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Chapter 1425 Black Martial Transformation(1/2)

Heiwu, Xingcheng.

More than 100,000 troops entered Star City from outside the city. Although some of these soldiers seemed to be distressing, they were about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the real veterans were only about half.

Nowadays, almost all the war-going soldiers in the Black Martial Empire are arranged on the front line of Luojia Lake, using the most elite army to block the most terrifying enemies. At this point, the Black Martial Arts has not made any mistakes.

Yuan Fuji was riding a snow-white war horse, surrounded by his generals. When he returned to Star City, he was a little proud. He knew that he could not be proud and had to be more cautious and prepared. However, suddenly he became the most powerful person in this thousand-year empire. How could he not be proud?

He still wants to be proud all the time.

Calculate the time, it was not long since Xin Fengyue made himself emperor. Although he had not yet been promoted to emperor, he was truly in power.

Many nobles welcomed him back outside the city gate. This time he defeated another enemy. How can I say that there are still so many people in Heiwu who want to be emperors now, which makes people ridiculous.

However, what is even more ridiculous is that God knows that anyone who declares himself emperor will have trouble following him. Is the people so easy to deceive?

It's really easy to cheat.

For example, the opponent that Yuan Fuji just defeated this time is of course also a nobleman. Yuan Fuji still calculated that he was the brother-in-law of the brother-in-law of the queen of the former Khan Emperor.

No matter how long Xin Fengyue sat on the throne, he was qualified, so he was considered a serious Khan Emperor. As for Aoki and Liao Killing Wolf, Yuan Fuji did not count it at all. Those two were jokes at most, and they were more like clowns.

The Khan Emperor before Xin Fengyue was rich and beautiful. No matter whether she defected or not, and she was a woman, her throne was recognized by the Sect leader of Jianmen. According to the rules that the Black Martial Empire lasted for so many years, the Khan Emperor who recognized his status by Jianmen was legal.

The Emperor of Khan is Kuoke against Sampru, and the Emperor of Khan is Sambulu's elder brother, Kuoke against Wanlie.

The person who raised his troops to resist Yuan Fuji this time was the brother-in-law of Queen Wanlie's younger brother-in-law, and the relationship between the nobles of the Black Martial Empire was so complicated.

A baron announced the establishment of the Ghost Moon Empire, but hundreds of thousands of people responded, and established a mixed army of but claimed to be 200,000. He also claimed that he would conquer Xingcheng within a month to execute Yuanxu.

Originally, such an opponent, Yuan Fuji, had no need to lead his army to fight in person, but now is the time when he needs to establish his prestige the most, so he personally led a large army to fight, and took a month to send the Ghost Moon Empire into the history book, and executed the Ghost Moon Empire emperor who had reigned for one month.

When he returned to Xingcheng again, the nobles of Xingcheng had to admit his status.

Surrounded by the crowd, Yuan Fuji returned to the palace. From beginning to end, he had a kind smile on his face and a kind word in his mouth. He knew very well how exclusionary Guiyueren was and how much he looked down on people from other races.

The Black Martial Empire is very strict, and the most noble one is the Guiyue people. The tribes that defected from the grassland to the Black Martial Arts belong to the third-class ethnic group. The tribes of the Guiyue Eighth tribe are naturally first-class ethnic groups. Other Black Martial Empires originally belong to the second-class ethnic group, and the Bohai people have the lowest status.

Maybe it’s because the people in Bohai look too much like the people in Ning.

A person from a third-class ethnic group, Yuan Fuji, is now sitting on the throne of Emperor Khan. The reason why he has not announced his proclaiming emperor is because he is worried that it will cause a large-scale rebellion. He calls himself the Regent. In order to appease the people, he even insists that the Queen Qinse was not treason but was kidnapped by Ningren, and the reason why she was abducted was entirely because of the betrayal of the Sect leader of the Jianmen, Xin Fengyue.

He told the world that Xin Fengyue framed Qinse in order to establish himself as emperor. He witnessed it with his own eyes and said that he was constantly negotiating with Ningguo, hoping to welcome Her Majesty the Queen back.

It is precisely because of such a series of operations that he can firmly sit in the position of regent.

For the Guiyue people, Yuanfuji's attitude can satisfy their self-deception. Yuanfuji does not call himself emperor but also respects Qinse as the queen. Then the Black Martial Empire is still the Guiyue people instead of Yuanfuji. This kind of mentality of covering the ears and stealing the bell is actually impossible for the Guiyue people.

They do not have a strong candidate to fight against the Yuansui Machinery for the time being, and both sides are trying their best to maintain this weak balance.

Because both sides knew very well that the Black Martial Arts at this moment was the Chu State during the chaotic period of the Central Plains.

In the civil turmoil of Chu, the country collapsed, and the country suffered. The Black Martial Empire had gone south more than once to seize the Central Plains. At that time, for the people of the Central Plains, the Black Martial Arts were tigers and wolves.

At this moment, Ningren is also a tiger or wolf to the black warrior.

Ningguo's northern border troops are eyeing

Greedy, once the black warriors themselves leaked their flaws, they would definitely sweep north like a hurricane.

If the Black Martial Arts really destroyed the country, where would there be any nobles? The Ningren must be the first to suppress the nobles.

So when they have no choice, they can only choose to support meta-auxiliary machines.

In the hall, Yuan Fuji's hand gently touched the handrail of the throne. He was already sitting in this seat, but he was missing the most perfect title. How great would it be if the king was changed to the emperor.

"Prince."

Prime Minister Jie Ma Su looked at Yuan Fuji's face and lowered his voice and said, "Now the civil strife is about to calm down, it's time to think about what's next."

"Next?"

Yuan Fuji closed his eyes and said with a deep smile: "I have already thought about what I want to do next."

As the prime minister elected by Guiyue nobles, Ma Su was of course wary of Yuan Fuji, but for the sake of the Black Martial Empire, he had to assist Yuan Fuji to the greatest extent.

"Get me some meat."

Yuan Fuji opened his eyes, smiled and said, "I just came back from the battle. Don't urge me to do anything. Everything should be done is in my head. You should let me have a full meal first."

“Yes Yes Yes”

Jie Masu immediately turned around and ordered: "Supply the prince!"

Two moments later, Yuan Fuji, who was eating voraciously, grabbed a handkerchief and wiped the oil from his mouth, poured the last glass of wine into his stomach, and the expression on his face was only satisfied.

"It turns out that eating is the most enjoyable thing for people."

He wiped the handkerchief and threw it away, looking at Jie Masu: "Is there any news about Pu Yue?"

Jie Ma Su said: "Mr. Puyue had already gone to Ningguo before the prince led his army to fight. There is no new news yet. He said he would bring back the Ningguo firearms."

"Firearm"

Yuan Fuji's mind saw the powerful thing that Ning Ren used on the battlefield, which was something that changed the balance between Ning Ren and Black Martial Arts. How did the Qilie Army, which had amazing combat power, be defeated by Ning Ren?

When the Qilie Army charged, the future was facing the overwhelming rockets. The Qilie Army, which claimed to be invincible in the world, had to retreat without even rushing to Ningren, and suffered heavy losses.

"I hope he can bring it back."

Yuanfuji said something.

Jie Ma Su was silent for a while and said, "Not long ago, the people from Jianmen sent someone to send a memorial."

Yuan Fuji asked: "What did you say?"

"There are people from all over the Jianmen who are willing to respect the prince as the lord of the Black Martial Empire, and they also say that they are willing to continue to fulfill the sacred mission of the Jianmen and will select a respected elder to hold a crowning ceremony for the prince."

"Ha ha ha ha"

Yuan Fuji couldn't help laughing.

Xin Fengyue's disciples were actually the first to stand up and express their support for him. He laughed loudly, but he knew that this was not ridiculous. This was the lowest status in the history of Jianmen. Without the sect leader, the great sword master was basically completely lost. Even Puyue didn't know why he ran to Ningguo who else could he rely on at this time?

"Prime Minister, then how do you think I should reply to Jianmen's request?"

Yuanfu Ji asked.

Jie Ma Su said: "That is indeed the unique sacred mission of Jianmen from ancient times to the present, but has the Sword Gate reached a time when it shouldn't exist? Her Majesty the Queen is still in the hands of Ningren, but they are thinking about treason. I think the prince should know what to do."

Yuan Fuji didn't believe Jie Masu would stand on his side. He stood up: "I want to go to Jianmen to see him. Are the Prime Minister interested in coming with him? Forget it, let all the civil and military officials in the court and all the lords and nobles in the city go to Jianmen to see him. I'll give you a satisfactory explanation."

Jie Masu smiled and nodded and said, "It just happened that nothing happened, so let's go with the prince to check it out. I will also call all the nobles to go and check it out."

Yuan Fuji's mouth raised the corners, of course he knew very well that these Ghost Moon people would not dare to let him have too much entanglement with Jianmen.

One hour later, the sword gate and the sword altar.

The sword altar is an altar, ten feet high and dozens of feet in a radius. In the past, when the heart of Fengyue walked onto the sword altar, the disciples of the sword gate would be kneeling down. They kowtowed devoutly, and Fengyue was indeed a god-like existence in the center of their hearts.

Yuan Fuji ordered all the disciples of the Sword Sect to gather under the sword altar. He slowly walked to the edge of the sword altar and looked at the white snow-covered disciples of the Sword Sect below, feeling that vanity was about to be full of things.

When you get enough, your status is the most direct.

Money can satisfy vanity, but it is absolutely not as great, obvious and straightforward as the satisfaction that a person brings.

In the past, how could these arrogant disciples of the Sword Sect take people from a third-class ethnic group seriously?

Not only the people from Jianmen have arrived, Yuan Fuji ordered that all the civil and military officials of the Black Martial Empire must come, because he is going to announce something very important here today. All the nobles are waiting for this moment. The Jianmen is indeed a thing of the past.

"I know what you are afraid of."

Yuan Fuji's eyes swept across the disciples of the Sword Sect. A thought began to become more and more restless in his heart. He could hardly control his agitation. His heart was boiling, and his blood was also boiling.

"You hope to get my protection, right?"

Yuan Fuji smiled and pointed his hand at the civil and military officials sitting there on the other side: "But do you know, what do they want me to do today? They hope I can order the Sword Gate to be slaughtered without leaving any one."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, all the civil and military officials and nobles over there could no longer sit still.

"I am just a guy from a third-class ethnic group in your eyes. He is not worthy of your noble bloodline at all. You are just using me to stabilize the situation for the time being."

Yuan Fuji shrugged: "Just yesterday I was thinking about you, I also use you, everyone knows it, but they still have to face it with a smile. We are all constantly accumulating strength in secret. I want to be the real master. How do you want to get rid of me and change another master?"

Yuan Fuji looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect: "So you are victims. If I want to continue to get the support of all the nobles and adults, I must get rid of you. It will be great to destroy them. Because in the past, you were too powerful and your heart was still there, you would not leave any face for these nobles and masters. Now, they will kill you all."

"These lords and nobles forced me to come with a large army, and they destroyed you all in the near future and let the sword gate disappear. I can't refuse, but I think you have a way to refuse."

The disciples of the Jianmen had all stood up, their faces full of anger.

"Do you still have a sword in your hands?"

Yuanfuji asked loudly.

The disciples of the Sword Sect all looked down at the sword in their hands.

"Kill."

Yuan Fuji looked at the nobles and civil and military officials: "This world is so straightforward, cruel and direct. If you don't kill those who want to kill you, then you will become corpses."

"kill!"

The people from the Jianmen suddenly rushed out and surrounded the nobles in an instant.

There were murderers everywhere and wailing everywhere. Yuan Fuji sat down on the sword altar, his legs swaying there. He pulled out a bag of oil paper from his clothes and opened it. It was left with the meat left before.
To be continued...
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