I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 116 Queen, Let's Beat the Drum for Me
In the "snow" world, luck is controlled.

When the Spring and Autumn Period and the Nine Kingdoms were united, the luck of the Liyang Dynasty would be complete.

The great unity, the country stretches.

What's more, there is also Liyang Patriarch to suppress luck.

Right now, the believer Da Chu Emperor Jiang Yu is not dead, and most people in the world will come to kill him.

The people of the world have longed for peace for a long time!

Behind please God, Jiajing looked at the pampered white and tender hands in front of him, feeling a little difficult to deal with.

"Go! Keep Da Chu's last hope."

As soon as Jiajing flicked his sleeves, the nine important officials bowed to Jiajing, and then took over the unconscious little princess, the future heroine Jiang Ni.

No one thought that the emperor of Great Chu could survive the Spring and Autumn War.

Whether Da Chu can restore the country depends on this little princess!

Cao Changqing looked at Jiajing with a lonely expression, hesitant to speak.

In the end, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, take care, I will swear to protect the princess' safety, and I will swear to establish a great Chu."

Cao Changqing did not know how rough his life was, but he was able to support himself with the injustice in his heart, and finally became a Confucian saint.

It is said that although there are tens of millions of people, I will go there. Western Chu was destroyed, and Cao Changqing entered Tai'an City four times, facing the emperor twice alone, which disturbed the emperor of Liyang, and he couldn't sleep peacefully.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, he planned for many years, finally found Jiang Si, and worked hard to seek the restoration of the country.

Scholars are unparalleled in elegance, and the noble spirit of Confucianism lasts forever.Cao Changqing, the Confucian sage who monopolizes the celestial phenomenon and the romantic style, is worthy of the title of the backbone of the scholar, and can make the poor and rotten scholars in the world a few catties more heroic.

Go on!

The day of goodbye will be the time for you monarchs and ministers to use chess pieces to lay out the world.

The majestic imperial city of Great Chu had long been a mess, and the resplendent and resplendent palace was finally left with only Jiajing and Empress Xichu, the thirteenth-ranked "Sejia" of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Although he didn't understand why the emperor's temperament suddenly changed, but the country was about to perish, Se Jia didn't care, and said softly: "Let's dance another neon dress and feather song for Your Majesty!"

Jiajing couldn't see the tears of a beauty the most, so he stretched out his sleeve to wipe away the tears from this stunning beauty's pretty face, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to watch the neon clothes and feather clothes for now, let me go and see the Beiliang army that wiped out the six kingdoms, Let’s see how that Rentu killed 12 euphorbia soldiers in the Battle of Jinghe, and how he broke through the western fortress and killed Ye Baikui, the armored soldier..."

"Thousands of cuts to pieces, ten thousand arrows to pierce the heart, I will accompany His Majesty through this journey..."

"Haha... That man Tu can't kill me! Put your heart back in your stomach!"

On the tall city wall stretching for more than ten miles, Jiajing Zhuoran stood against the wind, his seemingly thin body crumbling under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of troops.

After this battle, the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms were truly unified.

The peaceful and prosperous age has really come.

"That's Xu Xiao's wife, the Wu family's sword crown Wu Su!"

"As expected of me, a native of Great Chu!"

From a distance, Jiajing saw a man dressed in white beating the war drum himself. The drum sounded like thunder.

Rentu Xu Xiao abandoned his helmet, took the brunt of the spear, and stood in front of the battle.

Countless warriors, many practitioners.

Three thousand white horses and white armors, all the way to the thunder.

That's a big snow dragon ride.

Beiliang iron cavalry is the best in the world, and the big snow dragon rides the male Beiliang!
What a cavalry, all of them are martial arts masters.

"You really deserve to be the king of Beiliang, Xu Xiao!"

Jiajing turned his head and smiled: "Queen, Wu Su is beating the drum for Xu Xiao, so you should also be beating the drum for me!"

"The minister and concubine follow the order."

"Dong dong dong..."

Although the drumbeat was not intense, the neon dress was like a flame, which was pleasing to the eye.

Jiajing stood on the city wall, with a smile on his lips, he stepped forward and jumped down.

Tens of thousands of Beiliang troops watched coldly, their swords silenced.

On the city wall, there are only a few remaining defenders of the Great Chu, all mourning.

boom!
Dust rose suddenly, obscuring everyone's sight.

In the sky full of smoke and dust, Jiajing bent down slightly, and the three flying swords had already flew up.

For this unsatisfactory world, Jiajing can be regarded as spending a lot of money.

Although it is only the most basic flying sword, it is still a flying sword!
How many resources must be exhausted to refine one bite.

Boom boom boom!
In the distance, the white clothes were like snow, and the drums were beating like thunder. It seemed that only the princess in white was left beating the drums in the whole battlefield, and the drums became more and more urgent and louder...

"The Spring and Autumn War without Righteousness!"

"Kill it!"

As soon as he was successful, he used his flying sword to open the way. Jiajing followed closely, and a whirlwind was born behind him, which rolled up dust and set off a strong wind.

Everyone in the world said that Great Chu was dead, and Jiajing fought against Beiliang alone.

The drums sounded like thunder, followed by the sound of horns.

There are many practitioners in the Beiliang army, how can that little smoke block the sight, the moment Jiajing rushed in, the army guarding Rentu Xu Xiao moved.

The opponent is worthy of respect. Northern Liang's iron cavalry destroyed the six countries, Later Sui, Later Song, Western Shu, Northern Han, Great Wei, and Western Chu.

For example, in Western Shu, the number of soldiers in the whole country was less than 12, [-] died in battle, and the country was wiped out by Beiliang in two months.Xishu once dug open a stone wall and hung three iron cables to block the river, trying to stop Beiliang's improvised navy. It never thought that the water battle would end before it started, and the natural barriers along the river would be completely destroyed by the Beiliang army.

In Western Chu, the Battle of Jinghe and the Battle of Xileibi were all bitter battles.

In the Battle of Xileibi, the thousand-man fishing and drum battalion, which was "the first to fight to the death", fought to the death without retreating, and only 16 people survived in the end.

The generals of Beiliang looked at the capital of Western Chu, and saw that only one person came to fight against thousands of troops.

My heart is full of emotion.

In the end, there are only a few words left, and it is finally over.

Xichu is dead!
The world will be peaceful!
But can the world really be peaceful?

It's just reincarnation again and again!
"The believers are unbelievable!"

Jiajing killed blood like rivers, but he was scolding his mother in his heart, how many worlds have passed, and he brought me back to the point of killing enemies with punches and kicks.

And the opponent was much stronger than he imagined.

Even those small soldiers are not ordinary people, each physique has the cultivation base of a second-rate master in the Tianlong world, not to mention those generals and warriors.

Rentu Xu Xiao, holding a spear astride the horse, was motionless, looking at him indifferently.

"This person is very skilled. It seems that he has a level of strength. The Western Chu Kingdom is about to be destroyed. With these small tricks, a level [-] master thinks he can attack our Beiliang army?"

"You underestimate me, Xu Xiao!"

"Just, why is he wearing the dragon robe of Emperor Xichu?"

"Also...those are flying swords!"

"General, the appearance of this person is somewhat similar to that of the Emperor Xichu, isn't it? He is Jiang Yu..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Xu Xiao shook his head resolutely. He has the strength of a second-rank junior master. He knows that martial arts cultivation cannot be piled up with pills.

Does the Emperor of Western Chu have a level of cultivation?
How can it be!

Most of the generals capable of fighting in Western Chu had already died in battle, and most of the rest wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests to wait for the opportunity.

Where did a first-rank master come from?

(End of this chapter)