The sound of water roared, and a huge steel fleet filled the river and advanced towards Chudu, which was close to him.≯

The water flow on the river was squeezed by the energy from the steel ship, making a sound of almost shattering glass.

It's like a new world and the arrival of an era, an indescribable sense of oppression.

There are also many warships and merchant ships of the Great Chu Dynasty staying in the docks and ports along the river. However, the impact of the water flow alone has caused these ships to squeeze together and crash, and many ships even directly deform and explode.

On the city wall along the river, many practitioners and soldiers showed bitterness.

They still stood on the city wall like iron cast, never retreating. However, even a master like Bai Shanshui could not stop the fleet at all. They were rushed into the bottom of the river. I don’t know how they could stop it.

Standing here is their last glory.

Many powerful and wealthy businessmen in the city were thinking about escaping or surrendering. The chaotic convoy even collided, blocking the general broad truth.

Some crazy scholars chanted some famous quotes that have been passed down through the ages and threw themselves into the river.

Only the close UFO giant ships remained absolutely cold. Wrapped by sword energy, the decks of these giant ships were even empty. No one knew what kind of things would emerge from these giant ships of the Great Qin Dynasty when some cabin doors were opened.

The Chu Palace, which was once in a while, was silent, and even some chaos and crying sounds disappeared completely, as if they had turned into a dead tomb.

Zhao Mu entered the depths of the palace, and his feet stepped on the exquisite jade bricks and entered the most gorgeous and majestic Golden Palace.

This temple is one of the greatest buildings in human history so far. It looks slender, but every detail, even the relief on every beam, takes decades of hard work by a top craftsman.

It may take nearly a hundred years to build a temple like this, but what about building a dynasty that can have such a building?

It looks very slender outside, but it looks extremely empty inside, even when it is usually time to gather in the meeting of ministers.

This is where the craftsman's skills lie.

At this time, there was only Li Lingjun on the dragon throne in the hall, so it seemed even more empty, as empty as a leaf floating in the ocean, so empty that it made people feel panicked and uncomfortable.

Zhao Mu stopped a hundred steps away from Liling Jun, knelt down and bowed, and followed the rituals of the king and his subjects.

Then he stood up and looked at the young monarch on the dragon throne, waiting for him to speak.

The tears and dirt on Li Lingjun's face had been wiped dry, but his face was particularly white, as if he had applied a layer of white surface.

His figure kept trembling on the dragon chaise, and his snow-white skin shaking in the dark light and shadow. After a few breaths, a begging trembling sound echoed in the hall: "Let's fall."

Zhao Mu had two very beautiful thin eyebrows, but when he heard this, he stood up like a sharp blade.

"Can't drop."

Li Lingjun said it simply, and his response was also very simple, both of which were three words.

Li Lingjun's body stiffened.

He seemed to have never expected that the general who seemed very humble in front of him would refuse so simply and calmly.

This calm reminded him of a boy he met in the streets and alleys of Changling.

Many slight sounds sounded in the dead hall.

The sound was like a lot of mice walking around, tearing up clothes.

Zhao Mu raised his head.

He looked directly at Li Lingjun, his eyes no longer as if he was looking at an emperor.

"I'm very disappointed with you."

He said slowly and heavily: "The capital of the emperor can be lost, but the soul cannot be destroyed. In the past, no matter how naive you were or how many problems you had, you were always the emperor of the Great Chu, and it represents the Great Chu. Even if we cannot escape and die in the country, our Chu still has a lot of territory and many troops outside. But if you surrender with the emperor's order, you will betray the entire Great Chu, and abandon the border troops outside that are fighting for the Great Chu to death together, so that they will be completely attacked by the enemy from both sides."

"Can't they surrender?" Li Lingjun's voice trembled even harder.

"Don't think too naive."

Zhao Mu shook his head and said, "The Qin people will not let millions of Chu troops survive. Think about the consequences of the past after hundreds of thousands of troops of the Zhao Dynasty surrendered."

Li Lingjun couldn't speak.

"Everything that was born in this Chudu today will be recorded in the historical books of later generations. So I advise you to think about it seriously in the end and think about what kind of records you left in the books of later generations."

Zhao Mu took a deep breath and said seriously and slowly: "Don't betray the entire dynasty, think about the meaning of your blood as the Emperor of Chu. Don't think about killing me if I don't surrender, even if you have set up a killing game in this palace."

Li Lingjun lowered his head and did not dare to raise it.

Zhao Mu's eyes narrowed slightly.

In his opinion, this cowardice has already meant the answer.

"It's not just that I want to kill you, Zheng Xiu is also ready." Li Lingjun's voice sounded again.

When his voice sounded again, the tiny sounds in the Golden Palace, which were gnawing like countless mice, instantly became as dense as a rainstorm.

Countless murderous intents enveloped Zhao Mu's body.

"You will not have the opportunity to issue an order to surrender. If life and death are inevitable, the key lies in the final attitude. I would like to turn into stars and guide the lost people in the night sky."

Zhao Mu did not move at all. He just looked at Li Lingjun with a sad look and said this.

Li Lingjun suddenly felt fear.

"I would like to turn into stars and guide the lost people in the night sky."

This sentence is not Zhao Mu's creation, but is recorded in the military code of the Great Chu Dynasty. The person who said this sentence was a famous general of the Chu army who left this sentence before he died in a battle to defend the fortress.

Just before the murderous intent filled the palace was about to tear Zhao Mu apart, an extremely hot breath enveloped the entire palace, and everything was about to burn, just like hundreds of suns falling into the palace at the same time.

"you…"

Li Lingjun finally understood what Zhao Mu was going to do and screamed in horror.

"If you hadn't wanted to kill me and recruit me over, how could I have the chance to let my personal army follow me outside the palace?"

Zhao Mu was not so lustful and said softly: "My Chu weapon is the best in the world. The weapon guarding Chu capital is used to fight to the death, but it can't burn a mere palace?"

His figures and Li Lingjun, as well as this gorgeous Golden Palace, as well as all the palaces and courtyards in the palace, disappeared in an instant in the golden flames.

His voice was still lingering in the fire, but everything quickly turned into scorched earth and aura.

Many soldiers went out of the palace and cried tragically.

The condensed golden flames rushed up one after another as the explosion was ignited, like hundreds of golden phoenixes flying out of the fire and flying into the sky, and like many arrogant souls pounced on the lofty and silent starry sky.
Chapter completed!