In the three major war zones, nearly two million soldiers stood silently and remained motionless.

Four hours have passed since the Three Kings issued the Tianlong request for help.

After the Kurosawa Mountains, Tianfeng Plain, and Dawn Canyon, figures began to appear.

They look ordinary.

There are old people, middle-aged people, and young people.

There are men and women.

They wore all kinds of clothes.

Long gowns, robes, short sleeves, shirts, suits, coarse cloth clothes, work clothes, straw raincoats, old armor!

Some are old and some are full of energy.

Some people have a magnificent atmosphere, while others have lame and broken hands.

Some people hunched their backs, and some people hunched them.

Perhaps before this, they were still living in seclusion, bargaining for one or two cents with vegetable buyers in the vegetable market, and silently contributed to this great Tianlong in all walks of life.

And now, they are here.

They are not soldiers or soldiers.

But each of them is a powerful master, and is the hero of the Tianlong at this moment!

"Ah, the walls of these Jiuhuicheng are high, as high as thirty stories!"

"There are so many people, we have many talents in Tianlong."

"Uncle, your teeth are all gone, why are you here?"

"Tell me, why are you a broken hand joining in the fun? You're not going to be dead?"

"I brought some local specialties from us. Do you eat them?"

"Miss, can you leave a contact information? I'm still alive after today. Can you chase you?"

"You are alive, and I am dead? Let's talk about it when you are alive."

The crowds are filled with noise and the noise is constant.

All kinds of clothes gathered together, and there was a large area of ​​chaos.

Anyone will think of an idiom at first glance - a rammed crowd!

But whether it is Xu Yi, Shen Zhuo or Qiu Hentian.

Whether it is the imperial throne sitting high in the imperial palace in the capital, the golden sword in the bedroom, the imperial 9 wearing the armor of the sky, or the old dwarf drinking wine in the pavilion, the old man in the dwarf.

No one dares to underestimate them!

"Heavenly Dragon...Heavenly Dragon!"

Emperor Hao's eyes were full of envy and anger.

The civil and military officials below dare not come out.

From the perspective of Dihao, he felt that he was not wrong.

This is how a hero should be.

Unwilling to be calm in this life, he drew his sword and stood up, allowing thousands of elite soldiers to kill the throne.

He almost succeeded!

"Is it because I am not the blood of the Imperial Family? Is it because I am not a celestial dragon? Is this what I can choose?" Di Hao clenched his fists, feeling hysterical inside.

Some people live in the high court to fight for power and profit.

Some people linger in the market and have the world in mind.

If it weren't for the chaos of Emperor Hao, Di Jiu might never have known that the Yangyang Tianlong, which the ancestors have captured for generations, would have hidden so many powerful masters in the Grand Master Realm.

He would never see how much the people of Tianlong love this country and how pious they are to worship Tianlong.

Di Jiu was laughing, laughing loudly.

As he smiled, a tear fell down his face.

"What they saved was not the Emperor, but the Heavenly Dragon! This Heavenly Dragon is not only the Emperor, but also the Heavenly Dragons and the People! Lin Dong, are you right about this Emperor?"

Winter slowly clasped his fists, bent his spine, and gave a big gift.

He did not say that his subordinates didn't know, but replied: "Yes! Tianlong belongs to the king of the country, also to the imperial family, to the Tianlong and all the people! A whole can't do without anyone."

In Di Jiu's impression, Lin Dong said so much to him for the first time except for reporting on the matter.

"I realized this at the age of thirty, is it too late?"

"The people in the world have the final say!"

"Hahaha, then I will ask the people of the world in person!"

...

Time passed, and another two hours passed.

The setting sun is like blood, and the evening shines are stubborn.

The entire Jiuhui City seemed to be covered in a tragic situation.

The Tianlong Jiuzhou, except for the capital city, the remaining eight states, Jiaozhou borders southern Xinjiang, but not the capital city.

The strong men who came from Jiaozhou either passed through Jingzhou or Yizhou.

From Jingzhou, cross the Heizawa Mountains, and cross the Heimu Pass, you will arrive at the city wall south of Jiuhui City, where Xu Yi and the Shadow Blade Army.

Passing from Yizhou, you will be with the strong men from Liangzhou, going to Tianfeng Plain, Tianfeng City and other cities, and going to Qiu Hentian, the city wall to the west.

Another thing that is not bordering the capital is Yangzhou. The strong men from Yangzhou, who traveled through Qingzhou, rushed to the Poxiao Canyon with the strong men from Youzhou in Bingzhou, and then passed Poxiao Pass and arrived at the rear of the northern army.

Six o'clock in the afternoon, the hour of You.

Under the three walls, the master-level powerhouses gathered in the number of 100,000!

One hundred thousand masters!

It sounds like a lot.

But there are billions of Tianlong people, only these 100,000 masters, each of them is one of tens of thousands of existences.

Moreover, 90% of the 100,000 masters are first-class masters, and they are not young and can no longer go further.

But even so, it is already terrible.

Under the city wall on the south side of Jiuhui City, Xu Yi was in front, white clothes were on the side, and 100,000 Shadow Blade Army, iron armor, and a solemn and murderous aura lingered.

Compared with them, the tens of thousands of powerful masters in the rear were chaotic and bustling, and there was no comparison.

"Stop quarrel, look at them! These soldiers are the real elites! What are we ordinary people making trouble? After the city is broken, they will still be the main force."

"Oh, my child is also a soldier, just in southern Xinjiang."

"Be quiet and see who, Nan Wang is very handsome, my daughter is about the same age as him..."

The noise gradually became smaller.

Everyone can feel the increasingly solemn atmosphere.

"You won't go to see him?"

In the crowd, Tianqi's mother-in-law was wearing a black veil and spoke softly.

Beside him are red leaves wearing black veil turbans.

Her eyes looked at Xu Yi, her lips slightly pursed, and she felt extremely familiar but unfamiliar.

"I know he saw her as his own sister, and when he took us out of the pile of dead people, I woke up."

"Don't you go and see me?" said Tianqi's mother-in-law again.

"She doesn't want to see her, it's useless if I see her."

Tianqi's mother-in-law nodded and stopped talking.

"Everyone!"

A loud shout spread all over the world.

Media reporters from all over the world of Tianlong pointed the camera at the commanders under the three-way city walls.

Xu Yi, Chen Zhuo, Qiu Hentian, and the three of them saluted themselves and shouted: "We only represent the soldiers in the war zone, representing countless heroic souls, and express our sincere respect to you, but I can't express my gratitude for forgiveness, because this is the battlefield. Your passionate heart, with the country and the world, is an insult to the understatement of thanks. I believe that you are here not to listen to my thanks!"

"The wall is a hundred meters high and no one can break it. The city gate cast by Xuantian Zijin Mine is the only place to break through! Please everyone, break the city gate!"

"no problem!"

"We can!"

"If I don't break the city gate, I won't go back!"

"It's necessary to pull that Emperor down and hammer him!"

The answers were full of noise.

But no one will blame them.

Time, hour of You, at 6:30 pm.

The setting sun is still as bloody!
Chapter completed!