The Emperor's Call of Eternal Heroes

Chapter 789 Enlightenment, the Emperor's Way of Freedom

"That's why we can only attack now, full of anger, and kill them by surprise."

Qin Jiange said that his words also shocked the rough man. This is a bold idea, but he doesn't agree with it.

"Your Majesty, there are ten masters, and each of them is a master who can stop a thousand with one. Even if a humble minister can stop one, this is really too risky!"

The rough man vetoed Qin Jiange's idea, and he also wanted to rush out, but he didn't have the guts, because he always had to think about his subordinates.

Qin Jiange was silent, obviously he didn't think about this all at once.

"Wantu, don't hesitate to abandon the city and surrender, what's the benefit of following that little emperor? Why not enjoy the glory and wealth with us!"

Suddenly, the shouts of killing under the city wall became much weaker, and an arrogant voice came.

Hearing that voice, the rough man approached the city wall, and immediately cursed, "Your surname is Zhao, but you are also a relative of the emperor, and you actually did such a rebellious thing. You really deserve the grace of the late emperor."

Qin Jiange also looked at the past. It was a middle-aged man wearing a golden silk dragon robe, with a Chinese character face, and he was very majestic. Behind him, there were ten people following on horseback. bones, or as thick as a qiu, there are also monks, and there are also swordsmen.

But without exception, they are all strong.

"Yo, the little emperor is here, he really should have killed you with one punch!"

The man also laughed when he saw Qin Jiange.

"Zhao Longshan, you haven't died yet, how could I die before you!"

Qin Jiange snorted softly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to lie down for three days, and your mouth has become much better!" Zhao Longshan smiled lightly, and then said: "Little emperor, you should surrender quickly. For the sake of you being my nephew, send me to you!" You are a rich man."

"You've had enough of this seat! What's wrong with being a flirtatious and happy young man? It's my uncle's turn to sit in this seat!"

"Fucking shit, you are a prince of the opposite sex, what qualifications do you have?"

Before Qin Jiange could speak, Wan Tu had already started cursing.

"That's all, I'm too lazy to tell you, let's see how long you can hold on!" Zhao Longshan smiled lightly, then looked at Qin Jiange and said, "You little emperor, if you don't want to be like three days ago, hehe, you'd better abandon the city as soon as possible Surrender!"

After finishing speaking, he rode his horse back to the army under the escort of the ten masters.

Wan Tu gritted his teeth angrily, he really wanted to open the city gate and lead his troops to chase after him, what a great opportunity this was, but he didn't dare.

Shouting and cursing continued to be heard from under the city wall, the voice was extremely ear-piercing, piercing Wan Tu's heart like sharp swords.

"General, do you trust me?"

Qin Jiange patted Wantu's shoulder with one hand and said in a low voice.

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty? How dare I not believe my Majesty!"

Wan Tu was taken aback for a moment, then said immediately, but his expression froze soon.

Although he is a rough man, he is also a person with a delicate mind, how can he not see it.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable!"

Wan Tu immediately knelt down on one knee and begged.

"If you don't fight hard, how will you know if it will work? Besides, with my strength, with the guidance of an immortal, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with several great masters!"

Qin Jiange stared at the black army below, and said slowly.

"This is absolutely impossible! Your majesty, you are a body of gold, how can you let your majesty take such a risk!"

Wan Tu exclaimed suddenly.

"Why not? Now there is only this imperial city left. Once the city is destroyed, what is the use of my name as emperor?
Now, the people in the city are in panic. If they cannot suppress the foreign enemies, how can they appease the flustered people?

What's more, the soldiers also protect their wives and children. Once the city is broken, the soldiers' parents, wives and children will be injured in the battle. Why not fight now, it may not be possible. "

"Even if I fail, I have no regrets. I am an emperor who has failed very much. Why don't I fight for the sake of the soldiers and the people of the city!"

Qin Jiange's voice was very soft, but it was like a drumstick hitting Wan Tu's heart, and his eyes were full of radiance.

"General, give me a sword, and wait for me to return after killing the enemy!"

Qin Jiange pulled out the accompanying sword on Wantu's body, and with a light dance, a cold light shot out.

Qin Jiange stepped lightly on his feet, and flew away like a wild goose.

"emperor!!"

Wan Tu exclaimed suddenly, but calmed down quickly, his eyes were filled with strong fighting intent, and he shouted suddenly: "Soldiers, behind us are our parents, our wives and children, once the city is destroyed, there will be nothing left. Now, what are we talking about protecting?

It's better to rush out now, kill him with blood flowing into rivers, and kill him, for our parents, wives and children, and for the people we protect! "

"Open the city gate!"

"kill!"

Wan Tu stepped on his foot, rushed out of the city wall, and fell to the ground like a meteor.

Behind him, the tall city gate was opened at this moment, and countless soldiers with weapons rushed out.

"Kill kill!!"

The scream of killing was earth-shattering.

Zhao Longshan, who had just returned to the tent, walked out of the tent and turned to the tower with a smile, "I didn't expect them to lose their composure so quickly."

His smile is very proud, it seems that everything is under his control.

"Send the order, the three armies attack!"

Zhao Longshan waved his hand, and beside him, a general immediately blew his horn.

"I didn't expect that little emperor to have such courage!"

Soon, Zhao Longshan noticed something again, and when he saw the figure in white rushing to the front, he burst out laughing.

However, regarding the existence of Qin Jiange, he just took a look and walked down the tower. In his opinion, everything has come to a conclusion.

Victory is decided.

Qin Jiange rushed to the front, he could already feel the murderous aura coming towards his face.

The internal force in the body surged and turned into a stream of air that flowed all over the body.

The sword in his hand gleamed even more coldly.

Nearly.

Seeing a soldier rushing towards him, Qin Jian's singer swung his sword lightly, beheading the enemy's head.

With a slight mistake under his feet, he flicked across like a fleeting shadow, avoiding the spears that stabbed him one after another, and at the same time, the sword in his hand danced with sword flowers.

The sword flower flashed past, shooting out streaks of blood, and the white clothes on Qin Jiange's body also began to be stained with blood.

Qin Jiange's speed was very fast, and a passage was quickly opened up wherever he passed.

"The emperor's child will take his life!"

A cold shout sounded from the front, the front was suddenly empty, there was a strong man standing there, he punched Qin Jiange.

The air was shot out in an arc, and the air cannon formed flew towards Qin Jiange at high speed.

As soon as Qin Jiange moved his feet, his body disappeared in place, and the moment he left, the place where he was standing suddenly exploded, revealing a hole the size of Zhang Xu.

"I didn't expect you, the little emperor, to hide a lot!"

The strong man froze for a moment, then smiled and said that he only used ten percent of his strength.

Although the other party dodged, but that's all.

The strong man ran towards Qin Jiange quickly, his speed was very fast, every step he took had a feeling like the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, his momentum was astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Qin Jiange, and with a punch, even the air was torn apart.

Qin Jiange's complexion remained unchanged, his inner strength surged, and even his clothes were blown up.

With a punch, the strong man's arm made a clicking sound, and the whole arm was bent.

The strong man frantically backed up a dozen steps, his face twisted, and he looked at Qin Jiange with incomparably horrified expression.

"You are not the little emperor, who are you? Why do you want to disguise his appearance?"

The strong man burst out, he didn't believe that the little emperor in front of him suddenly became a great master, and even his mighty internal strength far surpassed him.

"I am I!"

Qin Jiange's figure floated towards him, and his sword was about to fall.

"Ding!"

Qin Jiange's sword was blocked, and a middle-aged man with a broken arm came at the same time.

"I didn't expect you little emperor to hide so deeply!"

The middle-aged man said indifferently.

He picked up the epee stuck on the ground, like a huge door plank in front of him.

"The best heavy sword in the world!"

Qin Jiange said lightly.

"I'm still waiting!"

A monk came slowly.

A person whose whole body is covered in a black robe, with poisonous insects coming out of his body from time to time.

Seven more people came one after another.

"It seems that my life is really valuable!"

Eight people, except for the half-crippled strong man, the eight great masters formed a circle and locked Qin Jiange firmly.

"Self-judgment, or should I wait to make a move?"

The middle-aged man holding an epee said slowly.

"Amitabha, benefactor, put down the butcher knife!"

The old monk holding the Buddhist beads sighed.

"Hehe, what a group of highly self-reliant people, don't you think that my strength is really just a great master?"

Looking around, Qin Jiange smiled coldly.

There is a surge of internal force in his body, which turns into a breathless storm and rolls towards the surrounding area.

A sense of oppression enveloped the radius of ten feet.

"You are so high above, have you ever tasted the feeling of being trampled under your feet!"

As soon as the cold words sounded, Qin Jiange's figure disappeared.

"Not good! Let go!"

The middle-aged man holding the epee suddenly laughed and shouted suddenly.

It's just that as soon as his voice fell, there was no sound.

Seeing a headless corpse fall to the ground, the rest of the people were startled.

But just as they took a step back, another person fell to the ground.

After seven breaths, Qin Jiange stood in place, surrounded by corpses, headless corpses.

Glancing at the distance, Wantu was fighting a great master there.

Qin Jiange walked towards the largest tent in the distance, and no one dared to stop him, because his sword was dripping with the blood of the Great Master.

boom!
The tent is opened!

"Report something quickly!"

Zhao Longshan sat inside and said calmly without raising his head.

But no voice echoed his words.

Zhao Longshan raised his head, but suddenly stopped.

"Emperor, how is it possible?"

Zhao Longshan couldn't believe it, but he sent a great master to intercept and kill him.

"Are you counting on those great masters? Hehe, I have already killed them!"

"Don't count on those guards, they are already dead!"

Qin Jiange approached Zhaolong Mountain step by step.

"Come on people!"

Zhao Longshan didn't believe it, and shouted several times, but no one responded to him.

"Don't come here!"

Zhao Longshan retreated again and again, "Nephew, there must be a misunderstanding, we have good things to say!"

Zhao Longshan's voice trembled a little, and he even picked up the sword at a loss, but it kept trembling.

"Zheng!"

But all he heard was a sword cry, and a burst of cold light lit up.

Zhao Longshan's body fell to the ground, and his head rolled aside.

Picking up Zhao Longshan's head, Qin Jiange stepped out of the tent and quickly climbed onto a high platform.

"Zhao Longshan bowed his head, you still have to resist!"

The sound spread quickly mixed with internal force, like thunder on a sunny day, trembling in everyone's heart.

The voice rang three times in a row.

Everyone looked at the figure in white on the tower.

Someone put down their weapons.

With a start, the surviving people put down their weapons.

Someone shouted that those were the soldiers guarding the imperial city, and they were extremely excited.

Seeing that the situation was over, the great master who was fighting Wan Tu ran away quickly.

Wantu didn't go after him, he was very relieved to see Qin Jiange's figure.

The news of the victory quickly spread to the imperial city, the whole city cheered, and countless people rushed to tell each other.

The news of the victory quickly spread throughout the Fourteen Continents of Qianlong Kingdom.

ten days later

Qin Jiange's imperial conquest was in person, and the rebellion in Fourteen Continents was suppressed.

Three months later
The imperial city was jubilant, welcoming the emperor's triumphant return.

Three years later

Under the governance of Qin Jiange, Qianlong Kingdom has never had any rebellion, and there are no grass bandits and bandits. The singing and dancing everywhere is peaceful, and the people are safe.

Three years and one month, early spring
A voice came from Qianlong Palace.

"The emperor is gone!"

The whole country was shocked, and the local governments searched everywhere, but they couldn't find anyone for a long time.

Three months later, no one was found. Just when everyone thought that the court was about to experience turmoil, the court remained calm, and even the tyrants everywhere did not move at all.

Everything is in order.

And just five months after Qin Jiange disappeared, the legend of a poet fairy began to spread everywhere.

A prodigal son, a poetic talent, he will leave an eternal sentence wherever he goes.

Countless beauties wanted to meet this prodigal son, but they were still unable to catch up with this prodigal son.

Ten years later

The court that was still running suddenly changed. The emperor who had disappeared for seven years suddenly came back, and there was another person who came back. He was named the prince and regent.

Then, the emperor disappeared again.

50 years later
The prince ascended the throne.

A hundred years later

A valley, a clear stream flows out of the valley, a winding path leads to a secluded place, with birds singing and flowers on both sides of the path, butterflies flying and phoenixes dancing.

Entering along the trail, you can hear the rumbling sound of falling water.

That's a waterfall.

Under the waterfall is a small lake, beside the lake is a bamboo forest and a small bamboo house.

The old Qin Jiange was leaning on the chair. He had white hair and dark spots on his face.

It stands to reason that a great master is enough to live for 200 years, but he lost his cultivation and faced the world with an ordinary side.

"This time, it really is different!"

Qin Jiange smiled lightly. In this life, he is free and easy, not bound by the imperial power, and he has achieved it.

"So it's so easy to be a happy emperor!"

"I, finally know..."

Qin Jiange slowly closed his eyes, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth.

When the wind blows, the bamboo moves.

A burst of silver light rose from Qin Jiange's body.

the sky darkened
In the strangely distorted space, there is a stone tablet.

There is a vortex in the stele, which is reincarnation.

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(End of this chapter)