Looking at the billowing dust and smoke, the neighing of thousands of horses, and the torrent of 300,000 armored men, Wang Dalu felt heroic.
The visitors stayed on the city wall to watch. Wang Dalu, accompanied by his ministers, came to the platform that had been built outside the city and was more than 20 feet high.
"From now on, you are the soldiers of my lord's dynasty. Soldiers should kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, and expand the territory for the dynasty. Those who have merit will be rewarded, and those who are guilty will be punished. I don't look at the background of the soldiers, but success or failure. I judge heroes based on their merits and fame.
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Under the leadership of generals Li Zhaocai, Li Meng, and Jin Lie, they all called themselves "Wansheng!"
When the shouts of the soldiers stopped, Wang Dalu continued.
"Today's glory belongs to me, and it also belongs to your glory. I believe that today, I and the other soldiers will be recorded in ancient history and remembered by future generations."
"Long live the prince!"
"Long live the prince!"
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There was another wave of fanatical shouting like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
"I have already ordered people to prepare wine and meat. You must not get drunk today. I will come to drink three hundred cups with you later."
"Long live!"
"Long live the prince!"
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After Wang Dalu finished speaking, he got off the high platform and, surrounded by the ministers, returned to the inner city with the guests and held a banquet to entertain the kings.
Three hundred thousand tiger warriors were sitting on the ground outside Nanshan City, with a team of ten people sitting around. There was a black iron cauldron in the middle, and prepared firewood and various spices were placed next to it.
They are waiting for food and drinks to be distributed.
After waiting for more than two quarters, a long queue spread out for more than ten miles from the Nanda Camp, which was closest to these soldiers. There were countless chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep.
However, it seems that what these soldiers are most concerned about and urgently is not the meat coming from the south, but the long wine queue that appears from the inner city.
Ever since Niu and his son came to Nanshan City to open a winery to make wine for the imperial court, all the wineries in Nanshan City had closed down and switched to selling wine.
The wine brewed by their father and son is mellow and sweet, soft yet strong, making the taste unforgettable for anyone who takes a sip.
However, this wine is extremely expensive and is a luxury product only for the rich and aristocratic.
It takes more than a month for soldiers like them to have such a sip.
But today, during the princely ceremony, their superiors had already told them that they could loosen their belts and drink freely about the fine wine.
Everything comes from the gift of the prince.
They waited for the high-ranking prince to drink with them in the evening.
Wang Dalu led the ministers and guests back to the inner city in a grand manner.
The ministers were sitting in rows. Wang Dalu and Li Shishi changed into their regular clothes and sat at the top of the table. Below them was a banquet for nearly two thousand people.
None of the guests had any intention of feasting, except for Ran Guang and Yuan Sen, who drank heavily from wine jars.
Wang Dalu, as the guest and host, toasted everyone with several glasses of wine.
After drinking for a while, some big forces couldn't hold their temper and asked some small forces who followed to question Wang Dalu in front of the group of cultivators.
A red-faced old man, holding a wine glass in his hand, stepped out from the crowd and said to Wang Dalu above.
"Prince, I propose a toast to you."
Wang Dalu drank the wine and saw that the old man did not retreat and was still standing there.
He saw hundreds of guests put down their wine and meat and looked at the old man and himself.
Wang Dalu knew that this old man was probably instigated by several big forces to undermine him.
After Wang Dalu drank the toast, the old man waited for Wang Dalu to ask questions before he spoke.
But after waiting for a long time, Wang Dalu didn't say anything. He felt very embarrassed. Countless pairs of eyes fell on him, and he couldn't help but feel horrified.
Finally, the old man pretended to cough and said.
"Prince, I have something to ask you in person."
"Oh? Then tell me and let me listen."
The old man first looked back at the guests behind him and said decisively.
"The princes and I are all for the human race, so why should we risk the loss of the world and shelter those evil cultivators who have done all kinds of evil?"
After the old man finished speaking, all the demon cultivators headed by Glass looked at the old man with frightening eyes.
The old man with the awning on his back was terrified and still struggling to hold on.
Sarumori snorted heavily.
The old man, Glass and other demon cultivators were all shocked.
Wang Dalu said when he saw this.
"Those are my senior brothers, and now they are my people. I have rules and regulations, and I will restrain my people. Please don't worry about you and those behind you."
The old man said anxiously.
"Prince, since ancient times, monsters are enemies and not friends. We monks will eliminate them as soon as we see them, so as to benefit the common people."
Wang Dalu stood up, used Sun Chasing's movement technique, and came behind the old man without anyone noticing, whispering a few words to him.
Everyone saw that the old man's face was pale and his body was shaking. He tried to raise his hand but in the end he shook his head feebly and returned to his seat.
Everyone didn't understand, Wang Dalu said to everyone with a smile.
"I've given him the answer to his question. Is there anyone else who wants to ask me now?"
After waiting for a while, several people gritted their teeth and walked out together, pointing at a man and a woman who had just been enshrined by Wang Dalu, and scolded them for having an undying hatred for their sect.
Regarding the old affairs between the two of them and the two sects, Wang Dalu asked Ma Mou who was standing aside to tell them everything clearly in front of everyone.
The reason for the enmity is simply that people from the two sects took advantage of their power to bully others and did evil, and got retribution.
After Ma Mou finished speaking, the people in the two factions sat down in shame and stopped talking.
The monks from the sects and aristocratic families stopped talking, and those who belonged to the imperial court came out to ask.
"The prince ascended to the throne today, and we all witnessed the splendor of Nanshan City. But I don't know what the prince's plans are in the future. Please tell me so that we, the ministers, can go back and report to the master."
Wang Dalu raised his hand to invite the person to return to his seat.
"Now I am also a member of the imperial court, just like a few of you. The affairs of the imperial court must be related to you, so if you are interested, I will wait for your arrival in the main hall tomorrow and discuss it together. How about it?"
These people in the court also knew that now was not the time to talk about court affairs, so they all communicated with each other with their eyes and agreed to discuss court affairs tomorrow.
If Wang Dalu starts the war lightly, all the imperial forces present here will inevitably be affected.
The purpose of their coming here to watch the ceremony was to see how powerful the new Hou Dynasty was.
The power displayed by Nanshan City exceeded their imagination, so they were even more anxious to know the movements of Wang Dalu and Nanshan City, and then discuss the gains and losses.
After the incident here was over, Wang Dalu left and came outside the city.
There were more than 2,000 people at the banquet inside Nanshan City, while there were 300,000 people outside Nanshan City.
The grand banquet for hundreds of thousands of people can be imagined.
If the people in the city smelled this man's wine, they would inevitably be nauseated.
In that case, their Nanshan City, the most majestic city in the Eastern Wasteland, will have a big joke from now on.
Beforehand, Nanshan City had been prepared and arranged some wind gusts around the inner city so that the southeast wind was always blowing outside Nanshan City.
That night, the king of Nanshan City and the mighty men of Nanshan City got extremely drunk, using the earth as their seats and the sky as their cover.
All subsequent events will be remembered in history for future generations to comment on!