Chapter 1285 Tears

When most of the sun leaped into the sky, the imperial carriage finally arrived at the top of the mountain under the attention of the crowd.

On the Temple of Heaven, the flames in the huge bronze tripod were burning vigorously.

The tripod is a heavy weapon. The ancient emperor cast the tripod to suppress the mountains and rivers of China in order to ensure the eternal stability of the country.

Although such a beautiful vision has not been realized, even if the tripod is used to suppress, when the system is corrupt and people's hearts change, the dynasty is constantly reincarnated, but the tradition of using the tripod as a sacrificial vessel has been passed down.

At the foot of the mountain, there are 200,000 troops, and on the mountain, there are civil and military officials. Zhao Sheng, Zhao Xiang, and Zhang Huang'er are in the middle. Everyone is watching at this moment. Zhao Cheng walks step by step along the steps to the highest point.

Even if he is only the king of Nanhuang now, not the king of the world, once he is established as a king, it means that he is no longer a scattered soldier, but a king recognized by heaven and earth. No matter what happens in the future, even if the king's career suddenly becomes empty tomorrow, this is also a stroke that can never be erased in history books.

He joined the army at the age of ten, was trapped in the mountains at the age of sixteen, and now, in just a few years, less than twenty, he has already established his own system and become a king. This is undoubtedly a legendary career unprecedented in ancient and modern times.

Wei Ye, who was mixed in the military officers, was more excited than ever at this moment. He had followed Zhao Cheng very early. Although he was still guarding Lianshan now, his official position was constantly rising.

And he was also a witness to Zhao Cheng's legend in the past few years. From the beginning, a group of people were chased by Wu Yuan and were at their wits' end, to now, the South Wasteland bowed down and the world was not far away. With all these changes and encounters, the fear of life and death, to the glory of the five-colored horse and the thousand-gold fur, his life's honor and disgrace have long been deeply tied to the man who is striding forward in front of him.

Unconsciously, he was already in tears.

Thinking back to when he joined the army, his old mother at home just asked him to live well, and did not want him to make any achievements.

Then he thought of the dangers of war. He started as a soldier and brushed shoulders with death many times. At that time, he never thought about his future, let alone that he would be so prominent today.

Those emotions brewed in his heart and finally settled. At the end, they just turned into a feeling of dying for his confidant.

"Cough cough cough!"

In Yingtian City, Wu Qi woke up with a cough, barely sat up, and took a few breaths in a row. Only then did he feel better.

Looking at the sky outside for a long time, he suddenly remembered that today was the day for Zhao Cheng to establish a system and become king.

It is said that building high walls, storing up food, and becoming king slowly. The reason for becoming king slowly is that in troubled times, whoever becomes king first will become the target of public criticism. Not only will the court come to fight you, but even those heroes will give priority to fighting you. Fighting you will not only have a reputation, but also a territory to take.

But the current situation of the Yingtian Army is that there is no need to delay the declaration of kingship. As an old subordinate of Huang Tian, ​​the Yingtian Army is fundamentally irreconcilable with the imperial court. Whether it is a king or not actually has little impact. On the contrary, the sooner it is declared king, the sooner the system is established, the more united the officials and military officials under its command will be, and the faster the people under its rule will return to their hearts.

If it does not declare itself a king, it will always give people the feeling of being a scattered soldier.

All strategies in the world change with the times, and there is no absolute golden rule.

"Wang Nanhuang, the vision of the ancestors of the Wu family has finally been achieved."

Wu Qi murmured. Although he had already accepted his fate, at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a strong emotion in his heart.

Half a year ago, he was defeated outside Wucheng. Although he vomited blood, he still had some foundation in his body and had a good martial arts. Therefore, he did not die on the spot, but was captured.

After being captured, Zhao Cheng did not kill him. Instead, he sent the Wu family relatives who had been captured before to Wu Qi.

Of course, these Wu family members were the kind who had never done evil. Those who had a history of bullying men and women were beaten and killed at that time.

After a period of time, Li Tonghai came to lobby again, but he asked Wu Qi to redeem himself and open a class to teach military tactics.

If it was the moment he was captured, Wu Qi would definitely have the intention to die, but during this period of time, he enjoyed family life, and was discouraged and his ambitions were in vain. The two thousand Taiping Camp not only defeated the three coalition forces, but also defeated Wu Qi's fighting spirit.

After his fighting spirit was defeated, he cared more about his family affection.

And Li Tonghai's lobbying was not complicated. You don't want to live, but you have to consider your descendants. If you surrender, your descendants will also be abandoned by darkness and surrender to light. Although they were enemies before, they are no longer enemies after surrendering.

Otherwise, your descendants will be the descendants of traitors forever. Although they can survive, they will never be able to turn over. The guilt on their bodies may not be washed away for hundreds of generations.

After such a strong statement, Wu Qi finally compromised.

Such a man of iron will, who was not afraid of death at all, and whose mind was as firm as iron, even if his whole family died, he would fight to the death with Zhao Cheng, but he chose to kneel down.

This was something that he could not imagine in the past when he was proud of his life.

During this period of time, he sometimes thought that perhaps the real Wu Qi had already died in the war that night, and the one who survived was another person.

"Grand ambitions and lofty aspirations spread their wings, and several happy dreams, from the beginning, they are all empty dreams..."

Wu Qi murmured.

In the past, whenever he woke up, waiters would come forward to serve him, but now, he has nothing. All his wealth and glory are gone, and even his wife has to rely on weaving to supplement the family income.

But he knew that for him, as a defeated general, to have such an ending, Zhao Cheng was already as magnanimous as the sea.

As of now, he no longer has any great ambitions. He only wants to spend the remaining time to accumulate some achievements for future generations, so that the lives of future generations will be easier, and his life will never be touched. My wife can feel more relaxed after she leaves.

The former lion was gone long ago, and all that existed now was just a domestic dog, but Wu Qi was somewhat content with it.

"Wang Nanhuang, Wang Nanhuang..."

Wu Qi muttered, and unknowingly, perhaps because of the pain in his body, he fell into a deep sleep again.

This time, he had a dream. In the dream, he fought for thousands of miles and conquered thousands of miles. After several years of fighting, he finally unified the southern wilderness and realized his lifelong ideal. However, the good times did not last long. Not long after, he was captured by Cao Cao. What is right is defeated.

Later, he died of illness, and Wu Yuan turned to Cao Zheng.

From the beginning, it was empty again.

The king's career is too difficult, and there are so many heroes in the world. Even in a dream, the courage of his Wu family is only enough to carry a Southern Wilderness.

Unknowingly, tears had wet the pillow towel.