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Chapter 418: Wu Yue¡¯s Struggle for Hegemony: It¡¯s You!

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.    "Where is this?" Yang Zilu looked in front of him. It was dark everywhere, and he didn't know how big this place was.  Yang Zilu found that except for the faint light emitting from the place under her feet, the rest of the place was frighteningly dark.

    Facing Yang Zilu¡¯s questions, there was no answer, no one answered, and there was no reply at all.  I don¡¯t know how old this place is before this situation occurs.

    "Is there anyone there?" Yang Zilu shouted again, louder again.

    No one responded to Yang Zilu, and there was still no reply.  If there was a response, it would probably be silence.  Even though Yang Zilu has gone through a lot so far and has become the founding king of a country, facing such a situation, he can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

    "Haha! Yang Zilu, go to hell!" Suddenly a naked man rushed out of the darkness, holding a dagger dripping with blood in his hand.

    It was the assassin who pretended to be the king of Zheng that day. Yang Zilu just had time to pass this thought, and the dagger dripping with blood was already inserted into his chest.

    "Ugh!" Yang Zilu felt as if she had been electrocuted and numb all over.  "Am I going to die? Or am I going to travel through time? Maybe it's death. There are times when I'm so lucky"

    The assassin let go of the dagger and slowly returned to the darkness. Yang Zilu had no intention of understanding the assassin anymore. The pain was so painful that he could only fall to the ground and look at the endless darkness.

    Suddenly!  With a flash of light, Yang Zilu found that she was actually in mid-air, suspended.  On the enemy below, there were two groups of troops neatly arranged. One group was the Han army that Yang Zilu was familiar with.  The other team Yang Zilu was no stranger to was the Zheng army he was going to conquer this time.  But how did this scene happen?

    Yang Zilu looked down in confusion. He had no memory of the time when the Zheng Army and the Han Army had a field battle.  Facing the overwhelming coalition forces, Zheng Jun had a completely defensive mentality. Even if he wandered near the city gate, he would not dare to do so. It was even said that he was fighting in the field.

    Suddenly, a military chariot appeared among the Han army. Yang Zilu found that the person in the middle was actually herself. But when she looked carefully, she found that it was just a wooden sculpture.  Yang Zilu remembered. He remembered the time when he woke up. Zheng Jun intercepted the Han army, and Hou Xiong and Kui Yang asked him for advice.

    Seeing the wood carvings, the morale of the Han army was greatly shaken, and cheers such as long live, ten thousand victories, gale, etc. continued.  But Zheng Jun was not afraid when he saw the wood carvings. Instead, he laughed loudly and loudly.

    The leader laughed loudly: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Is this Yang Zilu? It's just a wood carving! Oh no! I think this must be Yang Zilu, but it's just Yang Zilu's coffin! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

    "Wood carving! Wood carving!" Zheng Jun soldiers also shouted loudly.

    How was it discovered?  Yang Zilu was a little dumbfounded, so far away?

    The Han soldiers also seemed to have discovered that Yang Zilu was fake, and their morale plummeted.

    Coach Zheng Jun took advantage of the situation and waved the sharp bronze sword in his hand, shouting: "Kill!"

    The Zheng army was like an overwhelming flood, rushing straight towards the Han army.  I don't know if the Han army was stimulated by the wood carvings, but they changed from their usual heroic attitude and collapsed at the first touch. They were not at all as high-spirited as they were under Yang Zilu's half-leadership.

    "No! How could this happen! No!" Yang Zilu looked at the iron army he had built with his own hands, and it was so fragile, and his heart suddenly ached.  What was even more painful was that the army he had worked so hard to build seemed to be completely wiped out.

    "It's like a scientific research result that you worked so hard to produce. If it doesn't shake well, you can still win the Nobel Prize, but suddenly the house catches fire and everything is burned down."  People who have never experienced this kind of pain cannot understand it.

    "My lord, I really owe you my lord! Your lord! I'm here to see you!" Hou Xiong, who was commanding the Chinese army, looked pained when he saw this scene.  As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the sword from his waist and pulled it towards his neck. Immediately, blood surged out like a fountain and splashed out for several feet.

    "I have no choice but to die in battle!" Yu Yang and Mang Gao did not choose to engrave themselves. They rode on war horses, with wide eyes, waving their weapons, and fearlessly ran into the Zheng army's spear array.  More than a dozen Zheng Army soldiers were knocked away, and many of them vomited blood due to internal injuries.  But both Heyang and Manggao inevitably died in the battle. The men and horses were stabbed into a hornet's nest by spears in an instant, and the blood flowed out desperately as if a faucet had been opened.

    "No! How could this happen! No!" Seeing the generals and soldiers who usually followed him and looked at him with admiration, died on the battlefield or died in self-immolation, Yang Zilu felt indescribable sorrow in his heart.  The scene suddenly changed, and Yang Zilu realized that she had arrived in the sky of Daming Palace at some unknown time.  Condescendingly, Yang Zilu also saw Zheng Dan. Zheng Dan was still so heroic,Xiaohu stood next to Zheng Dan.

    But before Yang Zilu could be happy, he realized something was wrong. Both Xiaohu and Zheng Dan were wearing women's armor and looked stern.  Even if the servants and maids around were not wearing armor, they were holding various weapons. Some were even holding sharpened sticks. There was a chilling air flowing in the air.

    "What's going on? How could it be arranged and dressed like this?" A bad premonition flashed through Yang Zilu's heart, and Yang Zilu asked loudly downwards.  "So what happened?"

    No one answered, and none of them seemed to see Yang Zilu's existence, which made Yang Zilu feel even more depressed.

    "Kill!" Suddenly a tsunami-like cry of killing sounded, and overwhelming soldiers poured into the Daming Palace.  Yang Zilu took a closer look and saw that it was the Dongchu Army.

    "No! How could this happen!" Yang Zilu roared like crazy, but the situation did not change.

    "Ha! Ha! Ha! Yang Zilu is already dead. Zheng Dan, Xiao Hu, you don't have to struggle so much! Surrender! I, Shi Qi, will definitely love you! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Shi Qi  Qiu came to the Daming Palace in a chariot, looked at Zheng Dan and Xiaohu and said with a smile.

    "Traitor! Even if my husband is dead, you can never expect us to surrender!" Zheng Dan's face was full of anger, and the sword in his hand was pointed at Shi Qi from a distance.

    "You thief, even if I die, I won't let you get what you want!" Xiaohu's attitude was as determined as Zheng Dan's.

    "Shi Qi! I want you to be cut into thousands of pieces!" Yang Zilu's eyes were blood red. Because of the dagger, the power he lost seemed to have returned to himself.  Yang Zilu waved her limbs wildly, but her waist seemed to be tied with an iron chain and did not move even half a minute.

    "Really? Come and capture them alive! Let me, General, love them well tonight! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Shi Qi faced the scoldings of Zheng Dan and Xiao Hu, and did not take them at all, as if he had already secured the chance of winning.  .  In fact, Shi Qi also had a sure chance of winning. The number of soldiers of the Han army became smaller and smaller as they fought, while the soldiers of the Eastern Chu army were as endless as the sea. No matter how hard they killed, they could not finish them off.

    "Bad guy, I'm here to accompany you!" A flash of determination flashed in Zheng Dan's eyes, and he pulled the sharp sword on his neck, which was as white as jade.

    "No!" Yang Zilu's eyes widened, as if they were about to fly out of their sockets.

    The blood condensed into blood beads in the air, as if the plum blossoms in winter were so poignant.

    "Your Majesty! Little Fox is here to accompany you!" When Little Fox saw Zheng Dan engraved herself, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.  Blood flew into the air again, and Yang Zilu didn't speak this time. There was nothing more sad than death, she was too hurt.

    Suddenly, a blazing fire broke out in the Guanwa Palace. Yang Zilu thought of Xi Shi and he also saw Xi Shi. Xi Shi was dressed in white on the boat, with a satisfied smile on his face.  It makes people unable to believe that this is a woman in the world.

    Facing the raging fire, Xi Shi was not afraid but looked relaxed and murmured: "Husband, Xi Shi is here to accompany you. Don't be anxious, you have to wait for Xi Shi!"

    "No!!!"

    "My lord, my lord, you're awake!" A voice full of surprise sounded.

    Yang Zilu suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar face. The owner of this face was named Mang Gao.

    Although Yang Zilu was angry, she couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.  "Mang Gao, didn't you die in battle?"

    This time it was Mang Gao's turn to be dumbfounded and scratch his head, not knowing what to say.

    "Yang Lang!" Mu Ji cried with joy when she saw Yang Zilu wake up.  These days have been torture for her. Her son in China, Gongzishi, has been poisoned to death by doctors in Dongchu.  Her uncle Mu Ti was sentenced to death and his car was broken into pieces!  Five military chariots tied Muti's head and limbs with their own ropes. When it was time to execute, the five military chariots ran in five different directions at the same time, and the death was extremely tragic.

    His Mu family and the officials and nobles who originally relied on him were also confiscated. Those who were close to him or close by blood were beheaded or chopped in half. Those who were more distant were exiled to desolate places as slaves, and the women were dragged into female households.  branch) female.  For Mu Ji, all this was nothing less than earth-shattering. At this moment, she was no longer an ambitious woman.

    The only person who supports Mu Ji's survival is Yang Zilu, and Yang Zilu alone makes others dislike Mu Ji, a woman from Dongchu.  Okay, it¡¯s okay!  "Yang Zilu knew about Dong Chu's unauthorized deployment of troops, and saw Mu Ji so sad. He only said that when he was away, he was made things difficult for Mang Gao and other thugs several times.

    Hearing Yang Zilu¡¯s words, although Mu Ji still couldn¡¯t stop her tears, she felt much better. She tightly grasped Yang Zilu¡¯s thin palm.

    Yang Zilu turned around and looked at Mang GaoHe said: "I have been in a coma for a few days. Where is this? Daming Palace?"

    Hearing this, Mang Gao immediately angrily talked about what happened in the past few days, including the dangerous situation of the Song Kingdom and the current situation of being surrounded by the Qilu Allied Forces.

    But before Mang Gao finished speaking, he was interrupted by others.  The person who interrupted Mang Gao's words was none other than Hou Xiong, Chen Yin, Can Zhu, and the following Luo Shougang, the commander-in-chief and king of Pu State, Wei Kong's father's brother.

    "Your Majesty!" Seeing Yang Zilu wake up again, Hou Xiong, Chen Yin, and Can Zhu couldn't help crying with joy.

    "Okay, what's the point of crying! I'm not dead yet!" Although Yang Zilu was happy to see that the old minister did not die in the battle, the majesty of a monarch should still be there.

    "Ah! Yes! I am rude, please punish me!" Hou Xiong and the other three people hurriedly knelt down to apologize.

    "Okay, no one understands how you feel, let's forget it this time!" Naturally, Yang Zilu would not really punish them.

    When Luo Shou saw that the emperor and his ministers had finished meeting, he took advantage of the situation and walked up, knelt down to Yang Zilu and said: "My minister, Luo Shou, bows down to the king!"

    Yang Zilu looked at Luo Shou and said kindly: "Very good! Your Pu country is loyal to my great man, and you will never leave me! These people will remember these things firmly. Don't worry, I will be rewarded generously in the future!"  Luo Shou, I will consider the situation and give you a fiefdom, or even make you the king of a country!" "Thank you, Your Excellency!" Luo Shou was overjoyed when he heard this. The first words were fine, but the next words were more important.  It¡¯s different, the king of a country!  No matter how small a country is, it is still the king of the country!  As the saying goes, it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of an ox. If given the opportunity, who wouldn¡¯t want to be such a ¡®chicken head¡¯?

    "Okay, get up!" Yang Zilu was on the bed, holding his hands up.  Although his voice may have sounded weak, it was not even half domineering.

    Although Luo Shou wanted to show his loyalty again, for some reason he couldn't help but put away his little thoughts when he heard Yang Zilu's words, got up obediently, and stood aside.

    Yang Zilu ignored Mang Gao this time and said to Hou Xiong: "Hou Xiong, please tell me in detail what happened these days since I was in coma!"

    Thumbs up!  Hou Xiong responded, organized his words, and was about to speak.

    At this moment, there were soldiers reporting from outside, interrupting what he had not yet said.  "Zuo Sima! Doctor Jiang wants to see you!"

    "Doctor Jiang? I remember that there seems to be no doctor named Jiang in the imperial medical hall?" Yang Zilu was stunned and asked in confusion.

    Hou Xiong immediately explained Yang Zilu¡¯s doubts respectfully.  "Back to the Lord! This Doctor Jiang is the one who saved the Lord, but he is not from an imperial medical clinic, but a traveling doctor."

    Hearing this, Yang Zilu nodded and said: "Let him come in and see you as soon as possible! I have to thank him properly. If it weren't for him, I might have lost my life!"

    I don¡¯t know why, but Hou Xiong and the others looked a little weird when they heard this.  Yang Zilu frowned and asked, "What's wrong? You all look like this!"

    "No! No!" After hearing this, Hou Xiong, Mang Gao, Chen Yin and others hurriedly shook their heads in denial.

    Yang Zilu also made a good guess. Anyway, he believed that Hou Xiong and the others would definitely not harm him.  Especially Mang Gao, even if a mosquito flew over, he would rather be bitten than Yang Zilu.  If there was danger, Mang Gaogeng would use his body to block it without saying a word, so Yang Zilu didn't think there would be any danger.

    Not long after, a beauty in white clothes walked in from outside, with snow-white skin and slender body limbs.  It is like a blooming white lotus, emerging from the mud and unsullied. People dare not desecrate it, but only dare to watch it from a distance.

    "It's you!" Yang Zilu's eyes widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

    "My lord, she is Doctor Jiang!" Hou Xiong added with a smile, but for some reason, his smile looked a little malicious.

    ps: It seems that I can only write 4,000 words today. The 1,000 words I owe will be made up tomorrow!  Sorry, it¡¯s all due to the third update of the new book today. Counting the four thousand words, Mumu¡¯s update today is almost 11,000 words. I hope everyone can understand!
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