The Human Emperor

Horseshoe, on the road to Beidou City, an iron riding like snow, between the mountains at a polar speed, the wind rushed off.

Wang Zhongan sat on the horse's back, his gaze was firm, his color was cold, without a trace of change.

At this moment, it has been three or four days since Wang Chong departed from the Beijing master.

Winds whistling on both sides, the sky darkening like an ink wash pool, and the pressure on the people could not breathe.

From the Beijing master to the Xixi, the sad and heavy atmosphere, not only has not been reduced, but has become more intense. Walking all the way, Wang Zhengmei was everywhere, but everywhere there were villages, there was a black gray, scattered in the air, scattered far away, it was a tribute to the people of Shixi, brother Shuhan.

Thousands of miles have passed, the king hasn't stopped for a few days, he has passed a hill again, not knowing how long later, suddenly heard a shocking cry from the sky and the earth.

“Here it is!”

Wang shook his heart and raised his head steeply, far away, across the heavy space, over a low hill and hill. At the horizon, he saw only a huge fortress, probing a corner from the horizon.

The walls of this fortress are still tall and strong, but through its majestic and magnificent appearance, Wang Zheng felt the smell of mourning and sadness!

Big Dipper City!

That's the westernmost part of Datang, the biggest and most prominent military town!

Wang punched a pony belly and suddenly accelerated the speed forward. Even though his heart was already ready, when Wang punched really arrived, he was still shocked by that sad emotion.

Beyond Beidou City, there is a sea of people. Not Goshuhan's Beidou army, but tens of thousands, wearing Bai Dai Xiao, came spontaneously to deliver letters to Goshuhan's people.

Almost all the people looked in the direction of Beidoucheng, weeping, sorrow, even five-year-old children could not bear to show their sorrow.

Sorrow cried again and again, coming from the crowd, and the sad voice went straight to the sky for decades. Wang Zhongwei, the cries heard before were made by these people of Xixi.

Goshuhan disappeared, and the most sad part of the empire was precisely the people of Lucy.

Goshuhan Junma devoted almost his entire life to the people of Junxi, and now it is most unacceptable for the people of Junxi to drop the star meteor. Wang punched a dim look in his eyes, quickly clamped his belly and went forward.

Through a dense crowd, Wang Chong quickly arrived in front of Beidou City.

This heavily renowned town, when the city gate opens, the platoon of Beidou soldiers guard at the city gate.

Beidou army is well known for its rigour, an iron blooded gesture, and its temper. But it seemed that because of the fall of Koshuhan, the soldiers of the Beidou Army, though strong in their bodies, were all sorrowful, red in their eyes and covered in blood.

They all guarded the gates and guarded General Goshu for the last time.

“Stop! ”

When people suddenly appeared not far away, several soldiers of the North Fighter Army immediately stepped forward to stop them, but before they could take a few steps, they were stopped by a voice.

“Stand down! ”

Behind these men, a slightly higher ranking BeiDou soldier, of a majestic colour, was similarly reddish and bloody, although his face looked more pale than other soldiers.

He came forward. His eyes swept past Wang's white hooves like snow, and he glanced at Wang's white veil on his right arm and quickly opened his mouth:

“This is the exotic king that the General used to mention in his life! ”

“Prince! … we have been waiting for too long. ”

The belligerent warrior said, bowing down, respectfully respectfully performed a gift:

“Thank you for visiting our General! ”

When he heard the man, the other belligerents around him bowed their heads.

When he heard the voice of the man, Wang Zhuang looked up, his heart suddenly sinked. The warrior Wang Zhengyin of the North Fighter Army had some impression. When the war of Ross ended, he returned to the west. He had traveled with Goshuhan on the road to the east. At that time, he was such a bright teenager. Today, at first sight, he looked like he had been through several ordeals. He seemed very sad.

“Take me to your general! ”

Wang Chung rolled down his horse, his heart was heavy.

The guard nodded and soon commanded a soldier next to him to take Wang Chong's white hoof and lead Wang through the city gate towards the spiritual hall inside Beidou Town.

All the way through the heavy white beard, right in the deepest part of the whole Beidou city, in the center of these Beidou army, Wang Chung glanced at a pair of hearts.

The hearse is purple gold, much more than the ordinary hearse, and the white hearth is everywhere outside, emitting a thick cold death breath.

But who would have thought that in the past, upstairs in Beidou City, talking about the wind, dealing with the millions of male masters of Beidou General Brother Shuhan, lay in that hearth right now.

For a while, Wang's heart was filled with emotion.

Around them, platoons and platoons of Beidou army leaders lay on their knees outside the spiritual hall, one looking red and sad.

“Your Highness, you have finally arrived! ”

Seeing Wang Chong, a Beidou army leader stood up and was thrilled. When Wang Chong went to Beidou City, there was a message from the pigeon. Although there had been a lot of gaps between Beidou Army and Wang Chong, at this moment Wang Chong became the most anticipated and trusted person in all Beidou Army.

Wang Chong did not speak, just nodded, crossed from the leader of a group of Beidou army and walked straight to the hearse.

In this white gauze wrapped hearse, Wang Chung finally saw the fallen Admiral of Beidou, Brother Shuhan.

He was dressed in armor, surrounded by the world famous Hokkaido sword. Though he has been dead for many years, he still maintains the decadence of the scolding party, and if he does not look closely, he may even think that the body in the hearse is still alive.

But no matter what people think, Goshman is already dead.

His face was pale, his eyes closed, his body under the armor had long become cold, and the flames of life in his body had long been extinguished, leaving only a strong breath of death.

Seeing that familiar and dignified face, Wang's heart couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

On the way back to the East, the two men rejoiced and laughed on the Silk Road as if it were yesterday, but everything had turned into a shadow.

“Beidou Seven Star High, Brother Shu with knife at night. To this day, Peeping Horse dares not to pass up", the long-standing sermon is still in his ear, while the hero in the sermon has long been extinguished!

The whole of Luanxi land has been subjected to war for many years. Us Tibetans have been coming to the east and looting over and over again, making the entire Luanxi people unable to chat, and the people simply cannot work in peace.

It was in the hands of Goshham that this was completely changed. Goshuhan and his establishment of Beidou City not only became the strongest barrier of the Empire West, blocked the then unmatched Us Tibetan iron riding over the plateau countless times, created many battles with few victories, but also contributed to the prosperity and development of Luoxi, making Luoxi a rich place in the world.

There is a saying that "the world is rich and there is nowhere to turn”, and Goshman's achievements can be seen. In his tenure, Goshuhan not only had a side in the army, but also the relations between his commanding Beidou army and the people of Shi Xi were very harmonious. Under his command, the Beidou army is even more than 80% of its children. The support of the Sioux for him is far greater than that of anyone else.

Yet everything has turned into cloud smoke!

“The tile tank will not break from the well, the general will inevitably die in battle”. Looking at the figure in the hearth, Wang's heart also felt deeply saddened.

“General, I'm late...”

Wang punched his head down, a long sigh in his mouth.

“Your Majesty, in any case, you must take charge of our general! ”

Next to the hearse, he only listened to a flutter, a seemingly highest-ranking general, his eyes red, suddenly kneeling in front of Wang Chung. The next moment, inside and outside Lingtang, all the Northern Warriors also knelt down:

“Please make sure the Prince is in charge of our general! ”

“Please make sure the Prince is in charge of our general! ”

“Please make sure the prince is in charge of our general! ”

……

Bang bang, row after row of Beidou soldiers knelt down.

Men did not cry lightly, but did not reach the sad spot. At this moment, inside and outside Lingtang, a warrior named Beidou army had red eyes and lowered his head deeply.

“My lord! My general is dead! Overnight, 36 martial arts generals, together with Brother Shu, were all slaughtered. Please make sure to find out the truth anyway! Give us justice and the world a truth! ”

The Beidou army warlord, headed by him, walked forward on his knees and crawled under Wang's feet. His body trembled. In the end, he could not bear to cry. And inside and outside the Spiritual Hall, all the belligerents cried with pain.

When it happened, everyone was repressed, but at this moment, when the king rushed out, everyone seemed to find the heart bone and finally couldn't bear to cry.

In the eyes of the world, if there is one person who can find out the truth, then there is justice for General Shu Da, I'm afraid only one exotic king in front of him will rush.

“Prince! ”

“Please, Prince! ”

……

The sound of a heartbreaking lung sounded all over the sky. At this moment, even Wang punched his nose with no acid to move it.

“Don't worry! ”

“My lord, my general has always admired the king. He once said that if there is one man who can make a mess and bring Datang back to his peak, it must be the king. Even before he was born, he left two letters saying that one day, if His Majesty came to Beidou City, he must give them to him. ”

Not far away, another Beidou city martial artist said.

“Letter? ”

Wang Zheng moved in his heart and jumped hard. He never thought that Goshuhan had left him a letter before he was born. The senior kung fu of the Beidou army did not say much, in the eyes of everyone, took out two letters and delivered them quickly.