Chapter 1853 Mutiny(1/2)
The sword energy only shakes for a moment.
It quickly dissipated.
This is also why Li Shier asked loyalty Zhang Jinsong and others to kneel down.
The vast majority of the patriarchs of the entire Black Song League are here.
It's impossible to kill them all.
If all the leaders are killed, the various alliances without leaders will fall into a melee.
The entire Black Song League will also be divided into pieces.
This is the scene that the enemy is most willing to see.
Totally unfavorable to rule.
But people like Bai Sheng must die.
His death can serve as a warning.
Shock those who have whimsical thoughts.
A sword came out.
Li Shier raised the Black Dragon Sword and threw it out casually.
Zheng!
Insert back into the scabbard.
"All the king's land under the heavens are the king's land, and all the king's ministers are the king's ministers."
"The betrayer cannot live."
"After the evil one dies, even if this matter is over, it will not be investigated."
"But, you must remember."
"If there is another next time, the whole family will be killed!"
"No one left."
Li Shier just finished speaking.
All those standing fell down.
When they fell to the ground, the bodies separated.
The rest of the people's hearts were beating wildly, and they had a joy of surviving the disaster.
They have heard the name of the West Building.
But I didn't expect it.
This western building is so strong.
It's a bit outrageous!
A sword?
Just a sword?
All people are gone?
Bai Sheng is the largest tribal leader at present.
When he died, those people in the clan were not allowed to rebel?
At that time, internal and external chaos will be caused by the royal family's seizure of power.
Can this Black Song Alliance be stable?
But what they care most about is the saying "Don't blame the past". Is it true?
If the accounts are settled after the autumn, it will be miserable.
But it seems that these people have no choice.
Either die now, or be settled by the fall, or be in peace.
This kneeling is worth it.
"Bai Sheng wanted to rebel, but he was killed. I believe you were forced."
Zhang Jinsong looked around and placed his right hand on the black dragon sword around his waist.
When Li Shier set out his sword, his heart trembled.
Is this the world of the strong?
But the most important thing at the moment is to handle family internal affairs well.
"When Bai Sheng is dead, would you like to join me to regain the royal power? If you want, call your tribes and go to the inner hall with me! If you don't want to, I personally send you away!"
Zhang Jinsong pulled out the blood-stained black dragon sword.
Lift up high!
The majesty is revealed!
"Make your decision right now!"
After a brief silence.
"Will follow the king and make meritorious service with sins."
An old man stood up tremblingly, and a group of people behind him followed him with him.
No matter what, with this western building here, they have inexplicably gained some confidence.
"The King and the Imperial Guards are all in the inner hall. If we fight, we may..."
What the old man said was very obscure.
The Zhang brothers have always controlled the imperial guards. Before Zhang Wanbai died, he even held the position of commander of the imperial guards.
For many years, these Black Song League elites have been controlled by the royal family.
It can be said to be the strongest force of the Central Army.
Now Zhang Jinsong wants to punish the Zhang brothers. Through the analysis of these people, it is definitely impossible for the Zhang brothers to sit still and wait for death.
There is a high probability that the death will be fought.
Although Bai Sheng is dead, there are still resistances from the royal family.
The gang members came here in a hurry, and not many people were carrying them with them.
Moreover, Bai Sheng’s tribe members may defect to the Zhang brothers to avenge the clan leader.
Although Zhang Jinsong is nominally the king, his chances of winning are very low.
"I'll ask you." Li Shier pointed at the sword on Zhang Jinsong's waist: "By this, can he ask his Zhang brothers to surrender?"
The Black Dragon Sword is a symbol of the royal power of the Black Song Alliance.
Only the king is qualified to wear this sword.
"Yes." The old man nodded: "But he has to discuss and kneel down. Only by being upright and proactive in admitting his mistakes can the Zhang brothers continue to regard the king as the emperor's honor."
No matter what, as long as both sides do not break up, the Zhang brothers will definitely not be willing to bear the infamy of regicide.
This is easy to cause disasters.
But Zhang Jinsong was determined to deal with his two uncles, and Zhang Wanhong and Zhang Wanhuang could not sit still and wait for death.
The rabbit was anxious and even bitten, not to mention that they were two royal masters holding heavy troops!
"Besides, Duan Tongtian is in charge in the royal court. I think you all know his skills."
When the old man mentioned Duan Tongtian, he inevitably had concerns on his face.
Too strong.
Control the old ghost from the mountain and can also capture the assassin alive.
The top three in the world.
Absolutely expert!
It is said that Duan Tongtian can reach thousands of troops by himself!
"Then I'll ask you again." Li Shier pointed at the sword around his waist: "This, can he make his Zhang brothers kneel down?"
"Yes. But you must first deal with the imperial guards, and then deal with Duan Tongtian." The old man replied truthfully: "The imperial guards of the Hei Song Alliance are very powerful. After being infiltrated repeatedly, the guardian power of the royal court was already the elite among the elite."
"Then this." Li Shier pointed to the sword around his waist, and then pointed to the black dragon sword around Zhang Jinsong's waist: "Plus, can you directly hit the Huanglong and put the sword on his Zhang brother's neck?"
"This..." the old man fell into deep thought.
This problem seemed to stump him a little.
"Old sir, please lead the way. If it's a little late, I'm worried that this sword will be placed on your neck first."
To be continued...