Chapter 63 Ask the Emperor to take action and kill the rebels
"Ding! The signed-in character kills the enemy. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 730 million luck points!"
The system prompt sounded in Su Jiutian’s mind.
"Open the property panel!" Su Jiutian ordered.
"Host: Su Jiutian!"
"Race: Human!"
"Physique: Killing God Physique!"
"Cultivation: Peak of the Semi-Saint Realm!"
"Kung Fu: None!"
"Magic weapon: none!"
"Mount: Netherworld Dragon"
"Mystical Powers: Free and Easy Body Movement, Three God-Slaying Swords, Six Meridians Divine Sword!"
"Luck value: 783 million points!"
"Sign-in opportunities: 0 times (Saint-level sign-in)!"
"Characters who signed in: Zhao Yun, Yuan Zuozong, Jiang Wei, Cheng Yaojin, Liu Qingmei, Gao Shun, Qi Jiguang, Lin Pingzhi, Qin Pojia, Gongsun Zan, Yue Fei, Qin Qiong, Yi Jifeng, Yuwen Chengdu, Meng Huo, Ding Chunqiu, Ren Woxing, Cao Chun, Zhang Fei, Luo Yi, Yang Xiao, Chen Qingzhi, Xie Xuan.
"Sign-in Corps (Organizations): Great Snow Dragon Cavalry (Main General Yuan Zuozong), Black Armor Army (Main General Cheng Yaojin), Drizzle (Leader Liu Qingmei), Xianzhen Camp (Leader Gao Shun), Qi Family Army (Main General Qi Jiguang), Personal Guard Camp (Leader Qin Pojia), White Horse Volunteers (Main General Gongsun Zan), Beiwei Army (Main General Yue Fei), Tang Imperial Army (Main General Qin Qiong), Fiery Barbarian Bull (No Leader), Nanman Army (Main General Meng Huo), Tiger and Leopard Cavalry (Main General Cao Chun), Shu Kingdom Army (Main General Zhang Fei), White Robe Army (Main General Chen Qingzhi), Northern Palace Army (Main General Xie Xuan)!"
"The total luck value has reached 7.83 million points. I am only 2.17 million away from an emperor-level sign-in!"
Su Jiutian looked at the luck value column and thought to himself.
He was not in a hurry to sign in, but was prepared to accumulate and directly sign in at the emperor level.
"My Lord, I and my men killed tens of thousands of enemy soldiers, but most of them escaped."
Xi Chong came flying in the air and clasped his fists.
“It doesn’t matter. Killing three half-emperors, ten martial saints, and twenty half-saints in this battle is already a considerable loss for the Great Zhou Dynasty and the North Sea Legion.” Su Jiutian chuckled.
"General Xi, you will still be guarding Tianlang Pass. We will return to Huaixuan City now." Su Jiutian said.
at the same time.
Beijing.
In the royal garden.
The empress and ministers including Chen Jingting all looked extremely gloomy.
Xiao Zhen, deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, had a dejected look on his face and was trembling all over.
“Prince An, plus five semi-emperors from Futu Temple, two semi-emperors from Cihang Sword Sect, fifty martial saints, two hundred semi-saints, a thousand martial masters, ten thousand martial emperors, three million elite imperial guards, and two hundred thousand ice demon wolves. How could they possibly be defeated by the rebels!”
The empress roared, "Even if it were three million pigs, it would be enough for the rebels to kill for ten days or half a month!"
Because of anger, the empress's beautiful face became extremely ferocious.
The ministers headed by Chen Jingting could only remain silent.
Eight half-emperors were all killed by a half-emperor among the rebels. It was simply unbelievable.
But for some unknown reason, the strong men in the ancestral temple were unable to take action.
"Your Majesty, urgent military information."
At this moment, another deputy commander of the Jinyiwei appeared and knelt on the ground.
This person's name is Zhu Jin.
Without waiting for the empress to speak, Shangguan Ling'er stepped forward, took the message talisman, held it in both hands and came to the empress.
The empress suppressed her annoyance, took the message token, crushed it, and checked the information inside.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the empress, expecting good news from the message talisman.
But things backfired.
After the empress checked the message from the communication talisman, her face turned pale and her chest heaved violently.
This scene made everyone present feel shocked. It was all over.
Bad news again.
Chen Jingting, in particular, was filled with astonishment.
He knew that the Empress had mobilized 300,000 North Sea Legion troops to Tianlang Pass.
Sure enough, the empress's next words proved his guess.
"The three half-emperors of the North Sea Corps led ten martial saints, twenty half-saints, and 300,000 troops outside the Tianlang Pass. They were defeated by the rebels, and all three half-emperors died."
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
First, Prince An was defeated, and then the North Sea Legion was defeated. Is the Great Zhou Dynasty really doomed?
"Your Majesty, things have come to this point. If the strong men in the ancestral temple do not take action, the Great Zhou Dynasty may really be over." Chen Jingting said in a deep voice.
"The strong men in the ancestral temple have more important things to do." said the empress.
"Is there anything more important than the survival of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Chen Jingting raised his voice, a little angry.
The rebels are almost reaching the capital, but the strong men in the ancestral temple have not yet taken any action.
"Everyone, please leave. I will go to the ancestral temple again."
The empress waved her hand and everyone had no choice but to retreat.
Xiao Zhen and Zhu Jin felt as if they had been pardoned.
"Your Majesty, things have already happened. Don't get angry and make yourself sick." Shangguan Ling'er comforted.
"The rebels have gained strength. Once the news of the court's defeat spreads, the nine provinces will surely be shaken." The empress said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the Great Zhou Dynasty has really reached its end?"
"Your Majesty, the Great Zhou Dynasty has ruled the Nine Provinces for three thousand years, and its foundation is profound. How can a mere rebel be compared to it?" Shangguan Ling'er said, "As long as the elders in the ancestral temple are willing to take action, the rebels can be destroyed in a snap."
"Ancestral temple...!" The empress hesitated to speak.
"Forget it. I will go to the ancestral temple and inform them of the matter. I will let them handle the details."
The empress said this and stood up and walked towards the ancestral temple.
Not long after, he met Han Rong again and told him what had happened in detail.
After hearing this, Han Rong frowned.
A total of eight semi-emperors, plus three semi-emperors of the North Sea Legion, all died at the hands of the rebels. This was something he did not expect.
"Senior Han, the rebels will be heading south soon. As long as they pass Wensheng City, they can reach the capital directly." The empress said in a deep voice.
"But as long as the strong men in the ancestral temple take action, the rebels will not be a concern."
"Your Majesty, it is a critical moment. The half-emperor, the martial emperor, the half-god, and the martial god in the ancestral temple cannot leave." Han Rong said.
"But if we allow the rebels to reach the capital, it will cause unrest and unnecessary trouble."
The empress did not speak, waiting for Han Rong's next words.
"In this way, I will contact Futu Temple and Cihang Sword Sect again and ask them to send Emperor Wu to kill Su Jiutian."
"In that case, let's do as Senior Han says." The empress stood up and left.
Han Rong sighed lightly, took out the message talisman, and personally contacted the abbot of Futu Temple and the leader of Cihang Sword Sect.
Soon, he received replies from both of them.
The Futu Temple and the Great Zhou Dynasty are one and the same, so the Futu Temple naturally agreed to send Emperor Wu there.
But the Cihang Sword Sect directly refused.
The reason is simple. The Dongtian World is about to return. In the face of Su Jiutian, the Cihang Sword Sect has lost several Martial Saints and two Half-Emperors. It is a heavy loss and now has no extra strength.
Han Rong was not surprised by the response from Cihang Sword Sect.
But no matter what, a Martial Emperor is enough to kill Su Jiutian.
(End of this chapter)