Chapter 12

The barbarian envoy's eyes fell on Chu Wangchen, with a cold expression in his eyes: "You are Chu Wangchen? You are indeed extremely arrogant. You know, the barbarian prince died in the territory of the Northern Han Empire, what kind of sacrifice does your Northern Han Empire have to pay?" Is there a price?"

Chu Wangchen chuckled: "Let's hear it, I would like to know what price the Southern Region, which was beaten to pieces by the Northern Han Empire ten years ago, can make us pay."

The barbarian envoy showed a proud expression on his face: "Oh, ignorance, do you know that His Majesty the King of the Southern Regions has been sending offerings to the Man Wu sect for many years, and finally won the support of the Man Wu sect! With the Man Wu sect With Zong's support, wouldn't it be easy to destroy your Northern Han Empire?"

Hearing this, Chu Wangchen looked at Zhou Zifeng, Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

Zhou Zifeng had answered the question of the realm of cultivation to Chu Wangchen before, and he seemed to have studied this aspect.

Zhou Zifeng stepped forward and bowed to Chu Wangchen.

Then he said with a heavy face: "His Royal Highness, the Man Wu Sect originated in the desert south of the Southern Region. For the sect, the martial arts practice of the secular empire is just a child's science. There are too many strong people in the sect. The Southern Region It is indeed bad news for the Northern Han Empire to have the support of the Man Wuzong."

The barbarian envoy on the side smiled after hearing this: "It's good to know how powerful it is! The king of the Southern Region ordered that in seven days, the army of the Southern Region will enter the Northern Han Empire. You people, prepare to die!"

After finishing speaking, the barbarian messenger turned around and left.

But at this moment, Chu Wangchen suddenly stepped forward and stopped the barbarian messenger.

The barbarian envoy was startled, and said nervously: "Chu Wangchen, what do you want to do? The two armies are at war, and you don't kill them! Are you trying to break the rules?"

"Tell me the rules? Are you worthy!"

Without saying a word, Chu Wangchen directly punched the barbarian envoy.

This barbarian emissary is an eighth-rank martial artist, and his strength may be lower than that of Prince Man, so he is no match for Chu Wangchen.

Chu Wangchen's seemingly simple punch contains a very domineering punch. With Chu Wangchen's understanding of martial arts, even if it is the same casual punch, the power of Chu Wangchen's punch is stronger than Ordinary warriors are bigger.

boom!
This punch hit the messenger's chest firmly.

Because Chu Wangchen punched extremely fast, the messenger didn't even have a chance to defend himself.

Click!

The broken rib pierced into the heart, and with one punch, the messenger was killed directly.

He fell to the ground, his mouth was full of blood, and said hoarsely with his last breath: "You...all of you will die..."

"Chen'er, good kill!"

Above the main hall, Chu Xiong's praise came.

Chu Xiong's face was full of appreciation: "Although the two countries will not kill the envoy in the war, this envoy is too arrogant. He openly insulted our Northern Han Empire in the Golden Temple. If we don't kill it, it will appear that our Northern Han Empire has no backbone!"

There is no need to order, and the servants have consciously come up to clean up the corpse.

Chu Wangchen sat back on his seat, and said in a deep voice, "Father, as Zhou Shangshu said, there are barbaric witches in the southern region to help, and I'm afraid it's hard to resist."

Chu Wangchen had already done the calculations just now. If it is true as Zhou Zifeng said, there are many strong people in the Man Wu Sect, and if you find any one, they are all above the great warriors.

Then no matter how much Chu Wangchen seized the time to improve his strength, it would be too late.

Hearing this, Chu Xiong also frowned: "My dear friends, do you have a good strategy? To deal with the invasion of the Southern Territory?"

There was silence in the Golden Luan Palace. The existence of the Man Wu Sect could not be shaken by a mundane empire like the Northern Han Empire.

Even if these ministers have profound wisdom, they cannot use their brains to defeat powerful warriors.

After a while, that same Zhou Zifeng took a step forward and said, "Your Highness, I don't have any good plans, but the only one I can think of is very hopeless."

Chu Xiong waved his hand and said: "If there is any way to say it, it is better than nothing. Since it is impossible to surrender, then don't give up the struggle!"

Zhou Zifeng was emotionally infected by Chu Xiong's words, and his face showed excitement.

"As far as I know, in the territory of our Northern Han Empire, there is also a hermit sect named Wuquezong. If we can invite the strong people of Wuquezong to come out of the mountain, then we will be able to compete with the southern region. It's just..."

Zhou Zifeng sighed.

"It's just that the Southern Territory has been enshrining the Man Wu Sect for many years, and the Man Wu Sect is willing to help, but we have never communicated with the Wu Que Sect. It is almost impossible to get help from the Wu Que Sect for a while."

Hearing what Zhou Zifeng said here, Chu Wangchen couldn't help but had an idea, and quickly said to Zhou Zifeng: "Zhou Shangshu, if you want to get help from the sect, you must do what you like. Do you know what the Wuque sect compares to? interested?"

In Chu Wangchen's head, there is the most advanced knowledge of martial arts in the heavens.The Wuque Sect is a martial arts sect, and if they want anything related to martial arts, Chu Wangchen can satisfy them, so why not worry about them not helping the Northern Han Empire?
Zhou Zifeng pinched his chin and hissed: "Let me think about it, Wu Quezong's words..."

"Yes, His Royal Highness, as far as I know, people from the Wuque sect like to tinker with pills the most. If we can come up with high-quality pills, the Wuque sect will definitely be interested! Sigh, but high-grade pills are simply a thing of the past. It is just a legend, even a sect like the Wuque Sect is difficult to refine, let alone our empire..."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zifeng looked very lonely.

But Chu Wangchen's eyes lit up.

The morning dynasty still continued. Because of the arrival of the barbarian envoy from the Southern Region, Chu Xiong immediately ordered to mobilize the army to prepare for the battle. Regardless of whether it could win or not, the Northern Han Empire lived and died standing up!
After retiring from the court, Chu Wangchen returned to his prince's bedroom, immediately packed his luggage, and prepared to leave the imperial capital to find Wuquezong!

With his luggage on his back, Chu Wangchen opened the door and prepared to sneak out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he ran into Xianxian.

When Xianxian saw the luggage on Chu Wangchen's back, a cunning flashed in his eyes: "Hey, Your Royal Highness, where are you going?"

Chu Wangchen said with a straight face, "I'm going out this time, and I'm going to a very dangerous place."

Xianxian also had a straight face: "I don't care, I am also a warrior now, I will be with you, and I will follow you wherever you go."

Chu Wangchen clicked his tongue and wanted to avoid Xianxian, but Xianxian stood in front of him, refusing to give an inch, and the two of them stared wide-eyed.

After a while, Chu Wangchen said: "Okay, pack up quickly, we don't have much time."

Immediately, Xianxian was very happy, and bounced back to his room to pack his luggage.

Not long after, the two figures quietly left the palace, and then the imperial capital, heading north...

(End of this chapter)

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