This emperor is too strong!

Chapter 172 The line of defense is broken, and the cloud wave is shocked

On the fourth day of August, night.

Ronglin battlefield.

Qingqiu central camp, fire dining room.

"Liu Shuai seems to be in a good mood today. Is this a celebration for making so many delicacies?"

A gang leader looked at the table with more than a dozen kinds of delicacies with attractive colors, and said in amazement.

"What's so good? Before Liu Shuai sent his troops, he let go of his words. Half a month is enough to clean up a small Yunbo Dynasty!"

"But what about the reality? It's been a month, but he's still being blocked here, and even killed and injured more than 50 people. How could Liu Shuai be happy?"

The chef snorted softly, his face full of disapproval.

The gang leader coughed dryly, and said with a sneer: "It's coming soon. I heard that the Yunbo Dynasty has less than 60 troops left to fight, and most of them are city guards. I believe that under the command of Liu Shuai, the broken The day of the enemy is at hand!"

"That's true."

The chef frowned, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I heard from my nephew that the imperial court has sent a trump card, and they might be able to break through the line of defense tonight!"

The gang leader narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately cheered up.

This fire dining room is Liu Shuai's private chef, and the chef's nephew is Liu Shuai's personal guard commander.

Although obtaining information from here often depends on luck, the possibility of coming into contact with secrets is not small, and it is not easy to be discovered.

"Assassin? No way, I haven't heard that there are new troops coming."

The gang leader curled his lips, with a look of disbelief.

The chef stared, feeling that his abilities had been challenged.

"What do you know? Who said that the trump card must be the army? Let me tell you, this..."

The chef pointed to the dining table with a displeased face, and when he was about to say something, the curtain was lifted suddenly.

"Uncle Wang, are you alright?"

A young general walked in quickly, ignoring the others, staring directly at the chef and asking.

"OK OK."

The chef immediately trotted forward, nodding and bowing, while wiping his oily hands with his apron.

"it is good."

The young general nodded and called out.

"Come here! Check the vegetables and put them in boxes!"

"promise!"

Seven tough and expressionless soldiers walked in quickly, and two of them quickly took out several drug testing items and began to check them one by one.

The gang leader glanced at the dishes on the table, then shrank to a corner and put on a small transparent bag, and he didn't say anything to the chef again.

A quarter of an hour later, the gang leader appeared in a certain camp.

"Qingqiu has sent a trump card, as if he is confident that he will break through the line of defense tonight. This trump card is not the army, it seems to be related to the few people Liu Shuai entertained."

"There is indeed a problem..."

The tent was a bit dim, and the man's face could not be seen clearly, only a low murmur could be heard.

"You did a good job. If the verification is true, at least I can give you a Zhong Gong!"

"Thank you Captain!"

The gang leader was overjoyed and hurried to thank him.

"You go, I will report to the higher authorities immediately."

"Yes!"

……

Midnight.

Yingtou Mountain, Yunbo handsome camp.

In the handsome tent, Yang Jun sat at the table with his brows furrowed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked haggard.

This battle has been fought so far, and too many people have died, but he still has no hope!
Now, he no longer has any back strength in his hands, and almost all the remaining elites are injured and exhausted.

He didn't know how long he could last, maybe five days, maybe seven days, maybe... one day?
The most terrible thing is that instead of agreeing to help, Daxia sent a legion to the border, which seemed to be eyeing and ready to move.

In this case, what else can he hope for?
Feeling restless and depressed, Yang Jun got up and walked out of the handsome tent, staring at the starry night sky in a daze.

At a certain moment, a cold drink sounded suddenly.

"stop!"

The voice came from Zhao Cheng'an, Yang Jun's personal guard commander. Yang Jun followed Zhao Cheng'an's gaze and saw a group of ten patrolling soldiers standing a hundred paces away helplessly.

These people are all wearing the standard armor of the Guards Battalion, and they seem to be fine on the surface.

But Zhao Chengan didn't think so, because he felt that these people seemed a little strange.

Therefore, Zhao Chengan waved his hand to alert the guards around him, while shouting in a cold voice.

"Turn around!"

Hearing the order, the leader slowly turned his head, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a bit vigilant, but unfortunately, it's too late."

Zhao Chengan's pupils shrank, and he showed his Dharma body without hesitation, while shouting loudly.

"There are assassins! Protect Shangzhu Kingdom!"

As soon as the sound came out, hundreds of guards in the surrounding area rushed forward in shock, and some people sounded the alarm to call for more elites to come to support.

"Hehe, it's a futile struggle."

Following the man's disdainful smile, ten "personal guards" of unknown origin undisguisedly showed their dharma bodies, and quickly fought back.

At this moment, no matter it was the guards, Zhao Cheng'an, or Yang Jun, all of them changed their expressions in astonishment, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Because, the dharma bodies of these ten people are all spiritual dharma bodies more than ten feet high!
Among them, the one with the tallest dharma body reached sixteen feet!The minimum is ten feet!
You know, in Tiannan, it has been a long time since there has been a strong man with a tenth level spiritual body!

Such an assassination power, how can it not be frightening?
"Yang Jun, if you can make me Changqingyuan take action, you will be regarded as a well-deserved death!"

The leader who was sixteen feet tall in spiritual law laughed and said, but his eyes were extremely stern.

At this moment, the other nine people had already started to kill. Their bodies stood in mid-air with their arms folded, and their envoys, their spiritual bodies, were like lightning balls. They killed hundreds of Yang Jun's relatives in just over ten breaths. Wei beheaded!
Zhao Cheng'an wanted to split his teeth, roaring angrily and rushed to the leading assassin, but was slashed by the opponent's spiritual body, and his body and the nine-foot-high spiritual body were split in two!
Watching the subordinates who lived with him day and night being brutally slaughtered, a look of pain flashed in Yang Jun's old eyes.

After more than ten breaths, Yang Jun's expression suddenly became serious.

"This day, after all, has come..."

The assassin leader raised his eyebrows, showing surprise.

"Oh? You don't seem too surprised? And you also expected this kind of fate?"

"Qingqiu is favored by heaven and has abundant cultivation resources. Since he can cultivate a strong army far surpassing others, how can there be no final strong man?"

Yang Jun spoke indifferently, and then slowly but firmly pulled out the saber, pointing the tip at the opponent.

"Come on, let Ben Zhuguo personally experience the experience, how extraordinary is that strong man who transcends the Nine Layers!"

The assassin leader remained silent for a while, then descended to the ground to show his respect.

After more than a hundred breaths, the Yingtou Mountain suddenly burst into flames. The red flame was like a huge torch in the dark night, attracting countless eyes.

At the same time, the screams of killing suddenly sounded from all the camps in Qingqiu, and the most massive general attack was launched in full swing!

Yang Jun is the spiritual pillar of Yunbo's army. Now Qingqiu's army keeps shouting "Yang Jun is dead", and with the evidence of the fire on Yingtou Mountain, the morale of Yunbo's army plummets instantly.

In addition, the brutal battle for a full month has pushed Yunbo's army to its limit, and it is all supported by one breath.

Now that this breath is gone, Yunbo's army has almost completely collapsed. Some people fled, some surrendered, and only a very small number of people chose to resist to the death.

……

The imperial capital of Yunbo, the imperial palace.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Your Majesty, it's already midnight, it's time to rest."

Looking at Mu Lianghuai who described withered wormwood and looked tired, the personal eunuch Jia Zhan couldn't bear to remind him aloud.

"Rest? How can I rest?"

Mu Lianghuai glanced at Jia Zhan and let out a long sigh.

"The front line of Ronglin is getting more and more difficult day by day, and Daxia is so ambitious that he has sent 60 troops to the border to stare at me at Yunbo. How can I close my eyes and rest?"

Jia Zhan moved his lips, but he didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only sigh secretly and lower his head.

After more than ten breaths of silence, the sound of fighting and screams suddenly came from outside.

Mu Lianghuai's heart trembled, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"what happened?!"

Soon, a eunuch ran in panicked with weak legs and feet.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Something is wrong, someone mutinied!"

"mutiny?"

Mu Lianghuai's heart sank, and he felt as if a thunderbolt struck his sea of ​​consciousness!

"Quickly protect His Majesty to evacuate!"

Jia Zhan yelled angrily, and all the personal eunuchs surrounded him, and ran out of the hall surrounded by the dazed Mu Lianghuai.

However, before everyone had time to leave the palace, they were forced back by densely packed soldiers.

"Bastard! Deputy Commander Tian! How dare you rebel?!"

Jia Zhan glared angrily at the leading deputy commander of the Forbidden Army, and roared in surprise and anger.

Vice Commander Tian gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Vice Commander Tian is called a man who knows the current affairs as a hero."

With the sound of a calm voice, a gap was suddenly opened in the dense array of soldiers, and a figure walked in slowly.

Looking carefully, this person is none other than Yunbo Prime Minister Ke Xin!

"Master Prime Minister?! You! You..."

Jia Zhan couldn't believe it, but Mu Lianghuai's eyes also widened, his lips trembling slightly.

"Your Majesty, don't blame the old minister. The old minister has been advised to persuade you, and the old minister has no choice. For the sake of the survival of my Ke family, the old minister has no choice but to do this..."

Ke Xin bowed deeply to Mu Lianghuai, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Okay! Heh, it's really good, my minister, my dignified prime minister of Yunbo, has become the No. 1 traitor!"

Mu Lianghuai's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth.

"But if you want to claim credit from your new master, I'm afraid it won't be that easy! Just wait, Shangzhu Kingdom will definitely take the head of you, an old thief!"

"Shangzhu Kingdom?"

Ke Xin sneered, with resentment in his eyes.

Although he is the prime minister, he has been suppressed by Yang Jun all the time. Has he ever had the real authority of the prime minister?

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint His Majesty. That old man Yang Jun will definitely not survive Tianming! No way, he is dead at this time, and Ronglin's defense line has also been defeated!"

"Your Majesty, don't have any illusions. Qingqiu's army will soon be able to drive straight into the imperial capital!"

Mu Lianghuai's pupils shrank, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

But soon, Mu Lianghuai cheered up again, and sneered at Ke Xin with a miserable expression.

"The matter has come to this, I have to admit that my Yunbo Dynasty has indeed come to an end."

"However, you traitor wants to sell your master for glory and live your life. It's not that simple!"

"Don't forget, the Great Xia Dynasty is not easy to deal with! Do you think they will really sit back and watch the fat in front of them and remain indifferent?"

"Summer?"

Ke Xin pouted, with a look of indifference.

"It's too late for them, even if a strange soldier suddenly appears here, with veterans around, they will never even think about stepping into the imperial capital!"

"Okay, Your Majesty, are you coming by yourself, or do you want the old minister to give you a ride?"

Mu Lianghuai pushed Jia Zhan and the others away, stared fixedly at Ke Xin, arranged the royal robes, and then walked back to the throne step by step.

"How could my life be taken by you, a shameless old thief?"

Ke Xin frowned, and a flash of anger and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. A strong man beside him felt Ke Xin's emotions, so he turned his head and looked inquiringly.

However, after Ke Xin's eyes changed for a while, he still shook his head slowly.

Now that the overall situation has been settled, there is no need for him to be accused of killing the emperor himself.

"Old minister, send off Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)