"I was wondering... Is that guy Fu Qianjun back?" The Prime Minister expressed his shock. If it was true, it would be too bad! The Prime Minister felt that the sky was about to step down.
Charles's face changed drastically: "You mean... a tyrant?"
"Yes."
Not only the Prime Minister, but also Charles and Charles' bodyguards' faces are enough to be described as dead faces.
Charles stared at the Prime Minister with resentment in his eyes: "Are you sure your words are true?!"
"If their slogan is really His Majesty, I think...this is true." The Prime Minister swallowed hard, his heartbeat was very rapid, and he was a little unsteady when he stood.
The tyrant's reputation makes the Prime Minister feel weak when he hears his name.
Charles's face was not much better than that of the Prime Minister.
The hatred between Charles and the tyrant of Di Yi is enough to be described as a bloody revenge. However, Charles has never been a match for the tyrant. Now, Charles finally has the opportunity to take revenge, but the tyrant is back? If this is true, not only is it right
The Prime Minister is undoubtedly a shocking news for Charles. It is even extremely terrifying for the entire European and American world.
And continue to bring earth-shaking changes to the world.
Before Charles and the Prime Minister screamed, more shells rumbling down into the headquarters. A bomb dropped directly to the ceiling, blowing the ceiling to pieces. The dust fell down, and Charles and the Prime Minister were covered in dirt.
.
From afar, the footsteps of countless people came, as well as the sound of armored vehicles crushing the earth, the sound of helicopters hovering from the sky, and the sound of deafening shouts.
Charles and the Prime Minister were beating hard, their faces were pale. Charles and the Prime Minister vaguely heard the roar outside: "Long live the Emperor!"
"Long live the Emperor!"
"Long live the Emperor!"
The Prime Minister and Charles thought it was an illusion, but they all heard it. It was not an illusion, but a fact. The people were indeed shouting long live, and moving forward in this wave of long live, crushing the front.
All the obstacles. At this moment, Charles had no time to verify whether the tyrant was really back. The shells had fallen on his head, the tanks were crushing not far away, and the waves of soldiers rushed in like huge waves...
Finally, Charles came to his senses, and there was no such arrogance as before in his words, full of fear and helplessness: "Prime Minister, what should we do? What should we do now? They killed... and killed..."
The Prime Minister wanted to calm himself, and only by calming himself could he come up with a solution. But he couldn't calm down, and he was scared by the name of the tyrant.
Finally, the Deputy Minister of Defense, who was trembling with fear, reacted. At the critical moment of life and death, the Deputy Minister grabbed Charles' hand and ran: "Hurry up, your highness, we still have cars. There are hundreds of them not far from us.
We will be safe as long as we run there!"
Charles reacted: "Yes! We still have a million troops. As long as the army is still in our hands, we will not lose. We will win. Hurry up, go quickly, I will bring a million troops to fight and let Fu
Qianjun knows how powerful I am!"
The Prime Minister followed Charles without any hesitation and ran to the car. They drove the car very fast and increased the speed of the car to two hundred yards. Because the road conditions ahead were not in good condition and were not surrounded by the backward army, they were paralyzed.
It’s a distance of thirty kilometers, and it’s just over ten minutes!
Charles jumped out of the car and found a large number of troops stationed in front of him. The lights flashed, the armored vehicles were lined up one by one, the dust was raised, and the sound of mechanical sounds were everywhere. Millions of troops fell asleep soundly, but the snoring sound of sleeping
It is even more terrifying than the thunder in the sky.
Seeing such a spectacular scene, Charles and the Prime Minister finally calmed down. Charles could still laugh and spoke proudly: "I have such an iron-armored lion, how could he compare with me? I
You must step on Fu Qianjun and let him lick my feet."
The Prime Minister was anxious. He had no time to pay attention to when the million-strong army became Charles. The Prime Minister kept urging: "Go away! Go quickly!"
"Why are you going quickly? When we arrive at our destination, I will take this million army and completely defeat Fu Qianjun's troops." Charles ran out of the car roaringly, wanting to fight for bloody dreams and shame.
There are millions of heroic troops, what is he afraid of?
But the Prime Minister obviously has no intention of paying attention to the so-called battle for bloody shame. To put it more clearly, the Prime Minister is not optimistic about Charles's so-called revenge of the million-strong army. Now the million-strong army is nominally in the hands of the Prime Minister, but
The Prime Minister has no ability to lead them at all. Instead, the Minister of Defense Li Ji has direct leadership over them.
Obviously, this is not the most important thing. Now if the tyrant comes back! Then the person with direct leadership will undoubtedly become a tyrant.
Don't doubt the influence of the tyrant in Di Yi. This influence is definitely not something that idiots like Charles who eat goat milk and play with women all day long. However, the Prime Minister obviously does not intend to tell Charles about these things. Now
The Prime Minister has no time, and he must leave this ghost place as soon as possible.
Yes! He felt that he had almost no time to escape.
"Fake Squid."
Charles has no time to talk nonsense with the Prime Minister. Charles is too proud, so proud that he is stupid. He completely forgot what he can mobilize this million army? He just relies on the light of the Prime Minister and Defense Minister Li Ji and then in the military camp.
When generals from all walks of life show their power, they think he can become the supreme commander?
The former Istan Istanbul is holding a meeting and a speech!
The news of Fu Qianjun's return spread throughout the city at the first time. All the people who had fallen asleep ran out and gathered in a huge square that could accommodate 100,000 people.
Late at night, they thought a large-scale war would break out again, but it was Emperor Diyi Fu Qianjun who returned? For the entire Diyi people, this was a huge surprise no matter what.
At this moment, Qianjun was standing in the square, and someone was already busy building a temporary high platform for Qianjun to facilitate Qianjun to speak.
Behind the audience, thousands of fanatical people stared at the thousand troops with eager eyes, and the light of hope appeared in their eyes for the first time, not the despair since the outbreak of the war.
All the people of Diyi firmly believe that as long as Fu Taizong is there, no matter what desperate situation Diyi faces, they will regain their glory and let the whole world know their strength.
All the guards guarding the city also came. When they heard that Fu Qianjun had returned, they automatically put down their weapons and welcomed the return of the great emperor with a passionate heart.
When the king comes back, it means that the sun's brilliance shines on the earth.
Qianjun stood on the platform, everyone looked at him, focused, and there was endless fanaticism in his eyes.
Qianjun's eyes scanned the earth. He stood high. He saw the fanatical eyes in the eyes of countless people, but what he saw was the devastation of the city. Because, in this Istan's Imperial City
During the battle of defense, more than one million troops fought desperately here.
When the war ended, 300,000 people were buried here forever. Those who died were the people of Diyi and the soldiers, and the European and American powers did not lose a single hair.
The prosperity here is gone, and death and destruction are everywhere. It is hard to imagine that this was once an international metropolis, once a paradise of freedom, and the people here live a wealthy life with an average value of more than five million.
Now, this place has almost become hell. The ground is broken and ruins are displaced. Even the heavy rain in the sky cannot cleanse the dirt on their faces and the dark blood on the ground.
Thousand Army's eyes were full of tragedy. Even with Thousand Army's heart, there was a hint of dimness. He didn't expect that how long it took? Di Yi, who was once more prosperous than the paradise on earth, would fall into this kind of field. This was just a short time.
In short half a year.
Qianjun's eyes fell again on the people who were full of passion for him. The people's faces were dirt, and their thin faces and deep eye sockets showed how much torment they were full of. However, their eyes were full of brilliance.
Thousands of troops are full of enthusiasm, and Thousands of troops know that this is their hope that they can take them out of the sea of suffering.
Qianjun doesn't want to say too much nonsense, because no matter how much nonsense is, it is redundant. He has always been a practical worker who doesn't say it, or simply a conspirator. The tyrant raised his hand and everyone stopped whispering automatically.
, because they knew that His Majesty the Great Emperor had something to say.
The strong wind is still blowing, and the heavy rain is still falling. No one holds an umbrella, no one runs away, and no one even feels cold. Because in the storm, they feel hope and light is ahead.
"I had some things that I had encountered and then disappeared on the international stage for half a year."
Qianjun spoke calmly and powerfully, and had a faint sense of vicissitudes of life.
The people waited for the thousand troops and continued to talk.
Qianjun continued: "A lot has happened in the past six months. Once upon a time, our country was extremely wealthy and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. But now, our country has suffered from disasters, and there are traitors and enemies. We want to divide our country and let us go.
We live in hatred, and we want to steal our oil and gold, and our country will never be reborn. I will not agree. At the same time, I will let these people know how powerful the war potential Diyi will have, and will make it possible for him to make
They pay the price of bleeding!”
To put it nicely, it is tepid, but to put it bluntly, it is cold as ice. His voice is not loud but loud, covering up the storm and rainstorms around and spreading it to the ears of 100,000 people present. The people of Diyi felt that
The blood slowly burned in the chest cavity and eventually burst out like a prairie fire.
Yes! They want to stand up, follow the tyrants, punish the traitors, drive out the jackals who want to steal their resources and wealth and pay the heaviest price.
Perhaps it was a luxury for them before. But now it is not, because the tyrant is back! He will lead all the Imperials to regain their former dignity and glory.