When the 702 Apartment was blown into ruins to attract countless enemies to rush over, Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue were breaking into the TV station to rescue Princess Zile.
Then the two of them quickly evacuated with the confused and sad Princess Zi Le.
Everyone knows that a storm will soon strike a whole country.
At this moment, the thousands of people who had reacted were stunned at first when they looked at the Lord Yongshun who died suddenly, and then they were very sad and angry.
Although many people know that the Tiemu family harms this country and the royal family, the competition between the upper class is always too far away from the people.
Moreover, ordinary people have never had the chance to see the Tiemu family suppressing the royal family and placing the king under house arrest.
Therefore, as long as it does not involve personal interests, the people do not care much about the changing king flag on the city wall.
But now, the Lord Yongshun exploded and died in front of countless people.
This visual conflict is extremely shocking.
The thin and bloody king of Yongshun made thousands of people feel empathy and compassionate.
The announcement of the three deeds of the Lord Yongshun and the last side also made thousands of people feel guilty of their own poor support.
The decent and helpless self-destruction of the main state of Yongshun made thousands of people feel the sadness of a generation of monarchs' end of the road.
At this moment, the greater their sympathy for the king, the greater their anger at Tiemujin.
Soon, countless people emerged from the streets and alleys, raising their arms and shouting:
"Temu family, traitor!"
"Kill Tiemujin and give us a bright world!"
"Get into the World Chamber of Commerce, avenge the king, and revenge..."
A storm against Tiemujin and the World Chamber of Commerce quickly radiated from the capital.
All across the country have launched an action to pay for iron, metal, blood and blood debts.
The people's fear of iron, wood, metal and the World Chamber of Commerce, as the jade shattered by the king of Yongshun completely turned into anger, and exploded like a volcano.
At five o'clock in the morning, Shen Qiye and others who rushed back to Shenjiabao from the front line to meet, all stared at Tiemujin with ugly faces.
Shen Chuge even pointed at Tiemujin and directly accused:
"Mr. Tiemu, although we know your iron-blooded methods, you are too arrogant tonight and too provocative to the bottom line."
"You are not counting on the Lord Yongshun's house arrest, but you are still hungry and thirsty. You beat him and poison him severely, so that he can turn from being gentle and elegant to being neither human nor ghost."
"The treatment of the king of Yongshun is not even as good as a king of a country that has fallen."
"In the world, you probably are the first person to torture the lord of a country like this."
"You have no bottom line."
Shen Chuge shouted: "Our Shen family is ashamed of you."
"Chu Ge, how did you speak?"
Xia Qiuye raised his face and scolded his daughter, then looked at Tiemujin and spoke:
"Young Master Tiemu, you are indeed too much."
"The Lord Yongshun is also the Lord of a country. No matter how poor you are, you lose your authority, you should also be treated with good food, good drinks and good things."
"As a result, you killed him and forced him to commit suicide in front of thousands of people."
"As soon as he appeared with thin image and was killed by a tragic bomb, his people and all forces felt sympathy for him."
"And you have become the devil of the hearts of thousands of people."
"No matter how you whiten or whitewash it, the people will despise you and curse you."
"The most important point is that the anger of the people overwhelms fear, and the whole country set off a storm against the Tiemu family."
Her tone was filled with a hint of resentment: "Under such a vast public opinion, the morale of the military has also been shaken."
Chen Qiye also sighed: "Mr. Tiemu, how could you let the Lord of Yongshun come out?"
"He is not the Lord Yongshun."
Faced with the accusations from Chen Qiye and the others, and the storm against the Tiemu family on TV, Tiemujin couldn't help but roar:
"This is a stand-in, a stand-in that I use to confuse outsiders."
"I use this substitute to prevent someone from robbing the Lord of Yongshun."
"The fake Yongshun king can not only make the robbed people useless, but also take the opportunity to suddenly attack and hit them off guard."
"But I didn't expect that Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue took the stand-in, resolved his surprise, and forced him to do a live broadcast."
Tiemujin punched the table and chairs with a punch and said angrily: "Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue are too despicable and shameless."
"What?"
Chen Qiye and the others were shocked: "The one who was killed by the bomb was a substitute, not the real Yongshun king?"
Chen Chuge and Xia Qiuye were also unbelievable, and they seemed to have no idea that there was any hidden truth in it.
Tiemujin breathed out a long breath and slowly walked slowly in the hall with his hands on his back:
"There are great benefits to keeping the Lord Yongshun in your hands. How could I put him in the palace lightly?"
"He's just a stand-in!"
"It's just an illusion to poison him. It's just an illusion for the rescuer to believe in this substitute."
"And it can also consume a lot of the rescuer's strength. After all, it is very difficult to resolve the toxin, and it requires a lot of manpower, material energy."
"In this way, after the substitute is detoxified, it can easily kill the rescuer."
"You think with your mind, Lord Yongshun is so important to me, how could he rage him before I took office?"
He added: "I will torture the king of a country. Are you afraid that future generations will do this to me in the future?"
"I see!"
Xia Qiuye breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out that Ye Aniu and the others were hit by fakes. Now you can hurry up and let the real Yongshun king come out."
"If you don't let him stand up and speak nationwide, we will not only have to be ruled by thousands of people, but also lose the morale of the army and lose this battle."
Xia Qiuye urged Tiemujin quickly: "Let me invite the Lord Yongshun out."
"It's too late!"
Chen Qiye looked at the screen and said lightly: "We have been drained from the bottom of the pot by Ye Fan and the others."
When Xia Qiuye and others were slightly stunned, there was a hint of pain on Tiemujin's face:
"Yes, the national speech of the substitute and the tragic explosion made everyone emotionally recognize him as the true Yongshun king."
"Especially, his reminder to the people of the whole country when he was dying: he would be killed in public and the Yongshun king would appear again, and everything would be done by the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce."
"So now I'm asking the real Yongshun king to explain to the people of the whole country, and no one will believe that he is real."
"They just think this is a fake national king I have had plastic surgery."
"The fake Huang Silang is dead, and the real Huang Silang will become fake..."
"I have manipulated public opinion for more than ten years and played the people's hearts for more than ten years, but today I was put on one by Ye Fan and the others."
"It's really God's will."
Tiemujin sighed with a self-deprecating emotion, but his eyes were filled with endless resentment.
He hated Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue to the core.
"Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue are so hateful."
Xia Qiuye also reacted and hated: "Blast the substitute to death and make the real king useless."
She thought Ye Fan was too despicable and shameless, so why couldn't he have a decisive battle?
Chen Qiye asked: "Mr. Tiemu, how do you go next?"
Tiemujin thought of the battle at Yanmen Pass and the trump card of his good brothers, and his last confidence emerged in his heart:
"I will let Wu Yuanjia and Xia Taiji deal with the storm of the Yongshun king."
"Our plan cannot be broken and must continue to be implemented."
"You continue to go back to the Mingjiang Command and do your best to build Mingjiang down and make the basic foundation tomorrow."
"I will also return to Tiannan Province to continue attacking Wei Fei and Sun Dongliang."
"Don't worry, as long as Xia Kunlun loses the final battle tomorrow, 300,000 foreign troops will enter Yanmen Pass, and the final victory will still belong to us."
"We still have half of our territory, our 300,000 troops, and the continuous support of Ruiguo."
"Whoever has any worries and anger is vulnerable to the iron cavalry and the sword."
"Let's go, no matter how many difficulties there are, they are just embellishments."
Tiemujin turned around and supported his hands on the table: "When necessary, I will ask my father to come out to control the overall situation..."
Almost at the same time, there was a dilapidated villa basement outside the outskirts of the capital.
Princess Zile just brought Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue into this stronghold, and Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue fainted.
The two of them were not only exhausted, but also lost a lot of blood. They had completely lost their strength to escape here.
Seeing this, Princess Zile hurriedly removed the wet clothes for the two of them, then treated them with wounds and applied ointment.
With her first aid, Tiemu Wuyue's condition quickly stabilized and she lay in a sand and fell asleep.
Ye Fan shook uncontrollably, looking cold and painful.
Overdrafting, getting a little burning when you get in the rain.
Princess Zi Le took out the antipyretic medicine and wanted to stuff it in, but Ye Fan kept his teeth closed and did not give him a chance.
"You forced me to do this..."
A flash of heat flashed across Princess Zile's pretty face, and she put the antipyretic medicine into her mouth. Then she sat up, hugged Ye Fan's neck, and personally fed the medicine with softness and hardness...