Chapter 154 Riding a Dragon to the East, the Land of Sunrise!
Liu Hao put the reward into the Qiankun Ring, waved his hand, and said calmly: "It's over now. Qi Jiguang will command the Huanglong Navy to cross the sea and conquer Fusang. If you are a member of the Shui Tribe and are willing to serve me, you can join the army. I will definitely do it." I won’t treat you badly. If you don’t want to, you can live on Long Island, or move to the Central Plains with the boat, and live and work in peace and contentment. It’s better than wandering on the sea.”
The Shui Tribe has lived in the sea for hundreds of years, and the whole tribe is proficient in the nature of water. It can be said that they are natural naval warriors. If they can be recruited, they will definitely be a big help.
The Water God King pushed the golden mountain and the jade pillar fell to his knees in front of Liu Hao. He paused and said: "Your Majesty is the Lord of Divine Dragons, a great emperor who will never be seen in this world. The Water Tribe is willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty!"
The Shui Tribe was also a tribe that migrated out of the Central Plains hundreds of years ago to avoid war. Now that Liu Hao, the great emperor, is ruling the world, peace and tranquility have been restored to the homeland of China, so it is natural for them to return to their roots.
Everyone in the Shui Tribe had no doubts about the Dragon God. When they saw their leader, the Water God King, kneel down, they also knelt down one by one to express their submission.
With more than a thousand of the most elite navy warriors at his fingertips, Liu Hao nodded with satisfaction, summoned Wen Chou Chou, and said: "It's a good idea to settle the people in the water tribe, without making any mistakes."
"They are all men of the Han Dynasty, and I will make proper arrangements for them!"
Wen Chou Chou gently shook his goose feather fan, pointed to the body of the dragon near the sea with a smile, and asked: "Your Majesty, what should we do with this reverse dragon...?"
Hearing what Wen Chou Chou mentioned, Liu Hao thought of something else and said, "Take the body of this reverse dragon back and hand it over to the Imperial Hospital."
It is recorded in ancient books that the ancient dragon was full of treasures.
Dragon essence can increase lifespan for thousands of years, dragon blood and dragon meat can also be refined into elixirs, and even the scraps of dragon skin and dragon scales from the dragon's body can be made into armor by famous craftsmen, which is the invulnerable protector armor.
Although this old dragon is not yet at the level of a mythical beast, it has been a ferocious beast for more than a thousand years. It is a natural treasure that cannot be wasted.
After giving the order, the Jin Yiwei immediately began to take action, and everyone came together to bring the dragon that was struggling to death on the offshore shoal back to the Huanglong warship.
Wuming came over and asked, "After slaying the dragon, what are your Majesty's plans?"
A slight arc appeared at the corner of Liu Hao's mouth, his eyes turned to the east, and said: "Of course I want to go to Fusang."
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Fusang, Japan, is known as the Land of the Rising Sun, but it has a lot of Chinese flavor.
Even the majestic and splendid Emperor's Palace is modeled after the architecture of the Imperial City in the Central Plains. At this time, the atmosphere in the Emperor's Palace is very solemn.
The coffins of several martial arts masters who assassinated Liu Hao were parked in front of the hall.
The hall was crowded with people, including old men with gray hair and strong men with fierce spirits.
There are also a group of onmyojis wearing Shinto robes, muttering words and singing cold and lonely songs. The tunes and sounds are very strange, as if they are communicating with the netherworld of the underworld, giving people a kind of out-of-body palpitations after listening to it.
After Liu Hao defeated several great masters of Japan at sea, he sent people to transport their bodies back to Japan. At the same time, he also issued a gauntlet to sail eastward to Fusang after slaying the dragon.
The young emperor, wearing sackcloth and mourning, knelt down before the soul and said in a deep and painful voice: "Gentlemen, the Holy Emperor of the Han Dynasty went to the sea to cross Fusang and announced that he would sweep the entire Japanese martial arts. After careful investigation, we encountered something at sea. The big Han Dynasty dragon boat has only a few days left..."
As soon as these words came out, the powerful Japanese martial artists in the mourning hall immediately exploded.
"Several masters died for Japanese martial arts, and their blood... must not be shed in vain!"
"As long as the Emperor of Han takes a step into Fusang, he must know the real Fusang martial arts!"
"Fuso martial arts must never be insulted!"
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Glancing slightly, looking at the red-eyed Japanese warriors, the young emperor's mouth curled up with an invisible subtle arc.
Murderous intent, violent murderous intent!
The murderous intent of thousands of people in the mourning hall gathered together, as if they were about to overturn the dome, which was very terrifying.
The Onmyoji's soul-crushing song also stopped.
The old man wearing a tall hat turned around and said calmly: "Several masters, with more than a armor and profound martial arts cultivation, all died in the hands of the Han Emperor. This shows how powerful he is. If he steps on
Fusang, who is going to stop him?"
Facing the leader of the Yin Yang family, the young emperor did not dare to be rude and said respectfully: "Master Abe, do you want to use the Fuso army to kill the Han Emperor?"
"Yes, Fusang also has a hundred thousand troops to protect the country. With so many people coming together, are you afraid that you won't be able to kill even one person!?"
"When your cultivation has reached that level, you are already like a god. You will never be killed by the human sea tactics..."
The wrinkles on Master Abe's face are as deep as the bark of a century-old tree, but his eyes are filled with indescribable clarity and wisdom.
The young emperor frowned and said: "After all, he is also a mortal. Is he really that powerful?"
Master Abe shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's a matter of Jianghu, Jianghu, Jianghu, the Emperor doesn't know. If we use the army, China's millions of troops will soon march eastward to Fuso..."
The warriors of the land gods are like dragons among men, they can ascend to heaven and earth and come and go freely. Even if a hundred thousand troops are sent to intercept and kill them, they will sense the murderous aura and avoid them. Then they can enter the Emperor's Palace and assassinate the Emperor with ease.
Suddenly, the old man shuddered and looked towards the front of the hall in disbelief.
"It seems that the strong Japanese martial arts masters don't have much courage at all. I originally thought that I could have a hearty battle, but it seems that I can't get my wish in the end..."
Before the warriors in the mourning hall could react, they heard this sound coming from far and near. They were horrified and frightened. When they looked up, they saw a shadow in front of the hall flickering. Unexpectedly, someone was sitting on the main seat of the Emperor's Palace.
A young man.
He is as majestic as a god, with twelve crowns on his head, a dazzling royal robe, and embroidered sun, moon and stars on his shoulders. He carries mountains, rivers, and seas on his back. His majesty of dominating the world is something that people can only look up to.
This person is none other than Liu Hao.
Everyone present was a powerful figure in Fuso, or a sect leader. However, except for Master Abe of the Yin Yang family, no one noticed when Liu Hao entered the mourning hall. He could only feel the air flowing around him, and Liu Hao had already sat down.
Standing on the dragon throne made of red gold, staring coldly...