The Human Emperor

“Trial of Destiny, Task Content:

“Dedicated to royal councillors, comet attack the moon, Nie Zheng's Han puppet, white rainbow through the sun”, the fall of the empire is not overnight, but visible at all! …… ”

Boom!

Between moments, Wang punched the blood in front of his eyes and infinite illusions surfaced. Boom boom, a huge piece of land in front of Wang Chong.

Middle-earth earth!

Although this is the first time I've seen him, Wang Zheng is sure.

But the next moment, Boom Lung, the sky collapsed southeast, the land fell northwest, in the eyes of Wang Chong, the southwest earth collapsed, a piece of blood rushed to the sky, and quickly turned into a fiery flame, the southwest earth swept the entire Divine Land.

Just between the bears, the entire land fell into the flames of the bear.

“Ah! ——”

The earth sank, a terrible scream suddenly entered Wang Chong's ear, as if to tear the eardrum of man. Then, the screams of one person became ten, hundreds, tens of thousands… and countless screams.

Bombing, countless buildings collapsed, turning into scorched earth in flames and smoke. Corpses, countless corpses, old, small, young, young, infant, female, male..., thousands of corpses piled up in smoke and fire, turned into a mountain of corpses crowded with eyes, all over the earth.

Between the Mountains of the Dead and the Mountains of the Dead, there is a thick bloodbath, like a tsunami of rivers and seas, all over the land of Shenzhou.

Wang Chung Ear heard the sound of the infinitely interlaced friction of Jingo, saw the inexhaustible, heavenly foreign cavalry and battle flag, and swept across the land of the Central Plains!

The sky is red, the earth is fallen...

In the last scene, Wang Chung saw countless tired white bones floating in the bloody sea, as well as dragon flags falling heavily in flames and smoke.

This exuberant empire, which spanned nearly 300 years, a Chinese culture that has bred for more than 3,000 years, then turned to ashes...

“Hoo-hoo! ”

An airflow burst into his ear, Wang opened his eyes, and in the sky, the giant golden "Eagle King” fell on his arm.

“The development of anything is within reach. Happiness and decay, life and annihilation, the alternation of any empire, the birth and annihilation of civilization have their veins. ”

“When the southwest collapses and the earth falls, an imperial row that has lasted more than three hundred years will drain its last strength and fall in flames in the remainder of the sunset. ‘Qin lost his deer and drove them out of the world', and Reaper walked on the earth, and the trumpet had blown. When a giant falls, it will attract hungry beasts! ”

“This is the last chance, either to save the war or to slip further into the abyss of death until it is destroyed! ”

“Trial of Destiny - ‘Empire's Grind' is officially on! ”

……

When the golden eagle king wings collapsed and stood still on Wang Chong's arm, the last sound of the stone of destiny in Wang Chong's mind disappeared.

Looking at the eagle king in his hand, Wang Zhong felt only a cold tide flutter, his heart was unprecedented cold.

War of Nanda!

Listen to the Hung Zhong Julu in mind, full of warning smell, Wang Zhong can only think of one thing in mind.

Only the Battle of the Nanda in the Southwest can match those warnings of the Stone of Destiny. But how is that possible? Didn't the Battle of the Nanda take place in six months?

Why now? This is totally unacceptable.

“No, absolutely not! ”

With one last glimmer of hope, Wang shouted and removed the metal cylinder from King Eagle's leg.

There was only one wrinkled letter in the metal cylinder, and the lettering on it was very grassy, apparently hastily written in very urgent circumstances.

There's even a little bit of blood on the letter.

But the letter on the paper, Wang Chong recognized it at first glance, is the letter of the lone wolf. Over the past six months, he's seen a lot of these words from the eagle.

“To Young Master Chung:

Solo wolf served. ”

“As the son ordered, after entering the southwest, every time my subordinates made contact with the Sword Palace too Zhang Jitao…, the southwest was transformed and in critical condition…”

Then there was the grass, and the letterhead showed many traces of black charcoal ash, which seemed to be written next to a people's stove.

“The wife and daughter of Luo Fengdao, the Imperial Palace of Monsieur Dai, entered the Sword Palace…. As the son ordered, he closely monitored Prince Zhang Pituo, but Prince Zhang Pituo was not in any doubt…”

“Ge Luofeng's wife and daughter stayed for 15 days! ”

“Everything is fine, my men have found nothing! ”

“On the 15th, my subordinates entered the Taishou Palace to meet Zhang Jituo. Zhang is not here..., the maids crossed each other, Prince Zhang Jituo was killed, in Yokohama..., the wife and daughter of Gong Luo Phoenix were killed, the guards were broken throats... shocked! It's so sudden! How come?”

“Taishou fired…, leaving Taishou, discovered strangers in black, extremely powerful, subordinates are not opponents! ”

“Monsieur Dai attacked the city, the city broke! According to the order of the son, his subordinates rushed to the capital, Zhang Jituo returned to the capital and drew his sword to prepare for suicide. My subordinates saved Zhang Jituo, ready to leave, suddenly a large number of people in black appeared, and my subordinates were seriously injured..."

The further back the script becomes, the more indistinguishable the script is. Seems to be affected by physical injuries, the lone wolf is totally thinking about where to write.

“It's the blood of a lone wolf! ”

Wang Conflict suddenly realized that the spot on the letterhead was the blood of the lone wolf. Things in the southwest have always been the focus of Wang Chong's attention, so before the lone wolf left, Wang Chong had ordered that all the details of Zhang Pituo's affairs must be reported.

The lone wolf was injured, but too many things happened in a hurry, too sudden to write them all down. That's why we do it this way, thinking about where to write it.

“… in addition to Datang and Monsieur Dai, there is also a third power in the city. My men saw them slaughter Monsieur's cavalry with their own eyes! Fire in the city, corpses everywhere..."

“The black-clothed men were pursuing Zhang Jiedao everywhere. They didn't care about me at all. All the attacks were directed at Zhang Jiedao, and it seemed necessary to get Zhang Jiedao's body and then quickly.... I don't understand, if you want to kill Zhang Jiedao, when Zhang Jiedao was ready to commit suicide in the capital city, they had many opportunities, why didn't you do it then? ”

“… Zhang Jituo is still in a coma and has taken his son's medicine. Too much confusion. The pigeon was captured this morning and all news in the city was banned. It was impossible to get out. It was a man in black! ”

“The situation is urgent, the city is full of Monsieur's cavalry. Fortunately, a secret passage has been prepared as ordered by the son...”

“Those people are dying, they're in danger of being spotted, they don't have a chance to send a message! No chance to send a message...”

“Tomorrow will try for the last time, Master, rest assured that Zhang Taishou will not fail in his mission! ”

……

The letterhead says that there will be no further details.

Everything is definitely settled.

Battle of Nanda!

It's really the Battle of Nanda!

The last glimmer of hope in Wang Zheng's heart sees this place extinguished, and his heart is cold. And after the cold, it was unprecedented chaos, agitation and anxiety!

There was nothing in front of him, but there was a loud rumbling noise in Wang's ears. In the middle of the underworld, Wang rushed to see the empire's southwestern land was falling, collapsing, the flames were rising, and a strong sense of crisis surfaced, almost choking!

“Why is this happening? Why is this happening? …… ”

Wang Qiong muttered to himself, his mind was confused.

The sky gradually dawned, far away, Wang rushed as if to hear the imperial gates slowly open, a song and dance rose flat in the Beijing master, but other than him, did not understand what the empire was facing.

The slaughter of Mount Anjong has failed. Wang Chongwan did not expect that the Battle of the Nanda would begin at this time.