After My Clan Drove Me Out, They Discovered I Was Unparalleled Under Heaven

Lin Che transmigrated and became the seventh son of the Daqian Zhen Guo Mansion. Because the original owner was not the Duke Zhen Guo’s biological son, he was unloved by his father and mother since...

Chapter 351: Signs of National Destruction

Sizzle, sizzle!!

Blood splattered in the Golden Palace.

Those who were hacked to death were all foolishly loyal ministers. When they saw Gong Zhaowu getting angry, they were so scared that they knelt down and dared not even raise their heads.

He just kept shouting: Your Majesty, calm down! Your Majesty, calm down!

Then, with a puff, the head fell to the ground.

After killing more than a dozen people, Gong Zhaowu was finally tired and panting. He stepped on blood and slipped.

"Your Majesty—Your Majesty, how are you?"

"Your Majesty, please restrain the wrath of Heaven. The God of Fire is a powerful figure; he will never die so easily. Even if he dies, he can be resurrected."

The ministers tried to persuade him in fear, but no one dared to step forward to help Gong Zhaowu.

But this sentence made Gong Zhaowu tremble all over, as if he had grabbed the last straw.

He wiped the blood off his face and nodded like a demon:

"Yes, yes, my dear, you are right. That is the God of Fire. They must have seen it wrong. The information was also wrong. The God of Fire can be resurrected from the dead. He cannot die, absolutely not."

"You guys, hurry up. Gather the troops. Go and lend a hand to the God of Fire immediately. You must kill that Lin Che. Kill him! Go!"

A group of ministers looked at each other and bowed their heads to accept the order.

"Your servants, obey your order!!"

All of a sudden, most of the important officials left.

Naturally, there are also several kings of different surnames among them.

As soon as they walked out the door, they started discussing without restraint.

One of the thin young kings of a different surname bowed to the middle-aged man next to him:

"Uncle He, is our Majesty crazy? If the God of Fire really dies in battle, will it be of any use for us to go?"

"Huh? Do you really want to go to Yingzhou to die? That's the notorious god of death! How did King Tiefu die? How did Shi Chongguang die? An army of five or six hundred thousand was like paper." Uncle He's expression was very solemn.

"Ah? Uncle He, what do you mean?"

"Humph! Since I've known your fathers for decades, I'm not afraid to tell you. I will immediately lead my troops out of Mozhou and station them in Yingzhou."

"Ah? Didn't His Majesty ask us to send troops to attack the Shenji Camp?"

"How do we attack? This morning, I received a battle report. Suzhou can no longer hold out. They thought it was the Shenji Camp that attacked, so the generals fled overnight. Suzhou has already been captured by the Black Armor Army. Now even the Fire God has died in Yingzhou, so the Shenji Camp will definitely attack Xinzhou or Tanzhou next. If we have to defend, they will do it."

Uncle He glanced back at the throne room and said quickly, "Your Majesty has gone mad. There are over thirty princes, the youngest is already in his twenties, and the Crown Prince is almost sixty. Do you think they can endure this? This place will soon become a bloodbath. As long as we have troops at our disposal, no matter which prince takes this position, we will still be respectfully addressed as the King of a Different Surname. Do you understand?"

"Uncle He, if you want to leave, I'll follow you. No matter what decision you make in the future, I'll support you."

"Hehehe. Not bad, boy. Very good. I'll leave tonight."

"Okay. I'll go with you tonight too!"

Several kings of different surnames have not left yet, and no one knows who leaked the news.

The entire Youzhou was instantly in a state of panic, and the streets were in chaos. Every household closed their doors, trembling in fear as they dared not leave their homes.

Vulcan is dead.

How could the God of Fire, whom they revered as a god, be killed by that big devil?

"What should I do? What should I do? The big devil is coming to kill me!"

"Let's run. Even the God of Fire is dead. We are no match for that God of Death. Let's run away quickly. Otherwise, that God of Death, with millions of ghost soldiers, will burn down Youzhou."

That night, Youdu had already implemented a curfew. The guarding troops came one after another, and they even started fighting each other for the power to enforce the curfew.

The next morning, news came from the palace that His Majesty was not feeling well and the Crown Prince was temporarily handling state affairs.

More than a dozen princes entered the palace and asked to see His Majesty, but were stopped.

Even the prince could not see Gong Zhaowu.

Boom!!

In broad daylight, the sky above Youdu was already covered with dark clouds, with thunder and lightning raging. An unprecedented storm was about to descend...

Yingzhou, Shenjiying.

"Report, General! The Black Armored Army is still ten miles away from us."

"Okay, get ready. Let's go out and greet them."

The Black Armor Army dispatched some troops from Yunzhou, which was also within Lin Che's expectations.

After all, Jiang Li will be here soon, so how could there be only one army from the Shenji Camp? Wen Hong will definitely come in person to protect him.

The situation of war is ever-changing and the shape of water is ever-changing. No one had expected that the battlefield would change so drastically.

Twenty thousand black-armored soldiers appeared with a rumble and stopped two miles away.

"Welcome, old general!" Lin Che saw Wen Hong riding on his warhorse and took the initiative to step forward to greet him.

Wen Hong dismounted from his horse, a look of shock flashing across his deep eyes. He said in a deep voice:

"I never thought you'd truly reached the eighth rank. General Lin, you're truly a blessing to the human race!"

"You're too kind. I was just lucky enough to reach the eighth level."

"You're being modest. Back in Tiandu City, I watched you cultivate your body and refine your Qi. My subordinate, Xiao Heizi, hasn't even made a breakthrough to the Qi Refining Stage in over a year. There truly are geniuses in this world!"

Wen Hong immediately thought of something else and asked, "Have you really found the Human Emperor's Flame?"

"Yes. It's just ahead. I'll take the old general to have a look."

"Good, good. Great! Haha, our human race has finally seen a ray of hope." Wen Hong laughed loudly, looking very excited.

Wen Hong stopped when he was still ten meters away from the Human Emperor's Flame.

He stared straight at the flame, exhaled heavily, and suddenly knelt down on his knees, kowtowed three times to the flame of the Human Emperor.

"As long as the flame of humanity is not extinguished, the human race will not perish! May the Human Emperor bless us and may our race prosper forever!"

Lin Che couldn't understand why General Wen Hong was so excited.

"Old General, does this Emperor's Flame actually mean the end of humanity? Isn't this a treasure of Da Gan's?"

"This is definitely not just an ordinary treasure. I know you have many questions, but I can't answer them yet. I would rather His Majesty tell you the answers himself."

Wen Hong reached out and patted Lin Che's arm, then spoke proudly:

"It's time to let you know all the secrets. You are definitely qualified now."

Lin Che frowned instinctively. Based on his understanding of General Wen Hong, the so-called secret was definitely a heavy burden.

But he couldn't help but ask, "What secret? I'm not one who can keep secrets! What kind of secret is it?"

"About the Great Wall of Fortune!"