All the civil and military officials, who had been tortured for many days and whose lives were hanging by a thread many times, burst into tears and cheered loudly.
Several older civil servants were in tears, holding on to the railings and looking from a distance: "Your Highness..."
——His Royal Highness King Jing!
These four words are like a huge protective umbrella for the entire Cangyun Kingdom.
It is an unshakable pillar in the minds of civil and military officials, and it is difficult to be destroyed by wind and rain.
It seems that he is not a person, but an army of thousands, symbolizing irresistible strength and power.
As long as Jun Wuchen is in charge of the capital, the capital will be as stable as Mount Tai.
This time, it was because Jun Wuchen left the capital that the queen dared to take risks. When he came back, the situation immediately turned around, without any suspense.
"Grandson Turtle, your time of death has come!"
When the young generals saw Jun Wuchen, their pale faces turned red with excitement. They all looked haggard but high-spirited, as if they had found a strong backer again.
Anger, fear, hatred, powerlessness, all negative emotions are swept away.
On the other hand, the Jinwu Guard side was in a state of mourning.
From such a long distance, before they could see His Highness King Jing's face clearly, half of their ferocious aura was gone, and his face was full of fear and panic.
"It's His Royal Highness King Jing... It's really His Highness King Jing!"
"What should I do? His Royal Highness King Jing is here!"
"Didn't the superiors say that he is not in the capital?"
"What now?"
The menacing Jin Wuwei was like a fly with its head cut off, spinning around in panic.
All the momentum and intimidation were gone.
Some of the Jinwu Guards were ordinary people who had admired King Jing's name for a long time. When they saw it from a distance, they were almost frightened. They simply dropped their swords, turned around and ran away.
The generals' eyes were all flashing, and they seized the opportunity to pounce on them, grabbing the swords on the ground and swiping them hard.
They were all drugged, their physical strength was severely reduced, and their strength to wield a knife was not even as strong as a child.
But even so, the panicked Jinwuwei didn't even bother to dodge.
Sweeping it away with a knife, blood splattered.
Seven or eight people were injured in an instant.
"Brothers, kill!" When the young general saw the blood, he roared angrily, rushed over, knocked a Jinwu guard to the ground, and hit his face with his fist.
"Ah!" Jin Wuwei screamed, his nose bleeding.
"Kill!!!" The other generals immediately rushed forward.
Admiral Jiumen punched Jin Wuwei in the face, but the opponent only staggered and was not injured.
He simply stared like a tiger, and relying on his great strength, he rushed over and pressed the opponent hard, punching him one after another: "Grandson, if you dare to whip your grandpa, grandpa will teach you how to be a good man today!"
"Sir, be careful!"
His lieutenant staggered over, knocked away another Jinwu guard, and sat down on him.
The unlucky Jin Wuwei was made to sit and scream.
The other military generals are also full of tricks and are completely unreasonable.
Someone specially poked the eyes, one by one.
Someone specifically kicked me in the lower abdomen, wishing I could become a eunuch.
There are also people who have a unique idea and poke their nostrils with two fingers, which feels painful and sore.
……
The trick is very clumsy, but very effective.
A group of dignified military generals of the third rank or above took on the aura of street gangsters.
Facts have proved that the power of idols is infinite.
For warriors who worship strength, His Highness Prince Jing is their idol and even their belief.