The war in the north is like a sea of smoke, with tens of millions of soldiers fighting wildly in the wild. The momentum of life and death has shocked the northern continent and echoed for a long time. The army of the Northern Community has always been in a state of defeat, domestic complaints are everywhere, and the voices calling for Shurat to come forward are getting stronger and stronger. Gao, if it weren't for Qiao Cheng, the Peacock Saint King and other saints and semi-saints would persist to the death and block the saint group of the new alliance.
In this battle, the new alliance showed full momentum.
It's just that neither the Samsara Tribe nor Beihai has invested any new strength. They are now focusing more on hunting down that mysterious force and are also working on the Daqian Dynasty incident. They have survived in the Forgotten War Realm for a long time, and they have resilience in their bones. They do not pursue temporary victory or defeat, because history is always written for the victors, they only pursue the final victory!
During this period, the Samsara clan dispatched five space monsters to travel between the Daqian Dynasty and the Universal Empire, secretly transferring the royal children and trusted ministers of the Daqian Dynasty into the Imperial Palace of the Universal City, and then Zhao Xiong transferred the children of military generals and staff officers to the imperial palace. They were transferred to the Universal Empire so that they could fight with peace of mind. Finally, they selected those cronies and transferred their heirs, descendants, and treasure troves.
Zhao Xiong was cautious and attentive, not leaking any news, and carried out the process in secret. Because the empire had a vast territory and the clans were complex, he simply sorted out hundreds of forces, including generals, important ministers, and loyal clans, that needed to be transferred. The number of people has reached 30,000. If further combing is carried out, the number of people who need to be transferred is enough to reach hundreds of thousands.
This is a arduous task, but Zhao Xiong must complete it himself to prevent the news from leaking and immediately attracting a blow from the new alliance.
At the same time, Zhao Xiong also personally presided over the strengthening of ties with the Holy Empire, lowering his profile as much as possible in exchange for the Holy Empire's trust and in-depth cooperation.
that's all……
The northern war is in full swing, tragic and tragic, and continues to attract the attention of the world; the One World Empire continues to question Shura Te, and protests continue for a long time; the search force led by the Water Candle Demon persists in the search, and although there are still no clues, they persist in their efforts The Daqian Dynasty became the new source of the storm and began to secretly exert force and deploy secretly.
Only the Holy Empire was kept in the dark and continued its intense alliance work. Although the current war was in the north, thousands of kilometers away from them and endless, they had a strong sense of crisis, and the Holy Human Emperor had been injured. They must prepare in advance.
Now the whole world knows that the New Alliance is a domineering and crazy force. Through the type of Baoshenzhu, we can see that under their "dominance" and "craziness", there is still treachery and evil. No one can do anything about it. Guarantee that they will suddenly stop at some point, and then... move to fight against the Daqian Dynasty and the Holy Empire.
The acting leader of the Holy Empire, Wu Nong, secretly guessed: "The fundamental reason why the New Alliance suddenly attacked the Northern Community was a demonstration to let the Northern Community know the strength and tyranny of the New Alliance. How is it possible that they will hurt the Northern Community? I will relax my mind and attack the Daqian Dynasty and the Holy Empire with all my strength."
After all, where is the three-year agreement between Tang Yan and the Northern Alliance? It is impossible for Tang Yan to make a three-year request for no reason. It is certain that Tang Yan's fundamental purpose is the Daqian Dynasty and the Holy One, so... there must be something Be aware of danger and must be prepared!
Therefore, after the Daqian Dynasty successively expressed goodwill and sent envoys to express the concept that "only alliances can survive," the Holy Empire gradually relaxed its strategy and began to cooperate comprehensively in the military, even involving some commercial fields.
The most historic thing is that in the eighth month after the outbreak of the Northern War, that is, at the end of October, the Holy Empire and the Daqian Dynasty redefined their border territories.
Previously, the southwest territory of the Daqian Dynasty was adjacent to the northeastern territory of the Holy Empire, separated by a vast rainforest, which had always been a restricted area that the two countries could not enter. Now the two sides have turned the rainforest into joint possession, and have successively evacuated the southwest territory and the northeastern territory. Of the garrison troops in the territory, only 100,000 garrison troops were left to serve as guards, and the large-scale army withdrew to rest internally.
By now, all parties in the world are aware of the covenant relationship between the Holy Empire and the Daqian Dynasty.
Later, the Daqian Dynasty no longer avoided taboos, and various types of envoys were sent to the Holy Empire. Envoys from the Holy Empire were also sent to the Daqian Dynasty to discuss cooperation in various aspects.
Both sides are old empires with vast territory and billions of people. If they really want to achieve a complete alliance, there are too many things that need to be discussed. In order to show sincerity, both sides try to be as cautious and careful as possible.
Holy Empire!
The ancient imperial capital is like a silent god, crouching on the land surrounded by mountains and swamps. The vast divine power permeates the mountains and rivers, and brings blessings to all directions. This is the most prosperous ancient city in the Holy Empire, and it is also the most beautiful place with the most spiritual power. land.
The Beicheng District of the Imperial Capital is the "noble district" within the Imperial City. Princes, generals, and branches of many ancient tribes are all located here.
The most secretive and richest place in the aristocratic area is undoubtedly the 'Taicuozi Garden', which is the outer courtyard where Emperor Taizuozi's witchcraft book is written.
Wu Jieshu didn't like the hustle and bustle in the palace. Since he was promoted to Wu Zun, he has built such a villa outside the palace. This is a gathering point of spiritual power in the imperial city besides the palace, and its spiritual power is no less than that of Cave Heaven Paradise.
It has been almost six years since Wu Jieshu returned to the empire, and it has been nearly three years since he woke up.
In response to his father's questions, he always shook his head, saying that he did not remember anything.
In fact, he really didn't remember anything, or he subconsciously chose to close that memory.
Wu Jieshu was arrogant by nature and was born in a royal family. He shouldered the important task of the rise of the empire. From the first day he was born, he stood on the heads of hundreds of millions of people. From an early age, he looked at the world with eyes overlooking the mountains and rivers. He has been for decades. The achievements he has made are enough to make himself and the empire proud.
But suddenly, a dark memory appeared in his glorious and bright life journey, which he couldn't accept. He had lost his memory, and he deliberately did not recall that period of history. Even if a slightly similar picture emerged, he would abandon it irritably.
Wu Jieshu chose to retreat, completely immersing himself in the idea of sprinting to the holy realm, so that he would not have to guess about those annoying things.
However……
He thought simply. The quieter he was, the easier it was for him to be upset. The more he recovered, the more pictures would flash through his mind. By now, he was almost sure that he remembered many things from back then. This made Wu Jing Shu Shu became even more irritable and began to feel faintly panicked. He couldn't accept it, he really couldn't accept it!
How could he be so embarrassed when he was a dignified prince of the empire? How could he be insulted by others?
As a proud prince, how could he be saved by Tang Yan's enemy?
However, the more upset he became, the more various external situations challenged his willpower. For example, the return of the War Alliance, the sanctification of familiar figures such as Du Yang and Zhao Zimo, and the return and sanctification of Qin Minghuang, all seemed like...
Those sharp needle points stimulated his chaotic consciousness and made him miserable.
What stimulated Wu Jieshu the most was the disastrous defeat half a year ago, the defeat of his father, and Tang Yan's shocking deeds in the Southern Wilderness. Wu Jieshu suddenly found that he was left behind by his peers. He had been leading the way.
, but now he can't even see other people's backgrounds. He is anxious, angry, and even more frightened.
"Wow!"
In the claustrophobic room, Wu Jieshu held his head and roared in a low voice. His roar was full of pain and resentment. He was disheveled and haggard. He no longer looked like a prince. He tore his hair and beat his head.
The pain was not just psychological, he felt in a daze that the evil corpse spots were beginning to erode his skin again.
so……
He tore his hair and scratched his body, and his strong body was dripping with blood.
The Book of Witchcraft Commandments... is going crazy...
There are tens of thousands of soldiers stationed in Taicuozi Garden, and there are also royal family members. They don't know the situation of the witch commandment book, and they secretly reported it to the clan elders in the palace, and even informed the witch farmer. The witch farmer came to visit more than once, but
The situation of the Witch Book is getting worse every time, and the latest one almost even killed the Witch Farmer.
The Human Emperor personally ordered not to interfere with the Book of Witchcraft Commandments. This is a calamity, and it is also a calamity for the heart before becoming a saint. If the Book of Witchcraft Commandments cannot be overcome in his own way, he is not worthy of being his own emperor!
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Highness..."
Suddenly, a weak and cowardly voice came from outside the door. A pretty maid, with a pale face, knelt there tremblingly, her eyes shaking with deep horror. She was meeting the prince of the empire, but she looked...
It's like bowing to the god of death.
Because...for more than a year, every time the maid sent to deliver a message had only one fate...death! She was torn into pieces alive and taken away indifferently by the guards. Therefore, when she was sent to deliver a message, she was treated as an 'object'.
, almost as good as death.
"Come in." Wu Jieshu's voice came from the room, cold, hoarse, with heavy breathing.
"Yes...yes..." The maid's teeth chattered, and she almost used all her strength to stand up tremblingly. She lowered her head hard and pushed open the door. A foul smell and the smell of blood spread across the room, which almost frightened her fragile nerves.
Collapse. She suppressed the feeling of vomiting and took two steps before kneeling there.
"Are you afraid of me?" Wu Jieshu raised his head, with bloodshot eyes between his messy long hair.
"No, no, no, Your Highness, atone for your sins, slave...slave...no...no..." The maid burst into tears. She wanted to explain but couldn't come up with a single word.
"Are you afraid of me? I'm a bastard on the spot. I'm the prince Wu Jieshu. How dare you be afraid of me?" Wu Jieshu stood up unsteadily, panting heavily, and walked towards the girl. He looked like a wild beast.
, frightening. Under the tattered clothes, a bloody body could be vaguely seen, which was torn out by himself.
"Your Highness, I don't dare, I don't dare..." The maid huddled on the ground like a kitten, shivering, her head buzzing.
"You dare to be afraid of me? You dare to be afraid of me?" Wu Jieshu repeated it repeatedly, murmuring hoarsely, grabbing the girl's hair and tearing it hard, staring at her with blood-red eyes.
The maid was forced to raise her head, but when she saw the man in front of her, she screamed and almost fainted from fright. This was not a human being at all. It was like a corpse running out of a grave.
Is this really His Highness? Is this really the Prince? How did it become like this?
"What's your name? Ah!" Wu Jieshu screamed and bit the girl's neck.
"Ah, someone said that he can save you! He can save you, he can save you! He can make you a saint, he can make you the pride of the empire, he can make you famous all over the world!" The maid didn't know where the courage came from.