The 439th chapter: the beginning of the turmoil in the imperial city
Chapter 439: The turmoil in the imperial city begins
"Xia Wenyuan!"
"Xia Yu!"
As the remaining two light masks fell, two shouts sounded at the same time.
Xia Yu sat on a red battleship, holding the armrests with both hands, his eyes flashing with cold color, and the murderous intent deep in his eyes was undisguised.
Xia Wenyuan was the same, his eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of his mouth drew a cold arc.
"Haha, you think that with Long Chen's little ability, you can successfully rise to the top. Haha, you are wrong. I will let you know what despair is, real despair!" Xia Tian Yu's cold voice echoed through the sky.
When Xia Wenyuan heard this, a trace of disdain and a sneer appeared on his lips, and he said, "If it weren't for your mother, who do you think you are? Are you worthy of speaking like this in front of me?"
The two were indeed rivals, and they started quarreling as soon as they met.
When the eldest prince and others saw this scene, they all looked at each other with faint smiles on their lips.
"Ahem, you two royal brothers, why don't we go to the city first?"
At this time, the eldest prince glanced at the soldiers kneeling on the city wall not far away, coughed dryly, smiled slightly, and said.
"Thank you for your kindness, brother Huang. If your brother has something to do, I won't accompany you!"
The third prince Xia Yu sneered when he heard this, and with a movement of his body, he rushed off the battleship and flew in through the city gate.
"Haha, third brother is still so confident!"
The Eighth Prince smiled coldly, glanced at Xia Wenyuan, then looked at the place behind him, and found that the legendary young general was not there. A smile appeared on his face and said, "Youngest, why are you here alone?
"
Xia Wenyuan took a deep look at him, just smiled at him, and immediately got off the battleship and walked into the imperial capital with Hu Feng and the others.
"It seems like the youngest is very confident this time!"
The eighth prince glanced at the eldest prince and said, "Brother, your powerful enemy has appeared!"
"Strong rival? Just him?"
The eldest prince waved his hand and said, "Don't make me feel off-putting!"
"Hahaha..." Several princes looked at each other and entered the imperial capital with their respective entourages.
It wasn't until the five princes left long ago that Huang Rui and others who were kneeling on the city wall let out a long breath.
…
At the same time, in the Tianyin Empire, which is millions of miles away from the Holy Capital City, the original mountain range has turned into a deep pit. In the deep pit, there are countless corpses lying densely packed. Among them, a figure is holding a long knife.
, half kneeling on the ground.
There was a ferocious crack on his body, almost cutting him in half. From the wound, blood trickled down. His face was very pale, and his breath was rising and falling. Under his messy hair, those angry eyes were dead.
He stared intently at a huge figure a hundred feet tall in front of him.
"Mid-level military formation!"
"I didn't expect that I, Bai Feng, would die in the middle-grade military formation!"
"I never expected that Xia Wenyuan would have such a method, hahahaha..."
The man's eyes were like daggers. After a moment, he looked up to the sky and laughed. At the same time, blood began to spurt out from his mouth, until finally, his body suddenly broke into two halves.
boom!
At the moment of his death, with that huge sound and a heavy wave of the fiery red spear in his hand, the mountains on both sides collapsed, burying the deep pit.
After doing this, the huge figure said, "Baifeng means, all the soldiers of the Tianyin Empire, do you still want to resist?"
Rumble!
This sound instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield like a huge wave. After hearing this sound, a huge dragon turtle deep in the battlefield also responded and burst out with a huge roar.
Under this huge sound wave, countless Tianyin armies exploded one after another and turned into a dance of blood.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
At this time, the dragon turtle's voice opened its mouth, and the blood that filled the sky suddenly burst out.
At this time, all the soldiers of the Tianyin Empire were all six gods without masters. Bai Feng was a confidant of the Ninth Prince and a half-step true martial artist. But at this time, this military god-like existence was just like this.
Killing them would be a huge blow to them.
Coupled with the threat of the Dragon Turtle, all of the countless Tianyin Empire troops surrendered on the battlefield that stretched for hundreds of miles.
"Okay, the top general of the Tianyin Empire comes to see me!"
The huge figure made a move, and a figure was grabbed unpretentiously from the military formation in the center of the battlefield.
After a while, Long Chen's huge figure disappeared. At this moment, many people in the Red Fire Army fell to the ground and began to recover.
In the Red Fire Central Military Tent, Long Chen held the top position high and looked majestically at the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground with a nervous look on his face and said, "Yang Jinlun, now the Ninth Prince has lost, so according to the regulations, you,
Together with the army behind you, you must submit to the Red Fire Empire, do you have any objections to this?"
Long Chen's voice was very plain, but it was precisely because of this plainness that Yang Jinlun trembled all over.
Because, he had already heard the strong murderous intent from Long Chen's words.
"Dragon King, don't worry. I, Yang Jinlun, will abide by the rules. From now on, only the Dragon King will punish me!"
How could Yang Jinlun refuse Long Chen's olive branch? After Long Chen's words fell, he agreed without even thinking.
"Okay, if that's the case, then let the whole army rest for a long time, and tonight we will set off for the Holy Sun Empire!"
Long Chen smiled faintly, and suddenly he said, "By the way, don't tell Xia Long about your failure yet. I will personally give him a surprise in a few days!"
"yes!"
Yang Jinlun smiled bitterly upon hearing this, clasped his fists at Long Chen and turned away.
…
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, Long Chen's carrier of monstrous power powerfully destroyed the Shengyang Empire occupied by the eldest prince Xia Yong, and then turned around and destroyed the Kunyuan Empire of the eighth prince.
At this time, the number of troops in Long Chen's hands had skyrocketed to nearly five million.
This is an extremely terrifying number. The logistics consumption of such a large army in one day is an astronomical figure. Fortunately, Long Chen has collected a lot of good things from various major empires, so that the army will not starve to death.
As the army fought fiercely one after another and consumed too much strength, Long Chen had to suspend his march and stationed himself on a vast grassland.
The originally vast grassland became crowded as the soldiers were stationed there. As for the original monsters on the grassland, most of them were captured and used as food.
At this time, in the central military tent, Long Chen was at the top of the list, with his hands on the armrests and a calm expression listening to the discussions of the soldiers.
Below, those sitting were all five-star Tianwu realms, and there were more than twenty of them as far as the eye could see.
But at this time, these people all looked serious, staring at the huge map hanging on the wall and whispering.