Chapter 452: Scaled Dragon Flying Car

On the warship on the sea of ​​Fengmingyuan.

General Bo Luo, the golden armored general, raised his left hand and made a gesture of preparing to fire.

As soon as his raised arm fell, the six hundred dragon cannons on the thirty warships would open fire together, targeting Fengmingyuan on the opposite side.

"Do you really want to bury these five princes together on this Fengmingyuan Island? If you do so, if the great emperor regrets it one day, wouldn't I become a sinner?" General Bo Luo, the golden armored general, raised his hand for a long time, and he hesitated a little. For the first time, he felt that his left hand seemed not to be his own, but to be raised like a mountain, which made him a little breathless.

At this time, the five princes at the exit were like frightened birds.

"Let's run away separately. Whether we can survive depends on our own luck." The purple-robed third prince suggested.

"What a joke. The prince of the East China Sea Grand Palace was scared away by the East China Sea expedition fleet. Where is the dignity of my royal family? Why don't I take the lead, and you follow me to rush into the artillery fire and kill him without leaving a single piece of armor." The red-robed second prince, who was the most powerful among the few, gritted his teeth and said, with red demonic energy surging on his body, and a fierce scaly dragon with red eyes and red scales appeared behind him.

The green-robed fifth prince and the blue-robed sixth prince did not comment, and stood side by side, not knowing what to do.

The golden-robed eldest prince narrowed his eyes, calmed down his emotions and said: "The expedition fleet's artillery fire is very powerful. With 30 warships firing at the same time, the entire island where Fengmingyuan is located may sink under the artillery fire. Even if we flee in all directions, the result can only be covered by artillery fire and defeated one by one. There are two feasible ways. First, we will combine our forces and defend together, constantly change positions according to the weak gaps where the shells fall, minimize the damage, and then wait for an opportunity to escape. Second, we run back to Fengmingyuan. As long as we enter a sufficient depth, even if we are buried below, it is much better than staying in place and being directly attacked by artillery fire. However, we will encounter the thieves who are still in Fengmingyuan, and a fierce battle is inevitable."

"Time is running out. Choose one of the two. I agree to withdraw to Fengmingyuan." The purple-robed third prince said loudly.

"It doesn't matter. You will be killed wherever you are." The red-robed second prince narrowed his eyes and showed a ruthless look on his face.

…

At this moment, a dazzling golden light flashed in the distant sky, like a golden blade passing through the sky, rushing towards the direction where Feng Mingyuan was.

From far to near, it only took a blink of an eye.

On the observation platform on the tall mast of the warship, the soldier holding a monocular telescope, who was responsible for observing the situation around the warship, discovered this change early.

"Go and report to the general quickly, it is the scale dragon flying car driven by the great emperor, and it is flying towards us."

The golden armor general Bo Luo, who learned the news, relaxed his originally tangled face. He raised his left hand and swung it back, making a gesture to stop the attack. Then he took a monocular telescope and looked carefully at the golden light flying from the horizon.

"It is the scale dragon flying car of the great emperor." Bo Luo said excitedly.

Then he ordered loudly: "All ship guns listen to the order, suspend the attack preparation, lower the muzzle, and unload the stray bullets."

With an order, the muzzles of the raised guns on the thirty warships were lowered together, and the pills on the barrels were removed.

"Report to the general, the attack is over, and the shells have been unloaded." The personal guard on one side reported in time.

Boro nodded, waved his hand, and the personal guard retreated.

Boro looked at the princes who were just a few tiny figures at the exit of Fengmingyuan opposite, then wiped the sweat from his face with his right hand, and said thankfully: "Fortunately, I didn't give the attack order just now. It seems that the emperor's plan was successful, and these princes don't have to be buried with him."

...

A few days ago.

Boro sent a memorial to report the situation of Donghe City to the emperor who was in the East China Sea Palace.

Donghe City, as the acropolis of the East China Sea Palace, is not too far away.

On the third night, Boro, who was reading in the study, suddenly noticed an unusual movement outside the door.

"Who is there? How dare you sneak outside my study? Are you tired of living?" Boro put down the military book in his hand and said sternly.

Then, the door of the study was pushed open from the outside with a creak.

Whoosh!

A tall black figure flashed in silently.

The person who came in was wearing a nightgown and covered his head with a black scarf, revealing only two deep eyes.

When Bo Luo saw this person, he was not angry, but panicked.

He hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on one knee and said, "I deserve to die. I greet His Majesty the Great Emperor. Please forgive me for offending His Majesty just now."

The black-clothed masked man removed the black scarf covering his head with one hand, revealing an old man's face, and on his forehead, there was a proud sharp horn on each side, which was intimidating without anger. The person who came was none other than the Great Emperor of the East China Sea.

"Get up, don't make a sound, I came here tonight, and I have something to discuss with you." The Great Emperor said calmly.

Bo Luo hurriedly gave up his seat, and after the Great Emperor sat down, he stood aside respectfully, pretending to listen attentively.

"I received your memorial. You said that Yun Qiao'er, the Saint of the Pig Spirit Tribe, is in your Donghe City." After the Great Emperor sat down, he got straight to the point.

"That is indeed the case. I have fulfilled my mission and will capture her and bring her back to Donghe City. I will wait for your Majesty's decision." Boro replied quickly.

"You did a good job. Next, I want you to escort this girl to the deepest part of Feng Ming Yuan. Then use her as bait to introduce Xu Yang, Gui Gu Changyang and Liu Haiyu mentioned in your memorial. . I will first send several princes into Feng Ming Yuan, activate the ancient scale dragon formation there, and use Feng Ming Yuan's geographical location to surround and kill these thieves."

"These thieves are so powerful that they destroyed Wei Chen's Golden Crystal Formation on the coast of the East China Sea. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to let a few princes go into battle. Why not let the old minister take the lead in organizing the manpower and definitely capture these thieves?" Bo Luo suggested. road.

The great emperor did not answer immediately, he was thoughtful. After a moment, he said calmly: "In recent years, my body has been itchy. My sons have caused a lot of troubles secretly and overtly in order to compete for the position of crown prince. You must also know it. It's just that I turned a blind eye. Eyes, just pretending not to know.”

After speaking, the great emperor sighed and stopped talking, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

Bo Luo rolled his eyes and figured out what the other party was thinking, and whispered: "What does Your Majesty mean? Let several princes compete fairly in this mission? To prevent them from secretly fighting in the future and causing greater chaos. "

The Great Emperor glanced at Bo Luo and said with a smile: "As expected of the general of my East China Sea Expedition Fleet, nothing can be hidden from your plans. I do mean so, but?" At this point, the Great Emperor paused. Suddenly, his expression became extremely serious.

Seeing this, Bo Luo no longer dared to interrupt at will, and thought to himself: "This time the Emperor himself is here in person, I'm afraid there are big things going on, so it's better not to speculate."

"Bo Luo accepts the order!" the great emperor suddenly said solemnly.

Boluo quickly adjusted his clothes, then knelt down to wait.

"If the five princes cannot unite in Feng Mingyuan and fail to activate the Scale Dragon Formation, and they plot against each other in order to compete for the position of crown prince, they will not be killed by those thieves. As soon as they leave Feng Mingyuan, You immediately use the artillery fire from your expedition fleet to bury them all in Feng Ming Yuan," the emperor spoke clearly.

"I will bear in mind your Majesty's instructions." Bolo replied loudly.

The great emperor glanced down at Boluo who was kneeling on the ground, turned and left without saying a word.

At this time, Bo Luo was already breaking out in a cold sweat, but he did not dare to raise his head to look at the great emperor. He kept his head sullen and thought to himself: "Kill the prince? Killing the emperor's own son is a treason, and it is a crime to kill the whole family."

The figure of the great emperor flashed to the door, but his footsteps stopped at the door, and then he said in a soothing tone: "If they successfully activate the eight-differentiated scale dragon formation, I will come back in time on the scale dragon speed car. When the time comes, please show mercy to the general. , after all, they are all my sons.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a creaking sound, the door was opened and closed, and the great emperor was nowhere to be seen.

Boluo, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't get up for a long time. His head seemed to be stuffed with a ball of thread and he couldn't figure it out.

"No matter what, just do it. Maybe the great emperor is right to do this, in case he unfortunately dies beforehand and does not establish a crown prince. When those princes fight, the forces behind them will destroy the East China Sea. The Grand Palace will be torn to pieces. By then, I don’t know how many people will die in the palace incident. I am afraid that the Scale Dragon Clan will fall apart on its own before being defeated by other Donghai tribes." Bo Luo said to himself before slowly standing up. Come.

…

In the blink of an eye, the golden scaled dragon speed car arrived above the Boluo fleet.

In the dazzling golden light, it slowly landed on the deck of Boluo's flagship.

The scale dragon speed car is two feet long, and its appearance is similar to that of an ordinary boat, except that its surface is made of pure gold and embellished with pearls, making it extremely gorgeous and sparkling with gold.

In front of the speeding car, there is a crystal scale dragon pulling the car. These two crystal scale dragons are extremely delicate. Every transparent scale on their body is as real, and their eyes are bright and flexible.

I saw the great emperor in a golden python robe with a smile on his face. He personally pulled a young man with two horns like him and strode off the speeding car.

"Welcome Your Majesty!"

"No gift!"

Boluo glanced up and saw the two horns on the young man's head, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

"I've met the prince." Boluo said respectfully.

The boy just nodded.

The Great Emperor on the side explained: "This is my eighth prince, whom you have met before. He has just received the blessing of luck from the eight-dimensional scale dragon, and he suddenly looks a few years older."

"Expedition Fleet Boluo has met the Eighth Prince." Boluo said respectfully again.

The Great Emperor looked at the princes at the gate of Feng Mingyuan and said with satisfaction: "I am very pleased that they did not kill each other for their own selfish desires. How are the thieves in Feng Mingyuan?"

"Before, I saw several princes running out in a panic, but I didn't see the demon sword they had recaptured in their hands. I'm afraid the mission was not accomplished. The thieves headed by Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu should still be in Fengmingyuan." Bo Luo made a quick judgment.

The Great Emperor frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said decisively: "Pass my order, the mission continues. As the prince, whoever can snatch back the demon knife with the gray scale dragon parasitized at the gate of Feng Mingyuan will be crowned the crown prince. "

After the great emperor finished speaking, he turned towards the young eighth prince beside him and said kindly: "Son, you go too. Let your brothers see the true crown prince of the eight different lineages of our Scale Dragon Clan. , what it should look like.”

"My child knows, but my child has never fought with anyone." The eighth prince said timidly.

Although the eighth prince looks like a boy, his actual age is only seven years old.

"It's okay. You don't have to fight yourself. You know what to do." The emperor said with a smile.

"My son obeys your orders." The eighth prince turned around and got off the warship.