calmness.
"Third brother, what if I say that I didn't bring any soldiers back to Holy Mountain City at all?" Princess Shan Yu looked at Shan Ling and finally said it.
"Stop joking with your third brother, sister, how could you come back without troops? Third brother gave you all the most elite warriors. In addition, plus the three thousand silver-horned wolf cavalry in your hand, you have to break through It's not difficult to open a siege of 50,000 demonic soldiers, right?" Shan Ling obviously didn't believe it.
"Yes, with three thousand silver-horned wolf cavalry, it is not difficult to break through the fifty thousand demon soldiers. However, I did not bring a single soldier back." Princess Shanyu nodded and shook her head again. Shake his head.
"You... sister, don't make such a joke with Third Brother. If you don't lead troops back to Holy Mountain City, then what are you doing back to the Royal City?" Shan Ling's expression changed, but he still tried his best to calm down his tone.
"Let's make peace!"
"Talking to peace?! With whom? Daxia? Sister... are you stupid? Now is the best time for our southern region to break away from Daxia's control. Why should we negotiate peace?" Shan Ling's tone once again Get excited.
"Third brother, we simply don't have the strength to resist Daxia and the demons at the same time!"
"I know!" Shan Ling nodded: "But so what? Sister, do you really think your third brother is a reckless man? We in the Southern Region do not have the strength to start a war with Daxia and the Demons at the same time. However, Do you know that Daxia has not attacked us yet? Even if we captured Dingshan Pass!"
Shan Ling paused for a moment when he said this, and then continued to speak.
"Taking Dingshan Pass was actually just my test of Daxia. Now that the results of the test have come out, it also proves my prince's guess that Daxia doesn't dare to use troops against our southern region at all, because he can't let me go south. The region is destroyed, even if our southern region is not his vassal state!"
"What is Daxia without the Southern Territory?"
"It's just a piece of fat in front of the demons. Without the natural protection of the southern region, how can Daxia prosper? How can it resist the raids of the northern barbarian countries?"
"So, sister, tell me why our Southern Territory cannot be independent and why I cannot be emperor!"
"Talk about peace? Why do you want to talk about peace!"
"Every year, our southern region gives us so much gold, silver, jewels, animal skins and jade as tribute, but what does Daxia give us? Books! Several broken books, and they also call them euphemistically, this one is planting technology, this one is construction technology, that one It’s an economic development strategy, that’s a code of ethics, and finally, it’s better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish!”
"Father, sister, don't you understand now? Daxia is thinking that we in the Southern Territory are fools! If we send a minister of the Ministry of Etiquette to come over, our king in the Southern Territory will receive him personally? Do you have to be polite to him? You are angry and playing music to welcome the guests, but you know that our warriors are bathing in blood on the battlefield outside!"
"Today, I will ask the Minister of Rites to open his eyes and take a good look at why our Southern Territory is called the Southern Territory!"
After Shan Ling finished speaking, he also looked at the Minister of Rites on the ground. His expression was full of a strong confidence to control everything. The knife in his hand made a buzzing sound, and a strong cold air spurted out.
It was obvious that Shan Ling was really murderous.
The King of the South Territory looked at Shan Ling, his lips trembling slightly. He wanted to say something, or wanted to stop him, but he did not take any action.
Fang Zhengzheng had actually thought about what would happen if he met the King of the Southern Territory or the Crown Prince of the Southern Territory when he came here.
For example, conspiracy, another example is shame and anger, and so on.
He had thought about this, so of course he also prepared some excuses.
Looking at the current situation from Fang Zhengzheng's perspective, the Holy Mountain City in the Southern Territory is trapped by the demons and is in the most critical predicament.
Under such circumstances, it shouldn't be too difficult to persuade the Southern Territory and Daxia to join forces to fight against the demons.
But…
After listening to what Shan Ling said.
But he had a new perspective on the current situation.
As far as the current situation is concerned, the Southern Territory is indeed in crisis. However, as Shan Ling said, Daxia simply does not dare to use troops against the Southern Territory.
In other words, Daxia not only did not dare to use troops, but also had to do its best to help the Southern Territory overcome this difficulty.
No matter what the attitude of the Southern Territory is.
Daxia cannot let the Southern Territory fall. Even if the Southern Territory becomes an independent country, even if the king of the Southern Territory proclaims himself emperor, Daxia cannot let the Southern Territory fall.
So…
How to talk
There is nothing to talk about at all.
The Southern Territory captured Daxia's Dingshan Pass. Daxia had to endure it. The Southern Territory captured Daxia's Dingshan Pass sergeants. Daxia also had to endure it. The Southern Territory trapped Daxia's prince. As long as he didn't kill anyone, Then Daxia still has to endure it!
This is the current situation in Daxia.
No matter what the Southern Territory does, as long as the threat of the Demon Clan to Daxia is still there, and as long as the Demon Clan's demon soldiers are still in the Southern Territory, Daxia must endure it.
The knife lit up at this moment.
He raised it high above the head of the Minister of Rites. What is certain is that it only takes a blink of an eye for the Minister of Rites' head to roll over.
This made the Minister of Rites sweat pour down his face.
He wanted to say something more, but he could no longer say it, because after listening to Shan Ling's words, he understood that the so-called peace talks were simply wishful thinking on his part.
No chips.
All the chips turned into dust after Shan Ling's words.
Then, it would be impossible for the peace talks to continue, and he, the dignified Minister of Rites, was destined to be in a different place in this failed peace talks.
despair!
Deep despair arose in the heart of the Minister of Rites, and the feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness engulfed his whole body. Even the imperial edict that was originally tightly held in his hand and gave him great power became extremely heavy at this moment.
"Boom!"
The golden imperial edict slipped to the ground and fell into a pool of blood. The writing on it was still vigorous, but the words inside were extremely pale.
Fang Zhengzheng's eyes subconsciously looked at the imperial edict.
With his current strength, he could naturally clearly see the words written on the imperial edict. With just a glance, the full meaning was revealed.
It probably means that all the garrison officers and soldiers must obey the orders of the Minister of Rites.
Similarly, it also contains the meaning of the Holy Emperor Lin Mubai, and expresses his desire to negotiate peace with the Southern Territory.
After reading the imperial edict.
Fang Zhengzheng also understood why the Minister of Rites appeared in the southern royal city. At the same time, he also understood why the soldiers and horses of the Han Yuan tribe stood still.
If it hadn't been for this imperial edict and the Minister of Rites to infiltrate it, the soldiers and horses of the Hanyuan tribe should have arrived at the Holy Mountain City by now, right
Once the Han Yuan Tribe is gone, hundreds of thousands of Southern Territory soldiers can march to the Holy Mountain City...
Then, everything will be as Fang Zhengzheng expected, how can the demons be as majestic as they are now
It’s really…
I cheated my dad!
Wait a minute, that’s not right!
It's impossible for the Holy One to be so stupid, right
Knowing that he had no bargaining chips, he still sent people to negotiate peace to prevent the soldiers of Daxia from winning? What's the problem here
Fang Zhengzheng frowned slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the spread out imperial edict. For some reason, he had a strange illusion in his heart.
Answer…
It should be in the imperial edict! (To be continued.)
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