It wasn't until they were far away from the divine capital that all the generals breathed a sigh of relief. Their whole bodies relaxed and they became much shorter.
"Huh, I always feel like there's a big beast hiding inside, staring at me."
"After all, it is the capital of the gods; after all, we have done amazing things."
"Stop putting gold on your face, His Highness Prince Xian has done something extraordinary."
"Your Highness, those gods..."
The generals looked at Li Qingxian expectantly.
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "After taking out all the family wealth, from now on, Xianwang City will depend on you."
"I don't believe a word of it."
"You really can't tell me?"
"Forget it, if it involves the upper realm, let's not talk about it. What if the gods find out that His Highness Prince Xian leaked the upper realm skills?"
"After today, no one will ever say that King Xian's technique is a magic technique."
"With today's battle, His Majesty's reputation as Lord of the River will be completely settled."
"When will we cross the river?" He Bao asked cautiously.
All the generals looked at Li Qingxian silently.
Li Qingxian stretched out his hand to hold the window sill of Feikong Pavilion and looked at Daqi under the night.
"Tomorrow we will organize the army and officially announce it to the outside world. I, the King's Army, ask for help from the world and all living beings. I ask the human race to join me in forcibly crossing the river, conquering the Champion City in the north, expelling the demon clan, and recovering the mountains and rivers."
"As you command!"
All the generals shouted in unison and listened to the order.
Every general's eyes sparkled with magnificent brilliance.
The brilliance is as clear as a child's.
early morning.
As usual, Zheng Hui got up early and went to Shaw's Tavern to have morning drinks and chat with his old brothers.
In the early years, when he was a night guard, Zheng Hui looked down upon those who sat in the pub drinking early in the morning.
But in the past two years, for some reason, he slowly understood something.
There is no difference between those who drink morning wine, those who study, and those who practice martial arts. They are all just trying to survive.
However, some people's life is not so bright and bright, but after the sun sets, a small candle can illuminate the night.
These people used cups to light lamps and candles, and walked slowly alone in the long night.
"Master Zheng is here? Please come quickly."
The sixty-year-old shop assistant smiled and said, without even greeting him, he took out the Xinghuacun wine that Zheng Hui had saved from the shelf at the back and handed it over.
The smell of alcohol was strong in the room, and the smoke from the dry tobacco overwhelmed the alcohol, making it difficult to open one's eyes.
Everyone didn't know whether it was caused by wine or smoke, and they all squinted their eyes.
The moment they saw Zheng Hui, almost everyone's eyes flashed.
They have all heard that this man named Guanghui once worked in the Night Guard and was a quite high official.
Moreover, this person once followed King Xian.
Although nine of the ten night guards now brag that they have served King Xian, everyone still believes it.
Because when the gangsters in the nearby neighborhood saw Zheng Hui, they all behaved honestly.
Someone once smashed a plaque at Shaw's Tavern. Zheng Hui went out and tried to persuade the person. The person was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground. In the end, Zheng Hui helped him to stand firm.
Although Zheng Hui never preaches anything, everyone can see that he is a capable person.
At least he's more capable than everyone in the tavern.
It's just that even capable people get old sometimes.
Zheng Hui usually doesn't talk much, but when it comes to court rumors and market gossip, he speaks with great enthusiasm. Whenever he violates taboos, he can cleverly cover them up.
Zheng Hui never said anything bad about any official.
Even when I mention Jie Linfu and Jie Shoufu, I just say that this man's handwriting is good and he was suave when he was young, but his behavior does not conform to the golden mean.
The more this happens, the more everyone feels that this is a great god.
Someone suddenly raised his voice and said, "King Xian is about to cross the river. Have you all heard about it?"
"The news I heard while squatting in the pit this morning made me so excited that I couldn't even get out of the squat until my legs were numb."
Everyone laughed.
"There is still someone in our human race who is capable!"
"Yes, the general, the king, is in trouble, so I won't go into details. But with so many heroes, why are they allowed to be bullied by the demon clan? It has to be His Highness King Xian."
"The son of Gang Feng is just different."
"It's a pity that if Mr. Gang Feng were still alive, he would probably be another great scholar, the second Zhao Fufu."
"Mr. Zhao is no longer the chief assistant."
"In my heart, there is only one chief minister in the world, and that is Zhao Yishan! Whoever you love, Jie Linfu counts."
"It's early in the morning, don't be so angry. Have you heard about the demon-slaying battle?"
"Pfft...you think we can't see it? That divine face in the sky, tsk tsk, I don't even dare to think about it. It scared me so much that I almost wet my pants pocket."
"What I mean is what happened on Hua Mo Mountain. I heard that all the demon cultivators were slaughtered. However, in the end, a group of righteous sects jointly made a statement, saying that they were under the leadership of King Xian, but in the end they said that they decided to wipe out
Demon cultivator, listen to the meaning behind those words, King Xian did not take action directly, he just summoned the gods to disperse the demonic power."
"Isn't this taking credit?"
"Don't you understand? This is the major factions joining forces to help King Xian bear the cause and effect. What they say is equivalent to telling the world that whoever dares to embarrass King Xian with this matter is equivalent to embarrassing them. Who are you pointing to?
Not sure?"
"I see. No matter how courageous these big factions are, they can't compete for credit in front of the gods... But do you think it's true or false that the gods descended from heaven?"
"not sure."
"I think it may be a new spell or destiny technique developed by His Highness Prince Xian."
"What spell can create such a big god's face? What spell can cripple all the demon cultivators in the world? Don't you know? Yesterday, some demon cultivators in the capital of God almost died."
"I heard that there is blood and bugs flowing all over the ground in the Punishment Department Yamen. I'm not going to lie to you. Go and take a look now. It's all in the rain ditch."
"This is true. Because too many demon cultivators died, people were urgently dispatched from Beijing Camp to guard the Prison Prison."
"Yesterday, I made those literary cultivators happy. Especially those literary cultivators who could neither go to Hua Mo Mountain nor Yuelu Academy. They made a fuss all night. It is said that some kind of demon-slaying literary conference was held, and they all praised King Xian to the sky.
went."
"I heard it. It is said that even some old academics and old-fashioned officials changed into festive clothes and went out to celebrate."
"By the way, I heard that the literary cultivators were planning to take action at Yuelu Academy. What was the result?"
"Needless to say, before taking action, King Xian suppressed the Demon God alone. It is said that when the Demon God came out, all the decent people on Hua Mo Mountain were scared to death. Then, King Xian stood up and said, give me face and go back, then
The devil left."
"Hahaha……"
Everyone laughed loudly.
Zheng Hui smiled and shook his head. These guys have no taboos.
When I was a night guard, someone reported that these people who had drunk the morning wine were treason. As a result, the night guard Shangguan beat the person who reported it forty times and threw him out of the door.
"After destroying the demon sect, we feel relieved. By the way, I heard that after yesterday, all the dead demon lands in the world have shrunk a lot."
"It must have shrunk. The Dead Demon Land was originally a harmful place created by the Demon Sect. The gods will come down and clean it up."
"Alas, those people finally closed their eyes."
"The world, we are running towards peace."
An old man who had been silent sneered and said, "I think it's even more confusing."