Waking up, a wisp of black smoke flickered before his right eye.
Is it floaters?
The black smoke transformed into a number—0%.
Has it mutated?
The black smoke transformed ...
When Zhou Buzhou went to the other side of the Xia Geng Corpse World Sea.
Earth, China, Chang'an Palace.
A grand awarding ceremony is being held.
All the meritorious people from all parties are waiting below.
The first group of people to be awarded medals were the more than 200 people who went to the rear of the countries to open up a second battlefield.
However, no one remembers the dozens of people whose existence was wiped out by the Statue of Liberty, Philen Lazardes.
Even among the casualties, no one knew or counted those dozens of people.
Erasing a person's entire existence... This is the most horrific killing!
Bi Xia was already wearing a nine-dragon robe. On the robe, the nine dragons all had a strange vitality, as if they were living dragons, not just embroidery.
Her once innocent face gradually became awe-inspiring.
She became a qualified Shadow King, but she seemed to be no longer herself.
And those eyes can always maintain the sky blue reincarnation eye mode.
Bi Xia walked to the top of the city wall and announced the article written by the new Grand Secretary: "At this time when China is in danger of collapse, righteous men and heroes emerge in an endless stream. In the west, thousands of shadow guards swear to defend Qilian to the death. In the north, various sects refuse to turn back and shed blood in Yinshan. In the south, thousands of mountains and forests are formed. Although thousands of soldiers die, they still cry out for a country that will die and will not give up its land... Taihu Lake... Taihang Mountains..."
"Then a strong youth means a strong nation. The nation's heroes initiated the 278 marches, covering tens of thousands of miles of territory and roaming across various nations..."
Two hundred and seventy-eight...
When this number appeared, Li Changfeng, Yang Zimei and others felt something was amiss.
They vaguely remembered that the number of young Chinese people who swept across various countries under the leadership of Zhou Buzhou did not seem to be this large.
However, after searching through my memory, I couldn't find anyone else.
No longer exists...
"Principal Zhou Buzhou of the Black and White Academy has killed 131 Venerable Realm cultivators, countless Sage Realm cultivators, and countless Third-Rank cultivators. He should be granted the title of Marquis of Anguo! He can form a private army, the Eighth Army of the Shadow Guard!"
Form a private army?
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. The previous Shadow King had been working hard to completely centralize power until his death. In order to centralize power, he did not hesitate to use the Tianwu Army and the Japanese Army as cannon fodder in the Senluo World... But now, a new emperor appoints new ministers, and each generation has its own laws!
The new Shadow King, the fifth generation Shadow King, not only did not continue to follow the centralized power system of his predecessors, but he forcibly created a new group of princes for China.
He was openly granted the title of Marquis of Anguo and was allowed to form a private army, which was named the Eighth Army of the Shadow Guard. This meant that the new Marquis of Anguo's private army could be configured according to the Shadow Guard system, and the Shadow Guard had 30,000 soldiers!
An army of 30,000 people, this is in addition to the seven protectorates, are they going to create an eighth protectorate?
Central government officials looked at each other in bewilderment.
The local officials, especially the remaining people in the seven protectorates, all breathed a sigh of relief. They thought that the war would end at this time when the seven protectorates were at their weakest, which was the best opportunity for the central government to take back the military power.
But now it seems that they can still maintain their independence.
As a result, the entire awarding ceremony was filled with joy.
As the final training ceremony was about to end, the new Shadow King issued an order: "The seven major protectorates should also follow the example of Marquis Anguo and merge their private armies into the Shadow Guard Army, forming the Ninth to Fifteenth Shadow Guard Armies!"
The survivors of the seven protectorates all changed color.
Yue Lanjiu, the only survivor of the Southern Xinjiang Protectorate, drew his sword and shouted that he would not accept it.
All the soldiers of the Southern Xinjiang Protectorate sacrificed their lives for the country and died, and only Yue Lanjiu is left!
But now... not only was he unable to rebuild the Southern Xinjiang Protectorate to comfort the souls of his comrades in heaven, but he was instead deprived of everything by this move that cut off his financial resources?
Yue Lanjiu drew his sword and walked forward, roaring with every step.
“Who is the one who killed the country?”
“Who is the one who refuses to give up an inch of land?”
"Who is it that has traveled thousands of miles to deliver the news and destroy the Wen family?"
“It’s Southern Xinjiang!”
"It's the Protector General of Southern Xinjiang..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
A dragon roar rang out, and along with the dragon roar came a Dao-seeking Jade and a golden dragon aura.
The dragon energy carried the Dao-seeking Jade and pierced through Yue Lanjiu's body.
Yue Lanjiu looked in disbelief at the cold face beneath the Shadow King's crown, and the pair of blue eyes that seemed to be devoid of any emotion.
A cold female voice resounded: "During this extraordinary time, all matters must be based on the country. Anyone who speaks of personal gain will be killed without mercy!"
Yue Lanjiu slowly fell down.
He is a kendo genius!
But compared with Zhou Buzhou and Yi Yong, his talent is not enough, or his efforts are not enough.
So, he doesn't have that ability.
His mere third-level cultivation level was nothing at this moment.
And because he is a kendo genius, he is obsessed with swords, so he is ignorant of worldly affairs...
Yue Lanjiu looked at the white clouds floating in the sky.
Suddenly he started laughing.
He only understood the truth of the world at the last moment of his life.
People in Southern Xinjiang are all fools!
The people in the Southern Xinjiang Protectorate are all fools!
Home and country?
nationality?
Neither!
There is no nation or country in the world.
It's just that one person couldn't survive anymore, so he united with a group of people and gradually formed a community of interests...
Because of not understanding this point, the Southern Xinjiang Protectorate was completely destroyed.
Yue Lanjiu fell to the ground, without a breath.
The other six protectorates all paused for a moment, and then the resentment and anger on their faces and in their hearts disappeared.
They hid these emotions very deeply, so deeply that even they themselves couldn't find where these emotions were...
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