The Human Emperor

Outside of the “Yi Dynasty”, there was chaos, and Wang Zhong really went outside to find out what the current Beijing master looked like.

In the past, a crowded and peaceful Beijing master has become much quieter. The street lacks a lot of hustle and bustle called selling, the crowd hurried, not talking about trading, but "less than Zhongtong”, “Annan Du Guard”, “Us Tibet”, “Gao Luofeng” and other names that were difficult to hear in previous years!

The air is full of agitation and anxiety.

Datang has not experienced such a failure for too long, and the defeat of 180,000 Datang elites is enough to affect this empire.

At this moment, more than the people of the Beijing Division, even the generals of the military ministry, the ministers of the imperial court, and the empire ministers on the sidelines are watching the war as well.

Everything is so like acquaintance.

“Young Master! ”

A familiar voice comes from the ear. The eagle stood on the street outside the police station, next to a carriage of four horses, apparently waiting for a long time.

However, Wang Shuang did not get in immediately.

“Pass me three orders! ”

Wang strode out three fingers, his eyes looked ahead, his eyes were so deep, as if he had seen the depths of time and space:

“First, immediately send home escorts to all tea houses and taverns in Beijing to recruit all hiring professionals beyond the realm of true martial arts. Expensive or weak, high or low, it's a trick! ”

Wang Shoudao.

“Yes, sir! ”

The eagle shrugged, and then reacted, delighted in his heart.

This time, more than half a month of prison disaster did not resolve, and Wang Chong in front of him is still the steady and wise son of his own impression.

And whenever he makes such a series of orders, it means he's making a big move. Obviously, the boy is about to take action.

“Son, is it something to do with the Southwest War? ”

The eagle probed.

The war in the Southwest was only known to Wang Chong and the Eagle when the whole empire understood. While the whole empire was still discussing how to do it, Wang Chun had already taken action there.

The spiritual veins sold, Wang Chong, although not understood, the eagle had guessed what was going on.

Wang Chung did not nod, but did not shake his head.

Though seemingly fuzzy, for a very familiar eagle who had been with him, he had already guessed what was going on.

The war in the south-west shook the entire empire, and it was outrageous.

Since the founding of the Great Tang Dynasty, most of Annan's protection against the tragic defeat of Zhongtong has been a huge shock to the Han people who have been convinced that the Great Tang Dynasty cannot be stopped.

Although personal abilities are limited for a war, let alone a teenager, the eagle has always believed that his son can do something.

Perhaps no one else can, but my own son can.

This has happened many times in the past.

“Second, gather the four great sword casting worlds, as well as all the sword stores, sword houses, and all swordmasters, swordmasters, inscriptionists! Tell them that the Royal Family bought out their family's weapons and that I own all the weapons and equipment they produce in three months! ”

“Buzz!”

The eagle looked up violently and looked at Wang Chung with amazement. Thousands of swordstores and sword towers in the capital, plus four major swordcasting families, would be an astonishing number if they were to buy out the weapons produced within three months by these swordstores and sword towers.

“Yes, sir! ”

Despite the surprise in his heart, the eagle did not hesitate to take it on.

“Thirdly, gather Zhao Jingsheng, Wei An Fang, Zhao Qiqin and Huang Fiber children. Tell them to meet me at the Imperial Palace at night. ”

“Yes, sir! ”

The eagle did not hesitate.

At this moment, there is a little doubt in the eagle's mind. Under the three orders, Wang Chong echoed his impression of the killing showdown.

Some people cannot judge by their age, nor will they ever weaken their will because of their situation. Obviously, this is how Wang Chong exists.

“Is the brush ink paper ink ready? ”

Wang Zhungdao, did not notice the eagle's change in look.

“Ready, son. It's in the carriage. ”

The eagle said with all due respect.

Wang nodded and said nothing more.

“Your Highness, please! ”

Wang Chung just turned back and reached out his right palm to the Song Wang Dao who came out behind him. Song Wang's carriage was parked not far away, invited by Wang Chong, Song Wang's face slightly lagged, and his eyes clearly revealed a surprising divine color.

“Okay.”

Surprised to fade quickly, just a moment later, Song Wang returned to normal, nodded, a robe sheet, and stepped into the carriage first.

Wang slammed right behind him, then dropped the wagon curtain and stepped into the compartment.

“Let's go! ”

The carriage departed quickly, and no one knew what Wang Chong and Song Wang were talking about inside. A pound of energy erupted from inside, instantly isolating the Eagle's perception, and no one knew what was next.

The eagle only knows that the last time King Song walked out of it, his face was very ugly!

After King Song left, calm returned to the carriage.

“Half a month, at most half a month! If you succeed, it's been half a month! ”

In the carriage, Wang shook his eyes and quickly spread out a piece of paper, pressed it with paperweight, dipped it in ink with his right hand, and wrote it on a letterhead.

The first king wrote his father, Wang Zhen and Big Brother Wang Dynasty. Less than Zhongtong is a typical city guardian, but it is also a form of confinement, lacking change, suitable only for city guardians of war.

Moreover, his talents will never be applied to commanding 180,000 troops, and he will not be able to cope with the top opponents of Fire Tree Collection, Daqin Ruozan, Gao Luofeng and Duan Gequan.

In their previous lives, they lost less than Zhongtong. Eighteen hundred thousand troops resisted the death struggle and fought to resist, and only saved the lives of one person less than the intermediary.

In order to save the remaining 80,000 generals and preserve Datang's energy as much as possible, Wang Zhong can only trust his father and brother at this time.

“Father, Big Brother is on, Wang is on! …… ”

Wang Chung lowered his head slightly, his chest was tumultuous, and the wolf walked on the letterhead like lightning, writing a line of fonts weighing a thousand times.

Apart from Wang Chong himself, no one knows that the life of the remaining 80,000 generals in the southwest is determined in a line of scripts.

Hualala!

After the first letterhead was written, a pigeon rushed to the sky and quickly headed southwest.

After writing the first letter, Wang Chung wrote the second, third and fourth letters without hesitation...

These letters fly southwest, southeast, within or outside the city…, a hawk magpie, a pigeon constantly summoned by the eagle to fly down from the sky to the top of the carriage and then take a snowflake letterhead to all sides.

The contents of the letter, apart from Wang Chong, even the nearby eagle did not know what he had written.

“Son, alas..."

Seeing Wang punched heavily and focused on the divine color, the eagle's heart sighed for a long time, feeling dark and heartbroken, but wisely did not disturb.

Although Wang Chong is only a teenager, I don't know why, there is a feeling inside the eagle, I'm afraid the southwest thing will fall on Wang Chong alone again! Wang Chong sees everything better than anyone!