In the early morning of the next day, it was a little brighter.

The defenders of Jiangnan County Princess City opened the city gate according to Wang Zhenxian's instructions.

Outside the city is a 150,000 army of the northern region led by the king of Zhenbei Lu Wudi.

Lu Wudi rode his horse in front, with the left and right sides of the killing master Tai Fang Rong in nun's uniform and the white-clothed sword god Jiang Yongning.

Afterwards, there were Lu Changle and Lu Nianli, who were walking together.

"Prince, come into the city."

Fang Rong whispered to remind that she had already investigated the situation in the city and could confirm that the Jiangnan County garrison surrendered sincerely.

"Enter the city!"

Lu Wudi shouted loudly and the horse slowly headed into the city.

The generals of the Jiangnan County Governor stood on both sides of the road with their heads down, looking sad.

In the early morning, they received bad news that the general had committed suicide in the mansion.

They all knew that with the friendship between the General and the King of Zhenbei, even if they surrendered to the new dynasty established by the Lu family, the General could still be prosperous, no worse than now.

However, the general was unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness, and he could not give up his former grace of knowing and would rather apologize for his death.

Lu Wudi's eyes were red, and he led the Northern Army along the official road, and the atmosphere was very heavy.

At this moment, Jiangnan County was crowded with people, and countless people spontaneously wore white linen to mourn the death of General Fengtian.

In the hearts of the people, although the general lost, he was still a good general who complied with the people's livelihood, rather than a defeated general who committed suicide fearing guilt.

The army of the Northern Region passed by, from the King of Zhenbei to ordinary soldiers, with white cloth tied on their right arms.

There was no joy of the winner on their faces, but only heavy. Many of the soldiers in the Northern Region admired General Fengtian.

If Wang Zhenxian really wanted to fight to the death, the casualties in the northern region would at least double, and the people of Jiangnan County would suffer too many unintentional disasters.

Wang Zhen's death first brought the lives of hundreds of thousands of people on both sides.

Come all the way to the General's Mansion.

Lu Wudi dismounted and walked quickly into the mansion. A mourning hall had been set up in the courtyard of the mansion. A large coffin was placed in the center. Relatives next to the Wang family stood on both sides of the mourning hall.

As for Wang Zhenxian's direct relatives, only Wang Qingru is the daughter. At this time, Wang Qingru was still traveling in the sixteen cities in the northeast and was completely unaware of this.

Looking at Wang Zhenxian's body, Lu Wudi remembered the days when two people were drinking and talking and laughing in Chang'an City a few months ago.

At that time, the two of them agreed that if they really fought, they would not give in to each other and compete with each other based on their ability.

In the end, Wang Zhen gave him one step first.

"Brother Wang, you won." Lu Wudi bowed and bowed, "In terms of open-mindedness in mind, I am not as good as you."

All civil and military officials all say that they care about the people of the world and really want to sacrifice themselves for the world, how many people can stick to their true hearts?

Only Wang Zhenxian deserves the name of General Fengtian.

Lu Wudi believed that he could not give up his relatives to help the world, otherwise there would be no such battle between the Northern Region and the Royal Family.

"Don't worry, brother Wang, the people in the world will live and work in peace and contentment."

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After lit three incense sticks, Lu Wudi bowed again and left without looking back.

Although I was sad, the first priority was to rectify Jiangnan and recuperate and attack Chang'an. If the war continued, Wang Zhenxian would die in vain.

Fang Rong also walked up, folded her hands together, and bowed piously.

"A general will serve his country and the people for the ages."

"The poor nun admires it."

If Wang Zhen did not surrender, she might have another 100,000 more blood from her hands, which would be contrary to my Buddha's mercy.

Lu Changle and Lu Nianli also bowed and bowed.

Especially Lu Changle, who participated in the Battle of Jiangnan throughout the whole process, couldn't help but sigh at the general's pattern.

Lu Nianli didn't have much sadness. After all, he rarely paid attention to people in the temple, but he had to admit that Wang Zhenxian was a hero of this era.

It was a pity that he ended up committing suicide in the end.

Because the atmosphere in the city was too heavy, he had no intention of going to the brothels to listen to music these days. Fortunately, he had come back to Jiangnan from Jiangdong County and Chen Jianjia from spring, summer, autumn and winter.

He missed him a little after not seeing him for so many days.

No matter how much I played outside, I could not understand him at all.

After a brief silence, Lu Wudi and Fang Rong began to rectify the army, take over Jiangnan, fully deploy military affairs, and face Chang'an City.

...

Wang Zhen committed suicide first, and the information about the loss of Jiangnan County was immediately transmitted to the palace.

After receiving the information, the shadow and the great worshiper looked gloomy.

In fact, they knew Wang Zhenxian's character very well, but the direct reason for the loss of Jiangnan County was not Wang Zhenxian's character, but the battle when Lu Changle entered the realm of creation.

That battle confirmed the rumor that "the prince is bait and the second daughter is the emperor."

From that moment on, the direction of the incident was completely out of the royal control.

They had no choice but to send two worshipers and three worshipers of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion, and join forces with the sword god Wei Hongyue to intercept Lu Changle.

Including the great priest who blocked the white-clothed sword god and the sword demon Yique, the royal family dispatched a total of five realm of creation combat powers.

The result was that the second and third worshipers died tragically, and the sword god Wei Hongyue fled.

This also confirms that there is another mysterious master in the Northern Region who is stronger than the White-clothed Sword God - Shura Sword.

"Try your best!"

Shadow sighed inwardly that he had done enough, but his plan could not change, and God would help the Northern Region.

If the previous plan could be achieved, the royal family would not be in such a passive situation.

"The Dragon Tomb is about to be opened."

"This is our only hope."

The Great Consecrated sighed, and he regretted it a little, but he was bound to the fate of the Great Consecrated country and had no way out.

Who would have thought that the great Feng Dynasty, which had risen in the first place, would decline for one lifetime and die for another?

The two walked into the forbidden area of ​​the palace together.

Deep in the forbidden area, a five-clawed golden dragon carved from jade is entrenched, with majestic momentum and trembling the world.

Although it is a jade dragon, it exudes the power of a real dragon.

This is also the biggest secret of the Dafeng Dynasty.

When the chaotic war broke out, all the heroes emerged. Why was Xu Shengmin able to sit on the throne of the emperor?

The assistance of many talents such as Lu Wudi, Wang Zhenxian, Zhuge Xun is only one of the reasons.

The biggest reason is that Xu Shengmin got a real dragon bone.

It is rumored that as long as the dragon bone is buried in the dragon tomb of the palace, it can protect the world of all ages.

After obtaining the dragon bone, Xu Shengmin did have great luck and stood out among all the powerful people, and eventually unify the dynasty and establish Dafeng.

The first thing Xu Shengmin did after ascending the throne was to build a dragon tomb and bury the dragon bones.

Since then, Dafeng has become stronger and stronger, and its territory has been expanded many times.

All changes began when Lu Nianli was born and the royal family launched the first assassination.

Since then, the country of Dafeng has not grown in an instant, and now I have to sigh that success or failure is the Lu family.

"The bones of the true dragon!"

When they stepped into the dragon tomb, the shadow and the great worship were quite excited. The bones of the true dragon have an indescribable effect for those of them who practice the secret methods of national destiny.

But today's protagonists are not them.

But the genius of the Xu family, the new emperor!

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?
To be continued...