MTL - Evolved From Polluting the World-Chapter 92 God's will is the highest, too high to look up

It was snowing in the sky, and it was freezing cold.

"You bastard, bastard! Seventh, Seventh! Lan Zhihui, Lan Zhihui, come out! I know you did it, you have a kind of mutiny, why didn't you come out to confront your fifth brother!"

At the entrance of the Five Princes' Mansion, the Fifth Highness Lan Zhihuang was supported by two armored soldiers.

A golden cavalry general said,

"His Royal Highness, we won't do anything to you, please be quiet, don't struggle, if we bump into each other, we small officials and soldiers can't afford it."

Lan Zhihuang yelled,

"You **** know you're just a little shrimp! Dare to hold me like this, do you really think you've had enough?"

The Golden Knight said:

"I'm sorry, Fifth Highness, I don't know what you're talking about. We just arrested and controlled you by His Majesty's decree."

As he said that, he took out a sheet of bright yellow brocade, spread it out in front of Lan Zhihuang, and showed him the light.

"His Royal Highness, you can be optimistic, this is His Majesty's imperial decree."

Lan Zhihuang glanced at it. This piece of Ming Huang Jin's regulations and regulations are all correct, but whether the above content was said by His Majesty the Holy Emperor himself, he understood very well.

"Lao Qi is so arrogant... It's true that he doesn't give himself any future opportunities. He can even do such things as false imperial edicts!"

he said angrily,

"Don't you have any brains, don't you understand! He Lan Zhihui didn't want to die, so he did this kind of thing. Don't you want to die too!"

The golden leader's face is frosty,

"I just follow the imperial decree. I hope the Fifth Highness will not disobey the imperial decree."

Lan Zhihuang's heart sank.

He understands that the seventh is to get through these officers from top to bottom. He didn't expect that the seven-year-old, who is usually so low-key, could actually achieve this level... Could it be that the decades of getting along have all fallen to the dog?

At the same time, he also knew that since Lao Qi dared to do this, he had already given up the back road and went straight to Guozuo. There must be more ruthless means in the back.

No, don't let Lao Qi really become an unruly catfish. There has never been such an indecent way of ascending the throne this week! Lao Qi is going to shake the country!

He said in a low voice,

"You can detain me, but I have a request."

"It's okay to meet the requirements of the rules. Please explain clearly to the Fifth Highness."

"I've always been ill, and I've suffered from a cold tonight, and I'm afraid I'll be terminally ill. I know that the seventh son's plan is to arrest all of our princes, but he definitely said that he can't hurt us in the slightest. You must lose your head."

"May your fifth highness say what to do?"

"At the third intersection on the right side of this street, there is a pharmacy, where I have a specialized doctor. The medicines I usually take are placed there. I have to eat a bowl of medicinal soup before leaving."

The golden knight will frown,

"Why didn't His Highness put such an important person in his house?"

"Can you handle it?"

"...I hope the Fifth Highness will not overstep."

"If you're worried, wait beside me."

The golden cavalry general thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said:

"Take the Fifth Highness over there."

The group followed Lan Zhihuang's instructions and went to the pharmacy.

After forcibly opening the door, Jin Lingqi will quickly find the doctor according to Lan Zhihuang's description.

When the doctor saw this, he was terrified.

Lan Zhihuang reassured:

"Master Liu, don't panic, just listen to me."

The doctor nodded, tensed his shoulders,

"Your Highness, please instruct me."

"My body is frightened, I can't beat the wind and cold, and the sharpness of the weapon makes me feel uneasy. Maybe it's a relapse of an old illness. You can think of a way to make me a bowl of medicinal soup."

Most of the doctor's eyes are covered under heavy eyelids,

"Which medicine do you want your Highness to ask for?"

"The main medicines Mingguangjiang and Nanmu Zongyi, one part in the front and two parts in the back. The auxiliary medicines are conventional. Due to the brewing, it needs to be boiled in an emergency and a high fire, so as not to make the top of the medicine jar boil, wait for the remaining liquid medicine. Half is enough."

After the doctor heard this, he nodded again and again.

"I'm going to prepare medicine."

With that said, he went to the backyard.

The golden cavalry general waved his hand, and two people followed.

Lan Zhihuang said,

"Master Liu is my doctor. You'd better hope that nothing will happen to him, otherwise... You know, if I make some concessions to Lao Qi, it will be enough for him to copy you all over the place."

The golden knight said,

"As long as it's not a matter of overstepping, of course nothing will happen."

"Humph!"

Under the fierce fire, the medicinal soup boiled very quickly.

After Lan Zhihuang waited for the medicinal soup to cool, he drank it in one gulp, threw the bowl, and strode away.

The golden-collared cavalry looked at the doctor again, and left after not seeing the accident.

After everyone left, the doctor checked again and made sure that no one was watching him. Afterwards, he entered a secret room and immediately started writing a letter,

Soon, a secret letter was written ordering Guangjiang, Nanjiang, the admirals and garrison generals of the two provinces to rush to move troops to protect the sky and transport the country.

Then, he asked for a talisman and lit it.

When the fire is booming, throw the two written letters into it.

In an instant, the fire was shining brightly, and there were flamingos passing by. He burned half of his eyebrows.

After doing all this, he was sweating profusely and collapsed to the ground.

…

The same thing happened in the palace of every clan prince in Tianyun City.

The difference is that some people can find a way to try to crack the current situation, while some people, after encountering such a situation, are completely unable to deal with it.

This is the difference in the potency of the chips in hand.

Some princes have a lot of civil affairs resources, and there is nothing they can do when they encounter this kind of mutiny, such as the third prince Lan Zhimao. At this moment, he was hiding in the house, anxious and anxious. The officers outside urged him to take the initiative to open the door again and again.

But what can Lan Zhimao do?

He couldn't think of any way. He has a lot of chips in his hand, and he has won the support of many important officials in the court, and he has a great chance of winning in political struggles. However, in terms of military and political affairs, he is far less confident than other brothers.

It's not his fault either. No one would have imagined that such a violent mutiny would happen in Da Zhou, who had been stable for nearly a hundred years and had not even fought many foreign battles!

Lan Zhimao's ability to deal with the mutiny crisis can be said to be zero.

The doormen around him were noisy and expressed their opinions to him one after another.

Lan Zhi Mao Mao couldn't hear a word. He can grasp the civil affairs resources of half of the court, how can he not know the opinions of these disciples, at this moment, it is all nonsense!

A group of people with pens and spit on stars, facing the elite cavalry with guns and horses, are useless!

There is nothing wrong with saying that these officers do not know how to run the country. But the point is that people never thought of winning the throne through political means!

This is exactly what Lan Zhimao is worried about. If the old seventh guy who only knows how to lead troops and not know how to run a country is really allowed to rise to power, the decline of this big week cannot be accelerated.

Anxious, so anxious that the anger is about to come out.

But there is no way.

In the end, Lan Zhimao could only watch the columns of soldiers, forcibly broke into his palace, and controlled and detained all the big and small in the palace.

In the big winter, Lan Zhimao felt very dry and hot for no reason.

"Who can I count on... Lao Liu, can it really only depend on you..."

He was very unconvinced by this result, but when he thought about it, it seemed that only the sixth child, who had gained momentum over the years, had that ability. However, he still felt that the sixth child probably didn't react to this sudden mutiny, and there was a high probability that he would end up the same as himself.

In the Tianyun Imperial Capital, except for the central city, almost all places were taken over by the armies of the three major battalions in the east, west and south.

Except for those clan princes who happened to be no longer the imperial capital, the rest were basically controlled. Moreover, today is the New Year's Eve of the Winter Solstice, and hardly any clan princes are still lingering outside. Even those with government affairs will basically come back specially for this New Year's Eve.

The etiquette of the Great Week, in this respect, is like that.

Even the third prince with the greatest chance of winning is the end, and the rest need not be said.

Zhiyang City was completely controlled, and the next step was to take over Zhiyang City.

At the gate of the inner city, a large number of soldiers and horses have already assembled.

In the first place, Lan Zhihui, the seventh prince in bright yellow armor, has already shown with his whole heart that this is not the way to become emperor, but the way to Huangquan.

He waited for the moment.

After a while, an intelligence soldier came galloping on horseback,

"Report to Your Highness!"

"Say."

"The officials and clans on the list are basically under control!"

"Basic?"

"Only there is no news from the Sixth Palace. We sent people to investigate and found out..."

"What do you find, tell me quickly!"

"I found that the group of soldiers and horses in charge of the six kings, for some reason, all turned into ice! And the palace is empty, and the six kings do not know where to go..."

Lan Zhi took a deep breath. The cold air of winter, like a sharp knife, swiped in his nostrils,

"Ice withered?"

"Yes, Ice Wither! Everyone, looks terrified, as if they have seen something terrifying!"

Lan Zhihui didn't know how to digest this strange thing for a while.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said in his heart that he couldn't take care of that much anymore, and it was even more difficult for the imperial guards in the city to react.

He raised his head abruptly and ordered a siege.

For today, he is well prepared. Knowing that the gate to the central city cannot be opened by ordinary soldiers, they have specially raised a group of aliens.

I saw three foreign warriors in robes waving in front of the city gate, and they called out a huge bull phantom.

The bull's phantom raised its head and mooed, then slammed into the city gate.

boom!

The terrifying sound only caused pain in the eardrums of the soldiers on the side.

A collision caused the heavy gate to dent a lot inward, and there were signs of cracking beside it.

The three aliens once again manipulated the bull phantom to collide.

The second collision almost knocked the city gate flying.

The third collision, the city gate was completely opened, and even the surrounding walls collapsed several feet wide.

"charge!"

Following the order of the leading advance general, the elite heavy cavalry led horses to charge.

With a roaring momentum, a heavy snow wave was rolled up. The roar of the cold wind added a vicious look to this group of soldiers and horses.

Lan Zhihui followed closely behind with the second batch of soldiers and horses.

However, the forward soldiers and horses rushed out less than 200 meters, and were suddenly attacked by a burst of fire.

Lan Zhihui stared at it, and the fire that suddenly burst out basically had a general shape, either a weapon or a monster...

He immediately knew that this was the Imperial Sword Battalion, one of the three major battalions of the Imperial Guard.

The Emperor Sword Camp can become the three major camps, it is because of the different techniques they have learned, the skill of igniting the sword!

It is a kind of skill that can use internal strength to set fire to the knife and call out the magic.

But Lan Zhihui has specially studied it, the fire-inducing knife skill needs time to prepare, so it is generally a defensive skill...

"Why are they all set on fire... Could it be that they have already prepared and waited? No, the patrol and supervision system in Yangcheng tonight should have been disrupted... It's impossible to make a temporary response so quickly. fire!"

Lan Zhihui gradually became a little uneasy.

But at this point, retreating is a complete dead end. Only by force!

Groups of soldiers and horses, one after another, use the flesh to fight against the sea of ​​​​fire magic.

The fierce burning quickly filled the air with a burnt stench. The scorching temperature made the snow in the sky not reach within three feet.

These heavy cavalry, wearing armor, transmit heat quickly, and suffer from anxiety.

Lan Zhihui shouted angrily and was not allowed to retreat. At the same time, he asked the aliens who followed the team to quickly find a way to break the sea of ​​fire spell in front of him.

This was not originally in the plan, so it was naturally very busy to think about countermeasures temporarily.

After the heavy cavalry basically lost their ability to charge, they barely had a way to deal with it.

More than a dozen foreign scholars, working together, summoned the water flowing underground from under the loess, and sprayed it towards the sea of ​​​​fire.

However, the sea of ​​fire technique is originally a royal technique, and it is very powerful, and it cannot be directly deciphered for a while.

Lan Zhihui's urgency and anxiety grew stronger. Especially thinking of the sixth brother Lan Zhiwei who was not under control, his heart was even more unbearable.

He knew the details of the other brothers thoroughly, but only how deeply the chips of these six brothers were hidden was a certain number.

quick,

Hurry up!

He doesn't know the magic, so he can only keep urging these aliens.

Several aliens almost overdrawn their strength, pouring out the sea of ​​​​fire.

After they were all shaky, or simply fell unconscious and fell to the ground, the fire was barely extinguished.

Lan Zhihui didn't dare to delay for a moment, and personally took up the sword to break through the defenders.

A group of elite cavalrymen who rode war horses entered the central city and went on a rampage. Under Lan Zhihui's order, they did not care about "injuring the innocent", and frantically approached the Tianxing Palace where the Holy Emperor was located.

Those janitors, since Lan Zhiwei had already informed the mutiny in advance, but still failed to respond quickly, the privates formed a formation.

Under the impact of Lan Zhihui's team, it withered very quickly.

But no matter how fast it is, it is not an instant.

That's the moment of delay. Lan Zhihui finally ushered in the bad news that broke out from the unease that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time—

The North Slope Camp, the only battalion headquarters he did not control, the army has arrived.

Moreover, the speed is very fast, breaking through the previously set levels again and again, and heading straight to the central city.

The speed of the North Slope army exceeded Lan Zhihui's imagination.

He didn't expect it at all, it would come to this point. Those cavalrymen, like the wind under the hooves of horses, are more than three times faster than ordinary cavalrymen! Moreover, those levels blocking the intersection are useless in front of them.

He took three large battalions of soldiers and horses, and it took him half a night to complete the deployment. In less than an hour, he was defeated by the North Slope army.

This was not the North Slope army he knew at all. He is certain that there must be an extremely powerful alien technique to help!

But what kind of magic can be so strong?

What kind of abnormal technique is it, there is no time to think about it.

Because, before he had time to lead his troops to surround the Tianxing Palace, he was already caught up by the Beipo army from the rear.

dead end.

From "the advantage is mine" to "desperate", it only took two hours. In these two hours, most of the time was wasted in the sea of ​​​​fire techniques of the Emperor Sword Camp.

One step is not steady, every step is down.

Lan Zhihui looked at the imposing North Slope army, and knew that he had only one way left—

Hold holy.

Thinking of this, he resolutely abandoned the soldiers and horses, let them act as the last line of defense, and rushed to the Tianxing Palace with a few of his own guards.

Along the way, Lan Zhihui was completely irrational, but anyone who stopped him, no matter what his status, would be killed without mercy.

Until he rushed into the Heavenly Palace, everything suddenly quieted down.

He took off his helmet and walked forward, his footsteps distinct.

Several guards guarded him.

Ahead, there was only one light on.

Under the lamp is the throne, the throne.

His Majesty the Holy Emperor, who was already terminally ill, had a great intention to return to light at this moment. The majesty of the emperor in his body made Lan Zhihui want to bow down in his heart.

Half of His Majesty's face was reflected in the light, and half of his face was hidden in the darkness.

Obscure.

His heavy voice resounded in the hall,

"This man, can you be so crazy?"

"Father, no one wants to stand in the towering pavilion and take a look at the sky. The world is so big, and the imperial power has reached its limit."

"You don't care about God's will."

"I don't care, I only care about myself."

"That's why you are so weak."

"Weak? Weak! Hahaha—" Lan Zhihui laughed wildly, "Father, I'm only three feet away from you, and with one step, I can put the knife under your neck. Think about it, now, who is Weak."

"You don't know what God's will is, and you don't understand the source of this imperial supremacy. You only care about yourself, so you are weak."

"Father, after taking your seat, I will naturally know."

Holy Emperor Lan Hengguang shook his head,

"Unfortunately, you can't sit up."

"My knife will say it all!"

Lan Zhihui finished speaking, and he drew his knife and went up!

Thirty feet away, but an inch.

His sword will pierce the majesty of this imperial power.

But, always just "will".

In the end, he didn't see the scene of blood splashing five steps, nor did he see the huge throne.

I only saw a pair of beautiful and unparalleled peach eyes.

After the blinking of those eyes, he felt a coldness flowing through his body.

Then, everything returns to nothingness.

The hall was unusually quiet.

The first sound was a crisp clapping. Jun Jun patted the ice **** in his hand and said with a smile:

"Look, I said I can protect you, but you doubted me at first."

It is disrespectful to call the Holy Emperor "you".

But at this moment, no matter how much "disrespectful", in Lan Hengguang's eyes, it becomes so family and pleasant. The old eyes burst out with a little vitality,

"Junjun... Your name is Junjun."

"Well, it's Junjun!"

"What's your last name?"

Jun Jun paused, then smiled and said:

"No last name."

Lan Hengguang asked,

"Then, do you want to be my surname in the future? The surname is Lan, Lan Jun."

Jun Jun stared blankly at Lan Hengguang.

She wanted to say that my surname is Lan, and that I'm still your granddaughter. But she couldn't say anything about it. At least, before she rescued her mother, before her mother recognized Lan Zhiwei, she couldn't say anything. She just laughed happily:

"OK!"