The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 442: Go to war

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After a night of hustle and bustle, the city guards had already performed their duties in the early morning of the next day, and the undercurrent of the imperial capital seemed to calm down again.

Zhuge Changfeng and his heavy ministers stayed in the prime minister's mansion all night, waiting for news from there.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past, and came to Zhuge Changfeng, bowing his head to whisper a few words. Zhuge Changfeng's eyelids flicked, his pupils flickered, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Master Prime Minister, what's the situation?" The Minister of War looked up and said with concern.

He smiled and shook his head, Zhuge Changfeng disdainfully said: "Sure enough, it was defeated. Compared with your majesty, the second prince is a big difference after all!"

"But..." However, Zhuge Changfeng's conversation turned, but there was a flash of excitement on his face, and he laughed out: "After the second prince made a fuss, the old man has figured out the context of your majesty. He is really arrogant. Apart from the ghost guards, there are only some remnants of defeated soldiers around him, not to be afraid!"

When the soldier of the military department heard this, his eyes lit up, and he tentatively said: "Then...we can..."

"Of course!"

With a cold smile, Zhuge Changfeng is already in control of Zhizhu, and firmly said: "It seems that the old man is indeed desperate now. He uses all his combat power to deal with the two groups of forces outside the country, and he sits firmly in the middle. , Bluffs us. But he might not even dream of thinking that his emptiness will be broken by his precious son. Such a great opportunity, if we halt, won't we waste the beauty of God? Ha ha ha... "

"Lord Servant, our people can move, and within a week, we will take the imperial city!" There was a gleam in his eyes, and Zhuge Changfeng clenched his fist tightly, determined to make a sound.

The military assistant clasped his fists, bowed and took his orders, and the rest of the people all bowed down, with excitement in his eyes.

The day to change dynasties has finally come...

On the other hand, the news of the rebellion of the two princes quickly spread, but within three days, it came to the ears of Duguzhan Tian, ​​who was thousands of miles away.

Unconsciously startled, Dugu fights the world in great anxiety, and is about to go back to protect him immediately, but before he can leave the camp and return, a yellow figure suddenly appears outside the gate of Dugu camp, holding one in his hand. Yellow silk silk, written with the word "sacred decree"!

When Dugu Zhantian saw it, he couldn't help but immediately took the four tigers out to greet him, worshiping and accepting his orders.

"The emperor's emperor's decree said. The old Marshal Dugu was ordered to kill the thieves, and he must perform his duties and move forward. If you do not have an inch, you can't return, please do it!"

The person who preached the decree was also a master of magical photos. He was obviously one of the few important guards around the emperor today. At this moment, sending him out also proved how important this purpose is and needs to be conveyed as soon as possible.

Dugu Zhantian pondered for a while, raised his hand to take the yellow scroll, and shouted: "Thank you Lord Longen, long live my emperor!"

Then looked at the man again, with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty... is it all right!"

"Old Marshal Dugu, don't worry, everything is intact. The second prince's rebellion was quickly suppressed." The man nodded clearly and said with a smile.

Taking a deep breath, Dugu Zhantian is still a little worried, and said with a worried look: "But then, all the guards around your Majesty will be exposed, I'm afraid..."

Speaking of this, Dugu Zhantian no longer talks about it, only the frowning brows and the sad face overflowed in his words.

Understanding his worries, the man couldn't help but clasped his fists solemnly, and said in awe: "Old Marshal Dugu is really loyal to the kingdom of the monarchy, and I admire him. To be honest, the guards around your Majesty are not optimistic. But your majesty’s imperial decree is also not optimistic. I see, you must never go back. Otherwise, it will be a crime of resisting the decree!"

"Hey, your Majesty, this is really a ruin! In order to restore Tianyu's peace, even your own safety can be set aside..." Dugu Zhantian shook his head helplessly after taking a long breath.

When the man saw him, he also nodded slightly with a solemn expression, and said nothing.

For a long time, the two clasped their fists and waved goodbye. When the master photo shooter left, Dugu Zhantian held this thin yellow scroll in his hand, unconsciously heavy.

He understood what the emperor meant. The emperor was afraid that he knew something was wrong in the imperial city and would hurriedly return for help, so he sent a master of the gods to deliver the decree.

Otherwise, if his army comes back and forth, it will delay the time, maybe Zhuo Fan and the emperor gate will be over long ago, and there is even time to recuperate for a while, and it will be useless if he goes. To criticize outsiders, the gains outweigh the losses.

Understanding the emperor’s painstaking efforts and the lonely warfare, he was even more moved.

It's just that his marching speed this time is quite full, so that if something happens to the imperial capital, he can still have time to get back and help King Qin...

At the same time, on both sides of a bottomless gorge, the Luo Family and the Emperor Sect were already on standby, each sitting on the top of a mountain, looking at each other from a distance, with hostility in their eyes.

Originally, the two parties issued a war script at the same time to conquer each other, but they did not dare to easily enter the other's territory for fear of being caught in the enemy's trap. But time is running out, and they must make a quick decision.

So the two parties agreed, and came to this eagle sorrow, and let the male and female fight openly!

At this moment, in addition to Zhuo Fan and the Shenzhao elders, the Luo family is a master of Huayu Tower, Jianhou Mansion, and Qianlong Pavilion. They were all people whose families were destroyed by the emperor's gate, and the eyes looking at them wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood. It was completely naked hatred.

The same is true for the Emperor Sect. In addition to the masters of the Emperor Sect, there are also the three families of Nethergu, Yaowang Palace, and Happy Forest. They have the same mood as the three families of Qianlong Pavilion opposite.

After all, Zhuo Fan has done more to their family, killing people and digging their graves, not leaving one behind.

So their resentment towards Zhuo Fan is not only the hatred of this life, but also the hatred of the eight generations of ancestors. Staring at Zhuo Fan's eyes, there was already red bleeding.

But the two sides stood here for dozens of days, but they all stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, as if tacitly, no one decided to do it first.

This can't help making the enemies of both sides feel itchy and stomped with hatred. But there is no way, Huayulou and the others are in charge of Zhuo Fan, and they are the leader of the emperor's gate in Netherworld Valley.

The bosses of both sides didn't say anything, and they could only wait and accompany them.

"Steward Zhuo, we have been in a stalemate for more than ten days. I don't know when you will do it?" Grandma waited a little impatiently and couldn't help but hurried to Zhuo Fan's side. This is the tenth time in the past ten days. Urged.

The others nodded and urged.

But Zhuo Fan still looks calm, lying on a recliner, closing his eyes slightly, and waving his hands leisurely: "Don't worry, it's not time, wait a moment!"

"Waiting? We will all become master stones after a while!" The host of Peony pouted and said bitterly.

Zhuo Fan still didn't care, lying on the rocking chair, swaying peacefully.

The same scene happened at the gate of the emperor. You Wanshan and the others were already eager to fight to avenge the destruction of the family, but Huang Pu Tianyuan and Leng Wuchang were still holding back. .

This can't help but make them like rabbits on a hot pot, they can't help jumping around!

Shoo!

Suddenly, two piercing sounds sounded, and the two jade slips flew to the two camps almost at the same time.

Zhuo Fan raised his hand and took it, put the jade slip into his hand, sinking into his mind, and inspecting the contents. Leng Wuchang also held the jade slip in front of him, thinking quietly.

Soon, although the two of them are in two camps separated by a sky trench, they opened their pupils at the same time and laughed out: "Hahaha...Finally there is a movement!"

"What's wrong?" Grandma asked for a moment.

Xieyi smiled, Zhuo Fan immediately stood up, walked out, and shouted: "Pass the order and go with Lao Tzu together. We are at war!"

What?

Unexpectedly, everyone looked at each other, all of them a bit inexplicable. Why did he just say to wait a little longer, now he is about to go to war? What on earth happened?

There was a burst of doubt in my heart, but everyone was quite excited when they knew that the war could start right away.

In a short time, a group of experts from all over the sky walked towards the deep stream in darkness, like dark clouds. Swipe and pressed together, looking at the other side of the mountain a kilometer away.

And there, Huang Pu Tianyuan and Leng Wuchang also arrived with their family members.

Looking at each other from a distance, Zhuo Fan, Huang Pu Tianyuan and Leng Wuchang all laughed, but the laughter was full of coldness.

"Hehehe...I finally waited for this day, I can rest my mind and kill you happily. Zhuo Fan, it's time for you to pay my son's life!"

Emperor Pu Tianyuan shouted loudly and the sound shook the sky, but Zhuo Fan curled his lips in disdain, and said contemptuously: "Emperor Pu Tianyuan, it depends on your ability!"

Leng Wu often noticed that, he shook the feather fan lightly, waved his hand and laughed: "The doormaster, butler Zhuo, our two families are in trouble. Everyone wants to kill each other, but it’s a pity that we have too many constraints. This is rare. Second, the second prince caused great chaos in the imperial capital. Although the Dugu army is still moving, it has slowed down. Not long after, after Prime Minister Zhuge acts, it is estimated that he will also retreat. Only our two families can be left without scruples. Isn’t it a joy to kill the Quartet? Why do you want to fight this one? In my opinion, we end our grievances as soon as possible. The final winner will naturally have the right to continue to contend for the world. And the loser will become the stepping stone for the winner. , No regrets and no regrets!"

"What a good one, no regrets, happy!"

Unable to applaud, Zhuo Fan looked up to the sky and laughed: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Leng is also a heroic person, so there is nothing to say. Everyone has already formed a formation. If we don't kill the Quartet, what else can we do? It doesn’t matter how many grievances there are. The key is who can continue to stand in the world after this battle. Huangpu Sect Master, what do you think?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Huang Pu Tianyuan also laughed loudly: "Hahaha... That's right, the world is grudges, but the fight for power and the weak eats the weak. How can people who can stand on the top of the world care about this little Gratitude? Zhuo Fan, you are also considered a hero. Today, the master of the sect is fighting with you in the world, and it is really honored. The vengeance of killing children is no longer a matter. For the hegemon who puts the world in his heart, he still cares about this. Point?"

"Then Huangpu Sect Master, next we should..." His eyes narrowed, and Zhuo Fan smiled coldly.

Staring tightly into his eyes, Huang Pu Tianyuan also showed a weird smile, and then the two yelled out almost at the same time: "Go to war!"