Monarch of Evernight: Seventeen new tricks

bsp;In the distant sky, that dark cloud moved extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, people with better eyesight were exclaiming. That wasn't a dark cloud at all, but an entire fleet! In particular, the giant ship headed by it has a smooth and sharp shape, is frighteningly beautiful, and is also frighteningly big.

Even among the people in the capital of King Zheng, most of them have never seen a battle cruiser, or even a larger battleship. After all, Zheng Guo is a small country with limited national power. Let alone the latest battle cruiser, even an old model battleship cannot afford it. So now the flagship of Zheng's fleet is just an old cruiser. Even so, it is still a treasure of the country, and it is extremely valuable to be treasured.

Seeing the appearance of such a fleet, ordinary people did not react. Most of the nobles' faces changed color. They instantly understood why a heavily defended city like Liaocheng was captured in just one day. Even the second prince His uncles were all killed.

The fleet is headed by the flagship battle cruiser, followed closely by the high-speed destroyers brought by Song Hui. The frigates are arranged on the left and right, and behind them are more than ten high-speed transport ships, each of which is equipped with weapons. Among them, about ten transport ships are quite conspicuous, and one look at their shapes shows that they are the most advanced models in Da Qin.

This batch of transport ships was also brought by Song Hui to transport supplies and arms. They stayed after arriving at Yonglu, and naturally became part of the Qianye fleet. The Song Dynasty may not be able to fight, but it is still very impressive when it comes to armaments.

On the throne, Liu Zhongyuan could no longer maintain Furui Fubo's calmness and suddenly opened his eyes. The sharp-eyed disciple next to him saw that the veins in his hand holding the armrest were beating constantly, and it was obvious that he was extremely uneasy inside. .

In the battlecruiser bridge, Qianye stood quietly, with Carol standing on the left and a teenage **** the right. She was bright and young, with an appearance of early growth, but an outstanding figure. It's already over Qianye's shoulders.

She was extremely curious and kept looking at everything around her, as if she wanted to see everything through and write it down.

Carol said: "You really don't need me?"

Qianye smiled and said: "Yes, why not? Without you, the fleet would be in danger."

Carol rolled her eyes at him and said, "My mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter. Did you learn from that bad guy Song Zining? That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about going to war!"

"What's so scary about an old man? Are you still afraid that I'll lose?"

"He is a divine general after all! A divine general for more than thirty years!"

"It has been more than thirty years, and he is still just a **** general. No matter how strong he is, can he still be stronger than the Wolf King?"

Carol snorted and said: "What do you mean? I can't beat the Wolf King."

Qianye then thought of the problem of the cultivation speed of long-lived and short-lived species, and quickly rectified it, "Of course he is no better than you."

"That's pretty much it."

At this moment, the fleet is approaching the royal capital. At close range, the sense of oppression is particularly shocking. Many people could not bear the pressure of the imminent threat and kept shouting: "Where is our fleet? How can we let them bring the fleet here!?"

More people who didn't know the truth echoed, while the real upper-class people all had pale faces, guessing that something bad might have happened. There was still electric fire wrapped around the muzzle of the battle cruiser's main gun, and it looked like it had been fired.

The fleet approached until it was a thousand meters away, and then slowly stopped. This distance is already the edge of the firing range of the Royal Capital's defense turrets, and with the advantage of height, the battle patrol's main gun can also bombard the Royal Capital.

Qianye stood on the bow of the war patrol ship, looking down at Liu Zhongyuan from a high position, and then he jumped down and landed in front of Liu Zhongyuan, unable to lift a single step.

Liu Zhongyuan's eyelids twitched a few times, but he did not stand up. He sat on the chair and said slowly: "Young man, you really have the ability to be arrogant."

Qianye smiled faintly and said, "It's been so many days, haven't you figured out my origin yet?"

Liu Zhongyuan's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "Young man, don't be so ignorant of the heights of the world. You Qianye may have been famous in the past, but you are not a **** general after all. This is the Kingdom of Zheng, not the Qin Dynasty, nor is it a neutral country. Land! ”

Qianye laughed dumbly and said: "Listening to what the Imperial Master said, it seems that Da Qin should really learn from Zheng Guo."

"The empire is big, but it may not be strong everywhere. Although our country of Zheng is small, we are united as one, but we are never afraid of anyone!"

These words were spoken with force and force. The people around him suddenly burst into cheers and admiration.

Qianye felt that there were too many flaws in this statement, and he didn’t know which one to refute first. The competition among the princes of the Zheng Kingdom has reached the level of civil war, but they are still united? Moreover, this drama of seizing the throne is not the first time it has been staged. It happens every few decades. Since the founding of the country, Zheng Guo has focused a large part of its energy on internal fighting, and its national power has been deteriorating.

The territory of Zheng State is not small, but in Da Qin it can only enjoy the treatment of an ordinary county. The empire evaluates the status of a vassal state firstly by its strength and secondly by its contribution. In other words, in the internal evaluation of the empire, Zheng Guo is equivalent to an ordinary large county and cannot compare with a province at all.

Furthermore, Zheng's national power is weak, but his mentality is strange. Even the dignified national teacher can say that the empire is big but not strong. Qianye doesn't understand where their confidence comes from. Looking at Liu Zhongyuan, whose beard and hair were all white in front of him, Qianye suddenly felt a deep sympathy.

He looked past Liu Zhongyuan and looked around at the densely packed crowd. The impending war seemed like a social drama to these eyes. Then he looked at the royal capital in the distance that seemed grand but actually somewhat nondescript. He couldn't help but sigh.

Qian Yeping calmly said to Liu Zhongyuan: "You admit defeat, and then take up the title of National Preceptor. From now on, you will serve King Xinzheng. I can give you a suitable position."

Liu Zhongyuan was startled after hearing this, then laughed angrily and said, "So what if I don't want to?"

Qianye said: "A hundred-year-old general has made no progress in the past few decades. Although it would be a pity to kill him, keeping him will not be of much use."

With a bang, Liu Zhongyuan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and crushed the armrest of the throne to pieces. He stood up slowly, and just as he was about to have an attack, his face suddenly froze and he looked up at the sky.

A small figure fell from the sky and hit the ground like a cannonball. It was the girl who was standing next to Qianye. It's just that she didn't seem to be very good at balancing, and she failed to adjust her posture at all. She actually hit her face on the ground, and the huge impact made a big hole in the ground.

The onlookers held their breath and opened their mouths for a moment, unable to even utter a exclamation. The little girl fell so hard that it hurt.

However, under the gaze of everyone, she actually got up and shook her head, as if she was a little dizzy from the fall, that's all.

The little girl looked around, ran to Qianye, pointed at Liu Zhongyuan and said, "Is that the old man? I'll do it!"

Qianye habitually held her head down and held her in place, letting her spread her teeth and claws, but she couldn't take a step forward.

The little guy said angrily: "I can beat him!"

Qianye couldn’t laugh or cry and asked, “What are you going to do?”

"Spray him first..." the little guy said matter-of-factly.

"Then all the people in front died."

"...It seems like this." The little guy suddenly felt guilty.

"What does it look like? That's it!" Qianye hit the **** the head, and she immediately held her head with an aggrieved look on her face.

It’s just that everyone had seen how she had just fallen, and no one thought she would really be in pain.

Liu Zhongyuan was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He pointed at Qianye and was speechless. In his opinion, this girl was a tool specially arranged by Qianye to humiliate him. He had been in great power in Zheng for decades, but he had never suffered from this?

Qianye pressed the girl down with a serious look on his face, as if he was really afraid that she would kill too many people. Everyone watching felt that this was an attempt to humiliate Liu Zhongyuan, and to do so in a new way, to create a life-or-death feud.

Perhaps only Qianye and the girl don’t think so.

The tall girl is naturally Xiao Zhu Ji, but she has been growing faster and faster recently, and her appearance changes almost every once in a while. And her strength also expanded rapidly, seemingly without end, and the power of the core toxin was even more terrifying. She spat out with all her strength. If she accidentally got it on her, it would not be easily tolerated by ordinary gods. If her blood was inadvertently invaded, she would probably be poisoned to death.

Even divine generals will be poisoned, let alone ordinary strong men. As for ordinary people who are not even close to strong men, they will die as many as they come.

If the weather and wind direction are right, then Xiao Zhuji can blow out the poisonous mist with all her strength and might kill half of the people on the ground. Next to Qianye, she is the real killer.

Liu Zhongyuan took a deep breath and shouted sternly: "You Qianye, you are so arrogant! If I don't take your life today, how can I convince everyone?"

Liu Zhongyuan waved his hand and shouted: "Here comes someone!" A chorus of shouts immediately sounded around him, but the volume seemed a bit insufficient. He was furious, and when he turned around, he saw that all the people responding were white-robed disciples, while the Imperial Guards of Zheng and other troops remained silent, looking at the sky.

Liu Zhongyuan followed their gazes, and when he saw the war patrol, his heart trembled. He was so angry that he forgot about this big guy.

If the two sides mobilized their troops to fight, Qianye would have an almost overwhelming advantage with battle patrols and weapons. Zheng's ground-to-air force would never be able to knock down the battle patrols. Unless Liu Zhongyuan is willing to risk his life and break into the battle patrol alone, seeking to kill the general. However, in addition to strong defense, a warship of this level also has special internal defense measures for landing battles, which can weaken the invading enemy and increase itself. Under the circumstances, Liu Zhongyuan was really not sure about facing Qianye on the ship.

No matter how you think about it, the one-man battle proposed by Qianye is actually the most beneficial option for Zheng Guo at the moment.

Qianye pulled Xiao Zhuji behind him and said, "Stand here honestly and don't move."

The little guy's eyes wandered, "What if someone comes to hit me?"

"You can kill or maim them, but one thing is that you are not allowed to spray poison."

Xiao Zhuji showed her strength and sprayed out a mouthful of poison. It was said that not a single blade of grass could grow, and everything was dead. King Zheng is the most prosperous place, and Qianye can still use it, so naturally she cannot be allowed to act recklessly.

After the little guy nodded in agreement, Qianye turned to look at Liu Zhongyuan and said, "It's our turn now."

Liu Zhongyuan snorted, stretched out his left hand, and one of his disciples presented a seven-foot long sword with both hands. With a sword in his hand, Liu Zhongyuan's momentum grew spontaneously. Looking from a distance, he really looked like a fairy.

Qianye took out an inconspicuous short force gun, and a pair of light wings slowly unfolded behind him.