Chapter Eighteen True Victory
Zhao Qiankun passed over Joan of Arc and others, jumped directly to the city tower of Yuyang Gate, and faced the emperor.
Joan of Arc was shocked and turned around to pursue him, but was grabbed by Cameron.
"He said it right..." Cameron shook his head and said, "From his appearance to the present, all the soldiers and warriors who attacked him were the soldiers and warriors who attacked him. Even those demons and monsters, under his constraints, never attacked civilians. He was not a crazy mess, but wanted an opportunity for equal dialogue!"
"Equal dialogue?" Joan of Arc said in confusion: "For what? Just to compete with the emperor for the qualification of the queen?"
"Is it necessary to steal a woman?" Cameron shook his head and said, "If he just wanted to steal people, and with his ability, he killed and robbed people, who could stop him? But he did not do this, but instead put a high-profile flag to build a country, causing a huge commotion, just four words, just right!"
"A legitimate?" Joan of Arc said in confusion: "What can be legitimate when he goes to his imperial capital to rob his queen?"
"What if the Great Zhou acknowledged this so-called Great Demon Kingdom?" Cameron said: "In that case, today's affairs would not be as simple as a man robbing the queen! This is a war! A war breaks out between the Great Zhou and the Great Demon Kingdom! That guy didn't want to steal the queen as a thief, but planned to force the Great Zhou to defeat the country, admit defeat, and give up the queen on his own initiative!"
"Joan of Arc was stunned.
"Don't underestimate this!" Cameron smiled and said, "This is a man's sense of ritual! You didn't pay attention, no matter how scared you, the emperor of the Great Zhou did not escape and retreat? You can kill me, but I'm not afraid of you and will not surrender to you! Similarly, for that Cheng Yaojin, killing the emperor is not difficult. Letting him give in is the real victory! This has nothing to do with strength and status, it is a confrontation between two men about will and dignity! And all of us, and even the entire Great Zhou, are the bargaining weights for their two negotiations."
"Is it a real victory..." Joan of De looked at Zhao Qiankun's back and murmured to himself.
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The moment Zhao Qiankun climbed to the top of the city, he was besieged by the dead soldiers raised by Jiang Yan!
These killing formations composed of dead soldiers are said to be able to kill the martial gods! Although I have never tried this, I would be very good at making such ruthless words!
The killing formation consists of thirty-six people, secretly combining the number of Tiangang. Six of them are a small formation. Each small formation has a first-grade master as the eye of the formation. The other thirty people are also second-grade masters! Once they are activated, they cooperate with each other and will continue to survive. Every move is a killer move, which is indeed extremely powerful!
To be fair, this killing array is indeed exquisitely designed and can maximize everyone's strength! But no matter what technical weapon, in addition to considering its own quality, the strength of the user is also considered! If you really can kill the martial god as you brag, not to mention the holy level of all members, you must have at least half of the first grade to see!
What's more, what they are facing at this time is not the God of Martial Arts, but a monster that is more powerful than the God of Martial Arts!
Facing the attacking killing formation, Zhao Qiankun's figure shook. After a moment, the thirty-six dead soldiers, some hung on the top of the city wall, some fell down the tower, some flew into the palace, and some hit the feet of Emperor Shengwu...
The emperor and the eldest princess didn't even react, and the killing formation disappeared.
"You monster!" Jiang Yan drew out her sword and blocked her younger brother: "Your Majesty, go quickly!"
"Put down the sword..." Zhao Qiankun flashed and came to Jiang Yan, raised his hand and pinched the tip of her sword. Jiang Yan was startled and tried his best to draw out the sword, but could not shake it at all...
"Think about it carefully..." Zhao Qiankun's low voice, coupled with his paralyzed expression, made people feel creepy: "If I really want to kill you, it will be enough when it falls down. Just your little bodyguards can stop me?"
The brother and brother frowned. When they thought about it carefully, it was true. This guy was able to defeat the God of Martial Arts with three punches. His strength was incredible. If he really wanted to kill, the emperor would not be too much dead for a hundred times...
"What do you want?!" The little emperor forced his courage to walk out of the protection of his elder sister, and faced Zhao Qiankun's eyes.
"I said, I just want to talk to you..." Lao Zhao smiled: "It is not the identity of a traitor or a villager, but the identity of Cheng Yaojin, the emperor of the Great Demon Kingdom and the great emperor of the world! The conversation between the two kings!"
"You dream!" the little emperor gritted his teeth and said, "What a great demon country, it's nothing, I don't admit it!"
"Is it your turn to not admit it now?" Zhao Qiankun waved his hand: "On the square, those retreating warriors are all the top experts of your Great Zhou, and the demons and monsters occupying the square are the residents of my Great Demon Kingdom! Today, I have to settle this land that is hundreds of feet square!"
"Impossible!" The little emperor raised his neck: "Even if you kill me, you can't overthrow my Great Zhou Dynasty! My Jiang family has countless kings and princes, and there are as many heirs as the throne. At that time, they will gather a million troops and will definitely die without a place to die!"
"You still don't understand..." Zhao Qiankun smiled and shook his head: "It's not that far... I don't want to kill you, nor do I want to overthrow your dynasty... Along the way, I can see that the Great Zhou Dynasty is prosperous and the people live and work in peace and prosperity is also a prosperous scene. You are a good emperor... but love the wrong person... No, love is nothing wrong, the fault is that you shouldn't force someone who doesn't love you to love you!"
"The person who doesn't love me..." The little emperor said in a daze, as if the impact of these five words on him was even greater than the defeat of the God of War...
Zhao Qiankun laughed and said, "In this world, in terms of power, you, Jiang Yin, are the most important, but in terms of force, your Jiang family, as well as the guards and raising masters, are all included, and they are not as good as a martial arts fan! Such a powerful master can always be impressed by the emperor and sent by you. Wouldn't you be surprised if he is determined to plot against and wants to kill the lord and seize the throne, how sure is your 100,000 imperial guards to resist?"
Hearing this, the little emperor felt sweat on his forehead: "What the hell do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is, don't take the throne too seriously. Not everyone in this world wants to sit in your position!" Zhao Qiankun smiled and said, "Wu Chaofan is the best in the world... Of course, except me... But he does not have the ambition to rule the world, because what he wants can be obtained by his own strength. An extra throne is only aroused trouble. Even a sect with a thousand people needs help to manage people. Do you think he can govern a country well? He is very satisfied with the country you rule and is willing to help you maintain this rule, because he only wants to immerse himself in martial arts and be a martial god admired by thousands of people in this prosperous era..."
Chapter completed!