Tens of thousands of red-blooded cavalry roared, making their blood boil.

"The Eighth Prince and I will go to the Imperial Capital first, and you will follow later and kill towards the Imperial Capital!"

Lu Ming ordered.

"Yes, kill towards the imperial capital!"

The red-blooded cavalry roared.

"Walk!"

Then, Lu Ming took Huachi and continued towards the imperial capital.

In the imperial capital, in the palace, there was singing and dancing.

In the imperial garden of the imperial capital, King Zhentian was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a dragon chair at the top. Beside him, there were several beautiful concubines sitting.

A little further down, Hua Jie, wearing a dragon robe, was sitting there with an expression that looked like he was begging for Ni Sifang.

Below, sat hundreds of civil and military officials.

In the center of the imperial garden, many girls were dancing, and King Zhen Tian was beaming with joy.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty. Now, the Shifang Sword Sect and the Sun Legion are already attacking the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Soon, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect will be defeated. When the Lie Sun Empire is unified, Your Majesty will be the master of the Lie Sun Empire.

"

A minister with sly eyebrows flattered King Zhentian wildly.

"Hahaha! That's what Aiqing said!"
Chapter completed!