Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

Accompanied by a deafening scream.

One after another, figures all over their bodies, even with their seated war horses wrapped under iron armor, rushed towards the 20,000 black armored soldiers outside the Qilin Hall with overwhelming momentum.

In the blink of an eye, two torrents of black and silver converged.

What followed was bursts of metal crashing, and a lot of screams.

Iron Buddha, equipped with heavy cavalry.

The whole body, even the horse under the seat, was covered with heavy armor.

With such a weight, once charged, the power and power it can bring, how can one imagine...

I saw the Eight Thousand Iron Pagoda, like an iron block smashed into tofu, and completely pierced through the black armored army guarding the Qilin Hall without any obstacle.

On the other hand, on the side of the black armored forbidden army, facing the Buddha army armed to the teeth, there is no way to start.

Plus the disparity in weapons.

Just at first contact, the outcome between the two sides is almost no suspense.

Even if the black armored army is more than twice the size of the Buddha army...

However, these Buddha troops who broke through the defense line of the black armored forbidden army did not give up.

Except for the dozens of people who entered the Qilin Hall, the others reined in their horses and turned around, killing the rest of the surrounding black armored soldiers again.

A posture that will not give up until it is completely produced.

Seeing this scene outside the hall, Chaozhong Wu Baiguan showed shock and fear on his face.

Ying Zheng's face was even more incredible.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"The Xianyang Palace is heavily guarded, how did these heavy cavalry get in!"

Although the Xianyang Palace is large, it is almost ten steps and one guard, and one hundred steps and one post.

With the heightened level of defense, Xianyang Palace claimed to be the second and no one dared to be the first.

But now, 8,000 heavy cavalry have appeared out of thin air!

Eight thousand!

Not eighty.

This made Ying Zheng completely incomprehensible.

It wasn't just Ying Zheng at this time.

Even Meng Yi and Feng Quji, who had already defected to Zhao Tuo at this time, were confused.

These cavalry armed to the teeth are no longer in their plan.

Even the son has never mentioned to them that he still has such an elite cavalry team.

really.

This son Takuya, as always, has countless trump cards...

"Zhao Zhen, the commander of the Buddha Army, has seen the Lord!"

The leader of the Buddha's army got off the horse and came to Zhao Zhen, and fell to the ground.

Zhao Tuo nodded and smiled to see Zhao Zhen, who was in front of him, and his equipment with a smile.

The Buddha Army, since the system rewarded him yesterday, this is the first time he has seen him.

In the past life, I learned a lot from film and television dramas and historical books.

Looking at it now, this combat power is really not blown out.

Soon, the sound of fighting outside the Qilin Hall gradually receded.

The smile on Zhao Tuo's face grew brighter, but Ying Zheng suddenly became calm, with an inexplicable divine light flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, everyone is aware of the situation outside the hall.

The black armor banned army, the trend is gone!

"Father, why bother..."

Zhao Tuo sorted out the black water dragon robe on his lower body, and then slowly stepped onto the ninth-order dragon platform.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

One step at a time, a muffled sound,

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to strike the hearts of Ying Zheng and the officials below him.

And the outside of the hall did not know when it was completely quiet.

Ying Zheng quietly watched Zhao Tuo step onto the ninth-order dragon platform.

Suddenly, he asked in a deep voice, "Do you think this is enough to usurp the throne?"

Zhao Tuo stopped, looked up at Ying Zheng and grinned.

"I'm not that naive. There are some behind me. Does the emperor want to see it?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Hearing Zhao Tuo's disrespectful remarks, Ying Zheng laughed instead of getting angry.

"Hahahaha! You kid, you are much more interesting than your brothers?"

"Courageous, resourceful, courageous, and even more forgiving, and with the style I had back then, it is indeed beyond the reach of your brothers."

As soon as Ying Zheng said this, the civil and military officials below immediately boiled over.

The fifteenth son intended to usurp the throne, but His Majesty actually praised him instead?

But then again, the truth is exactly as His Majesty said.

Having been dormant for so many years while being exiled outside the palace, he was able to secretly counteract the Black Ice Platform, and even deployed eight thousand cavalry in the palace.

Among these young masters in Daqin, it is indeed difficult to find a second person who is brave and resourceful like this son Tuo.

Even today's eldest son Fusu.

Although he is loved by the people, he is indecisive and blindly seeks virtue and benevolence.

But from a comprehensive comparison, it is far inferior to this fifteenth son.

After staring at each other for a moment, Ying Zheng spoke again.

"You are so smart, but you also know that even if you sit on the throne today, do all the officials in the court agree with you?"

"I am a million-dollar master of Qin, do you agree?"

"Do the people in this world agree?"

"Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize it. I advise you to think clearly before making a decision!"

"Boom...boom..."

Zhao Tuo smiled slightly as if he hadn't heard it before, but he stepped out again and walked towards the top of the ninth-order dragon platform...

"Boom!"

The last step is to firmly step on the ninth-order dragon platform.

I saw his hands compose slightly, looked at Ying Zheng with a smile on his face, and said again:

"My son Zhao Tuo, please also ask the father... to cede the throne!!!"*