589: C589 Second Prince Hu Pi

C589 Second Prince Hu Pi

Hu Jianlong's cruel voice had just sounded when another blade wearing guard came in from outside the hall with large strides.

Ten armed guards with sabers, with powerful auras in total, captured all five people, including the Minister of Rites, Wei Long.

Inside the palace, Hu Jianlong's face was filled with killing intent.

The civil and military officials of the imperial court were pale.

It was only now that everyone realized that Hu Jianlong was not just an emperor.

In the previous year, he took the lead and swallowed all of the small nations around the Shang Country.

The number of people he personally killed exceeded a million!

"Tyrant" was not enough to describe him.

He was an emperor, but also a murderer.

If the Infernal King wanted to kill someone, who would dare to stop him?

"Your Majesty, spare me!"

"Mercy, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, this subject is innocent …"

Minister of Revenue Bao An, Minister of Rites Wei Long, and numerous other ministers who had been escorted away, were howling in fear.

They were begging Hu Jianlong to let them go.

Even if they pleaded for Bao An, they wouldn't die.

But Hu Jianlong's killing intent was already dead.

His gaze was vicious as he watched the five ministers being dragged out of the hall.

Even when the ministers shouted and begged for mercy, they did not even bat an eye.

Minister of Revenue Bao An, Minister of Rites Wei Long and five other officials were pulled out.

In the imperial court, the remaining civil officials and military generals were completely silent.

They did not dare to raise their heads again and say a single word, afraid that they would enrage Hu Jianlong and be ordered to kill him if they were not careful.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with the sorrow of a dying fox.

Within the palace.

After the five ministers were pulled down, Hu Jianlong regained some of his rationality.

However, his eyes were as vicious as ever, causing every official to feel a chill down their spine.

Hu Jianlong's gaze swept across the civil servants and generals, and finally landed on Minister of War.

That beast like gaze was extremely vicious, causing Tang Hua's body to tremble, and beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead.

"Tang Hua, how many troops are left in my Shang Country?"

Hu Jianlong asked.

Hearing that it was only asking about the number of troops, Tang Hua heaved a sigh of relief. Then, carefully, he turned to Hu Jianlong and said: "Your Majesty. I still have thirty thousand soldiers and horses at the western pass of the Shang Country. At the foot of the Devil Cliff Mountain in the north, I also have thirty thousand soldiers and horses. The rest of the provinces, each one has about ten thousand soldiers and horses, a total of about one hundred and sixty thousand. "

After hearing from Tang Hua that there were only a hundred and sixty thousand soldiers in the entire Shang Country, Hu Jianlong's face became gloomy.

A few months ago, his Shang Country still had the Shang Country of a million strong soldiers, but now, he actually only had this little strength left.

With such a small amount of troops, it was obviously impossible for them to fight against the Xia Country Army which had an imposing aura that was like a rainbow.

If this was the past, it would be akin to striking a stone with an egg.

Hu Jianlong's face was gloomy, his tiger eyes swept across the officials and soldiers of the imperial court, and said: "My Yan Pingzhou still has ninety thousand soldiers and horses to use. "That would amount to two hundred and fifty thousand soldiers and horses."

"Tang Hua, I order you to immediately transfer all your troops to Yunkun City and to recruit two hundred and fifty thousand new soldiers within three days! I want to form another army of five hundred thousand. "

"There are still five hundred thousand soldiers' food and equipment. I also want you to finish preparing them within three days." "No matter what methods are used, I want to see them in three days."

Hearing that, Hu Jianlong had to gather another 500,000 soldiers and horses, as well as food and equipment.

The civil and military officials of the imperial court were all shocked.

Was he going to fight to the death with the Xia Country Army?

However, compared to the shock of the other ministers, Minister of War was bitter.

Not long ago, he had gathered four hundred and fifty thousand men in Ying Mountain Prefecture and the nearby prefectures.

Now, where to go, gather so many more people, and gather them all again in three days?

In addition, how could the food and equipment used by the army of 500,000 be ready in three days?

This was an impossible task.

However, he had no choice but to agree.

Because he knew that if he said that he would not be able to collect them, he would be executed just like the other two officials.

At this moment, he could only pray that he could finish the mission on time.

As for the rations they had gathered, there was no need for any accidents to occur. They had been hijacked.

Tang Hua's forehead was covered in sweat, his heart was filled with incomparable fear, yet he still faced Hu Jianlong and said: "Your Majesty. This official will do his best to gather troops and horses. But now, the First Prince had been captured, and Xun Zilin had died in battle. Who will be the commander-in-chief, who will lead the troops to war?! "

Hu Jianlong's dignified tiger eyes swept across all the generals, and asked: "Which one of you is willing to be the commander, to fight Sunn Bin?!"

"This …"

The generals were sweating profusely; none of them dared to do so.

In a few days, almost all of the five hundred and fifty thousand strong army had perished.

He'd annihilated four hundred and fifty thousand men without spending a single soldier.

To Sunn Bin, the advisor of their Xia Country, they could only fear him and would definitely not dare to fight him.

They even felt that if they went, they would die.

Whether it was the Great General Zhou Zhikun, or the retreating enemy, Xun Zilin was an example of what had happened previously.

"Your Majesty, your subordinate is willing to fight!"

Old General Ma Shuming raised his head and asked Hu Jianlong to submit.

Hu Jianlong's eyes lit up, but when he saw Ma Shuming's aged appearance, he shook his head.

Ma Shuming was already over seventy years old, and with his appearance, he could die on a horse at any time.

Looking at the submissive generals around him, Hu Jianlong laughed miserably.

Such a large Shang Country was actually useless now.

Even if the five hundred thousand strong army were to be gathered, no one would be able to lead their men to war!

Hu Jianlong became even more furious. He was just about to say that he wanted Ma Shuming to be his personal bodyguard and let him be his deputy general. Then, he would punish these military generals who did not dare to fight.

Suddenly, the voice of a young man sounded from outside the palace hall.

"Father, this battle, I'll go!"

A vigorous voice sounded out.

Everyone turned their heads.

At the entrance of the great hall, there was a young man who looked quite similar to Hu Jianlong.

He wore the clothes of a prince and approached in large strides.

The young man was full of energy.

He did not exude a strong aura, but gave off a feeling of unfathomability.

Upon seeing this young man, the eyes of all the civil and military officials lit up.

Because, this was the Flying Second Prince.

Hu Rann!

Second Prince Hu Ran was a powerhouse who had returned from the King Sect.

No one knew the exact cultivation level of this Prince Hu Rann.

However, everyone had heard that Hu Rann, who had just returned from learning King Sect, was invincible throughout the entire Shang Country.

No one was his match.

Even the number one expert of Shang Country and the great elder of Cold Sword Sect had all been defeated by Hu Rann in the end.

Some guessed that his actual cultivation had already reached the level of a peak Martial King.

He's the real number one in Shang Country!

Furthermore, not only did Hu Rann possess a strong cultivation, he also had extraordinary intelligence.

He was familiar with the military books, speculating on schemes, leading troops into war, and he could do anything.

He had always been the emperor Hu Jianlong, and was the most satisfied with his successor. If it wasn't for this prince, he would never have expressed his desire for the throne.

Hu Jianlong had made him the crown prince of Shang Country long ago.

Hu Rann rarely came to the imperial court.

His appearance shocked the entire imperial court.2

And his words caused everyone's hearts to tremble.

Hu Rann's eyes were narrow and long, and his gaze was sharper than Hu Jianlong's.

He strode forward like a dragon or tiger until he arrived at the center of the great hall.

Facing Royal Father Hu Jianlong who was in front of him, he did not even kneel down, but bowed slightly and said: "Royal Father, let your son be the commander. Your son will definitely kill Sunn Bin and tame my Great Shang Country. I want all of the Xia Country who invaded my Shang Country to leave no one alive! "

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