"Draw a throne."

Zhe Lansu signaled his concubine to raise her buttocks, but the concubine covered her face and reluctantly obeyed.

Drawing strokes on the delicate snow-white skin, the collision with the throne is quite interesting.

"Your Majesty, this is shocking news. General Cai Qili's entire army has been wiped out." The guard outside the room reported hurriedly.

Bang!

The pen in his hand suddenly fell, and Zhe Lansu froze there.

"How is it possible, absolutely impossible!"

He roared in shock, with a panicked expression on his face.

"Get out of here!" He picked up his pants, kicked the concubine over, and hurriedly ran out of the room.

Staring at the ashen-faced guard, the imperial sanctioning officer who ruled seven thousand miles raised his face and slapped the guard unconscious.

"Lie about military information and I'll fuck your mother!"

The roar of thunder echoed through the corridor, and Zhe Lansu's expression became more and more distorted.

Several members of the think tank stood in the corridor, not daring to take a step closer.

The atmosphere was horribly suffocating, and after a long silence, Zhe Lansu finally regained the composure of a superior.

It's just that his expression is gloomy and gloomy, like an iron tool that has been gnawed by rust.

"Are you sure?" He glanced at his staff coldly.

One person lowered his head and said tactfully: "Your Majesty, not counting the entire army being wiped out, there are still nearly three hundred deserters, and Gu Changan is also dying."

"According to your opinion, we won again, right?" Zhe Lansu smiled brightly.

All the staff did not dare to breathe. This battle suffered heavy losses and was a great shame and humiliation.

"Process." Zhe Lansu said expressionlessly.

"According to the oral accounts of the surviving soldiers..." the staff informed the specific process of the battle in detail.

Speaking of the blood-red sword energy covering the desert like flames, and cutting out the abyss with one sword, the voices of the staff were trembling.

Is this Gu Changan a human or a devil?

The veins on Zhe Lansu's forehead sprouted one by one. At this time, the concubine in the room still urged innocently, "Master, continue."

"Chop her into pieces and feed her to the wolves!" After saying that, he quickly walked to the stone bench in the garden and sat down. The cold wind hit his nose and mouth to keep his consciousness awake.

"Twenty-seven hundred men!"

"A general who is good at fighting!"

"Royal Princess!"

"Haha, I have no shame now."

Zhe Lansu gritted his teeth and tried his best to restrain his painful emotions.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. It's not your fault. It's actually Gu Changan who is too evil."

"In order to defend a spiritual belief that is not worth mentioning, he did not hesitate to become a crazy butcher and degenerate into a bloodthirsty demon. He is really pathetic."

The staff was heartbroken and Kang made a speech.

"Stop trying to show respect, I have to swallow all kinds of humiliation alive." Zhe Lansu's voice was hoarse, and he immediately glared angrily:

"Block the news!"

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be difficult." A staff member replied bravely, "The news has already spread."

Bang!

Zhe Lansu smashed the stone table with one fist, exuding overwhelming anger, and roared:

"Who dares to spread false rumors, punish his nine clans, and dig up his ancestral graves!"

"Do you know what impact the battle report will have if it reaches the center of the empire and reaches the Central Plains of the Divine Continent?"

The staff were as silent as a cicada.

It is conceivable that it is nothing less than nine thunders striking the top!

One man guarded an isolated city and slaughtered three thousand people with one sword. Just hearing about it makes one's hair stand on end. Thinking about it in detail, it is beyond shocking.

When the news reaches the center, His Majesty the God of Heaven will definitely remove him from his position as the Sanctioner, and it is very likely that he and his family will be sent to purgatory.

And the Eastern Central Plains will be filled with unimaginable vitality!

They knew very well how tenacious this ancient civilization was. It had experienced glory and also suffered decline. Once its vitality burst out, it would be difficult for the Barbarian Empire to contain it.

Zhe Lansu threatened:

"We are all in the same boat. If the helmsman drowns, the passengers will not survive."

"As ordered." All the staff said in unison.

Silence at all costs, as long as the means are ruthless enough, it can still be done in the sparsely populated Western Region.

"As for the stupid princess, I will find an excuse to report it to the Holy City." Zhe Lansu adjusted his mood and said coldly:

"What to do with the imperial cemetery of Gucheng next?"

After a pause, he was half helpless and half angry:

"If this city can be moved through space, I beg Gu Changan to go to Mobei and the grasslands. As long as he is not in my territory, let him hold on to the territory of the Central Plains as he pleases."

The staff looked at each other speechlessly and almost burst into tears.

They were all driven into a state of mental disorder by Gu Changan, and they really followed the saying, "It's easy to invite God, but it's hard to send God away."

Zhelan took a deep breath and said in a depressed tone:

"I really need to ask a magician to tell me my destiny. Will I fall into the hands of Gu Changan in this life?"

"Your Majesty!" the staff stepped forward and said loudly:

"The deserter swore to his subordinate that as long as there were a thousand more warriors to stabilize the morale of the army, he would definitely take Gu Changan's head."

Being in a group with many people will offset the inner fear. After being struck by the sword, Gu Changan, who is at the end of his crossbow, is like a fish on a sword and a turtle in a urn.

Zhelan stared at him coldly, with a gloomy expression:

"Do you think soldiers fall from the sky? You don't need money or food to train an iron army?"

"Don't look at the majesty of the Seven Thousand Miles Punisher. If all my subordinates are defeated, I will be a dog that everyone bullies when I return to the Holy City!"

The staff felt like they had something stuck in their throats and dared not persuade him any more.

After venting your anger, you still have to do things.

Regardless of whether it is national level or personal gains and losses, isolated cities must be eradicated. This is a non-negotiable red line.

The key is that your Majesty is reluctant to waste the troops and horses under his command. If an army of ten thousand rushes to the isolated city, the figure at the top of the city will also die of hatred.

"Why don't you persuade me to surrender?" the short, fat and goatee-bearded staff member tried to say, and then added:

"Since a woman doesn't want wealth and power, how about collecting secrets from the world, or sending him to the abyss of the Holy City to learn the Dharma in the place where the way of heaven first comes?"

Zhe Lansu stared at him closely and asked sharply:

"One person faces three thousand warriors. If you surrender, I will kill you if you dare to lie!"

Goatee was frightened, hesitated for a long time, and muttered: "Surrender..."

In the face of that kind of dark despair, it is not shameful to surrender. How could Xiaoxiao have the courage to shake the big tree in the sky?

"Gu Changan stepped up to the sword with such a determination that shocked the world and weeping ghosts and gods. If we continue to persuade him to surrender, we will be humiliating ourselves!"

Zhelan gave him a hard look, then wandered around and continued:

"Your quack words really woke me up."

"I personally invited Fushang to take action. I would rather owe God a favor than eradicate the evil in the isolated city."

Everyone looked at each other and noticed the relaxed look in each other's eyes.

Peach Blossom Sword Fu Shang is well-known in the Holy City for his swordsmanship. It is said that he is a fourth-grade minor master who honed his sword skills in Xuanqiao in the Western Regions two years ago.

Not to mention that Gu Changan was injured, even at his peak, he could not shake a single hair of Fu Shang.

Owing a favor to Jianghu is the hardest thing to do because you don't know how much you will have to pay in the future to repay the favor.

But don’t think about the future despite the current miserable situation.

"Prepare your horse!" Zhe Lansu couldn't wait a moment.

…

In a dim town, a "grain" flag hangs on the eaves of a shop, and several waiters are lying on the table eating.

"I heard that a monster was born in Qiuci City. The fangs of the black lin were like hawksbills. They were entrenched at the top of the city and devoured the essence of heaven and earth. Two thousand seven hundred men died miserably in its bloody mouth."

"Yes, I originally thought that the great changes in heaven would not affect the Western Region, but now it seems that it is difficult to escape in the human world. I wonder if the monsters will get out of that city."
To be continued...