Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

Even if it is only a flash in the pan, I will never regret it!

When King Zhou Yong said these eight words, the corners of his mouth raised and a smile appeared on his face.

This kind of smile is arbitrary and reckless.

"I can't guarantee that you can survive..."

Zhou Zheng felt a little distressed. He looked at the white-haired old man in front of him and choked up when he said this.

According to seniority, King Yong of Zhou is his uncle, his real uncle!

In terms of relationship, he is Zhou Ping's father and the last closest relative among his brothers.

In terms of hierarchy, they were the monarch and his subject, and King Zhou Yong was an absolutely loyal subject, whom Zhou Zheng had followed since he was a crown prince.

But it is just such a person. It is neither reasonable nor moral that he should be allowed to take risks and he should be allowed to enjoy his old age.

But Zhou Zheng also had no choice!

Now he only has two forces that can truly affect the imperial court and the five ancient families.

One of them is the Zhenbei Army of King Zhenbei.

The second is the elite troops in the fiefdom of King Yong of Zhou.

At the beginning, when Zhou Zheng let King Zhou Yong take over the fiefdom, he never thought that the current situation would occur. However, in the current situation, he had no choice but to use King Zhou Yong.

"In my life, I have enjoyed the most glorious life, and I have been a high-ranking official. I have also trained Zhou Ping, who can help prosper the family."

"No regrets in life or death, no regrets in this life!"

King Zhou Yong looked up and smiled, without a trace of panic or worry in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, you can choose to refuse."

Zhou Zheng slapped his lips lightly, but this sentence made King Zhou Yong shake his head.

"This king also wants to be arrogant for once. This king also wants to be willful for once."

Looking at Zhou Zheng, who was a head taller than him, King Zhou Yong smiled heartily.

He knew better than anyone that if it wasn't for the last resort, Zhou Zheng wouldn't risk his life and come all the way here to find him.

He used to be cowardly, compromising, and even gave up his dignity and ability, just to live in seclusion.

But the fact is that people who deserve to die will die.

Decades of youth, former high spirits, and former unparalleled talent were all wasted because of his own reasons.

Looking back on the past, King Yong of Zhou felt quite regretful.

Right now, he wanted to be willful for once and live for himself.

Be it money or profit, these are all passing clouds to King Yong of Zhou.

This time, he wanted to pursue something, that thing was called, fame!

He knew that he could not be remembered for centuries, could not leave a name for eternity, could not be immortal, but so what? !

He just wanted his name to leave a mark in history.

Now, with a mortal body and in his twilight years, if he could go head-to-head with the five ancient families, he would have no regrets regardless of winning or losing.

Regardless of success or failure, I have been brave at once.

You know, looking around the world, throughout history, there are only a few people who are qualified to stand against the five great ancient families!

King Zhou Yong knew very well that this time he would attack directly into Kyoto.

The purpose is to get the five great ancient families to take action.

Being able to achieve this is already a great achievement in life.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the opportunity!"

"Even if I die, I will not fail in my mission!"

Hold your head high, chest out, and look determined.

As for Zhou Zheng’s so-called refusal, King Zhou Yong shook his head. This time, he was extremely sure.

"Have you ever heard a word, Your Majesty?"

King Zhou Yong raised his head, exhaled the foul air from his chest, and smiled slowly.

"What sentence?!"

Zhou Zheng frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"The old man is brave and has great ambitions!"

"In his old age, the martyrs are full of ambition!"

Buzz! ! !

King Zhou Yong's firm words, with their soaring heroic spirit, made Zhou Zheng a little dazed for a moment.

He clenched his fists, then stepped back three steps, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to King Zhou Yong!

This bow represents Zhou Zheng's admiration and gratitude for King Zhou Yong.

This bow represents Zhou Zheng's recognition and respect for King Zhou Yong.

From now on, the name of King Zhou Yong will resound throughout the world and will go down in history!

This time, King Zhou Yong stood quietly in place. He was not frightened by Zhou Zheng's bow, nor did he feel panicked or disrespectful.

He nodded and smiled, and when he looked up, there was a hint of moisture in his eyes.

It turns out that there are things in this world that are more important than life and death.

It turns out that there is really not much meaning in just living a miserable life.

It turns out that life and death are determined by fate, but sacrifice is priceless!

This bow meant that King Yong of Zhou was determined to die.

He is worthy of Zhou Zheng's trust, and will be worthy of Zhou Zheng's bow today.

"Within the fiefdom, there are 300,000 soldiers and 100,000 elite troops."

"In three days, I will go to the capital to support the king!"

"Wherever you go, if there are those who try to stop you, kill them. If there are those who try to seduce you, kill them. If there are those who give up halfway, kill them!"

"I will not stop until we enter the capital!"

This is the promise that King Zhou Yong made to Zhou Zheng, and also the promise that King Zhou Yong made to himself.

"Unless 300,000 of our men are killed, unless 100,000 of our elite troops are annihilated, no one can stop me."

This sentence is sonorous and powerful, representing determination and affirmation.

Zhou Zheng bit his lips heavily, his eyes shifted slightly, and then his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly.

"My son, are you okay?"

Finally, King Zhou Yong asked about the issue he was most concerned about.

In this life, he only lives for Zhou Ping.

"He has the ability to command troops, the talent to control generals, the power to govern the world, and the ability to see the world in perspective."

Zhou Zheng paused slightly and finally said this sentence.

After hearing this, King Zhou Yong was somewhat surprised. This was simply an evaluation of a rare talent in both civil and military affairs.

This time, he did not question, nor did he refute or be humble. Instead, he naturally accepted Zhou Zheng's evaluation of Zhou Ping.

Because he knew that his son deserved such an evaluation.

He also knew that Zhou Ping deserved such recognition.

"Old minister, I have one more thing to ask of you."

King Zhou Yong looked at Zhou Zheng again, but this time there was a hint of tremor in his voice.

"Your Majesty, please feel free to speak."

"No matter when, I will do my best!"

Zhou Zheng looked serious.

"Please tell my son that his father is not a coward! His father is a hero!"

Whirring whirring! ! ! !

Thousands of words, just for this one sentence.

Zhou Zheng was deeply touched and he shed tears.

Even if King Yong of Zhou did not make this request, he would tell Zhou Ping and tell the world that King Yong of Zhou was a hero of his generation.

It should be praised by future generations and deserves respect from the world.

Build temples and erect monuments to pass on your achievements!

After saying this, King Zhou Yong turned around slightly and wiped the sweat from the corners of his eyes.

But, this is not the end.

After calming himself down a little, King Zhou Yong looked at Zhou Zheng again.

But this time, he made a new move.

Pfft!

With a shout, King Zhou Yong knelt in front of Zhou Zheng.

"If possible, Your Majesty, please protect my son!"

"Let him live..."