I became a god and chose to join the chat group

Chapter 89 Recovering the Country in Front of the World

After Murong Fu completely stood on the altar, many soldiers around him suddenly knelt down on the ground, and they shouted loudly.

"The God of Creation is above, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

"Stay flat." Murong Fu lightly raised his palm, and he looked down, his expression a little dazed.

Although this was his plan, he never thought that the plan would go so smoothly.

Now, the restoration of the country is at hand!
Although now it is simply occupying Kaifeng Mansion and some cities.

But he has no doubt that under the watchful eye of God, he can conquer this world.

Even fight to the north, go to the prairie, create a glorious prosperous age, and create a kingdom of all nations!
After tidying up the dragon robe on his body, Murong Fu also muttered in his heart, fortunately he has a chat group.

After all, making imperial robes is not a simple matter. According to the productivity of the Northern Song Dynasty, it is estimated that it will take about half a year to polish.

This was Murong Fu's request for help, and then Liu Peiqiang sent over an urgent customized red envelope.

For the earth in [-], not to mention dragon robes, any robes you want can be made, and it only takes a few minutes from the beginning to the completion.

"Bring up the sacrifice." Murong Fu said solemnly.

Soon, under the pressure of many soldiers, the Zhao family emperor was forcibly dragged onto the altar.

Empress Zhu was also escorted up with him, as well as many stupid officials and demon officials who were in the ranks of civil servants and military officials, and they were all dragged up.

The emperor Zhao Xu is actually not good or bad, but indecision is indeed his biggest problem.

The Xining Reform, which had caused a lot of trouble back then, was demoted by Wang Anshi, who presided over the reform, under his repeated jumps.

As a result, even though the reform was successful, the impact on the Song Dynasty was just a small step forward, far from reaching the point of prosperity.

That being the case... then kill him, anyway, according to history, Zhao Xu will die in a year.

Queen?kill!

Faint officials and violent officials?kill!

On the one hand, a new dynasty is about to be established, and these people from the previous dynasty are used to worship the gods.

On the other hand, it also shows the iron blood of the new dynasty, showing that they are completely different from the previous dynasty.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Fu spat out a word, "Kill!"

Immediately, blood flowed like a river on the altar.

Murong Fu closed his eyes, he didn't care about those frightened pale-faced civil servants and generals, and began to read the sacrificial words aloud.

……

The world of gods.

Su Chen opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a clear reminder sound next to his ears.

"Ding, it has been detected that the world code-named Tianlong Babu has started to sacrifice..."

"Ding, [-] strands of power of faith were detected, and the sacrificial object was detected to be the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the augmentation system began to augment."

"Ding, the power of faith has been increased to 3000 million strands. Ding, the luck of the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty has been increased and he has successfully turned into a golden dragon of luck. The luck of the civil servants and empresses of the Northern Song Dynasty has been increased and turned into three thousand heavenly luck."

Su Chen's expression changed drastically. As soon as he thought about it, his figure instantly disappeared into the realm of the gods.

"Luck Golden Dragon... Heavenly Luck..." Su Chen's expression was a little inexplicable. These things belong to the category of middle-level gods, and it is possible to learn the details only after going to the university.

"Alright..." Su Chen tapped his fingers subconsciously, and made up his mind, "Then go to higher education institutions in advance."

"The new dynasty, the new emperor, should be rewarded, should be rewarded..."

"However, although Murong Fu has captured Kaifeng City, it is only Kaifeng City, right?"

Su Chen projected his thoughts into that world, and instantly became aware of the situation there.

He suddenly laughed, "That's fine, to establish a new dynasty with teaching, and given me such a great gift, then when bestowing divine grace, I will help you by the way, so that you can unify the world as soon as possible."

……

The world of Tianlong Babu, Kaifeng City, in the palace.

The altar was glowing, and the blood on it seemed to possess inexplicable spirituality at this moment.

It was continuously absorbed by the altar, and the lines on the altar gradually turned into blood at this moment.

Suddenly, above the sky, the situation suddenly changed, and a high-six dragon chant sounded.

An illusory golden dragon shadow suddenly broke away from the altar, and he condensed on the heavenly palace, wandering around, with an extremely terrifying sacred charm.

"what?"

"Dragon... the dragon appeared? How is this possible? There are really dragons in this world?"

"The emperor is called the son of heaven, the son of heaven, the son of heaven, and he is also called the son of the real dragon... The new emperor ascended the throne, and the real dragon appeared. Could it be that the new emperor was really appointed by fate? The reason why my Song Dynasty was born overnight And it was destroyed because the destiny was lost?!"

"...I don't believe it, it must be false!"

The military officers are still okay. Although they look in awe at this scene, it's just that.

But those civil servants who were forcibly pressed to the ground were strongly stimulated by this scene.

Some people's faces are pale, some people's eyes are dull, and there are also some people who can't bear the pressure and go crazy...

Wang Gui and Cai Que stared at the young man standing on the high platform with dazed faces, and murmured, "The divine right of kings...this is the divine right of kings!"

As they were talking, excitement appeared on the faces of the two of them, and they fell to the ground with a plop like a ghost, their bodies trembling, and bowed their heads deeply.

The object of their kowtow was not the new emperor on the altar, but the golden dragon in the sky...the two comforted themselves like this.

But, they don't know, this is just the beginning.

Above the sky, suddenly there was a gorgeous streamer extending.

This streamer spread in all directions at an extremely terrifying speed.

Only in an instant, whether it is the Song Dynasty, or the Xixia Kingdom or even the Khitan people.

Regardless of whether they were princes or nobles, or pedestrians and woodcutters, the picture of Murong Fu proclaiming himself emperor appeared in their minds.

Shocked the world.

Xixia Kingdom, Xingqing Mansion.

Li Bingchang, the emperor of Xixia, looked dull, and murmured: "This is... this is Kaifeng! This is the capital of Song Dynasty. But why, this scene appears in my mind?"

"Who is that person on the altar?"

"Wait a minute... the corpse on the altar is the Zhao Family Emperor!"

Li Bingchang was shocked, he suddenly lowered his head, and looked at the information he just got...

The Song Dynasty uprising, the capital has been broken...

"How is this possible?" Li Bingchang shook his palm, and the information fell on the ground.

He looked at the young man in the dragon robe in his mind, and at the Luck Golden Dragon hovering above the sky, his face was pale at first, then his face became ferocious, and fear flashed in his eyes.

Li Bingchang roared hysterically: "I don't believe it, I am the emperor of the destiny! Why? Why should the pariah who broke the Song Dynasty, that muddy leg, get such a manifest destiny!"

"I'm not reconciled..."

While talking, Li Bingchang suddenly sat on the ground and burst into tears.

"God, how unfair you are!"

(End of this chapter)