Legend of the Holy God of Douluo

The invasion of Wuhun Palace's army has made the entire Tiandou elite class panic. At this moment, the death of Emperor Xue Ye is not very important compared to the threat posed by Wuhun Palace.

The old king is dead, and they now urgently need the new king to lead them to face the behemoth of Wuhun Palace. This is a major matter related to the life and death of the entire empire.

After a while, all the ministers gathered in Tiandou Palace to discuss countermeasures.

Xue Qinghe is sitting on the throne on the high platform in the center of the hall. This is the position that originally belonged to his father. Although he is the prince, he should logically enter the Tiandou Palace after the coronation ceremony. The bones of the late king are not yet cold, Xue Qinghe is at this moment There is inevitably something wrong with sitting down.

But at this time, he sat down calmly without any scruples, with a calm expression, and looked around, showing his majesty.

Although many ministers had grudges about this, no one chose to correct them. Even the Minister of Rites, who usually abide by the etiquette and laws, was silent at the moment. Xue Qinghe's thunderous tactics just now had left a deep imprint on everyone's hearts. If one's close relatives can be so ruthless, he will naturally not show any mercy to them.

Of course, there is really no need to discuss these innocuous matters at this time. Wuhun Palace has already invaded the territory with a large army. If they are still arguing about these trivial matters at this time, then they are really only one step away from the destruction of the country.

"What do you think about the matter of Wuhun Palace?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Marshal Wang Ze stepped out from the ranks of generals and bowed to Wei Wei.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the three soldiers and horses have gathered outside the city. As long as Your Majesty gives the order, our millions of troops in Heaven are willing to swear loyalty to the death!"

"I am willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty, no matter what!"

The generals stood behind Wang Ze one after another. At this moment, amid the deafening roars, an indescribable tragic atmosphere enveloped the entire hall.

Compared with the military generals who are full of ambition and radicalness, the civil servants are much more restrained. They talk among themselves. They naturally have different views on this issue than the military generals. War is not a child's play. The consequences of a small decision. The impact is immeasurable.

After a while, Wang Ze, who was always resolute and resolute, shouted impatiently at a group of civil servants.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, Luo Li, wait until you come up with the results of your discussion, and the Wuhun Palace will come to your doorstep!"

Then, he knelt down on one knee and said solemnly to Xue Qinghe.

"Your Majesty, as long as you say a word, I will immediately lead all the soldiers to Jiayuguan and fight to the death with Wuhun Palace!"

"Hmph, where do you have the confidence to fight to the death?"

At this time, Zuo Shan, the hot-tempered Minister of the Ministry of War, slowly walked out of the civil servants and yelled at Wang Ze.

"There are countless high-end combat powers such as Soul Douluo and Soul Saint in the Wuhun Palace. There are also dozens of titled Douluo. There are also many peerless experts above level 95. Two or three of them randomly come to the front line. Do you think you and you How long can a million-strong army hold on!"

Zuo Shan's loud words were like a basin of cold water, instantly dousing the flames burning in the hearts of the generals. Only then did they realize how huge the gap between themselves and Wuhundian was.

Wang Ze was unable to refute the insult for a while. As an imperial marshal, he was very clear about the comprehensive strength of his country's army. Although Zuo Shan's words were harsh, they spoke of naked reality.

The atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became dull, and the atmosphere of despair was spreading bit by bit.

Seeing that the momentum of all the officials suddenly dropped, Xue Qinghe turned to look at Zuoshan Road.

"I wonder what Zuo Aiqing has to say, please tell me."

Zuo Shan coughed lightly and bowed slightly towards Xueqing River.

"Reporting to your Majesty, I just discussed with all the adults and we all agreed that we should defend the city gate now. Jiayuguan Pass is a natural barrier, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we deploy the general force inside the pass, even if we are attacked by the main force of Wuhun Palace, we will not be able to do it. If we can persist for a while, our only hope now is the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, only they can fight against fire and water."

After Zuo Shan finished speaking, the entire hall fell into silence.

No one raised any objections or objections. They knew that this was the safest and seemed to be the only way out at the moment.

However, facing this frustrating strategy, all the generals were heartbroken. In the huge Tiandou Empire, they could not find anyone who could resist the Spirit Hall.

But the life and death of the entire country depends on others. This is such a sad thing.

At this moment, they deeply realized how weak their country was, and this unwillingness and helplessness turned into deep-seated pain that was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Seeing the more or less frustrated expressions on the faces of most of the officials present, Xue Qinghe raised the corners of his mouth. Qian Renxue had foreseen this situation. Although she was in the bureau, even with her The outsider's thinking still cannot think of any other way to save Tiandou.

After years of lurking, she already knows every aspect of this country.

She knew very well that the roots of this long-standing transition had long been rotten to the core.

The solidification of classes, the rigidity of the system, the monopoly of promotion channels by the powerful class, rampant corruption, and the prevalence of mutual protection between officials have long become chronic diseases in this country that cannot be cured.

Even those who are lucky enough to be in a high position and have an upright reputation will be isolated and suppressed by various groups until the bad money drives out the good money.

To put it bluntly, in today's system, officials who safeguard the interests of the people are not allowed to exist, because the cake is so big, and trying to take a portion of it from the bureaucrats who are accustomed to the sweetness is tantamount to pulling out a tooth from the tiger's mouth. They will expel you at all costs. system to safeguard their own interests.

It is precisely because of the existence of this exquisite group egoism that this country has never been able to create its own title Douluo.

And the prosperity she experienced after taking over power from Emperor Xue Ye was nothing more than an illusion created in conjunction with the Wuhun Palace to confuse these officials who did not eat meat.

Faced with all this, Emperor Xueye didn't know the root cause of the empire's problems. He spent his whole life trying to reform, but what he faced was not one or two high-ranking officials, but the entire bureaucracy.

The only way to truly cure the disease is to clean it from the top down. However, this approach is still feasible in the peaceful and prosperous times. However, with the strong rise of Wuhun Palace in recent years and the eyes of the Southern Star Luo Empire, once this is done, the entire The empire will instantly fall into a predicament with no one available. This vacuum period is fatal to Tiandou in troubled times.

It is precisely because of this concern that Xue Ye failed to achieve any significant results until his death.

"Oh, is it really a battle between heaven and death?"