Daqin: The beginning of the collapse of the sky, sweeping across the Western Regions

With the busy work of the ministers, everything needed for tomorrow's coronation ceremony has been prepared. All we have to do is wait quietly for tomorrow to come.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the next day.

It was still dark at this time, and Ying Tian was pulled up from the bed by Jingwei. After washing up, he changed into the royal robe made for him by the Shangyi Bureau.

Then Ying Tian slowly walked out of the palace and got on the carriage.

At this time, a majestic building appeared on the outskirts of Longdu. This building was a large altar that was built when Longdu was rebuilt.

And below the altar, soldiers wearing black armor and holding spears stood quietly.

A breeze blew by, blowing on the heavy armor, causing the scales on it to move together, and the tinkling sound seemed extremely beautiful.

"Woo...Woo...Woo..."

When the time came for the ceremony of crowning the king began, a heavy horn sounded from the royal city.

The sound of the horn seemed to turn on a switch. After it stopped, bells and drums rang out instantly, and the music spread in all directions.

The sound of the trumpets and the beautiful music immediately reached the ears of the people of Longdu. Upon hearing this sound, all the people present became excited.

Although they were not from the same ethnic group as Ying Tian and his country had been annexed by him, under his benevolent rule, these people were gradually influenced and accepted this monarch.

After walking for a distance, Ying Tian saw square formations composed of countless soldiers, neatly arranged on both sides of the main road.

And every five steps, there was a soldier holding a horn. When Ying Tian passed by, the dull sound of the horn gradually sounded, and the soldiers on both sides all knelt on one knee, looking at the monarch with fanatical eyes.

Upon seeing this, the other people immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of Ying Tian.

"Is this the army that destroyed our country? This is too terrifying!"

"Yes! Fortunately, we have become his countrymen now. We no longer have to worry about the invasion of war."

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After seeing Yingtian’s army, the people were extremely shocked. At the same time, they were also glad that they had become Yingtian’s citizens and were protected by these armies.

Soon, Ying Tian came to the altar surrounded by the crowd.

"Please ascend the altar and offer sacrifice to the heavens!"

Liu Bowen looked serious and knelt down to pay homage.

"Please ascend the altar and offer sacrifice to the heavens!"

After hearing his words, the civil and military generals present spoke respectfully.

"Please ascend the altar and offer sacrifice to the heavens!"

The soldiers in the square and on the road all knelt on one knee, folded their hands over their chests, and sang in unison with respect on their faces.

Under the gazes of countless people, Ying Tian raised his foot and stepped onto the steps of the altar.

The moment he stepped onto the steps, a sturdy man swung a drumstick thicker than an adult's arm and smashed it hard on the tiger-skin drum. The thick tiger skin on the drum immediately vibrated and a dull drum sound was heard.

At the same time, an orchestra consisting of hundreds of people began to play music, and a magnificent ceremonial music began to sound.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of drums spread throughout Longdu.

Although the sound of the drums was deep and heavy, the magnificent sound of the ritual music was not inferior to it. The mixed sound of the two seemed to permeate everyone's hearts and make them feel solemn.

When Ying Tian walked to the altar, the drum sound stopped abruptly and the ceremony of offering sacrifice to the sky officially began.

Zhuge Liang was the chief ceremonial officer. He was standing behind Ying Tian with a serious expression, and he shouted loudly, "Sacrifice to the Heaven!"

Hearing his words, Ying Tian turned around and walked forward, took the three incense sticks from Zhuge Liang, lit them, then turned back, bowed three times in front of him, and then inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner.

"bye!"

Zhuge Liang shouted loudly again.

Ying Tian immediately paid homage with great respect.

Then several soldiers came forward and carried the three animals, cattle, sheep and pigs, that had been prepared in advance, to the altar.

After a complicated ritual, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven came to an end.

After doing all this, Zhuge Liang immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ying Tian.

"Your humble servant Zhuge Liang pays respect to Your Majesty!"

"King of ceremonies!"

The officials and soldiers below the altar knelt down with Zhuge Liang and paid homage to their great king.

Ying Tian stood on the altar, holding a sword. Although he looked young, he was full of majesty.

Looking at the huge crowd of soldiers and ministers below, Ying Tian's heart was filled with heroism. He raised his hand and waved it.

"Pingsheng!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Hearing Ying Tian's words, everyone stood up from the ground and looked at him with fanatical eyes.

Just as Yingtian and his men were holding a ceremony to offer sacrifices to the heavens, in a castle filled with Western style, a man in noble clothes was sitting in front of several men who were discussing something.

"I received news that the Western Region seems to have been taken down by an unknown army, right?"

The noble-dressed man quietly tapped the throne beneath him and raised his head to glance at the person sitting next to him.

And this man was Euthydemus I, the king of Daxia, Yingtian’s neighbor.

After hearing his words, a man raised his head and immediately replied: "Your Majesty, it is indeed true! According to our spies, three years ago, a strange army appeared out of nowhere and attacked various countries in the Western Regions."

"Until half a year ago, when that army destroyed the Wusun Kingdom, the entire Western Region fell into the hands of that army."

"It seems that the leader of this army is quite capable. He was able to wipe out all thirty-six countries in the Western Regions! You know, the land there is comparable to our Great Xia!"

When he said this, there was a gleam in Euthydemus I's eyes, and he obviously had some thoughts on this matter.

"Then your majesty, how should we face this new regime now?"

The man closest to him asked respectfully.

And this man was the prime minister of the Great Xia Kingdom.

"Your Majesty! I think we should make friends with this country. After all, there are many countries with strong military strength among the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions."

"That army was able to conquer the entire Western Region in just three years, which is enough to show its terrifying strength."

Before Euthydemus I could speak, another man spoke up and expressed his opinion.

This man was Nurupo, an official in charge of the military in the Great Xia Kingdom. Because of their professional matching, he naturally understood the terrifying nature of Ying Tian's army.

However, his loyal advice was extremely unpleasant to Euthydemus I. After he said this, Euthydemus I's face immediately turned ugly.

Moreover, Nurubo interrupted him before he even said a word. This was simply a sign of not taking him seriously and offending his dignity, which was an unforgivable sin in the eyes of the monarch.

After all, if you dare not take the monarch seriously today, you will dare to sit on the monarch's throne tomorrow and even play with the monarch's wife and daughter.