Red Emperor

The invincible Yan army brought the momentum of destroying Qi, and when they approached city by city, they crossed the capital, and women and children knew that the situation was over.

The army of Yan finally encircled the capital of Yue. At that time, the only hope of the common people in the city was that although the Lord Yan ruled the world with martial arts, he raised countless armies and bleeds. The people are known as "Red Emperor", but he has never slaughtered the city. OK.

Dong Gong walked out of the room slowly, facing a group of prostrating palace servants, said in a deep voice: "The emperor passed away, and I was ordered to succeed to the throne. You should prepare for the ceremony immediately. After you ascend the throne, you can find your own way out."

The palace servants responded in unison, and raised their heads one after another, seeing that the tears were still wet on Donggong's childish face, but only mourning but not fear, so they stood up neatly and took their places without any hesitation.

Emperor Yan stepped into the hall. This generation of heroes who had ended decades of Shenzhou land sinking troubled times, plain robes and light armor, accompanied by only a few important officials, and in the huge hall, there was only the old man sitting on the throne with a high crown.

Returning to the old place and seeing the old man again, Emperor Yan pulled out the long sword from his waist with great emotion, and the hall was filled with gasps.

Several officials of Yan, no matter whether they have eaten Yuelu like Emperor Yan or not, all know that Emperor Yan had a close friendship with the East Palace when Emperor Yan was still Duke Yanshan of Yue.The stars move, never forget.

Yesterday, after several years, Emperor Yan received a letter from his old friend. Emperor Yan was overjoyed and couldn't wait to unfold it, but immediately became unhappy and sighed repeatedly.

It turned out that the old man had become the new king, and the envoys were sent this time to pass on the letter only for the purpose of submitting a letter.For such a good thing without bloodshed, Emperor Yan felt sorry for his old man who had to bear the responsibility of the ages instead of his father.

The eyes of several Yan officials met, and they fell on the still calm face of the young emperor reflecting the sword light. They had no doubt before that, despite all the misfortunes, fortunately, he would become the best-paid king of subjugation in the history books.

Under the restless and doubtful gaze of the empire's shoulders, the Hurricane Sword that ordered hundreds of thousands of soldiers to make Yue surrender without a fight slowly provoked the Twelve Jewels of the last Yue Emperor.

There is a nine-year age difference between the two of them. In the past, the tall and tall Yanshan Gong could often look down on the noble Xiaodong Palace like this.

Emperor Yan looked at it for a long time, "Dong..." His face was full of joy, and he almost blurted out the old name that he had called countless times, but he hesitated for a while, and then he said it was an unexpected name.

"Dong Lang," came a suppressed laugh from behind, Emperor Yan seemed to be pleased by his own wit, raised his head and smiled for a moment before continuing: "Dong Lang is healthier than I remember, and my heart is at ease. "

Laughter echoed in the towering and majestic palace, as if it was the carefree years when Yanshangong and Donggong joked about their age and body shape, and all friends booed and cheered.

What broke this illusion was that on the empty throne, Emperor Yue sat upright, like a stone thrown into a lake without a trace of ripple.

When the hall returned to silence, Emperor Yue spoke and said the first sentence: "Your Majesty's order for Ziwei today is even worse than Fengshen in my memory."

The Yan officials were all a little annoyed. You must know that Emperor Yan's small name Ziweilang, when the news of him proclaiming himself emperor reached Yuedu, the Emperor Yue said with a smile: "Ziweilang changed from Ziweilang to Kouer."

However, Emperor Yan's clear face was not gloomy, "Dong Lang," he said in a gentle and sincere tone, "Your father... I will bury you generously; your survivors and people, I will treat you generously, no matter whether you have regarded me as a child or not. Thieves."