C562 He Had a Peaceful Life Drank Some Turbid Wine and Buried His Name!

The storm of the Seven Geniuses of Chaotic World's had yet to completely subside, but the storm in the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range had once again risen!

Barbarian King Yu Ji personally led two million soldiers from the Barbarian Tribe to attack, but they were met with the desperate resistance of the seven countries' allied army led by Ji Kang. However, the Barbarian Army was far more powerful than it was in the past. The difference in strength between the two sides was even greater. Adding the fact that the Barbarian King was here personally, his Late Period of Innate Stage cultivation base was unstoppable. All the generals of the seven kingdoms had lost their hands, and the morale of the seven kingdoms fell at this moment. The army was defeated like a landslide. After struggling for a few days, In the end, the Barbarian Army successfully broke through the blockade. A group of four hundred thousand elite soldiers led by Prince Chimu of the Barbarian Tribe went straight to the center of the Chu Kingdom. Everywhere they went, corpses were lying on the ground. The land was filled with grief.

After learning that Chu Kingdom had lost 20 cities in less than half a month, the new emperor Chu Rouer was furious. She immediately led the last 300 thousand troops in the country to the front line, but was stopped by Ou Yezi and the other old officials. Finally, the commander of the 100 thousand guards in Chu Kingdom, Ling Yun, received the order and led 300 thousand troops and 50 thousand guards with murderous intent.

Although these 50 thousand guards had never been on the battlefield before, in terms of combat strength, Each of the 50 thousand guards fought 10 enemies, so some people concluded that this was a battle with no suspense. However, after seven days, the news of Ling Yun and the three hundred and fifty thousand guards being completely wiped out spread. The entire country was shocked, and after Chimu's side had only lost two hundred thousand soldiers. . . The remaining two hundred thousand men continued to charge towards Luoan with the momentum of breaking bamboo!

Chu Rouer stared blankly at the officials and officials, her heart filled with bitterness. After the passing of her father and mother, the number one war god of Great Chu, Dou Tianlai, had ascended as an immortal. As for the number one Imperial Advisor, Ou Yezi, he never came out of the secret chamber three days ago. It was a huge Clear Shadow Hall. Out of the hundreds of civil and military officials, not a single one of them could be used. The Chu Dynasty was once the leader of the seven kingdoms. There was no longer a single soldier that could be used. The cries for the fall of the empire once again spread across the streets and alleys of Chu Kingdom. The destruction was right in front of their eyes!

"Emperor, the Barbarian Tribe's 200 thousand strong army has already arrived at the prefecture. In less than ten days, they will definitely be able to attack the city. What should we do!?"

The Minister of Finance Yu Wen took a step forward and carefully asked.

"Pass down my order. The entire empire will face the enemy. Our Great Chu has no lack of loyal children. There is no need to fear a mere two hundred thousand Barbarian Army!"

Chu Rouer sat on the dragon throne with an indescribable coldness on her face. There was a lofty feeling that could not be concealed between her brows. She had an imposing manner without being angry. That arrogant and domineering princess of the past had never returned. Now, she was a true emperor of Great Chu.

"But the Barbarian Army is rampant. Even the army of three hundred and fifty thousand led by General Ling can't stop them. It's no different than throwing an egg at a stone. . . "

"If that's the case, Lord Yu, tell me, what kind of plan do you have?" Chu Rouer slapped the dragon throne and her willowy eyebrows stood up as she shouted. "Don't tell me you want to become a national slave!"

The Minister of Revenue Yu Wen immediately knelt on the ground and said in fear and trepidation, "I dare not!"

Chu Rouer coldly snorted and her eyes swept across the remaining silent ministers. She said in a cold voice, "Pass on my order. From today onwards, the entire empire will prepare to face the enemy. Even if there is only one soldier left, our Great Chu would rather die than surrender!"

After she finished speaking, she ignored everyone's reaction and waved her jade-like hand, "Withdraw from the court!"

After all the officials had left, Chu Rouer leaned on the dragon throne tiredly and gently stroked the Barbarian Tribe treasured blade that Guxing had given her. She muttered, "Mr Yeh, looks like Rouer. . . Really cannot wait for you this time. . . "

Seven days later, Prince Chimu of Barbarian Tribe led his army and successfully conquered Yu State City. There were less than three days left until the Luoan. The Luoan was shaken!

In the Clear Shadow Hall, Chu Rouer finished listening to her subordinate's report. Her pretty face instantly turned green and she stood up. She said to the officials coldly, "The Barbarian Army is rampant, if the beloved ministers still have some courage left in their hearts. . . Then follow me to guard the city gate. Of course. . . If you are afraid of death, then just bring the women and children to escape with you. I don't blame you, but from now on. . . I am no longer your ruler, and you are no longer the officials of Great Chu! "

As soon as these words were spoken, all the officials became restless. Except for a few people who were still determined, the faces of everyone else were filled with struggle. Finally, after a minister carefully withdrew from the hall. . . Dozens of officials also rushed out in fear, looking at the empty Clear Shadow Hall in an instant. Chu Rouer just sneered and did not say anything. The Minister of Rites, Ji Siyun, who did not waver from the beginning to the end, let out a desolate sigh and said, "Could it be that there is no one in the Great Chu who can defend the Emperor against the Barbarian Tribe?"

"No, there is another army in the Great Chu!"

At this moment, a furious shout attracted the attention of everyone. They saw a majestic figure striding into the hall. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was handsome and his white hair was particularly eye-catching. The moment Chu Rouer saw him, tears blurred her eyes and she cried out with a choking voice. "General Lo. . . "

The person who came was the Lo Gucheng that had been lost after being wronged. However, at this moment, the First General who everyone remembered was in high spirits. He was dressed in a coarse linen shirt, coupled with his shocking white hair. Cang was more than ten years old, but his eyes were as sharp as ever. He bowed to Chu Rouer who was sitting on the dragon throne. The words he said seemed to be very powerful in this exceptionally spacious hall.

"Lonely Soul Legion is willing to fight for our emperor!"

That night, Lo Gucheng led thirty thousand soldiers of Lonely Soul out of Luoan. Countless civilians in the city walked to the streets to respectfully send off the last hero of Great Chu.

From the initial respect as if he was a god, to the later hatred. Then to the deep guilt, the civilians in the city did not dare to look at this group of thirty thousand hot-blooded men who were wronged by them indiscriminately. Because of the framing of the adulterers, they had suffered too much unfair treatment. However, when the country was in a real crisis, they were still the ones who stood up for them. This magnanimity was not enough to be described with words, because of self-blame. Because of guilt, many people were already crying.

"Soldiers, listen up. We will send General Lo off!"

Following Chu Rouer's thunderous command, everyone present fell to their knees and looked at the iron tower like figure in front of them with guilt and affection. They choked and said, "Send General Lo off!"

The Lo Gucheng sat on the horse without saying a word. At this moment, it was in his hand. Other than the sword that had accompanied him for fifteen years, there was also a long spear on his back. Even though it was wrapped in layers of coarse cloth, one could still feel a stern killing intent. He looked at the huge full moon above his head and listened to the sound of the residents saying their farewells behind him. Only now did the Lo Gucheng realize how heavy the mission on his shoulder was. It was the hope of the entire Great Chu. When it thought of this, it was filled with lofty sentiments. It let out a wild laugh. Its hoarse but vigorous voice seemed especially empty in this night.

The moon was like frost, and it illuminated the loyal soul beneath the yellow sand for a thousand feet!

His heart was like steel, and he had finally forged an unparalleled pride in his blood body!

Conquering the enemy to capture, Han Xiao going alone in the cold night, a thousand zhang, but the vast desert!

Who dared to go north alone? They were all arrogant, and dared to make 800 miles of flowing clouds into a long corridor. Their bearing was fierce, and even surpassed the sunlight of the sun and the moon!

It was difficult to comfort his heart. He endured his white hair that had gone through countless broken intestines. Despite his heroic spirit, he was no longer the same as before. The wind was blowing in the wilderness, and the long river of sand was never heard again!

Ren Er Zhang Yang! What was there to be afraid of? His heroic spirit soared through the clouds. Tiger, leopard, wolf, wolf!

Guarding the country, he would never let go of his responsibilities. It had been winter and summer!

Fighting on the battlefield, risking his life, how could he be famous in history!

He should laugh at me. I should be grateful for what I have done. When I am old, I will be worried. Tears of blood will come and go!

The Dao is the truth. Things in the world are more or less unpredictable!

[Once I am safe, I will drink the wine and bury my name!]