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Chapter 8 Panic and Furious Monthly Pass](1/2)

"Draw a throne."

Zhe Lansu signaled the concubine to stick out her buttocks, and the latter covered her face and was reluctant to do it.

It is a unique touch to outline the delicate and white skin, and it is a unique touch to hit the throne.

"Master, the shocking and evil deeds are gone, General Cai Qili's entire army was wiped out." The guards outside the room hurriedly reported.

Bang!

The pen in his hand suddenly fell, and Zhe Lansu was frozen there.

"How is it possible, absolutely impossible!"

He roared in shock, and his face burst into an incredible expression.

"Get out!" He lifted his pants and kicked the concubine over, and hurried out of the room.

Staring at the guard who was ashamed, the imperial sanctioning officer who ruled for seven thousand miles raised his face and slapped the guards out with a fierce slap.

"Lie about military information, I'll fuck your mother!"

Thunder roared filial piety throughout the corridor, and Zhe Lansu's expression became more and more distorted.

Several members of the think tank stood in the corridor and did not dare to approach it for half a step.

The atmosphere was terrible and silent for a long time. Zhe Lansu finally returned to the calmness of the superiors.

It's just a gloomy and dark look, like an iron tool gnawed by rust.

"Confirm?" He glanced at his staff coldly.

One of them lowered his head and said tactfully: "Your Majesty, not all the troops were wiped out, there are nearly 300 deserters, and Gu Chang'an is also dying."

"According to your opinion, we won again, right?" Zhe Lansu smiled and said with a deep smile.

The staff were so angry that they did not dare to breathe. The battle suffered heavy losses and were extremely humiliated.

"Process." Zhe Lansu's face was expressionless.

"According to the surviving soldiers oral statements..." the staff informed the specific battle process in detail.

Speaking of the blood-red sword energy covering the desert like flames, and slashing out of the abyss with one sword, the voices of the staff were trembling.

Is this Gu Changan a human or a devil?

The veins on Zhelansu's forehead were blooming one by one. At this time, the concubine in the room was still naively urging, "Master, let's continue."

"Chop her and feed the wolf!" After saying that, he quickly walked to the stone bench in the garden and sat down. The cold wind stormed his nose, keeping his consciousness awake.

"Two thousand seven hundred boys!"

"A general who can fight well!"

"Royal Princess!"

"Haha, I'm shameless now."

Zhe Lansu gritted his teeth and tried his best to restrain his painful emotions.

"Your Majesty is not your fault, but it is because you are too evil in Chang'an."

"In order to defend his unnamed spiritual belief, he was willing to become a crazy butcher and fall into a bloodthirsty demon. He was so sad."

The staff member was heartbroken and Kang spoke.

"Don't win over your respect, I have to swallow all the humiliation alive." Zhe Lansu's voice was hoarse, and he immediately looked at him:

"Block the message!"

"It's very difficult to be afraid... I'm afraid." An aide replied, "The news has been spread."

Bang!

Zhe Lansu smashed the stone table with a punch, exuding a huge anger all over his body, and shouted:

"Who dares to spread the word blindly, kill the nine clans and dig the ancestral graves!"

"You know what impact will the war report be transmitted to the center of the empire and to the Central Plains of Shenzhou?"

The staff was silent.

It can be imagined that it is nothing like a thunderbolt!

One man guarded the lonely city and killed three thousand people with one sword. He was so terrifying that he thought about it. He was so shocked that he thought about it.

When the news reaches the center, the Crown of the Heavenly God will definitely dismiss the post of the sanctions master, and it is very likely to be sent to purgatory with the family scroll.

And the eastern land and the Central Plains will bring unimaginable vitality!

They knew very well how tenacious this ancient civilization was, and had experienced glory and suffered decline. Once vitality exploded at that time, it would be difficult for the Great Barbarian Empire to suppress it.

Zhelansu threatened:

"Everyone is on the same boat, the helm drowns, and the passengers don't want to survive."

"Affect the order." The staff spoke in unison.

Keep your mouth shut at all costs, as long as you have ruthless methods, you can still do it in the sparsely populated Western Regions.

"As for the stupid princess, I will find an excuse to report to the Holy City." Zhe Lansu adjusted his mood and said coldly:

"What will be done next for this imperial cemetery in Lone City?"

After a little pause, he was half helpless and half angry:

"If I can move this city from a distance, I beg Gu Chang'an to the north of the Mobei and the grassland. As long as I don't live in my territory, I will follow his support to the Central Plains."

The staff looked at each other speechlessly and almost burst into tears.

They were all mentally disturbed by Gu Chang'an, which really responded to the saying "It is easy to ask God to send God but difficult to send God."

Zhe Lansu took a deep breath, his tone was depressed:

"I really have to ask the warlock to see my fate. Will it fall into Gu Chang'an's hands in this life?"

"Master!" The staff stepped forward and said with a loud voice:

"The deserter swears to tell Bei Zhi that as long as there are one thousand more soldiers to stabilize the morale of the army, he will definitely take Gu Chang'an's head."

If there are so many people who are huddling together, they will offset their inner fear. After that sword, Gu Changan will be at the end of his strength and will be a turtle in the jar.

Zhe Lansu stared at him coldly, his face gloomy:

"Do you think soldiers fell from the sky? No money or food is needed to cultivate an iron army?"

"Don't look at the 7,000-mile sanctioner who is powerful, if my subordinates beat him up, I will be a dog that everyone can bully when I go back to the Holy City!"

The staff members were like a thorn in their throats and dared not persuade them again.

After venting your anger, things have to be done.

Whether at the national level or individual gains and losses, the lonely city must be eradicated, which is a red line that cannot be negotiated.

The key is that the emperor is reluctant to waste his troops. If a 10,000 army rushes to the lonely city, the figure on the top of the city will die in hatred.

"Why don't you persuade me to surrender?" The short and fat goatee tried to say something, and then added:

"Since a woman doesn't want wealth and power, then collect secret books from the world, or send him to the abyss of the Holy City, and learn the Dharma in the first place of heaven?"

Zhe Lansu stared at him and questioned sharply:

"When you face three thousand brave soldiers, do you surrender or not, and you dare to lie and kill me!"

The goatee was frightened and hesitated for a while, and said stutteringly: "Subdue..."

Faced with that dark despair, surrendering is not shameful at all. How can the scoundrel have the courage to shake the big tree in the sky?

"Gu Chang'an is facing the sword. This kind of determination to shock the world and the earth, we will persuade the surrender to bring shame to ourselves!"

Zhe Lansu gave him a fierce look, then walked back and forth, and continued:

"Your words awakened me."

"I personally invite Fu Shang to take action. I would rather owe the great favor than eradicate the disaster of the lonely city."

Everyone looked at each other and noticed the relaxed look in each other's eyes.

Peach Blossom Sword Helps the Sword, and one sword technique is famous in the Holy City. It is said to be a fourth-grade young master. He honed his sword energy in the Western Regions two years ago.

Not to mention Gu Chang'an was injured, even at the peak, he would not be able to shake Fu Shang's hair.

It is the most difficult to owe favors to the world, because you don’t know how much you should pay when paying favors in the future.

But don’t consider the future of the miserable situation now.

"Prepare the horse!" Zhe Lansu couldn't wait for a moment.

...

In a dim town, there were "grain" banners hanging on the eaves of the shops, and several guys were lying on the table to eat.

"I heard that a monster was born in Kucha City. The black fangs looked like slabs, entrenched on the top of the city to swallow the essence of heaven and earth. Two thousand and seven hundred men died tragically in their bloody mouths."

"Yes, I thought the great changes in the way of heaven did not affect the Western Regions. Now it seems that it is difficult for the world to escape. I wonder if the monsters will walk out of that city."
To be continued...
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