Zhang Poyue stepped forward and said, "Notre-Dame's special envoy? When the humans were being hunted down by the barbarians, not only did the Notre-Dame's special envoy not help the humans, he even tried to obstruct them. This kind of special envoy, even if sent by Half-saint, is only fit to be a traitor! As for Ao Xuan, as an ally of the human race, she betrayed us. As a fellow of Wen Xing Long Jue, she offended her superiors and deserved to die! "
Mount Liu's expression was cold as he scolded, "General Zhang, this matter started because of you. You don't even apologize and instead talk nonsense. You're a disgrace to the military! Tomorrow, Old Man will personally submit a memorial to investigate your dereliction of duty in North Wei City! "
"You think I'm afraid of you? Even if you chop off my head tomorrow, I'll still point at your nose and scold you, traitor! Gyeongo's lackey! Traitor of the human race! Your mother is also a servant! "Zhang Poyue actually raised his right hand and pointed at Mount Liu.
After Zhang Poyue finished scolding, the whole place was silent.
Zhang Poyue's name had long since spread to the human race. Even those who weren't from Jingguo knew that he was a reckless and daring person. They called him General Ruffian, but they never thought that he would dare to scold Mount Liu in public, and in such an unpleasant way.
Other things were fine, but "your mother is a maid" could be considered the bottom line of a scholar's scolding. Translated into common words, it was "your mother is a maid." In other words, he was scolding Liu Shan for being the son of a maid.
The human race had a hierarchy, and there was no such thing as polygamy. Instead, there was a system of one wife and many concubines. At most, there could be an additional wife. No matter how good a concubine was, she was inferior to a main wife in every aspect. That was why most of the daughters would rather be the main wife of an ordinary family than a concubine of a rich family.
The status of a servant girl was even lower than a concubine. Even if she had a relationship with her master, it would be difficult for her to obtain a proper status.
This kind of scolding was almost impossible to appear in the mouth of a scholar, and even more so in the mouth of a scholar. Even King Wei of Qi had scolded him like this before.
Mount Liu's expression didn't change, but Mount Liu's subordinates were filled with anger. They all criticized and even cursed back at Zhang Poyue.
Zhang Poyue smiled and picked his ear with his little finger, completely ignoring the curses of the Liu Party.
The scene became extremely chaotic, and no one even cared about what Mount Liu had said.
Not long after, Mount Liu snorted softly and stopped everyone's cursing. He said, "If this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, Jingguo will not be at peace. This prime minister … "
Before Mount Liu could finish his words, a pitch-black smoke suddenly emerged from behind Fang Yun. It rose vertically like a beacon, and finally condensed into a huge ancient city of black smoke a thousand feet in the air.
There were two words engraved on the gate of the ancient city.
All of them.
At the same time, endless shouts came from Fengdu City, interrupting Mount Liu's words.
"Kill …"
Everyone looked at the Fengdu City above Fang Yun's head in shock. They saw countless human soldiers formed by black smoke flying out of Fengdu City. They became bigger and bigger, and finally became the size of a normal person.
Some of the generals at the front were wearing scholarly uniforms and riding on war horses. They looked majestic and awe-inspiring as they pointed their swords at Mount Liu.
"That appearance … Isn't that Li Yusheng, the Grand Secretary who was angered by Mount Liu and died of depression?"
"Isn't that Wang Yuanwang, the Grand Secretary who died a few years ago? Back then, the army he led had to retreat because Mount Liu delayed the delivery of the supplies. He personally led ten thousand elites to cover the retreat, and in the end, he died together with four Hanlin Academy scholars! "
"That is … Brother Yuanhuai …" Zhang Poyue's eyes turned red. Among the four Hanlin Academy scholars who died in the battle, one of them was his old friend.
The civil and military officials of Jingguo looked at the familiar faces. Some of them were sad, some of them had tears in their eyes, some of them were gritting their teeth, and some of them looked ashamed …
Without exception, these people were all Jingguo soldiers who had died in the battle in recent years!
More and more soldiers came out of the black fog. In the end, the Fengdu Necropolis suddenly exploded. Thick smoke billowed and turned into soldiers one after another.
Soon, not only the Jingguo generals called out the names of the soldiers in the black fog, but even the scholars from other countries recognized some of them. They were all soldiers who had died in the battle against the demons and barbarians in the Saint Origin World!
As more and more soldiers appeared, new soldiers appeared. Few people at the scene recognized them. Only those scholars who had been to the Two World Mountain before could recognize them.
The number of soldiers in the black fog continued to increase.
After a few breaths, the sky above the millions of soldiers thirty miles away from Ning An City was filled with hundreds of millions of soldiers in the black fog!
Scholars, Grand Secretaries, Hanlin Academy scholars, Jinshi …
All the humans who had died in the battle against the demons and barbarians seemed to have turned into ghosts at this moment and floated in the sky.
They looked like dark clouds in the sky, like splashed ink painting.
Every figure in the black fog seemed to be light as a feather, but when they formed up in the sky, they seemed to be able to crush the world!
Loud military music seemed to be playing in the sky. It was solemn and powerful.
Hundreds of thousands of black flags fluttered among the army of black fog.
The faces of the soldiers in the black fog were a little blurry. Their expressions were stiff, but their killing intent was overwhelming!
The clouds in the Saint Origin World were torn apart.
Everyone seemed to remember the poem that Fang Yun had given to Mount Liu before he left.
How does it feel to behead someone today?
It's hard to start a business, but there are hundreds of battles.
I'll go to the spring terrace to summon my old subordinates.
Hundreds of thousands of flags to slay the King of Hell!
Fang Yun has gone to the underworld to summon the souls of the humans who had died in the battle!
The humans outside Ning An City looked at the heroic souls. It was as if they could see the fierce battle, the shrill screams, the broken corpses, and the indomitable will and determination to never give in.
The humans would win!
Even if they died, they had no regrets!
Fang Yun lowered his head slightly. The people of Ning An City lowered their heads. The entire army lowered their heads. Ao Huang lowered their heads. Niu Shan lowered his head. The civil and military officials lowered their heads. The Empress Dowager lowered her head. The officials of Mount Liu's faction lowered their heads.
Only the heroic souls could not be blasphemed!
Mount Liu held his head high and puffed out his chest.
Once he lowered his head, his Sage Dao would crumble.
Three breaths later, Fang Yun raised his head. His gaze fell on Mount Liu's eyes.
In those weather-beaten eyes, there was no sky. There was only the reflection of the heroic souls.
Fang Yun blinked.
"Kill!"
Billions of soldiers suddenly swooped down, their swords pointed at Mount Liu.
Mount Liu's face suddenly turned green and black. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Mount Liu gritted his teeth and stretched out his right hand. His palm rushed toward the billions of heroic souls.
Some people instinctively took defensive actions. When Fang Yun died in the Bloodlight Realm, they had besieged Mount Liu. Mount Liu had stretched out his right hand. As a Dao Enforcer, he had used the power left to him by the Zong Sheng.
Now, everyone knew that the Zong Sheng had personally written the word "seal" on Mount Liu's right hand.
One breath later, nothing happened.
The golden word "seal" did not appear on Mount Liu's right hand.
Mount Liu's face instantly turned yellow.
This had not happened since Mount Liu became a child.
Billions of heroic souls gathered in one place. Like a flood, they passed through Mount Liu's body and then dissipated like smoke.
An invisible force rose from Mount Liu's body and then disappeared.
Jingguo's national fate was completely taken away.
The hearts of the people were cut off from him forever.
Then, an invisible force descended on his body.
Jingguo's national fate was seen as an enemy!
"Pfft …"
Mount Liu spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared blankly ahead.
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