Tiandou City!

This city is thousands of miles away from Jialing Pass. When the news of the Tiandou army's defeat in front of Jialing Pass came, it was already dusk.

The news spread like a flood in Tiandou City. In less than half an hour, it was well known that the news was rumored and became turbulent. People were in panic and were talking about the defeat of this battle. Many negative news began to spread quickly.

Compared with these people, the ministers of the Tiandou Empire, the royal family responded more fiercely to this news. Many people's first reaction was fake news and they were unwilling to believe that the Tiandou Empire would be defeated so badly. For this reason, they quickly sent people to arrest the people who spread the rumors and wanted to interrogate them strictly.

However, when they captured a seriously injured soldier back, they completely collapsed. This soldier was a soldier from their Tiandou Empire and his identity could not be false.

After being severely interrogated by the soldier, they came up with an unacceptable fact that the Tiandou Army did suffer heavy losses, and all the powerful Douluo invited were killed.

At night, at Tiandou Palace, Xue Qinghe, wearing a golden imperial robe, was sitting on the dragon chaise with a serious face, her eyes were slightly closed, and her expression was neither happy nor angry, making people unable to see what he was thinking, but from his violently undulating chest, he could see that his emotions were not very calm at this time, and he was suppressing something.

The maids who were serving on both sides of him were trembling at the moment when Xue Qinghe was trembling, and they didn't dare to show any excitement, for fear of angering the emperor who was about to be furious.

The ministers and royal relatives in the audience all lowered their heads, their bodies trembled slightly, their expressions were very ugly, and they were afraid. Everyone was like a ray of light on their backs, feeling uncomfortable all over. This was definitely the longest court meeting they had ever held. It was like a year, and every minute and every second was so difficult.

The hall was very quiet, and everyone could hear the breathing of everyone. The atmosphere was extremely depressing, as if a dark cloud was brewing in the hall, and a thunder would fall at any time.

"Have you heard about the news that was spreading in Tiandou City today?" Xue Qinghe's faint voice broke the silence in the hall. His tone was very calm, as if he was just asking casually, but as soon as he said this, these people were shocked, and some of them had poor psychological quality, and they almost knelt down.

When Xue Qinghe spoke, his eyes were still slightly closed and he did not open, and he was very calm. Of course, these ministers and royal relatives would not think that their emperor was really calm. There was definitely a terrifying anger hidden under this calmness. Once it broke out, all of them would suffer.

No one dared to speak first, even if they knew very well about the news that Xue Qinghe said, they would not speak at this time. Whoever speaks at this time will suffer, their heads will be buried lower. If there is a hole in the ground, they will definitely drill down without hesitation.

"Don't anyone know?" Xue Qinghe asked again, his slightly closed eyes gradually opened, releasing two amazing divine lights, showing his majesty, making the atmosphere in the hall heavier.

"My million troops of Tiandou Empire have also invited the help of Haotian Sect, Sword Sect and Xingguan Sect. There are ten titled Douluo strong men, two of whom are super strong men at the extreme Douluo level, and they are the strongest among the soul masters. But even so, such a tragic situation still occurs. Who can tell me what the situation is?" Xue Qinghe saw that all these people were speechless, shouted in a deep voice, and his anger began to burst out.

"Your Majesty atones for your sins!" Everyone was shocked, and they all knelt on their knees and shouted.

"Ba! Atonement? How to redeem this sin?" Xue Qinghe slapped the dragon throne, got up in anger, with an extremely gloomy expression, and said, "Do you know the impact of this battle on my Tiandou Empire?"

"More than half of the million troops were killed or injured, and the remaining troops were defeated, especially those invited Douluo all died in battle. This was so trauma to our Tiandou Empire, which almost reduced our combat effectiveness by 70% to 80%. What else can we use to resist the Martial Soul Empire in the future?"

"Tell me what to do!" Xue Qinghe shouted, his face turned red because he was too excited, and he looked a little broken.

The ministers and royal relatives who were kneeling under the stage were even lowered and they dared not say a word. They were also frightened by the defeat in the battle at Jialing Pass.

Although they knew that the Martial Soul Empire was very strong and it was very difficult to deal with it, they did not expect that the other party was so strong that it damaged their energy in the Heavenly Dou Empire and their strength decreased by 70% to 80%.

In one day, a huge empire actually declined even as powerful as some principalities and kingdoms. How terrifying is this?

They are still unable to accept this news that is full of souls. They are still so unacceptable. As the Emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire, will Xue Qinghe be in good condition? It will only be worse than them. No wonder he is so angry at this time.

"Hu, Hu" Xue Qinghe held his chest with one hand, breathing rapidly, obviously he was very angry. The maid on the side hurried forward and wanted to support Xue Qinghe, but he waved his hand to stop him.

There was still no one in the hall talking, because he didn't dare to touch Xue Qinghe's brow at this time. Xue Qinghe was like a crazy tiger, and whoever touched him died.

Second, because they really don’t know what to say, they are defeated on the battlefield, and no matter how much they say, they cannot change this fact.

"Why are you kneeling? Can you think of a solution when you kneel? Get up for me?" Xue Qinghe said angrily. The ministers quickly stood up, their heads still lowered, and they dared not look at Xue Qinghe.

"Your Majesty, I feel that the front line is defeated now, and the soldiers are suffering heavy casualties. What we should do most now is to increase troops on the front line and defend the border so as not to take this opportunity to attack our territory." In the end, an old minister said with a tough bullet.

"I agree, please increase troops immediately to resist foreign enemies." One person spoke, and there was a second person immediately. Many ministers agreed and agreed.

This is also the most anxious thing in their hearts. They do not want the Wuhun Empire to break through the border and go straight to the hinterland of the Tiandou Empire. The most unlucky thing at that time is that these powerful ministers and royal relatives will directly go from important officials of the country to be imprisoned by the Wuhun Empire, and the ending will be tragic.

Xue Qinghe did not respond, and his anger subsided a little after the explosion just now. He slowly sat back on the dragon throne, looking at the people below the stage with expressionless face, thinking, thinking about the proposals of these people, and gently tapping his fingers on the hands beside the chair, as if he was doing casually, or as if he was some kind of secret code.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say, not to say," the man in front stood up straight and hugged Xue Qinghe and said, "He is Yang Heng, and he is one of the most powerful ministers in the Tiandou Empire. He has a very high status and was promoted by Xue Qinghe.

"Say," Xue Qinghe said, looking at the minister's eyes with a little admiration.

"I dare to ask Your Majesty, after this battle alone, will we still have troops to reinforce the border? Who is the commander? How many soul masters can send out?" Yang Heng asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he said this, Xue Qinghe not only frowned, but also the ministers beside him would not become a little ugly. One of the people beside him scolded: "Yang Heng, what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, I am not trying to improve others' ambitions, but to destroy my own majesty. The situation is indeed so cruel. One. Two million troops, tens of thousands of soul masters, and the top ten top powerhouses were all put together after we put a lot of effort into pieces. It can be said that we used the power of the whole country to have such a powerful lineup. They are all our reliance."

"Nine out of ten strong men have destroyed, and only one Poison Douluo survived, tens of thousands of soul masters, millions of troops were destroyed, less than 40% were left, and they were defeated. Such losses are too great, so great that we can't bear it, and it has also hurt our country's muscles and bones."

"What else do we use to fight against the Wuhun Empire? Where can we find soldiers to go to the border?" Yang Heng said loudly, with a sad tone in his tone, and he looked heartbroken.

"This..." Everyone was speechless and frowned. Although they were unwilling to admit it, what Yang Heng said was indeed correct.

The 1.2 million army was already gathered with great effort. In order to gather such a large number of troops, they have drawn all the garrisons from all over the country. Where can they mobilize troops now?

"We can recruit soldiers. I, Tiandou Empire, have thousands of people. Can't we still get a million-level army?" a man retorted loudly.

"Yes, we can also recruit soldiers. From all over the country, we can definitely form an army of millions. With the original remaining hundreds of thousands of troops, our troops will be even better than before." Someone echoed and placed his hope on the recruitment.

Many ministers nodded slightly, thinking that this idea was very good. They had a huge empire of Heavenly Fighting Empire and had so many people. It was not impossible to form another million-level army.

Xue Qinghe sat quietly, without saying a word, and was thinking.

"Can the recruitment be completed overnight? Or recruiting a million troops? Don't you know how long it takes? One or two years is short. It is impossible to really recruit a million troops without spending four or five years. If these times were changed to normal, it would be fine. You can wait, but now do we have this time to wait?" Yang Heng asked, feeling that such a proposal was a bit too ideal and completely unrealistic.

"Besides, what can I do if I recruit a million troops in a short period of time? I believe everyone knows the combat effectiveness of the temporary army. Can I compare to the regular army that has undergone rigorous training?"

"Turn them to the front line, there is no level of death. Have you forgotten the fate of our million-strong army yesterday? The army was defeated by the Wuhun Empire and suffered heavy losses. The key is whether the other party or zero casualties. If the regular army is like this, will the result of the temporary army be better?" Yang Heng said again.

Hearing Yang Heng's words, everyone fell silent. Indeed, even if they were sent to their millions of troops now, they would die in vain. They were no match for the Martial Soul Empire at all, and they would probably be killed and fled everywhere.

At this moment, everyone's mood became heavier and fearful. The Martial Soul Empire was like a giant mountain that pressed against them, making them breathless and felt deeply powerless.

"Does Lord Yang have any good suggestions?" Xue Qinghe said at the right time, with a tone full of helplessness and a sense of fatigue.

Everyone's eyes also turned to Yang Heng, wanting to see what good attention he had to do to solve the dangerous situation of the Tiandou Empire at this time.

"I, I dare not say it!" Yang Heng knocked again at Xue Qinghe.

"But it's okay to say it." Xue Qinghe waved his hand and signaled Yang Heng to express his thoughts.

"This..." Yang Heng hesitated a little, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I think my Tiandou Empire is not an opponent of the Wuhun Empire. Yesterday's battle was the best proof. The super sects such as Haotian Sect and Sword Sect that we can ceremonially, the sect leaders and top powerhouses in their sects were also killed in battle and could no longer help us."

"Without them, what do we use to fight against tens of thousands of soul masters in the Martial Soul Empire? How to fight against those titled Douluo? There is no way to fight against them."

"We have to admit that the Wuhun Empire is indeed a bit difficult to defeat. Neither our Tiandou Empire nor the Xingluo Empire can do it. After our army was defeated by Jialing Pass, the Wuhun Empire will definitely march straight into the city without much obstacles and conquer the city and land until the Tiandou City."

"How many killings will be there on this way? How much blood will it be? At that time, the mountains and rivers of my Tiandou Empire will be trampled and destroyed. Innumerable people will die and be displaced," Yang Heng said with a sad face.

"What do you want to say?" Xue Qinghe also asked Yang Heng with grief on his face.

"I beg your Majesty to make the mountains and rivers complete and the peace of the people, so that the war will not burn all over the empire and return to the Wuhun Empire!" Yang Heng begged loudly, his voice loudly and sadly. After saying that, he bowed heavily, knocking his head on the floor, making a huge impact sound. His bow was quite powerful.

quiet!

The fall of Yang Heng's words was like pressing the pause button. Everyone was stunned. The air was quiet for a moment, and then...

"You are so brave. You dare to say such a rebellious and blunt statement. Yang Heng, you deserve to die!" Someone immediately scolded him, and his eyes looked at Yang Heng were full of anger.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to execute Yang Heng. He is disrupting the morale of the army and slandering my Heavenly Fighting Empire. Such a thief should be cut into pieces."

"I am discussing that Yang Heng's words are completely biased towards the Wuhun Empire. I have reason to suspect that Yang Heng is an undercover sent by the Wuhun Empire. This time, the defeat of Jialing Pass may be such a thief in it. He revealed the information of our army, which caused our army to suffer heavy losses. If such traitors are not eliminated, it will not be enough to calm the anger of the public!" People who are not in the face of Yang Heng on weekdays speak out, wanting to take this opportunity to get rid of Yang Heng.

"Your Majesty, no, although Mr. Yang Heng's words are a bit harsh and tend toward the Martial Soul Empire, it is not unreasonable to think carefully.

Although surrendering to the Wuhun Empire is humiliating, it can protect the peace of the people of our empire so that the war will not engulf their homes. From this perspective, Yang Heng is also considering the people of the empire!" People on Yang Heng's side also spoke out to support Yang Heng.

"I also think what Mr. Yang Heng said is reasonable. What would happen if we did not surrender? Will the Wuhun Empire not invade our Tiandou Empire? It definitely won't!

They will burn out the war in all parts of the empire, including Tiandou City. We don’t have much strength to resist. At that time, the Tiandou Empire will still fall into the hands of the Wuhun Empire. Even though we know that we cannot resist, why not surrender directly? This will also save the lives of tens of millions of people and avoid meaningless bloodshed. Others also openly stood up to support Yang Heng.

For a time, those who supported and scolded Yang Heng made a sound one after another. The hall suddenly became boiling and noise continued. The people who supported Yang Heng accounted for the majority, and had a high status and had a lot of say.

"You, you traitors, are you going to destroy the thousand-year foundation of the Tiandou Empire!" A royal sect king pointed at these people who supported Yang Heng and cursed angrily. Then he looked at Xue Qinghe and said with a slight crying voice: "Your Majesty, don't listen to slander!"

"What Yang Heng said is not unreasonable. Judging from the current situation of the empire, there is almost no resistance to the Martial Soul Empire. If forced resistance is not only will it not have any effect, but it will also implicate innocent people and cause a large number of blood and casualties. This is not what I would like to see." Xue Qinghe sighed, with helplessness on his face and heartbroken.

"If you can surrender to the Wuhun Empire, you can get peace and the mountains and rivers are complete, it is not impossible to consider it." Xue Qinghe said after a moment of silence.

"Your Majesty, no!" The ministers who opposed the royal family and relatives were shocked by Xue Qinghe's words, their faces changed drastically, and they immediately knelt down and persuaded loudly.

"My dear ministers, needless to say, I understand what you said. If there is a little hope of victory in this war, I will not choose to abandon the thousand-year foundation of the Tiandou Empire and give it to others. How can I meet my dead father and my ancestors of the Xue family?"

"But is there any hope of victory in the battle with the Martial Soul Empire? Even if it is a little bit, is there? As far as I know, the Martial Soul Empire has at least twenty titled Douluo, among which there are as many as three super strong men at the extreme level. What should we use to resist such strength? What should we use to resist those tens of thousands of soul masters?" Xue Qinghe said with a depressed look on his face.

"This..." The ministers were speechless, and they also understood what Xue Qinghe said, and could not find anything to refute for a moment.
Chapter completed!