The new emperor Zhao Ziye, served by his maid, put on his casual clothes and walked to the front hall.
At this moment, the front hall was quite dark, but the candlelight on both sides still could not dispel the deep darkness around it.
Cang Hong sat on the seat with his back straight, waiting silently.
Perhaps feeling the footsteps, Cang Hongshen turned his head and saw Zhao Ziye, and quickly stood up and saluted.
"Old minister Cang Hong has met Your Majesty deeply!"
Zhao Ziye waved his hands, with a look of worry on his brows, and said: "Secretary Cang, I came here late at night, what's the matter?"
Recently, Zhao Ziye has been having trouble sleeping and eating, as the seven coalition forces' attack on the city has been lingering in his mind.
He is still very clear about the military strength and logistical supply of the Holy City, and knows that their Holy City is not far away from running out of ammunition and food.
Once that time comes, the Holy City will have no choice but to give it a try, and that will undoubtedly be an egg against a stone. After all, the seven coalition forces are much stronger than the troops in the Holy City.
You must know that in the sacred city, the number of the three forbidden armies plus the ordinary soldiers of the organization is only 200,000.
There are only three people with high-end combat power. The strongest one is Cang Hongshen, who possesses the eighth-level Martial Emperor combat power. The other two are just seventh-level Martial Emperors.
As for the seven coalition forces, there were eight eighth-level Martial Emperors, and even more double-digit seventh-level Martial Emperors. Regardless of quality or quantity, their Holy Dynasty was completely defeated.
The gap between the two is too big, so Zhao Ziye has been worried.
But Zhao Ziye was unwilling to give in. The Holy Dynasty had such a long history and had gone through more than a hundred emperors. Could it be that in the end the foundation laid by his ancestors would be destroyed in his hands?
Unwilling to do so, Zhao Ziye became the king of subjugation and became one of the countless sinners in history.
Cang Hong looked deeply at Zhao Ziye, who looked tired in front of him, and understood the reason for the latter's worry.
"Your Majesty, I have learned that the logistics supplies of the seven coalition armies have been destroyed. Now the million-strong army in Lingcheng has no food supplies, and only seven days are left!"
Cang Hong said calmly.
Zhao Ziye, who was originally worried, was stunned for a moment, then raised his head suddenly and stared directly at Cang Hongshen, with a gleam of excitement in his eyes.
"What did you say?
Say it again!"
Cang Hongshen said it again patiently, and Zhao Ziye's tired face suddenly glowed, and then laughed loudly: "God is really helping me! These seven coalition forces have always wanted to kill us, but they didn't expect it.
Something happened to their food and grass! How can they consume it from us like this?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Ziye couldn't help but stepped forward and took Cang Hongshen's hand, and said excitedly: "Cang Chief Assistant, tell me, how did the food and grass of the seven coalition armies be destroyed?
And how did you find out?"
Cang Hongshen still said calmly: "It was Mu Feng who informed me! Moreover, the destruction of the food and fodder of the seven coalition armies was all planned by Mu Feng alone! He has made great contributions!"
Zhao Ziye was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Is it Mu Feng who told you?
Or did he plan it alone?"
"yes!"
Cang Hong nodded deeply.
Zhao Ziye shook his head and sneered: "Cang Shoufu, do you trust Mu Feng too much?
He is just a junior, and his cultivation level is only that of a junior Martial Emperor. How can he destroy the food and fodder of the seven coalition armies?
Don't talk about him, even if you go there in person, it will be difficult!"
Cang Hongshen said unhurriedly: "It is indeed difficult to accomplish this by Mu Feng alone! But he has a helper, and that is Ao Ling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea! And as far as the veteran knows, Ao Ling has been promoted to the eighth-level emperor.
beast!"
Zhao Ziye's pupils narrowed slightly, and the excitement in his eyes became more intense, and he said: "Oh?
I can actually get help from the Dragon King of the East China Sea. If that’s true, then it can indeed be done!”
Zhao Ziye believed it now, because he knew very well the combat power of the dragon clan. Their strength was often far superior to that of warriors of the same level. Especially the dragon king Ao Ling had rich dragon blood and his combat power was even more extraordinary.
Back then, when he was only a seventh-level imperial beast, he dared to challenge the eighth-level Martial Emperor. Although he could not defeat the eighth-level Martial Emperor, it was not that easy for the eighth-level Martial Emperor to kill Ao Ling.
And now, Aoling has been promoted to the eighth-level imperial beast, and its combat power is naturally more terrifying. The ordinary eighth-level martial emperor is naturally no match for Aoling.
"Mu Feng is so lucky to be able to get help from Ao Ling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea!"
Zhao Ziye said with emotion and his tone was quite complex.
Speaking of which, when Mu Feng first entered the Hanlin Academy, he didn't care about this person at all, he just thought that this person was just an ordinary genius.
Later, he also asked someone to help his sister Zhao Lingyan to bewitch Na Mu Feng, making him obey his sister's words.
Later, he discovered that he had been tricked by Mu Feng, and the poisonous insect had fallen on his sister Zhao Lingyan. He didn't know how much effort he had spent before asking someone to remove the poisonous insect from Zhao Lingyan's body.
At that time, Zhao Ziye was very unhappy with Mu Feng, but Mu Feng was deeply respected by Cang Hongshen, and he needed Cang Hongshen's support to ascend the throne, so he did not touch Mu Feng. Later, Mu Feng left the Holy Dynasty.
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About a year later, he heard the news about Mu Feng again, but he did not expect that the latter was so proud that he could invite a master like Ao Ling, the Dragon King of the East China Sea.
This made Zhao Ziye feel very unhappy, because Mu Feng was even younger than him, yet he repeatedly accomplished things he couldn't do.
The battle over luck is like this, the cultivation level is like this, the genius conference is like this, and now the Holy Dynasty is in catastrophe, it is even more like this.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ziye felt a sense of jealousy and frustration in his heart, but he soon corrected his mentality and secretly said: "Mufeng's talent is indeed strong, but he is still a subject of my holy dynasty and my minister. He
In the end, you have to address me as Your Majesty and treat me with all due respect!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Ziye felt much better.
Cang Hong nodded deeply and said: "Your Majesty, Mu Feng will definitely be a pillar of our holy dynasty in the future. I hope your Majesty will give you more support!"
Zhao Ziye smiled and said: "Cang Shoufu is relieved. I am a sensible person. I know that in order for the Holy Dynasty to continue to grow, talent is the foundation. Mu Feng is a talent that can only be met but cannot be found. How can I treat him badly?"
If the crisis in the Holy Dynasty can be resolved this time, I will regard him as king."
"After the food and fodder of the seven major coalition forces are cut off, they cannot last for seven days. As long as we hold on for seven days, the seven major coalition forces will naturally retreat, and the crisis in our sacred city will be resolved without a fight!"
Zhao Ziye said in a happy mood.
Cang Hong shook his head deeply and said with a bitter smile: "Your Majesty is too optimistic! The next seven days will be the most difficult. If the seven coalition forces launch a general attack, our sacred city will not be able to last for a few days, and then the fields will be littered with corpses.