honor me as god

Chapter 651
After the Far East Dynasty raised an army and Doguland decided to fight back, the desert area was full of chaos.

The Far Eastern dynasty continued to seize the oasis as a stronghold, and the desert forces were unable to resist the millions of troops. Finally, they decided to form a coalition with Dogorand to counter the invasion of the Far East.

Recently, with the help of the leader of the desert forces, the main force of Dogorand stationed in the oasis stronghold like a tide, and quickly took control of the west side of the desert.

At the same time, the Far Eastern Imperial Army occupied the eastern part of the desert and continued to advance westward. The spheres of influence of both sides gathered at the center line. The troops are only tens of miles away from each other.

The battle was about to break out, and the wind and sand were already tainted with thick gunpowder smoke. The spirits of the soldiers of the two armies were like taut strings. They dared not take off their armor when resting at night, for fear of a sudden surprise attack by the vanguard of the other side.

At sunrise the next day, Perseus came to the front line in person, wearing the battle armor he wore during the "Battle of Laurels" 28 years ago, his eyes were calm and stern, like an old but still powerful lion .

Standing next to Perseus, Sting looked at the direction where the Far East Army was stationed with him, and asked worriedly, "Are you really going?"

Perseus nodded and said, "This is an invitation from the Emperor of the Far East. If this conversation can save some soldiers from dying, or even prevent an imminent war, I have to go."

Sting put his hands on the shoulders of the old comrade-in-arms and said heavily: "We are all behind you."

Perseus smiled slightly, patted Sting's arm to express comfort, then rode on the tall horse, and walked towards the middle area under the escort of the imperial guards.

Not long ago, the Far Eastern Dynasty sent an invitation letter, hoping that the leaders of the two sides could have a final discussion before the start of the war - not to let the messenger pass the message back and forth, but to have the king and the emperor talk face to face.

The situation has developed to the point where it can be said that the sword is on the verge of breaking out, and the possibility of no conflict breaking out is already very small. However, in order to control the scale of the war as much as possible, Perseus was invited to accept this negotiation.

The negotiation location of the two sides was chosen in the middle area not controlled by either party. Perseus was full of sincerity. Except for a dozen or so imperial guards who traveled together, there was no pomp, and people came quickly.

The Far East is more particular. There are hundreds of people in the negotiating team, and there are 66 royal standard bearers who go ahead to clear the way. In the land of the Son of Heaven, they immediately knelt down and bowed their heads like the resting waves.

Behind the array of standard bearers, the huge Holy See of the Son of Heaven is carried by 24 royal servants and slowly walks towards the center. The main body of the Holy See is made of thousand-year-old sandalwood wood, and skilled craftsmen have carved patterns symbolizing the supreme imperial power on it, which is lifelike. The circling five-clawed golden dragon glared fiercely, as if it was about to burst out of the holy seat and soar in the nine heavens.

A golden curtain hangs above the holy seat, which looks like a golden flame ignited under the sunlight. Behind the curtain, a tall figure is sitting upright, only visible, invisible, mysterious and oppressive.

Don't look at the Son of Heaven—this is an iron rule in the court, and even when the leaders are negotiating, this ancient rule still takes effect.

Standing on both sides of the Holy Seat are two figures wearing "Four-Clawed Golden Dragon Robes". On the right is a vicissitudes old man. His eyes seemed to penetrate everything in the world.

Zhang Bufan, the current national teacher of the Far Eastern Dynasty, the head of the Yin and Yang Division, it is said that this person has refined the rare spells in ancient and modern times. The "Great Sumeru Nine Palaces Profound Fire Formation" almost burned the capital of Dogoland, which had stood for 28 years.

Unlike most military generals, for Onmyoji, age and physical aging are not necessarily obstacles to strength. Their magic power may decline due to age, but along with their mastery are control spells. surgical experience.

Older onmyojis tend to learn more ancient spells than new generation onmyojis, and they also know how to use less mana to produce more powerful spells.

Therefore, compared with 28 years ago, Zhang Bufan's strength now is even worse.

Standing on the left side of the holy seat is a slender girl, the four-clawed golden dragon robe flutters in the strong wind, and the long black hair like splashed ink is cut directly at the waist. Just standing there quietly, there is a sense of oppression Come on.

The girl has a pair of rare golden pupils, like the solitary sun above the sky carved into her eyes. If you look closely, you will find that her vision is not in focus. Although she is looking at the negotiation team of Dogrand, she is not staring at anyone. Even King Perseus couldn't catch her eye.

Among the Far Eastern dynasties, the only person who can have such awe-inspiring power is Cang Xuan, the number one expert in the Great Nei, the leader of the Tianxuan Division, and the only person in the whole world who is qualified to enter the curtain of the Holy Seat and look at the Son of Heaven.

Compared with the Far East Dynasty, Perseus's ostentation is obviously much weaker. There are no masters in the lineup, only a dozen or so imperial guards wearing closed heavy armor, but in a sense, this is also showing his own sincerity.

No matter what was written in the war letter before, and no matter how he created momentum before the war, Perseus knew very well that Ye Lingchen was killed in the kingdom, and this kind of thing should never happen anyway.

Even if the grandson of the emperor really deserves to die, he should be sent back to the far Tokyo Ji in a complete manner, and let the emperor himself punish him. This is the rule of political games.

Now that such absurd thing happened, don't say who was at fault first, and don't care about the justice in the world. From a political point of view, Dogorand is at fault, so Perseus didn't make such a big show, but lowered his stance. It can be regarded as expressing his sincerity to the emperor of the Far East.

After the two sides met, Perseus untied the bag hanging from the horse's waist, took out a jug of spirits and a wine glass, and said lightly: "We had a farewell 28 years ago, and now we meet again. Today, I will drink for the reunion. Respectfully."

Perseus filled the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, poured it again, drank it again, poured it again, drank it again, and drank three glasses in a row.

Drinking three cups by himself, no matter in Doguland or the Far East Dynasty, this means drinking forfeit, and Perseus has put his posture at the lowest point.

After drinking three glasses of wine, Perseus wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, looked up at the figure behind the curtain of the holy seat, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was flat, but with the majesty unique to the king: "Hi, I also greeted you!" , I drank the wine, what are the conditions, let's talk calmly and slowly, you and I retreat first, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)