"Empress Dowager!" Du Yi's face was gloomy. "I'm just afraid of losing the people's support! If I said that Penglai Island had no reinforcements, then the capital would have been in chaos! My Senior Brother went to Beizhou, and I don't know if he's dead or alive … "
"Oh my god!" Hearing Du Yi's words, Jun Lanxin felt dizzy. "Does the heavens want East Lu to perish?"
"Empress Dowager, I've already sent people to look for Eldest Senior Brother, and I've also sent people to Penglai Island. Don't worry, nothing will happen!"
Although Du Yi said that, he had actually sent people to kill Mi Sha if they found him. He had been oppressed by Mi Sha for so long, and he finally had the chance to vent his anger. How could he let Mi Sha appear and steal his limelight!
"Nothing will happen? You said the same thing when you asked the imperial family to send troops, but what happened in the end? In the end, the imperial family died, and so did the general. Now, East Lu is about to perish, and you're still saying that nothing will happen? How can I not worry about you? If East Lu Country falls, how am I going to face the ancestors of East Lu Country after I die?
Jun Lanxin made a ruckus, and Du Yi was annoyed. He stepped forward and covered her mouth. "Empress Dowager, do you want this to spread and let everyone know that Penglai Island won't help? Do you want the imperial court to be in chaos? You want to die, but I don't! There's nothing to be afraid of that Long Aotian. Give me 20,000 people, and I'll personally lead the troops! "
Hearing Du Yi's words, Jun Lanxin finally calmed down. Du Yi was the second disciple of Penglai Island, and no matter what, he had the ability! In just a moment, Jun Lanxin agreed to Du Yi's request and gave him 20,000 elites of East Lu.
"Master Du Yi, I'll wait for your good news!"
Du Yi led the troops, and Xia Zheng personally saw him off. After drinking Xia Zheng's wine, Du Yi smashed the wine cup on the ground and pointed his horsewhip to the west. "Let's go!" The mighty 20,000 troops followed Du Yi and headed northwest.
Seven days after Du Yi left, two people arrived at the entrance of Yu Chu's imperial palace. The woman was carrying a pale man on her back. "Go, tell your emperor that Penglai Island's eldest disciple, Mi Sha, wants to see him!"
The soldier was just a nobody and had never heard of the name Misha. However, the resounding name "Penglai Island" made him unable to ignore it and immediately went in to report.
Not long after, someone came to greet them. When Xia Xue appeared with Misha on her back, Jun Lanxin and Xia Zheng were stunned by their sorry appearance.
"I'm hungry, get me something to eat first. Also, I need clean clothes to wash up. "Misha sat on a chair, looking exhausted. Without waiting for Xia Zheng to speak, Misha gave the order.
Xia Zheng did not like the feeling of someone ordering him around. It was extremely uncomfortable. However, as Mi Sha was the eldest disciple of Penglai Island and needed Penglai Island's help in many things, Xia Zheng did not express his inner feelings. Instead, he immediately asked the palace servants to make arrangements.
"Hurry up and prepare for Lord Misha! Hurry up! "
"I also want a wheelchair. Mine is broken."
"Yes, yes! Hurry up and get me a wheelchair! "
After taking a bath and eating his fill, Misha sat in his new wheelchair. "I'm going to sleep first. When I wake up, sort out all the information about the frontline and read it when I wake up."
Misha 'swaggered' off to rest, leaving behind a gloomy Xia Zheng.
"Imperial Grandmother, can he really do it? Look at him, could he be a swindler? "After Misha left, Xia Zheng complained to Jun Lanxin. Jun Lanxin smiled when she saw her grandson's aggrieved expression.
"Your Majesty, he is indeed Misha. Don't be fooled by his paralyzed legs, he is very powerful! Now that I have Misha, I can finally rest easy and have a good night's sleep. "
Jun Lanxin, who was previously frightened by Du Yi, finally heaved a sigh of relief after Misha's arrival. With Misha here, as long as he wrote a letter to Penglai Island, Penglai Island would definitely come forward to help them!
Xia Zheng naturally did not know that Du Yi did not invite Penglai Island's disciples. Seeing that Jun Lanxin was speaking up for Misha, Xia Zheng was a little dissatisfied. However, he did not say anything. He just smiled and asked someone to send Jun Lanxin back to the palace. Everything would be decided after Misha woke up.
After Jun Lanxin left, Xia Zheng kicked over the stool in front of him. "Hmph! Who does he think he is? How dare he order me! Who does he think he is? Bastard — "
"If it wasn't for the overall situation, I would have dragged this arrogant bastard out and beheaded him!"
Of course, Xia Zheng could only complain behind his back. Facing the enemy, the only place he could turn to was Penglai Island.
When Misha woke up, it was already night time. After looking at the battle situation, Misha said, "Not good!"
Hearing this, Xia Zheng frowned. "Your Excellency Misha, what do you mean by not good?"
"I mean, I'm afraid that Du Yi's 20,000 people will not return!"
"It can't be —" Xia Zheng frowned. "No matter what, Sir Du Yi is the second disciple of Penglai Island. I believe in his ability …"
Before Xia Zheng finished speaking, someone rushed forward and handed Xia Zheng a battle report.
"Clang —" After reading the contents of the report, Xia Zheng lost his balance and dropped the report on the ground. "Let me see!" Misha reached out his hand. Xia Xue picked up the report and handed it to Misha.
The contents of the report confirmed Misha's words. Du Yi was indeed defeated and was beheaded by Feng Cang.
"It's him again!" Seeing Feng Cang's name, Misha clenched his fist. His left eye also began to ache faintly. This person was indeed capable. Misha had some understanding of Du Yi's ability. During the battle between the two armies, Du Yi was actually defeated by Feng Cang within 100 trillion troops. This Feng Cang was really powerful!
"What should we do? What should we do? "Xia Zheng shouted in panic." He's coming! He's approaching the capital! I don't want to die, I don't want to die! "Xia Zheng muttered, and his expression became flustered.
"No! Someone come, someone come! "
"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"
"Pack up and head south! Quickly get people to pack up and head south! "
Xia Zheng's actions were undoubtedly to abandon the city and flee. Giving up the capital before the battle with Feng Cang, Xia Zheng was probably the first emperor in the history of East Lu to desert the army.
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