After a while, another soldier ran into the hall to report.
"Report to the general, the general has left with the princess."
"How dare he!" At this time, Li Jingfang paced back and forth anxiously.
"Lord Li, why are you so panicked? Even if the princess is gone, nothing can be changed. The Phoenix Fire Edict is still in our hands." After being reminded like this, Li Jing finally calmed down a little.
Yes, the world is in turmoil now, and all kinds of rumors are spreading. No matter how fantastic what the princess said is, it is just one of the rumors. Without convincing evidence, it is all nonsense.
"I lost my composure." He calmed down again and turned to face Prince Zhaolong.
"Your Majesty, please give the order. This cannot be delayed any longer."
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Not long after, a group of people surrounded the emperor's jade bed and slowly walked out of the hall, followed by the Huagai Palace, and they walked straight down the mountain to Luojing.
Now, the most important first step is to occupy the righteous position and support Prince Zhaolong to ascend the throne.
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On the Dragon Cliff Mountain north of Luojing, knights riding on giant red-scaled dragons were ready to go. Then, a leading dragon leaped down the cliff and flapped its wings above the clouds. Immediately afterwards, one dragon after another followed. Hundreds of red sparrow dragon riders riding giant dragons flew towards the red sunset sky, until they became tiny black dots and could no longer be seen.
The wind was howling, and the wide, crimson scarf was fluttering, making a loud noise, and from time to time it brushed past the injured princess who was being held in front of him.
After a long time, the princess regained some color and woke up again.
"Where am I?" She opened her eyes and looked at the general in golden scale armor above her head.
"We are taking the princess out of Luojing and heading to Beifu Mountain."
Beifu Mountain is one of the nine great cities within the dynasty, situated on the desolate grasslands to the north. It boasts a rare fertile grassland and serves as a crucial town guarding the northern part of the dynasty, garrisoned by elite frontier troops. Beyond Beifu Mountain lie the eleven continents beyond the Great Wall, home to many alien races and now also under the rule of the dynasty. However, unlike the Central Plains, where the population is vast and stable, many areas of the eleven continents remain infested with demons, dragons, and beasts, creating a hostile environment.
In order to guard against alien races and monsters, Beifu Mountain is always stationed with more than 300,000 troops. It is the most powerful military town in the dynasty. The generals of all generations are personally appointed by the emperor and are extremely loyal.
"Going to Beifu Mountain?" Xiao Yubing subconsciously felt a little unfamiliar. Of course, she would rather go east and meet her father, King Huainan.
"Yes, we need to convey the Emperor's Phoenix Fire Edict to Beifu Mountain."
"But..." Xiao Yubing was slow to react for a moment, but quickly shut his mouth.
Yes, if I go to my father at this time, I'm afraid the result will be the same. My father and King Dai have been fighting for many years. It is impossible for him to give up everything he has now just because of the emperor's edict. He will definitely ignore or even tamper with the edict to ascend to the throne.
What should he do? Should he obey the emperor's will, or go to his biological father and disobey the imperial edict?
Fortunately, she doesn't need to make a choice now. Since these Red Sparrow Dragon Riders brought her out of Luojing, it must be for her to confirm the authenticity of the Phoenix Fire Edict.
But since the imperial edict has been lost, how can he convince those border generals? And even if he convinces them, what's the use? Telling them to disband on the spot will probably only make people more sad.
At this point, Xiao Yubing closed his eyes again in the cold wind, helpless.
Compared to the confused princess, the Red Sparrow Dragon Riders who carried her across the sea of clouds had no hesitation or confusion, but only the passion and open-mindedness to carry out their mission.
"After so many years, I'm afraid I can never return to Luojing." The Red Bird Dragon General sighed in the wind.
The dynasty will eventually come to an end, but the people riding on the dragons are not sad, but sing ancient poems.
"The lonely Fire Wing is south of the country. What do you give to that beautiful girl?"
"I am alone, with my red flag, in the capital of Luo. What shall I give to that beautiful girl?"
"The only one, Yan Jing, is in the city of Mo. How can I tell that beautiful girl?"
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(孑孑: the appearance of holding a flag high,彼姝者子: the loyal, wise and capable general)
In the distant past, warriors from the four nations who inherited the legacy of the Red Phoenix rode thousands of chariots, held high-flying fiery red flags, and walked on the avenue with high spirits.
The fiery red tassels and silk fringe, and the flags with scarlet feathers were connected together on the earth, marching across states and counties. The endless soldiers were singing this ancient ballad, opening up the mountains and fields step by step, defeating the foreign tribes entrenched in various places, eliminating the evil and blood sacrifices, and finally bringing the world together.
Today, even though the dynasty has ended, the heroic spirit in the ballads remains undiminished, and instead there is a sense of open-mindedness and calmness that comes with being so excited.
There is no banquet that will last forever, and no dynasty that will not fall. One day, everything will be gone, so let us sing this song to mourn it.
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The city of Luojing was in a state of solemnity. The city gates were tightly closed, and the streets were filled with patrolling Red Scaled Halberd Guards and the Dragon Army. In the sky, bright red lights slowly floated up in the night wind, and dragon-drawn chariots patrolled back and forth.
Everyone has noticed the dramatic changes in Luojing, but very few people really know the current situation at the core of the dynasty.
Inside the Xiangyun Hall.
Beneath the stone pillars carved from white jade, soldiers in silver-scale armor held shields and defended themselves, fighting against the Golden Dragon Armored Army that rushed in. The hall was littered with corpses, and the palace was filled with cries of killing and running and fleeing.
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