Looking at Teng Qianqiu's disappearing back, the old emperor and Zhao Lie looked at each other, and the huge conference room seemed extremely quiet.

The two of them were silenced for a long time, and it was obvious that Fuji Chiaki hit their minds.

"emperor……"

"General Zhao..."

The two of them spoke in unison, and then there was another silence.

"You know the thoughts of the Lord Zhao Qing family, but as Mr. Teng said, I don't have much time left. In this lifetime, it seems a bit unrealistic to see the unification of the Gallon Star, hey..."

"Your Majesty, give me a month. After the eighteen countries lost the General of the Military Science and Technology, they have become in chaos. I believe that in just one month, the eighteen countries can bow their heads and surrender!" Zhao Lie heard the meaning from the old emperor's words, and his face changed color and he half-kneeled down.

"Oh... Zhao Qing's family..." The old emperor shook his head and sighed.

"Weichen has mobilized 500,000 troops to divide them into three groups, conquering cities and land, and advancing at a speed of nearly 100 kilometers per day. In just three days, Weichen has taken down several cities such as Lucheng Tangcheng and Bijiacheng..."

"Zhao Qing's family, there are only 30,000 city defense troops in Dicheng." The old emperor looked at it with a turbid gaze, slowly condensed into substance, full of energy, like a blade.

"Emperor..." Zhao Lie's body shook. Although the old emperor gave up his military power, he still grasped his every move. During this period, in order to achieve the greatest achievements in a very short time, Zhao Lie quietly mobilized the most powerful troops in the important areas of the Gorge. He only stayed behind 30,000 elite soldiers. Since the history of the Gallon Empire, there have never been less than 200,000 left-behind soldiers in the important areas of the Gorge. This time, it can be said that all the elites were produced.

"Zhao Qing's family, since I didn't stop you, I just acquiesced to you. However, you are sure of 30,000 martial arts masters with 30,000 soldiers. If Die City is broken, all your plans will be broken." The old emperor sighed again. Today was the day he sighed the most in his life.

"Your Majesty, we are only facing a group of mobs. Die City is natural and easy to defend but difficult to attack. We just need to stick to Die City. If Zou Zichuan dares to go deep into Die City, he can complete the siege. Besides, we are not facing 30,000 troops. If Zou Zichuan passes through the Devil Triangle, he will definitely pay a heavy price. I believe that 30,000 people in the martial arts world can save 20,000!" Zhao Lie said confidently.

"Zou Zichuan is extraordinary. He has a faint power of a general and a kingly spirit in every move. General Zhao must put away his contempt. It doesn't matter if we fail, but there is still room for negotiation. If you are captured like General Wuke, we will lose the capital for negotiation." The old emperor said with a serious face.

"Emperor, I am also guaranteed by the superiors that I will not be captured even if I die in the battlefield." Zhao Lie said loudly with a strong expression on his face.

"Get up, I'm old. My biggest dream is to see the unification of the Gallon Continent in this lifetime. General Zhao is a genius for nearly a thousand years. Unfortunately, another general of the Martial Arts Science and Technology has emerged. Good luck makes people go. I'll give you a month. In a month, if you can't unify the continent, we will make peace with Zou Zichuan and cooperate with him to return to the Human Alliance..." The old emperor's speech speed was extremely slow, full of a bleak twilight.

"Yes, I'm leaving."

Zhao Lie stood up with respect, retreated to the gate, then turned around, opened the gate, and strode out.

Zhao Lie's back disappeared at the door for a long time, and the old emperor was still looking at the two closed solid wood doors, with his turbid gaze looking worried.

"Pa!" The old emperor patted his hands gently. Immediately, the huge landscape painting in the conference room slowly moved away, revealing a small door, and three middle-aged men in black clothes walked out of the door. The clothes of the three looked ordinary, but the cuffs were embroidered with a ship-shaped logo, which was the symbol of the royal family of the Galen Empire.

"Please!" The old emperor spitted out a word from his mouth and signaled with one hand.

The three of them didn't say anything, but just bowed slightly and sat down at the lower head of the desk in turn.

"What do the three beloved ministers have?" The old emperor's turbid gaze became extremely clear.

"The loyalty of General Zhao is not questioned." The middle-aged man sitting in the second head said with a blank expression.

"Well, this is confirmed. I have always kept General Zhao in vain, which is a test of his patience. This person can take great responsibility. However, this person's sense of fame is too strong and it is easy to make mistakes in judgment." The old emperor nodded and said.

"What the emperor said is true, but if Zhao Lie loses his opponent Wu Ke, the unified continent of the Gallon Empire will be just around the corner." The middle-aged man in black who sat in the bottom said word by word.

"But there is also Zou Zichuan."

"Mr. Zou is unfathomable. We cannot speculate on his identity and status. Moreover, this person does not seem to play according to common sense. I wonder if the emperor has the intention to get rid of Mr. Zou?" The man in black in the head spoke in a plain tone, but when he said Zou Zichuan, his face was very respectful.

"I have a premonition that Zhao Lie will not be able to defeat Zou Zichuan, and I hope the three gentlemen will take action." The old emperor's eyes became extremely sharp and murderous.

"Your Majesty, you respect the three of us so much. Now there are many masters around Mr. Zou. Just a slaughter of ten thousand is already an invincible existence. There are endless peerless masters who are infinitely close to the realm of Martial Saint. Moreover, Martial Arts is the biggest unknown. If Martial Arts surrenders to Mr. Zou, then..." The man in black smiled bitterly.

"The three gentlemen are also masters who are infinitely close to the realm of Martial Saint. I believe that if the three gentlemen take action together, even if they kill 10,000, they will not be the opponent."

"Since the emperor has decided, let's try it."

The man in black in the head did not speak anymore and stood up. The other two stood up immediately. The three disappeared behind the majestic ink painting.

Looking at the three of them disappearing backs, the old emperor inexplicably felt a trace of inappropriateness. The three of them did not have the boundless murderous intent of the past, nor did they have the momentum of sceptering others' lives, but they had a kind of heroic loneliness.

Why is this happening?

The old emperor felt that his heart was under great pressure, and his blood vessels seemed to burst. This heavy pressure made him difficult to breathe...

...

Zhao Lie's spies returned the news, but the army led by Zou Zichuan seemed to disappear out of thin air, and there was no trace of the route from Devil Lake, with 30,000 people and 30,000 horses, as if it had never appeared.

Some spies began to wonder whether Zou Zichuan had penetrated from Devil Lake to Diancheng.

There are only three roads from Devil Lake to Dicheng. The first is the desert, the second is the prairie and the third is the man-eating tree forest.

In fact, the prairie and the cannibal tree forest can only be regarded as one road, because the prairie has formed a narrow passage in the desert area. The grassland is full of cannibal trees, and the ginseng is wrong together, so it is no longer possible to tell whether it is a prairie or a cannibal tree forest.

It is said that there are three roads, but in fact it is one road, that is, the junction of the Death Desert and the prairie. Other places are full of fear, and there are death traps and vine traps everywhere. The team of 30,000 people is a huge team, and it is impossible to approach Dicheng from the vine trap.

The spy kept reporting news to Zhao Lie's desk.

Zhao Lie didn't look at it. He just stood on the tall castle in Dicheng and looked into the distance. No matter what the other party was doing, he just needed to respond to changes. After all, Zou Zichuan's goal was Dicheng.

Zhao Lie did not find it terrible to Yazi. He believed that a mecha would not be able to destroy Dicheng. Moreover, he always believed that Zou Zichuan could not use modern artillery fire to attack Dicheng, because Zou Zichuan needed this huge spacecraft to return to the Human Alliance...

"General, our intelligence personnel are missing in large numbers." A soldier half-kneeled behind Zhao Lie.

"How many?" Zhao Lie said uneasy.

"All two hundred and thirty-seven people were missing."

"Two hundred and thirty-seven people!" Zhao Liewei'an's body shook, he turned around and stared at the soldier with a sharp look.

"Yes, general." The soldier said with trembling body when he didn't dare to look at Zhao Lie's gaze.

"Okay, I want to see what you have." Zhao Lie looked at the vast primitive forest. That place was originally the best dangerous pass in Dicheng, but now it has become the biggest threat to Dicheng.

Zhao Lie strode back to the office and issued a series of orders.

A steady stream of intelligence personnel were sent out, but bad news kept spreading to Zhao Lie's office.

The outer periphery of Die City has become a death zone, and the entire Die City has been martial law. However, while the martial law is in the same way, it means that it has lost contact with the outside world, which Zhao Lie did not expect.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zou Zichuan's troops still did not show any signs. However, Zhao Lie's spy personnel were still disappearing in large numbers. Even the city defense personnel outside Die City began to be attacked by archers, and casualties were reported every moment...

Zhao Lie suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

He lost contact with the 500,000 troops outside Die City, which means that he had lost command for no reason. No one knew how the battle with the Eighteen-Nation Alliance was going.

This has been out of Zhao Lie's control.

Zhao Lie always believed that Zou Zichuan would lead his tens of thousands of mobs to attack Dicheng, but Zou Zichuan had no intention of attacking Dicheng at all. He just sent a large number of martial arts masters to form a team to hunt spies and correspondents on the outside of Dicheng, and isolated the connection between Dicheng and the outside.

It's been three days.

It's been three full days.

Zhao Lie has completely lost contact with the outside world. Neither the spies outside nor the men he sent out could break through the trap set by Zou Zichuan.

Zhao Lie was anxious. Now, his only choice is to take the initiative to gain contact with the outside world.

Now, Zhao Lie is not worried about the safety of Die City. What he is most afraid of is that the 500,000 troops that encircled and suppressed the 18-Nation Alliance did not act according to the plan and returned to Die City after losing contact with him. Then everything will be wasted.

high!

It's indeed high!

Zhao Lie looked cold and looked at the vast primitive sub-forest. He had to arrange an army to take his orders out, which was his only choice.

Three days is already a limit. In three days, if the 500,000 army does not receive the instructions of the commander, they will inevitably fall into a situation where there is no leader and will not be able to fight together.

Zhao Lie can no longer wait. Now that night is falling, he will personally lead ten thousand people to leave Dicheng without knowing it.

"Prepare the horse!" Zhao Lie shouted coldly.

...

The dark clouds pressed against the top, the moonlight appeared and disappeared, the sky seemed extremely depressed and gloomy, the wind was very strong, the flags on the outside of the city were rushing, and the soldiers guarding the city were in full spirit. Although there were constant news of the spy being killed, it could not cause a morale blow to them, because the guard was General Zhao Lie, and any soldier from the Galen Empire had a blind castle against General Zhao Lie.

Zhao Lie is an undefeated myth!

In the city gate near the desert, an elite cavalry was gathering. Zhao Lie rode on a tall horse, holding a bent bow in his hand, and a nine-ring sword with his waist and hips.

Zhao Lie's choice to break through the direction of the Death Desert was a carefully considered choice, because only in this direction the geographical location is flat, which can make the cavalry's speed reach its limit and can quickly escape from the opponent's sniper.

Zhao Lie believed that even if the other party was prepared, he could not stop the sprint of ten thousand cavalry in an instant.

All Zhao Lie needed was four hours back and forth. After he comforted the 500,000 troops outside, he could immediately return to Die City without knowing it.

There was no fire, no military flag, the city gate was quietly opened, and ten thousand cavalrymen were all holding bent bows in their hands, with murderous intent, and no one could block their footsteps. They were the most elite cavalry of the Gallon Empire, their bows were strong and arrows were sharp, and their horses were all the best black horses.

In the open area inside the city gate, ten thousand cavalry had gathered into a storm formation. The moment the city gate opened, ten thousand cavalry rushed out like a tide under the leadership of Zhao Lie. The black light armor, the black bent bow, and the black black horse formed an invincible black torrent. This torrent ran towards the desert at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour...

The earth shook, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The speed of ten thousand cavalry running was extremely terrifying, and the entire city seemed to be shaking.

Zhao Lie felt the cold wind passing by his neck and ears, and his speed brought him a sense of pleasure.

In just a few seconds, this team of 10,000 cavalry was far away from the city, and the heavy city gate was also closed tightly. A hint of pride appeared on the corner of Zhao Lie's mouth. No one could block his torrent of iron armor. If anyone stood in front at this time, he would definitely be shot into a hedgehog and then stepped into a ball of meat paste...

"Diecheng is broken!"

"Diecheng is broken!"

"Zhao Lie and the Emperor escaped!"

"Zhao Lie and the Emperor escaped!"

...

Just as Zhao Lie led 10,000 cavalry to run away, suddenly, a huge fire suddenly rose around Dicheng, and huge waves shouted in the air. Countless cavalry gathered towards Dicheng, and the dense arrow feathers fell towards Dicheng like locusts...
To be continued...