Chapter 191 Ending
The gate of the Luo State ancestral temple was tightly closed.
This is the most magnificent palace complex in Luo State. Even the royal palace is far smaller than this one.
By now, tens of thousands of people had been reduced to thousands, and only a thousand brave fighters were left.
Even though everything was coming to an end, Luo Ze's kneeling body remained straight.
All the Luo people straightened their backs, knelt and bowed their heads. The scene was extremely solemn.
This is a place designed specifically for sacrifices, where words spoken can be heard throughout the venue through the ingenious design.
Luo Ze sighed: "Since the fall of the royal family, Bang Zhou has lost its destiny.
Do your best and leave the rest to fate.
So at this point, we are still wielding the sword, I believe our ancestors would be proud of us.
Now all that remains is the final battle to announce to the world the final voice of Luo State.
Then, Luo State will cease to exist."
These words, tinged with a hint of sadness, had just fallen.
Right in front of Luo Ze.
The tough guys who were invincible on the battlefield actually began to cry quietly.
“Boom boom boom!”
The sound of war drums rang out.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
The crisp sound of horse hooves broke the sad atmosphere.
"boom!"
The Qin people began to attack the ancestral temple.
Countless people formed a large black mass, and they formed camps one after another in front of the ancestral temple.
Countless large shields stood in front, and long spears protruded from the gaps between the shields.
For the Qin people, this was also the last war, and all the elite troops were mobilized.
The armored soldiers' halberds were extremely cold, and the strong smell of blood made people's hearts tremble.
The military might of Qin State was indeed unrivaled among all other states, which was one of the reasons why Qin State was able to conquer the world.
But the Luo people were not afraid at all. They also rushed forward with shields and swords in hand, although their numbers were far inferior to those of the Qin people.
However, the Luo people, who were better nourished and obviously stronger, exerted even greater pressure than the Qin people.
There was a considerable distance between the two sides, they were facing each other, just waiting for orders to be given.
The person responsible for leading the attack on behalf of Wang Jian was Gongzi Ying, the head of the family of the previous Qin general.
He sent someone to the front and said loudly: "Lord of Luo.
The Nine Cauldrons of King Yu are divine tools bestowed by God on the common lord to suppress the nine states.
Now the Qin Dynasty has swept across the world and unified the country, and is about to become the new common ruler of all China.
Shouldn’t he get the Nine Cauldrons?
The royal family of Luo State has enjoyed the country for a thousand years, so why must they commit suicide?
If the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu were offered voluntarily, would there still be concern about the danger of the royal family being overthrown?
I really feel sorry for your stupidity."
The Nine Cauldrons of King Yu are indeed divine instruments that can prove the will of heaven.
But just proof.
Having it can make people feel at ease, and not having it will not affect the dynasty's fulfillment of the mandate of heaven.
With the passing of the Mandate of Zhou, the Mandate of Qin grew stronger.
No one from the Luo family can move the Nine Cauldrons at will.
But now the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu are in the ring.
Essentially it has been left in place.
It’s just that people in the world can’t find it.
As for handing over King Yu's Nine Cauldrons to the State of Qin, that was just a dream.
You have obtained the destiny, but if you want fame, that is impossible.
Luo Ze laughed loudly and said, “King Yu’s Nine Cauldrons are the instruments of the king.
Whether or not one can obtain it is a matter of destiny. Is it decided by the Luo family?
In the past, the Nine Cauldrons fell into Luoyi along with our ancestor King Su. Doesn’t this prove that the magical artifacts are spiritual?
If the Qin State obtained the Mandate of Heaven, it would naturally obtain the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu.
Do we still need Luo Shi to offer it?"
After hearing what Luo Ze said, Gongzi Ying said no more.
He believed that the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu were in the ancestral temple of Luo State. Since the people of Luo State were unwilling to hand them over, he could just snatch them away.
So he waved his sword towards the Qin people and said loudly: "Luo family is unwilling to give up the Nine Cauldrons, isn't this defying the will of heaven?
Since ancient times, those who follow the will of heaven will prosper, while those who go against the will of heaven will decline.
This is why the Luo family, despite having generations of wise men, still ended up losing their country.
Now Luo State is unaware of the changes in the sky and is trying to stop it, so it must be what the heaven wants to see if Luo State is crushed.
Bring the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu back to Xianyang and I will present them to the king."
As he spoke, Gongzi Ying even began to tremble with excitement, because those were the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu!
If he could bring the Nine Cauldrons back, with this great achievement, he might even be crowned king in the future.
Both sides rushed forward, and before the swords came into contact, arrows flew everywhere, but few soldiers fell.
Wearing armor and carrying a large shield, as long as the defense is proper, ordinary arrows can basically not penetrate the defense.
There was blood everywhere in Zhaocheng.
Luo Ze also stepped forward with a sword, and soon streaks of blood appeared on the body of the leading warrior.
The Qin people rushed forward, stepping on the corpses of their comrades, and the corpses lying on the ground soon turned into unrecognizable meat paste.
Meat paste mixed with blood flowed everywhere. The ancestral temple, which was usually solemn and sacred, now turned into a purgatory on earth.
“Sizzle!”
First there was the sound of armor breaking, then the sound of flesh being pierced, and the blood could not be stopped from flowing.
"Brother, it seems I have to leave before you."
The handsome face turned extremely pale in just a few moments.
Luo Ze held his hand tightly and consoled him, "I will be there soon. You won't be alone on the road to the underworld.
Brother, go with peace of mind.
The spirit of the Su King is in heaven, with us!"
He gently put down A'di's body and returned to the battle again.
All the Luo people were fighting and retreating, moving towards the innermost part of the ancestral temple.
The Qin people didn't pay attention and rushed in excitedly. They had the upper hand and now was the time to reap the lives of the Luo people.
Luo Ze recalled the journey of the Luo family, which could be considered a legend.
There has never been such a thing before, and there probably won’t be such a thing in the future.
People kept falling down along the way, blood was spilled on the road, and corpses were everywhere.
"May the King of Su be with me!"
No matter they were children of royal families or ordinary people, they always murmured softly before they died.
People from the Luo royal family were also dying, but all those who were still alive felt their bodies becoming lighter.
The shackles of destiny that had bound the Luo family for hundreds of years were finally about to dissipate completely.
Hundreds of years ago, the blood of the royal family began to water this shackle until today!
The Luo royal family only knew that there was always a shackle in existence, but they were not aware of the negative effects of this shackle.
Ji Zhao and Ji Ling stood side by side, watching the black cloud shrinking and dissipating rapidly.
That black cloud almost crushed the Luo Kingdom's royal family into waste.
Luo Ze looked at the Qin people rushing into the ancestral temple, tears of blood flowing from his eyes.
Destiny has fallen, and all the glory has been burned today.
Burn it!
A raging fire suddenly broke out, and everyone could smell a faint pungent smell beneath the strong smell of blood.
The crowds were crowded together to avoid the flames. It was a tragic scene.
Luo Ze laughed wantonly. He had no intention of killing more Qin people.
His only intention was to burn all the bodies of the Luo people in the ancestral temple.
Perhaps it would be the best outcome if everything turned to ashes, otherwise the ancestor would have to deal with the corpse.
The flames spread too quickly with the help of grease and dry wood. The Qin people had no time to dodge and many people were on fire in a short period of time.
Once caught in fear, the entire Qin army formation collapsed instantly and a crazy crowd broke out.
The situation at the scene was that anyone who fell to the ground would be immediately disfigured and then die.
When Gongzi Ying saw this scene, he decisively blocked the corridor at the rear and placed several layers of large shield soldiers to trap all the Qin people inside.
He retreated backwards, cursing non-stop, "The Luo family is really a bunch of lunatics, isn't it good to just live a good life?
If the Nine Cauldrons of King Yu are damaged, it will be the end!"
In the raging fire, Luo Ze naturally could not survive.
The swords in his hands began to heat up, and facing the chaotic Qin people, he launched a final charge.
The surviving brave warriors barely followed in the heat and flames.
As the spurting blood fell to the ground, there was a sizzling sound, and the soldiers in armor fell to the ground. On the contrary, the brave fighters who took off their armor were able to hold on a little longer.
In fact, they didn't need to do anything at all. No one could survive in such a fire.
Luo Ze felt that he was almost out of breath and his whole body was burning with pain. He opened his mouth, but found that his throat was hoarse and he couldn't speak at all.
He staggered a few steps and walked to the last few brave warriors, and they sat together.
Luo Ze forced himself to smile and pointed to the sky.
Murmuring, no sound.
But everyone knew what he was going to do.
"The spirit of the Su Wang is in heaven, his glorious reputation will last for thousands of years!"
This was probably the quietest chant they had ever made in their lives, and even they themselves could hardly hear it clearly.
But Ji Zhao heard it.
Great sound!
This came from the heart, and countless clouds rolled in the sea, showing Ji Zhao's excitement.
Die one by one.
“Crack!”
The shackles of destiny were completely lifted off.
The attributes of Luo's disciples will no longer be restricted, the backlash from using items will not be so strong, and they will no longer be trapped in an isolated city because of the fate destined by Bang Zhou.
There is a vast world for you to explore!
“The phoenix fell in the land of the phoenix tree.
But one day, the phoenix will cry again on the land of Zhuxia!"
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Home and country for a thousand years, eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers.
Phoenix pavilions and dragon towers reach the sky, jade trees and branches are covered with mist and vines.
How often have you seen war? ——Poetry of the Formation: Reminiscence of Zhaocheng (Li Yu)
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In September, Luo died.
All died.
Mountains and rivers wept blood, people wept, it was as if the heaven and earth were collapsing! - "Records of the Grand Historian: The Family of Luo"
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The author really does not want to write the last article. As exciting as the prosperity of the Zhou Dynasty and Luo State was, its end was as heartbreaking.
But the times chose the Qin Empire, and the fate of Luo State was doomed. Even if the author uses more tenderness to describe it, history will not change, it is engraved in the long river of time.
The Luo State was destroyed.
That legendary utopia, with all its glory, perished in the midst of a raging fire, along with that era of division, chaos, misery, and yet extraordinary vitality.
From ancient times to the present, countless people have analyzed why the Luo State perished in the past two thousand years, but in the end all were in vain. The author can write ten thousand reasons, but cannot convince himself.
I will not write what historians say, but only talk about what the common people say - this is all the choice of fate. ——"The History of the Rise and Fall of the Zhou Dynasty·Conclusion"
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