Chapter 115

The South Gate of the silent city.

On a vacant lot.

More than two million troops were divided into three formations, all standing in front of Su Ziyang.

Among them, there are 50000 emperor riders, 400000 gold guards, one million silver guards, and hundreds of thousands of players.

Among these players, there are nearly 300000 players in the temple of killing gods, and nearly 300000 players against the cold.

At a glance, it was full of people.

That kind of iron blood momentum makes people's blood boil.

Further away, hundreds of thousands of players watched from a distance, their faces full of shock.

"This... So many people, does the temple of killing God want to unify the whole broken mountain palace?"

"It's completely pouring out. Can this broken mountain palace be stopped?"

"It's hard to say! They can't resist it, at least in the Grand Canyon!"

Such a voice kept ringing in the crowd of onlookers.

Su Ziyang stood in front of the two million troops with a solemn face.

"Zhao CHAN!"

"The end will come!"

Zhao Chan took a step forward.

"You took the lead in leaving the city from the West and attacking the East pass of the town!" Su Ziyang said.

"The end will take command!"

After retreating, Zhao Chan looked at the three men in Wushan. With a wave of her right hand, a million troops followed him.

"Moustache!" Su Ziyang shouted.

"Boss!"

"You follow Marshal Zhao and send me war reports at any time!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, boss!"

Moustache stepped down and quickly followed Zhao Chan's army with dozens of players.

"Others, follow me to attack Zhongli city!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, Lord!"

"Yes, boss!"

Mei Caicai, Xia Mofan, Feng Qingxiao, Xiao die and others followed Su Ziyang.

"And me?"

At this time, the ice cream ran to Su Ziyang and asked.

"You?"

Su Ziyang was stunned. "You are not the person who kills the temple now. You can play freely."

"This..."

The cold chest stagnated.

I paid the registration fee and said I wasn't the one who killed the temple.

"By the way, take people to attack Dongli City, and then go all the way East and south to the East pass of the town!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, boss!"

Ice cream gave Su Ziyang a military salute. With nearly 300000 players and some golden guards, he quickly left the city to the East.

Three armies, march together.

Su Ziyang rode a fiery horse and ran all the way with Xiao die in his arms.

"Pedal..."

Behind him, millions of troops followed closely.

"Lord, wait for me!"

At this time, Mei Cai caught up.

Su Ziyang slowed down, looked at Mei's talent and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Lord, I have an unkind request!" Mei Caicai said.

"Say!"

"My Lord, the Lord of Zhongli city is Feng Yunhe. He is an old friend of mine. He saved the last general's life before! Here, the last general, please spare his life!" Mei Caicai said.

"This is OK! However, if he confronts this seat again, don't say that this seat won't give you face." Su Ziyang said.

"Thank you, Lord!" Mei Caicai was grateful. "Lord, Feng Yunhe is stubborn and will fight with you. Therefore, Lord, please don't kill!"

"No problem!" said Su Ziyang.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Tears flickered in Mei Cai's eyes.

An hour later.

The army led by Su Ziyang came outside Zhongli city.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Su Ziyang was stunned.

Mei Cai, who was beside him, had big eyes and seemed to stare out.

In the sky, the players who followed to see the play also looked shocked.

"Lying trough, surrendered without fighting? Is it fake?"

"It seems that the name of the cold star has spread all over the villain's Valley! They turn pale when they hear it!"

I saw thousands of people kneeling to the ground outside Zhongli city.

The leader is an old man with white temples. He is the Fengyun crane in Mei Caicai's mouth.

"Meet your Lord, long live your Lord!"

The sound is neat and the sky is broken.

Looking at this scene, Su Ziyang nodded slightly and said, "flat!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

The crowd stood up.

Feng Yunhe, holding the tray, came to Su Ziyang step by step.

Seeing this scene, Mei Caicai's face changed slightly, "Lord, be careful of his assassination!"

"It doesn't hurt!" Su Ziyang waved his hand and didn't care at all.

Feng Yunhe came forward and saluted respectfully, "Lord, this is the record book of the city's warehouse!"

Su Ziyang gave a sign. A Jin Jiawei stood up, took the account book and handed it to Su Ziyang.

"120000 gold coins, Chiyang iron * 12kg... That's all?" Su Ziyang showed a trace of displeasure.

"Plop!"

Feng Yunhe knelt down and burst into tears.

"Lord, this is what the broken mountain palace did! He took away all my superior troops! He also took away all my money and goods. I can't live anymore. This is the surrender!"

"This broken mountain palace is too deceptive!"

"They robbed everything. They're not even as good as bandits!"

"How can half a million people from the city live?"

"Lord, I know you are like relatives to the people. You are a God who loves the people!"

……

Say and cry.

Like that, the listener is sad and the listener tears.

Behind Su Ziyang, many jin Jiawei were full of tears.

Xiao die has been crying in Su Ziyang's arms for a long time.

Even Mei's talent is brewing tears.

The only one who looked calm and unmoved was su Ziyang.

"Don't worry, since you have surrendered, you will meet the people of the silent city!" Su Ziyang said.

"Thank you, Lord, thank you!"

Feng Yunhe's head hit the ground heavily, even his scalp was broken, and he didn't care at all.

"Well, get up and take me into the city!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, Lord!"

Feng Yunhe stood up and led the way.

"General Mei, arrange the army to camp outside the city. Today, we'll rest here!" Su Ziyang said.

"Yes, Lord!"

As soon as Mei Cai waved her hand, a thousand gold guards followed Su Ziyang behind.

Soon.

The people went into the city.

"See you, Lord!"

Hundreds of thousands of people stood on both sides of the street and knelt respectfully on the ground to greet them.

"Flat!"

Su Ziyang's voice echoed faintly over Zhongli city and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Thank you, Lord!"

All the people, get up together.

They looked at Su Ziyang with respectful eyes.

"He is Lord Han Xing? He is so handsome!"

"Great, finally have a good life!"

"Look forward to the stars, look forward to the moon, and finally look forward to the Lord cold star!"

That excitement, that worship, that gratitude.

Words cannot describe.

Sensing these eyes, Su Ziyang smiled and nodded.

Then he took Xiaodie to the city master's house.

"You, wait for me here!"

With that, Su Ziyang entered the mansion and looked at the statue in front of him. His eyes were pure and flowing.

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