The Human Emperor

After all this, Su Shixuan did not want to disturb Wang Chong and chose a quiet path towards Wang's residence.

There are so many things happening during this time, and the King is really too tired!

Quietly in the carriage, Wang slammed back against the carriage, slightly leaning back, and this fluttered in his head. After all this, he did not feel any relaxation in his heart, but grew heavier and heavier. People hate war so much, everyone thinks peace is too good, too simple, peace needs to be fought, tried, fought for.

When many people were discussing the fact that the Emperor Hu Luoshan was far away, and the war there had nothing to do with Datang, no one understood that the same thing could happen in the middle of the earth, and the same thing could happen in Datang. People don't understand. Sometimes you don't want to fight, you have to!

What happened in Khoroshan, that's the real world.

“Boom Boom Boom! ”

Suddenly, the carriage suddenly stopped when it was thinking.

“What's wrong? ”

Wang opened his eyes and said.

“Prince Wang, nothing, the road is blocked up ahead. I'll take a different road right away! ”

Su Shixuan's voice came from outside the carriage. His voice trembled in a slight shake, hiding a bit of panic. He tried to change the way immediately, but it was too late.

“We don't want war! —— ”

A shocking, earth-shattering cry suddenly came from the front:

“There have been too many wars in Datang! ”

“Whoever dares to wage war is the enemy of all! ”

“A general succeeds in tens of thousands of bones withered, while he has no choice but to invite kung fu, we will never accept! ”

“How many people are dying? Hundred thousand men, a million men, must the corpses of the Land of Divine States be spread out, are the warlords satisfied? What does Horoshan's war have to do with us? No war!”

……

Hearing that fierce, vibrating scrolling sound, in the carriage, Wang punched his face slightly white, suddenly understood what.

“Prince! ”

Su Shixuan's subconscious mind turned back and looked at the carriage behind him. There was suddenly a strong anxiety in his mind. Things are fermenting in the chapel. The people of the Beijing master are holding demonstrations. Thousands of people gathered to shout out loud. Su Shixuan sat in front of the carriage and heard the whole Beijing master, shouting everywhere.

“Keep going, I want to take a look. ”

Not knowing how long later, Wang Chong's voice suddenly came from the carriage. At that moment, even Su Shixuan didn't realize that his heart was trembling. He pulled out the sword on his waist and quietly cut off all the badges on the car.

Shuā

At the corner of the carriage, a curtain was lifted, and the king stormed through the window and looked out. In the capital, countless buildings are scaled, infinitely paved in view. Just under a few flying wine banners, Wang Chung saw a crowd gathered together. Dense and numb, thousands of people gathered in close proximity, in the streets, upstairs, everywhere.

Some even moved tables and chairs and stood up.

Wang Zhang looked at the past and saw men, women, old people, women, children..., a group of people shouting, yelling red-hearted, an excitement, seemed to exhaust all power. A wave of waves is brewing, and looking away, Wang Chung sees more people gathering and shouting.

At that moment, an incredible sense of strangeness emerged from the heart. Stunning, sad, painful… all sorts of emotions flash from the heart, but the strongest is a deep sorrow. “The first general succeeded in ten thousand bones withered”, “the side will do whatever it takes to invite merit”, and now the court, as well as the people of the Beijing master, have misunderstood this stage of war.

How much does Da Tang have to pay, how much blood it takes to learn from it, to give up all childishness and simplicity, to understand the cruelty of the world, to understand that backwardness will be beaten, to understand that strength is the only way to protect yourself!

The wagon continued to move forward in numerous equally blocked wagons and did not attract much attention. Wang rushed through the window and saw countless marches against the war crowd. His face grew paler and paler.

“Why war! Hu people are just like us, just ordinary people! Let's not be the initiators of war! ”

“The Hu people's problem, let the Hu people solve it themselves, the Great Cannibal and Sassan wars, what does it matter with the Great Tang! ”

……

A burst of shouting came into my ear, not far in front, a team of thousands of people with their arms up, just poured out of the street, and soon after, another team followed. One, two, three…, the demonstrators were much more crowded than imagined.

The war in the distant Khoroshan was like the fall of a heavy bomb, completely detonating the anti-war sentiment of the crowd.

Countless people have taken to the streets, but hundreds of miles away, they have met at least seventy or eight marching people, and the noise of the war is loud and loud. These hoarse shouts, each like a clap, deep into Wang Chung's heart. Wang slammed his back against the carriage and closed his eyes deeply. Every breath seemed to exhaust all his strength.

Carriage continues.

Gradually, as more news seemed to have come out of the hall, the crowd gradually changed the direction of the demonstration, from the beginning of "Peace, No War” to “Opposition to the Musketeers”, and finally the target pointed to Wang Chong:

“It was all a foreign king's idea! Let us all march together and listen, so that the court may know our hearts! ”

“Defeat the exotic king! ”

……

The shouting was shocking, and in one of the busiest areas of the Beijing master, Wang Zhong saw a tall platform, and seven or eight Confucians gathered together to criticize themselves loudly on the tall stage:

“The world is so peaceful, why should the exotic king offer troops at this time, Horoshan? ”

“Isn't it enough that four hundred thousand southwest, one million for Perros and Horoshan, has already killed 1.4 million? How many more people does he have to kill? How dare you offer to march again in the chapel, Horoshan! ”

“In Da Tang, the exotic king is the greatest killer king! ”

“Defeat the Exotic King! We must let the Holy Emperor relieve the exotic king of all his duties. We, the Great Tang, cannot tolerate such a killing demon! ”

……

Under the high stage, the people of the mountains and seas, several Confucians cried out, and every time they shouted, countless people responded wildly. Sound waves wave after wave, like tidal waves, vibrate the heavens and the earth.

“These bastards!! ”

If you hear these words, Su Shixuan's eyes are red and his heart is red!

A man loyal to the Empire, a man who has spared his entire family's life, in a moment of immense danger, to save the fury, a man who, in the northwest crisis, is unavailable, is in danger of being ordered to do his utmost for Datang, and when he reaches their mouth, he becomes a great demon king who kills the wild?

Have they forgotten how many a man they worshipped and treated him as a hero when he first returned to the city?

Only in a short time, how can anyone change so well!

At that moment, Su Shixuan's heart was dripping blood. No one can insult His Majesty so much, Su Shixuan would rather die than see a great Tang hero, so insulted and insulted.

“I'm gonna kill these bastards! ”

Su Shixuan held his fist tightly and was about to jump out of the carriage.

“Forget it, let them go! ”

At this point, a tired voice enters the ear. When he heard this voice, Su Shixuan felt terrible in his heart.

“But the Prince! ”

“Let them go! ”

Wang Chung again, he leaned back against the carriage, motionless. His eyes were bleak. He didn't care about Confucian malice and scolding, what really bothered him was the people around the stands, the emotions, the waves of response. When those scolding voices sound with Confucianism, it hurts worse than cold swords.

“Drink! Drink! Drink!”

At this time, beside the road, suddenly a child's voice came into his ear, attracting Wang Chong's attention.

“Destroy dragons and tigers! ”

“Nanyan returns north! ”

Optimus Prime! ”

……

At a glance, the sound of the sword is accompanied by a remarkable difference in this march crowd.

Wang punched his heart and suddenly opened a curtain. He saw the street, beside a medicine shop, a young boy, aged seven or eight, wearing a green coat, waving a bamboo sword. Though the bamboo sword floats with little power, the little boy's eyes are clear and his face is serious.

The crowd was all around, but it was like it had nothing to do with him. The little boy is focused, as if the whole world was left with only a bamboo sword in his hand.

“What? Didn't you see everyone marching against the war? ”

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the side. Without waiting for the little boy to react, a rough, puffy slap came from the side, splitting his head over his face, slapping him hard in the back of the head, and at the same time grabbing the little boy's bamboo sword, snapping,

“Didn't you hear what the liquor store said? The men in the battlefield wore stomach and brains came out. I didn't raise you to die on the battlefield. If you don't learn well when you're a little girl, why don't you just go inside and read! Remember, no more swords! ”

With that sound, a woman in a coarse cloth skirt was so colorful that she appeared behind the little boy that her puffing face was a big curse.

“But, Mom, why? ”

The little boy leaned back and complained about what he wanted to argue. But it was soon interrupted.

“There's nothing why, what's so good about being a soldier, what you like to fight for, it's not good! ”

Be a mother's voice.