Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

It's autumn again, and the maple leaves in the Imperial Garden have turned red.

Xie Lang was wearing a light orange dress with a few maple leaves embroidered on it. He was walking on a path lined with maple trees. With his outstanding temperament and blending into the environment, this scene was worthy of being painted.

An autumn breeze blew by, and maple leaves fell. Xie Lang picked up a maple leaf above his head, held it in his palm and pondered for a moment, then raised his head again and looked at the red leaves all over the sky: "The wind is blowing."

Two years have passed since Chu Xiong went to Beihuang to marry.

In the past two years, she has rectified the administration of officials, revised laws, and strengthened the military, concentrating power in her own hands. She is the only voice left in the court and the country.

"The autumn wind is bleak, everything is withering, and the sound of killing fills the sky. Our Chu State has many soldiers and generals, and our weapons are excellent. The soldiers are ready to fight at any time, and we are united in our determination to conquer the world in one fell swoop." The autumn wind was blowing fiercely. Xie Lang stood under the autumn wind, and endless maple leaves were blowing at him. "If we don't fight now, when will we fight?"

Bai Shu was standing behind Xie Lang and his eyes paused when he heard this.

After Xie Lang ascended the throne, he focused on cultivating the ambitions of his soldiers. He never defaulted on military expenses and was willing to build sophisticated weapons. It can be said that the soldiers of Chu are now no worse than those of other countries.

"Bai Shu, draft a letter of war and send it to the princes of the world." Xie Lang's expression was extremely serious: "Submission or death, let them choose for themselves."

Bai Shu was the first to take sides, and since Zhang He was dead, he had now become the Prime Minister of Chu. When he heard what Xie Lang said, he was shocked at first, and then his expression returned to calm.

Hasn't Xie Lang done many surprising things over the years? Although it's surprising that she wants the whole world now, it's also normal.

"Your Majesty, how about surrendering? What about not surrendering?" Bai Shu asked excitedly. The thought of unifying the world made his blood boil.

"If you surrender, the king and his courtiers will lay down their weapons, tie themselves up, go to the gate of the imperial city to welcome my army, and kneel before my envoy. If so, I can still save their lives. As for the princes and grandchildren who surrender, I will confine them to the Wanguo Palace of Chu. In addition to their freedom, they can continue to enjoy wealth and glory."

Then, Xie Lang's momentum became fierce, and his tone was full of murderous intent: "If you resist stubbornly and refuse to surrender, the palace will be stained with blood and the corpses will pile up like a mountain."

Bai Shu was surprised and asked, "Palace of Nations?"

Xie Lang said nothing, but waved his hand towards the distant horizon, and a palace appeared in the countryside outside Ji'nan City. The palace was very grand, with large and small palaces inside. On the plaque of the main hall, there were three big characters "Palace of Nations" written on it.

Bai Shu saw the whole scene and had even greater respect for Xie Lang. He trembled, folded his hands on his chest, and bowed to Xie Lang solemnly: "Your Majesty, please be merciful."

In the next few days, Bai Shu drafted a letter of war. After Xie Lang read it, he ordered Bai Shu to be in charge of the matter and sent a hundred envoys to deliver the letter of war to the kings of various countries.

A month later, the monarchs of all countries received the Chu State's declaration of war.

The news that Chu had issued a declaration of war also spread throughout the world.

In a school, some students were arguing.

"To use one country to fight against the whole world, and still want to make the world belong to Chu, how dare Chu, how dare the queen of Chu!"

"No matter how strong the army of Chu is, it cannot control the whole world, but you forgot about the female monarch. She can make the Emperor of Chu marry and remove him from the royal family. Do you think there is anything she can't do?"

There was silence.

If the monarchs of other countries said this, they would only sneer at him and think he was just bragging.

But these words were said by Xie Lang. For Xie Lang, common sense could no longer explain them. Maybe the world could really be unified by her.

…………

In the Chu State Palace, above the court.

Bai Shu explained to Xie Lang the situation of issuing a challenge to the monarchs of various countries.

"Your Majesty, there are a total of 145 countries in the world, and 145 letters of war have been sent. The monarchs of 52 countries have either avoided talking about this matter, or declined politely, or watched the actions of other countries. None of them expressed their opinions, and their opinions are unclear."

"The rulers of eighty-three countries sternly refused and refused to obey Your Majesty, vowing to go to war with the State of Chu. Twenty-three of them tore up the letter of challenge, twelve drove our envoys of the State of Chu out of the palace, and the ruler of the State of Jiang even..." Bai Shu paused at this point, his expression filled with grief and anger, as if he had something difficult to say.

"What more?" Xie Lang asked.

"They even killed the envoy of our Chu State as a sacrifice." Bai Shu answered tremblingly, and then he knelt down immediately when he saw Xie Lang's increasingly gloomy face.

"Your Majesty, when two countries are at war, envoys are not killed. What Jiang State is doing is a provocation to Chu State and to Your Majesty!" Bai Shu knelt down and cried bitterly. The envoy sent to Jiang State was just a small ceremonial official, so his life naturally meant nothing.

But he represented the State of Chu, and now he was killed by the King of Jiang. Naturally, this matter cannot be resolved peacefully.

"Good, very good." Xie Lang stood up, his imposing manner overwhelming the ministers. The ministers felt that Xie Lang was really angry this time.

"Who is the messenger's name?" Xie Lang asked Bai Shu.

"Xian Huaguang."

"Xian Huaguang died for his country, and his death was worthy of his death. He was buried with honor, and his family and relatives were given a pension of 500 taels."

"Your Majesty is wise." Bai Shu was telling the truth this time. Xie Lang ascended the throne by force, which inevitably involved blood. In addition, she used iron-blooded means to reform the administration of Chu, and countless souls died at her hands.

The court officials were afraid of her, the people were afraid of her, and her reputation was not very good. The word "wise and wise" had nothing to do with her.

But this time, Xie Lang generously took out five hundred taels as a pension for Xian Huaguang, allowing him to say the word "wise and wise" sincerely.

"Prime Minister, after this matter is dealt with, immediately lead 50,000 troops to the border of Jiang State." Xie Lang's voice was resounding: "I will go to Jiang State and ask for justice from the emperor of Jiang State..."

One hundred and forty-five letters of challenge were sent, but not a single one was willing to surrender. That's right, when an emperor can decide life and death with a single word, who would want to be a king who loses his country?

But whether they are willing or not is not up to them, but up to her, Xie Lang.

The purpose of going to Jiang State this time was to seek justice. The most fundamental reason was that she needed to attack a country, and it just so happened that Jiang State itself was caught in the crossfire.

"I will obey your majesty's orders. Your majesty is wise."

In the following month, Bai Shu rushed to the front line and mobilized 50,000 troops along the way.

With 50,000 soldiers and horses, it was considered a stretch to capture a city, but Bai Shu was convinced that Xie Lang must have had her own reasons for giving such an order, so he had no objection to her decision.

The wind was blowing gently, the sky of Jiang Kingdom was clear and the imperial city of Jiang Kingdom was prosperous.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds arose, and a long sword suddenly appeared in the sky, carrying thousands of auras and piercing straight into the imperial city of Jiang Kingdom.

Boom! !

The earth shook and the mountains trembled. The palace where Jiang State held court split into two halves. Broken tiles fell down and the emperor and his ministers who were holding court inside suddenly became panic-stricken.

Xie Lang flew in from the gap that was split in half. The moment he saw the Emperor of Jiang State, he teleported to his side and put the sword against his neck.

The whole process takes only a moment.

"Who are you?" The Emperor of Jiang Kingdom turned pale. He could never have imagined that someone could split the palace in half from top to bottom. Is this possible for a human to do that?

So he immediately shouted: "Don't kill me, as long as you let me go, I can promise you wealth and glory..."

"I am Chu Lanrui." Xie Lang looked at the panicked Emperor Jiang and said calmly, "I came here to seek justice from Emperor Jiang."

what?

Chu Lanrui?

Emperor Jiang's pupils suddenly shrank. He thought of the incident a month ago when he pushed the Chu envoy down as a sacrifice. He didn't expect Xie Lang to come to him in person to ask for trouble.

"Are you the Queen of Chu?" Emperor Jiang also thought of the rumors about Chu Lanrui. She was a ruthless person. "You want the whole Jiang Kingdom to submit to you with just a letter of challenge. Do you think it's possible? Besides, your envoy was arrogant and rude, and he spoke wildly in front of me. What's wrong with me killing him?"

"What's wrong with that?" Xie Lang nodded slightly, then smiled softly: "Your mistake is that you are weaker than me, and the entire Jiang Kingdom is also weaker than me. If you are weak, if you want to survive, you should lower your posture and surrender."

"You..." Emperor Jiang was so angry that his face turned red, and the ministers below were also so angry that their faces turned blue.

"You usurped your brother's throne, but you did not get the throne legitimately. The officials of the Chu Kingdom did not follow your lead, so you killed them indiscriminately. The people did not follow your lead, so you massacred them. Because of your selfishness, countless families have been killed. How can you pay for such a crime?"

Hearing this, Xie Lang looked over and saw a man in his forties with a thin face. He was looking at Xie Lang in exasperation, with uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

His name was Gongsun Wuwo, the prime minister of Jiang State. He then accused Xie Lang of his crimes: "You relied on your powerful military force to plunder the territories of various countries, and you also wanted the rulers, ministers and people of various countries to bow down to you. What's the difference between doing this and being a robber? When our emperor refused to obey, you threatened him with a long sword. Is this the way of being an emperor?"

"Now that the world is at peace, you want to start a war again. Do you know how many families will be torn apart by this? If you have a conscience, then retreat immediately."

Hearing Gongsun Wuwo's ​​words, Xie Lang smiled lightly.

"Only when the world is unified can there be world peace." Xie Lang said calmly: "For world peace, some sacrifices are necessary."

"Take your Emperor Jiang for example." As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed drastically, and Gongsun Wuwo had an even worse premonition.

The next moment, the long sword pierced into the neck of the Emperor of Jiang State. With a "swish", a large amount of blood splashed out, dyeing the dragon throne red.

“Your Majesty, my Majesty!!” The ministers were stunned at first when they saw this scene. When they realized that Emperor Jiang was really dead, they immediately knelt down and cried loudly, “Your Majesty, you died so tragically!!!”

Gongsun Wuwo fell to his knees on the ground with a thump, crying as if he had lost his parents, with not only tears but also snot flowing.

"Your Majesty!!!"

After crying for a long time, she raised her head, her body trembling even more, and pointed her finger at Xie Lang: "You killed His Majesty, you killed His Majesty, I will fight you to the death."

As he said that, he stood up, looked around, took a fancy to the sword on a guard's waist, walked over, drew the sword, and rushed towards Xie Lang.

"I killed Emperor Jiang to sacrifice fewer people." Xie Lang was calm and composed. When Gongsun Wuwo's ​​sword was swung at her, she restrained the sword with two fingers, making Gongsun Wuwo unable to move. "If Emperor Jiang is not dead, he will definitely resist stubbornly and call on the people of Jiang to resist together. If I want to annex Jiang, I have to get rid of these people as well, which will cause more killings."

"I have a kind heart, so I killed Emperor Jiang for the people of Jiang. Now that the king of Jiang is dead, the people will feel more at ease in voting."

"Ridiculous, full of nonsense! I will kill you and avenge my emperor." Gongsun Wuwo stared at Xie Lang fiercely. He did not expect Xie Lang to say such shameless words, so he continued to use force, vowing to stab the sword into Xie Lang's chest.

"You are overestimating your own abilities." Xie Lang shouted softly, looked at Gongsun Wuwo, and retracted his sword.

The two fingers holding the precious sword twisted forcefully, and Gongsun Wuwo exerted force, and the precious sword slipped out of his hand and flew into the air. Xie Lang was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and quickly grasped the hilt of the sword, then turned around and kicked Gongsun Wuwo in the abdomen.

This kick directly knocked Gongsun Wuwo to the side of Emperor Jiang. Xie Lang took advantage of the situation and threw his precious sword towards Gongsun Wuwo's ​​heart. The blow was very accurate. Gongsun Wuwo was in so much pain that he couldn't get up and could only watch his life slip away.

After doing all this, Xie Lang clapped his hands and said, "You are very loyal, but you and I have different positions. Jiang State must be destroyed. Emperor Jiang provoked Chu State and prevented me from unifying the world. Therefore, he must die. His death will serve as a warning to the monarchs of other countries. It is worth it."

"You must die if you stop me." Xie Lang said calmly, "But your death is meaningful. Your death has taught the officials of the Jiang Kingdom a lesson. Resistance is meaningless. Fighting stubbornly will only result in more sacrifices."

Xie Lang was looking at the ministers of Jiang State at this time. Those ministers had stopped crying and were looking at Xie Lang with fear in their eyes.

"Now, do you choose to die or surrender?" Xie Lang's calm words echoed in the hall.

"We pay our respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor." First, a minister who wanted to live knelt down, and then everyone knelt down on the ground.

"We pay our respects to His Majesty. Long live the Emperor!"

"Traitor, traitor..." Gongsun Wuwo was breathing weakly. Seeing those ministers betraying him, he was shaking with anger. His chest heaved even more and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"See, your death was meaningful. At least it made them make the right choice."

"Puff..." Another mouthful of blood. This time, Gongsun Wu really fell down and closed his eyes forever.

Xie Lang watched all this. There is no war without bloodshed, and there has been a lot of blood on her hands.

He walked out of the palace calmly and killed all the royal family members of Jiang State, dyeing the palace red with blood.

Three days later, the city gates were opened, and the ministers of Jiang State knelt on both sides of the road. Bai Shu led 50,000 soldiers and horses and marched straight in without anyone stopping him.

At this point, the State of Jiang was destroyed.