In the fields outside Shangjing City, crowds of people gathered one after another towards the military formation under the command of the bannermen shouting and shouting.
The crowd was large but not chaotic. This was not only due to the White Lotus Sect, but also to the officials' orders. The pacesetters with flags behind them rode horses quickly through the crowd.
Li Huowang, who was standing in front of the formation, saw at a glance that it was boundless and densely packed with human heads.
Summoning a general and prime minister requires a ritual. Although Si Tianjian of Daliang is dead, Si Tianjian is still alive.
Gao Zhijian, who was dressed in a dragon robe, looked at the tiger talisman in his hand. As the evil spirit continued to condense, the tiger talisman not only glowed red, but also kept trembling, and there was also a faint roar of filial piety.
With a solemn expression, he broke the tiger talisman in his hand into two halves, one for each person, and handed them to the four young supervisors Si Tian respectively.
The four young eunuchs Si Tian bowed respectfully to Emperor Liang, and then stepped back to make final preparations.
Along with the thrilling sound of war drums and the long sound of horns sounded in the military formation, jars of spirits were pushed up by the eunuchs. It was obvious that these had been prepared in advance.
Everyone was given a bowl of strong liquor, and everyone drank it with their heads raised, without any fear in their eyes. There were children of twelve or thirteen years old and old men who had just passed their sixties.
Li Huowang looked at the crowd in front of him, and his heart was extremely complicated at the moment. At that moment in Bai Yujing, he had no time to think about what his request for help would bring to the people below.
Everything has a price to pay, but some are paid before and some are paid later.
Compared to him, Bai Lingmiao, who was beside him, was much calmer, perhaps because she wanted to go with him.
In the crowd, a huge Kong Ming Lantern in the shape of a lotus throne was being slowly retreated by the White Lotus believers shouting slogans. Six white donkeys were sitting on the lotus throne like six lotus seeds.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Gao Zhijian and the other four emperors stood in front of the military formation, and the breeze gently blew up his dragon robe and black beard.
If he had fought with other people before, as the king of a country, he would have sang a lyric at this time, but he didn't know what to say at this time, because these people in front of him were destined to die.
But he had to say something, because he was a good emperor, and a good emperor had to be able to take up and let go even if he faced the lives of millions of people.
"Come on, my soldiers!"
As Li Huowang's expression condensed, Gao Zhijian's voice instantly resounded over the entire capital city. "Hey, my officers and men! Like brothers! When we are born, we will live together, and when we die, we will die together. The future of survival depends on this day!"
Gao Zhijian did not hide anything, and frankly told everyone what happened, even Bai Yujing, who in the past could only be hidden in the deepest part of the inner treasury.
At this moment, the earth suddenly shook and the mountains shook. The sky in the far distance broke. A giant tree with a narrow bottom and a wide top slowly fell towards the ground. "The sky fell."
Looking at everything in the distance, everyone raised their knives at the same time, looked at the broken sky in the distance, raised their heads and shouted with evil spirits in their eyes. "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
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The evil spirit soaring into the sky almost changed the color of the sky. Everyone's eyes were completely covered with murderous intent. Facing the giant tree that topped the mountain, no one had any fear in their eyes.
Seeing them raise the knives in their hands at the same time, Li Huowang looked painful and couldn't bear to look down.
At this moment, he heard familiar footsteps walking towards him. When he looked up, he saw Chun Xiaoman standing in front of him, dressed in new clothes.
She looked at Li Huowang, Bai Lingmiao, and Gao Zhijian in front of her, hot tears welled up from her eyes, and her voice was full of despair. "Why is this happening! Why!"
"Why...I fucking want to know why too!
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"Sister Xiaoman." Bai Lingmiao walked over with a complicated expression. She understood the other party's feelings. For Chun Xiaoman, the White Lotus Sect was her home, and the White Lotus believers were her family. But now her home is gone.
Bai Lingmiao's stretched out hand was thrown away by Chun Xiaoman. She looked at the rows of fallen heads behind her and the holes in the sky in the distance. She collapsed and opened her mouth wide, crying in despair.
"Chunxuan! Gouzi, Wang Kunsheng! They are all living people! They are all human beings, they are all living people just like you and me!
"
"It's hard for them to stop being beggars! It's hard for them to have enough to eat!
"
With a "clang" sound, she pulled out the sword that Li Huowang had given to Chun Xiaoman, inserted it into her neck decisively, and slashed hard.
"Sister Xiaoman!
"As the blood spurted out ten feet high, Chun Xiaoman's head fell to the ground along with the heads of other military strategists.
Gao Zhijian subconsciously took a step forward, but when he saw the headless body of Chun Xiaoman standing there, he forcibly stopped, gritting his teeth and forcefully turning his head to the side.
The blood, together with the almost substantial evil spirit, began to spread into the air, eventually forming two groups of heads that gradually took shape and roared crazily.
As the general and prime minister took shape, the hearts of the living people were quickly occupied by murderous intent, and this influence continued to intensify, spreading towards the upper capital.
"Senior Brother Li! The Prime Minister is here! It's time to send him to him! If you keep him any longer, you will be in big trouble!
"
Hearing Gao Zhijian's words, Bai Lingmiao, who was crying, grabbed Li Huowang's hand and said, "Brother Li, I'm leaving, please see me off."
"Okay. I'll give it to you!" Li Huowang, who almost had his teeth broken, nodded tremblingly and pulled Bai Lingmiao towards the huge lotus throne.
Bai Lingmiao held various magic weapons in her four hands and sat cross-legged in the center of the lotus throne. Her delicate face was full of holiness. At this moment, the mark of the white lotus between her eyebrows became brighter and brighter, and even the evil aura that soared into the sky could not penetrate.
The twelfth-grade meritorious lotus shone with dazzling light, came to the sky above Bai Lingmiao and gradually spread out, and a seed in the lotus slowly fell into Bai Lingmiao's body.
At this moment, Bai Lingmiao seemed to understand something, with a smile without sadness or joy on his face. As he gently pinched the lotus seal with his four hands, Bai Lingmiao led six white donkeys, from the two generals who were biting each other crazily.
The first one passed through and carried them towards the Yazhi Gate.
The substantial sense of oppression that followed Prime Minister Ru disappeared, but looking at Bai Lingmiao who was gradually moving away, he was still breathless.
He clenched his fists and punched his clogged chest several times, but even though his chest was dented by the hammer, it still didn't get better.
As Li Huowang took out his right hand, a bronze mirror appeared in his hand.
Li Huowang looked at himself in the mirror and roared heartbreakingly: "Disaster of the season!
They're all gone! They're all gone!
You must send them back! You must! You promised me in the past!
You promised me!
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This chapter has been completed!