Unscrupulous Veterinarian Chapter 223 Waste Ban Camp
waste ban camp
"King, no! Please take back your order."
All the civil and military officials knelt down one after another. They couldn't believe what King Chu said. They all tried to persuade King Chu to take back this order.
"Father, you must not do it. I am still young, how can I be the leader of the Chu Kingdom?" The sixth prince also had a look of surprise on his face, and his innocent eyes were unusually clear, unlike his brothers.
Every one of them was furious.
"The king has given up his intention. Needless to say, the position of the fourteenth king of Chu will be passed to the sixth prince Zeri, Xiaoyaohou and the general of Zhendian. I would like to trouble you two to assist me." King Chu's body
The aura of majesty emanated, and no one in the court, civil or military dared to speak. They prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to speak.
Murong Feng and Xiaoyao Hou looked at each other for a few moments. They both bowed to the Thirteenth King of Chu and said, "I will do my best to assist His Majesty the Sixth Prince."
A eunuch at the back was holding a long whip about four feet long in both hands. The whole body was made of black gold, but it was extremely flexible. Murong Feng took it in his hand and shook it gently, and the whip immediately became extremely hard.
, the crisp sound that breaks through the air, shocks the eardrums and makes people feel chilly.
"Your Majesty, I will do my best to fulfill my position as a divine general. If there is a foolish king or a fool who harms the Chu country, I will make him five steps lower than me." There was a trace of coldness in the corner of Murong Feng's mouth. From this moment on,
Murong Feng has officially merged his identity and has 500,000 imperial guards under his control. He will slowly devour them and replace all the officials in the imperial guards with his own troops.
"In this way, I, the king, can go with peace of mind. The ancestors of Chu State and their descendants are absolutely ashamed of their ancestors. They framed loyal ministers, killed good generals, and paid thousands of lives. Although it was not my intention, it was from my heart.
From my own words, I, the thirteenth King of Chu, have been foolish and incompetent, and I can only die today to thank the world."
The Thirteenth King of Chu spoke sharply, with endless regret and sadness in his voice, which made everyone feel moved. A thick stream of blood spurted out, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. The golden dragon chair
It has been stained red with blood and looks extremely poignant.
"His Majesty…"
"Father."
The ministers cried bitterly, and the four princes were horrified. Then they knelt down heavily and burst into tears...
Murong Feng couldn't help but shook his head, "The Thirteenth King of Chu, I didn't expect you to be so strong. Maybe you are not a wise king, but you are definitely a bloody man who dares to admit his love in front of all the ministers in the world.
You should die to apologize for your mistakes. Your death is enough to cover up any guilt before you. Go with peace of mind! Sir, I will make the Chu State the lord of Zhongzhou."
The Thirteenth King of Chu committed suicide in the palace. The whole world was shocked and all the ministers were in awe. The entire Chu Kingdom was mourned for three days. Three days later, the new King ascended the throne and became the Fourteenth King of Chu. There were Xiaoyao Hou and Murong Feng in both the government and the public.
Auxiliary, there is no danger to the new king's ascension to the throne, and all dangers are nipped in the cradle by Murong Feng.
The three princes had already been dealt with by Murong Feng very docilely. When the King-Suppressing Whip came out, the three princes did not have any temper. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but it was beyond Murong Feng's plan. After all, the suicide of King Chu had already been completed.
It changed Murong Feng's entire strategy, but the new king's accession to the throne was extremely easy to control.
Murong Feng left all the trivial matters regarding the new king's ascension to the hands of Xiaoyao Hou and his son, while he sent a clone to secretly discuss everything with Yang Yanzhao. The old King of Chu was dead, and Yang Yanzhao's killer group was already exposed to the light. Chu State
Each of the kings reigned for more than a terrifying hundred years.
It can be seen that the terror within the Chu Kingdom's royal family, the new king's ascension to the throne, there is no movement within the Chu Kingdom's royal family, everything seems to be calm, things are surprisingly smooth for Murong Feng, but amid this smoothness, Murong Feng takes with him
I feel a little uneasy, but I can't tell what it is.
The King's Suppressing Whip was stuck diagonally on his back, and Murong Feng quickly moved towards the Forbidden Army. Five hundred thousand guards was a terrifying number. Just from the fact that the gatekeepers all had the cultivation level of cultivators at the Golden Core stage, it can be seen that this Forbidden Army
He is a master of hundreds of battles! With such an army, with a little training, it will not be difficult to run rampant in the sky in the future.
When Murong Feng walked to the imperial guard camp, he was dumbfounded by the situation in front of him. The camp with a radius of several hundred miles was like a small city, but the tents inside were dilapidated, and the materials, equipment, and equipment were all randomly placed.
Yes, occasionally soldiers passed by in twos and threes, and they were drunk as mud.
Murong Feng's spiritual thoughts swept away. There were less than 10,000 people in the forbidden camp with a radius of several hundred miles. They were either gambling or drinking. Murong Feng couldn't believe his spiritual thoughts. This was the forbidden camp.
, the guards who guard the safety of the palace belong to your ancestors, aren't they a group of veteran ruffians?
"Gather them all to me. If you don't have enough time for a candle of incense, I will beat you with a hundred army sticks." Murong Fengqi trembled all over, and roared out with a little bit of 10% of his true energy, and the sound sounded like a huge thunder in the sky above the military camp.
, the strong air waves rolled up the soil and turned the tent into debris all over the sky.
The veteran scoundrels in the forbidden camp jumped up, quickly put on their armor, took their spears, and slowly gathered together under the leadership of several team captains.
"***, that bastard is yelling outside, don't you know that grandpa is gambling for fun?"
"Our forbidden camp is already like this. We don't even see any ghosts, grandpa."
“…”
A group of veteran gangsters were extremely unhappy and walked out in a disorganized manner. They were dragging spears and wearing war helmets that were crooked on their heads. They didn't look like soldiers at all. They seemed to be somewhat similar to the rogue gangsters in the market.
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The more Murong Feng watched, the more angry he became. Seeing tens of thousands of people lined up in four columns, Murong Feng slammed his foot on the ground. The powerful force shook the ground and opened terrifying gaps. Tens of thousands of people were shaken.
They were staggering around, and these veteran ruffians were all frightened and trembling.
Is this a fucking human being? He is simply a monster! Looking at the cracks crisscrossing the ground and being more than ten meters wide, these old ice scoundrels were finally shocked.
Murong Feng walked over step by step, all his anger bursting out, and shouted: "You guys are a bunch of trash, you are in the forbidden camp, and you are responsible for guarding the safety of the palace. Look at your appearance, you still look a little like soldiers, you might as well be
You scoundrels in the market, look at your bears, you are a bunch of trash."
"Sir...Sir...we people were picked out from the forbidden camp. We are too old and have poor talents. We don't even have the innate realm. We are not needed in the forbidden camp. The higher-ups no longer care about us.
Either way, we are just a bunch of trash waiting to die." A soldier at the level of a squad leader stood up tremblingly, unable to believe that these useless people deserved to be scolded.