The sound of orderly steps echoed in the cold long street.

Thousands of guards came here and surrounded the Red Star Academy.

On the street, Qin Meng quietly turned around and entered the college. No one dared to stop him.

Time goes by.

The dawn began to fall, the dawn broke out, the hazy mist was also dissipating, and the people in the capital city woke up from their deep sleep.

When the first person passed the Red Star College, he suddenly froze, and then left in a panic.

"Here it is."

The two simple words are like the weight of Mount Tai in the sky of the capital.

All the people who woke up were shocked and felt the tension over the capital.

After that, a succession of young talents came.

"Your Majesty's intention is that Hongxing college was founded 6300 years ago. After thousands of years of teaching, teaching countless excellent students and making great contributions to the state of Shang, I am very gratified and grateful. Therefore, I ordered the Historiographer to record the frontier policies and record the college into the history of the Shang state."

"However, due to the uncertainty of happiness and glory, time has passed and years have passed. The red star after 6300 years is unable to succeed. After a long time of thinking, I decided to transform the Red Star into a training ground."

"Secondly, Qin Meng, Li Yi, Qingyang and Qiu Xiaoyi, the president of the College of recruitment and the disciples of the Fifth Academy of Chinese medicine, entered the palace, aiming to confer titles on the emperor and make the world peaceful."

After studying the imperial edict, Kong Ming ordered people to bring the imperial edict into the Red Star College.

All of a sudden, the scene was quiet and no one spoke.

Recorded in the history of the Shang state?

Canonization, peace of the world?

It has to be said that Xia Wuhou had a little affection. At least he gave it to the Red Star Academy. If he followed the rules of the holy land, he would have started directly.

After a while, the soldier rushed out, his face was not very good-looking: "my Lord, they said, get out."

Go away?

Kong Ming also breathed a sigh of relief. Thousands of guards came here to demolish the Red Star Academy. It was polite that they didn't do it directly.

"Dismantle or not?" Kong Ming sighed and paced back and forth in front of the door. Finally, he gritted his teeth and waved his big hand.

With a crash, dozens of guards came forward together, and the pulse gate in the body suddenly burst out and rolled over with great force.

Hum!

At this time, a sword was cut in the air, and dozens of guards were silent. The sword was cut in front of them.

Peng's sound left a deep sword mark on the ground.

Then, Qin Meng's figure appeared, still dressed in rags, full of alcohol, drunk like a passer-by on the street.

"You go Qin Meng opened his eyes and swept all the guards: "want to dismantle my red star academy, let them come by themselves."

No one spoke, and the scene was still quiet.

Kong Ming was silent, and his heart was heavy. He said secretly that the God King of Yuheng mountain had arrived and sat in the imperial palace. If they left, the God King would not be happy. At that time, the whole Shang state might suffer.

You can't go.

He did not speak, quietly looking at Qin Meng.

Qin Meng took a sip of the wine and said, "what? Do I have to blow you off? "

Kong Ming sighed, "please give me your advice." As soon as his voice dropped, he quickly drew out his sword and rushed forward like a fierce beast.

However, the strength difference between him and Qin Meng was too much. A sword fell down and his body flew out. The whole person was paralyzed in the long street.

"Protect your majesty."

"Don't worry about me. You can go together." Kongming launched an order, he did not let the guards demolish the courtyard, but let the guards rush to Qin and Meng.

In fact, thousands of guards here wanted to demolish the courtyard. Even if Qin Meng had the strength, he did not have the speed to stop it.

"Kill!"

The guards, wrapped up in all directions, rushed here, one by one murderous, angry shouts echoed through the sky of the capital.

It's a strong squad.

The guard army, each person's realm requirement is above five times of the pulse gate, and they all wear first-class spirit soldiers. Even the armor is made of refined iron, which is incomparably strong.

In people's eyes, this army is not only the best equipped, but also the most powerful.

Now, this powerful army, at the same time, attacks one person.

However

After half an hour's war, thousands of guards holding spiritual soldiers did not shake Qin and Meng. Even so far, more than half of them were beaten out by Qin Meng, coughing up blood and suffering terrible damage.

This scene shocked everyone.

No wonder the imperial guards were not strong enough, but Qin and Meng were too powerful.

"Go away."

Qin Meng said with a voice, cold and incomparable. The powerful momentum in his body bloomed out and swept across the front like a sea roar.The rest of the soldiers were pale and trembling in the bottom of their hearts, dragging their wounded companions back.

"Withdraw."

Finally, Kong Ming made such a decision.

People in the capital have different opinions on the failure of the guard. Some people say that Qin and Meng are too strong, but others have guessed that Kong Ming is just acting.

When Kongming came back to the palace with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, he would never forget the terrible scene. The seemingly young king of gods, with a casual look in his eyes, made him kneel down on the spot, trembling all over his body and shaking his soul, which made him unable to raise his head.

"What's the use of you, trash? Get out of here. " Xia Wuhou was immediately angry.

Kongming bit his teeth and answered. He ran away in a panic.

For a long time, the atmosphere in the palace slowly eased down.

Marquis Xia turned his head to his side, and his face was gloomy: "my Lord, Qin Meng is too powerful. The strength of our guards is limited..." He wanted to stop, but the meaning was obvious.

The strength of the guard was limited, and there was no army stronger than the guard in the Shang Dynasty.

Facing Red Star College, he has tried his best.

Shangguan was silent and looked at him. After a long time, he said, "is it? Then it won't be difficult for you The voice dropped and his figure flashed. The man had disappeared here.

After waiting for a long time, he was sure that Shangguan had left. Xiawuhou sat down, relieved, and found that his back was wet with sweat.

"Your Majesty, you look very nervous!" After the cold palace, a deep with a little hoarse voice spread out, and then, the figure of the speaker gradually emerged.

He was a man in black. He could not see his face clearly. But judging from his voice, he was about 60 or 70 years old.

"That's a king." Xia Wu Hou was panting.

"If the former king is still alive, why is he so arrogant?" The man in black came out and stood beside the Marquis Wu of Xia.

"Maybe." Xia Wuhou sighed: "I have done what should be done. What I can't do has been refused. I can't do the rest."

He has made clear his attitude and chose the Holy Land in his position, but he does not want to be the sword that stands out, let alone the sword hanging over the head of the five courtyards.

As for the war between the two sides, there was nothing he could do.

"Your Majesty, why not gamble?" The black robed man said: "if the Red Star Academy wins, it means that their strength and foundation are still there. At that time, the fate of the Shang state and the red star will be more closely linked. In this way, we can get rid of the control of the holy land."

Marquis Xia shook his head: "I am the king of a country. My words and deeds represent millions of people. If the Red Star Academy loses, the anger of the holy land will burn on the Shang state. Who can stop the killing of the holy land at that time? I can't afford this responsibility! "

The black robed man was silent, and opportunities were often accompanied by risks. Whether it was worth fighting for was too much to do. He understood this truth, as did Xia Wuhou.

Then Xia Wuhou said, "don't forget history!"

In the historical records of zhanzhou in the south, there are many ancient countries lost in the rage of holy land, among which the nearest is Liusha emperor 3000 years ago.