Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

Seeing that everyone was ready, Ergou pulled Pang Long aside: "Leave the main gate to me to attack. You and the other teams must complete the task."

The main entrance is definitely the most dangerous location and will bear the most attacks from enemies.

Pang Long naturally knew the danger of the main entrance, so he immediately refused. Not only did he refuse, but he also showed a vicious look.

"Aren't you just a eunuch who follows His Majesty? What qualifications do you have to order me? I am the Qian President of Jinyiwei, and fighting is my specialty. It's your fault."

Pang Long stared at Ergou fiercely and said.

His usual respect for Er Gou only came from the official hat on Er Gou's head. In fact, in Pang Long's heart, Er Gou was just a eunuch.

"If I hadn't purified myself in the first place, why would I still have a piece of shit like you now?"

Naturally, the two dogs were not to be outdone and faced each other tit for tat.

The two men stared at each other, then suddenly burst into laughter and punched each other in the chest.

"Leave the matter of the main entrance to me, you lead people to kill Munro."

Pang Long said firmly.

Ergou didn't say anything this time. Fighting was really not his specialty. Leading everyone to charge bravely, it was none other than Pang Long.

"In case we fail and we are scattered outside, we will rush out of the city and gather outside the city."

Pang Long frowned and said.

Ergou didn't answer this question. In fact, he was like a mirror in his heart. If he failed, everyone would be dead and there would be no future.

But as for why he risked his life to do this, Ergou couldn't explain. Maybe he wanted to prove himself in front of Ning Fan, maybe he was unwilling to be a eunuch in this life.

And often following Ning Fan, Ergou always had an intuition. He had a premonition that a great and vigorous era was coming, and in this great era, he had to play a very good role.

As for what a good character he is, Ergou has not positioned himself yet, because Ning Fan once said that the height of life is not limited by the outside world, but is defined by your own heart. The sky is as high as the human heart is. .

There are many things Ergou wants to do, but today is his first step. He must survive to do something big.

It was completely dark. Ergou nodded towards Pang Long. The two of them, wearing black brocade sweatshirts, rushed towards the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion like tigers out of their cages.

They had to move quickly and not give the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion any time to react. Ergou and Pang Long reached an agreement on this point. This was a surprise battle and a night battle.

Several groups of people in the light of fire rushed towards the prime minister's palace, shooting and killing everyone who encountered obstacles along the way.

There was a banging sound on the quiet street, a sound that was particularly strange in a foreign country.

When the vast majority of people in Miluo Kingdom did not know what a musket was, this kind of murderous weapon suffered here, and many lives were lost, especially those of the Miluo Kingdom's defenders.

They still relied on their physical bodies to rush upward, but who knew that they all fell to Ning Fan's carefully crafted double-barreled shotgun in the first wave.

This double-barreled shotgun is the crystallization of today's Dakang industrialization. It has reached the highest level of industrialization, and precision machine tools were also used in the process of making it.

Every part is carefully forged, and the lethality effect is naturally extraordinary.

Although there were more than 4,000 guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion, hundreds of them were harvested as soon as they met, which really frightened the remaining people out of their courage. For a time, the whole street was in chaos, and people were on their backs. In addition, the Jinyi guards threw from time to time. The fire from the grenade scared the enemy even more.

"What's going on outside? What happened?"

Munro had a little drink tonight, because he had heard that Dakang's mission was about to withdraw, and he felt happy. Unexpectedly, just as he was hugging his concubine in the 18th room and preparing to go to bed, he heard the chaos and chaos outside. There was also the sound of explosions.

The housekeeper didn't know what was going on outside, so he stood at the door and told Munro that there was nothing going on outside.

But Monroe was still worried, so he hurriedly put on his robe and walked out of the room.

His hair was messy, and his fat belly was even more exaggerated than that of a seven- or eight-month-old pregnant woman.

"What do you mean it's okay? Didn't you hear the killing cry outside? The enemy is about to invade the house. Go and get my armor."

Munro's ability to reach his current position shows that he is definitely not a fool. On the contrary, he is absolutely vigilant.

When he heard the shouts of killing outside, Munro knew that something was wrong. However, there were four thousand guards, and he was not worried for a while in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Master, it seems that Dakang's envoy took action against our guards. They were the first to take action."

A general from the Prime Minister's Office hurriedly ran over from the front with a panicked look on his face.

Munro was getting dressed. When he heard this report from his subordinate, a sneer appeared on his face. In fact, Munro already knew clearly how much the Dakang delegation weighed.

There are less than 1,800 people left in the Dakang envoy. This number of people can't make any waves in the entire Miluo. Now this group of people actually takes the initiative to attack the prime minister's residence. This is tantamount to directly declaring war on Miluo.

"They are looking for death! Tell the brothers, just hit them and don't leave them alive."

Munro is indeed a ruthless person, and he wants to eradicate the root cause.

This is the attitude of strong people in doing things. Either they don't do it or they do it completely, and they will never give people any chance to breathe. In fact, Munro had already thought about it before. Even if he offended Dakang, it actually didn't matter. Not the worst.

Standing directly against Dakang was equivalent to handing over a letter of surrender to the Huns.

In addition, Munro is good at dancing and has good relations with several surrounding countries. If these countries unite to fight against Dakang, they may not be afraid.

"Master, I'm afraid this won't work. What if Da Kang gets angry and sends troops to Miluo? What should we do then?"

A counselor quickly came up to dissuade him.

But Munro didn't listen at all. He shook his head like a rattle and said with disdain: "There is still a vast desert between Dakang and us. What will happen if they send troops? Then we will They left nothing behind."

Hearing Munro's arrogant tone, several counselors around him were stunned, because Dakang was an insurmountable gap in the minds of the Miluo people, and it was their former suzerain country.

The prosperity of Dakang is something deeply rooted in the blood of Miluo people. From the bottom of their hearts, every Miluo person would not want to be an enemy of a country as powerful as Dakang.