The emperor is right.

Even though Lin Hao is good at speaking, he can say black and white with one mouth, and he can't tell right from wrong. When he pretends to be Lao Lai, he makes a lot of fuss and sophistry. Yao Guang's disciples have a headache, but no one can disprove him.

But he could not refute the emperor's words, and even could not tell his full plot.

But this is not a problem that can be solved by words. This is the imperial dynasty. It is one of the top forces in the whole continent. It is the existence of numerous countries that want to please the alliance.

Of course, he can tell a lot of tricks, from how to investigate spies, to fight against foreign enemies, and even how to stabilize the national day.

But none of these can hide the fact that the emperor canglan chose to retreat when facing the unknown danger on the mountain and river sacrifice.

If you retreat from the once-in-a-thousand-year mountain and river sacrifice, there will be an indelible stain on the imperial court. Even if the enemy appears afterwards, he will be charged with escaping from the battle and ridiculed by people all over the world.

This is the canglan Dynasty. It has its own dignity and dignity. When foreign enemies are not allowed to attack, it escapes and watches the tense.

As one of the most powerful forces on the mainland, in any case, they will choose to attack and annihilate all the enemies coming from afar.

This is the attitude of the canglan emperor and the emperor.

So Lin Hao was silent, unable to express his full stomach of opposition.

Finally, he didn't open his eyes, nodded under the emperor's gaze, chose to give way, and didn't insist on everyone's point of view.

"This mountain and river sacrifice is not only a festival, but also represents the integrity, dignity and strength of our canglan Dynasty." The emperor did not further blame him, but patted Lin Hao on the shoulder, in a serious and low tone, "you can understand my inability to retreat."

Bi Dijun shook his head, and his royal highness yanked the reins of Ma Qingming again.

There was no accident on their faces. Obviously they knew the emperor very well and knew that they could not retreat at this time. So they straightened their backs and went on.

Everyone did not look at the disappearing pools and waterfalls. They all stepped over the muddy ground in silence and followed in awe.

But I didn't take two steps. I was about to reach the part of the snow mountain, but the ground suddenly gushed out countless mud balls.

"What's the matter?" As soon as the chieftain saw the people stop, he muttered in a low voice and looked at the ground.

I saw something surging under the soil, crawling out one by one, shaking the soil on my body.

Lin Hao shivered and prayed silently in his heart: as long as it's not a bug, it's all right.

That silver armour general in one fell swoop the long gun in the hand, casually punctured a mud ball, shook off its whole body of soil, carefully looked at it, then nodded to the emperor, whispered: "emperor, this is a young cicada crawling out of the ground."

With a frown, Lin Hao immediately took a few steps forward, looked up at the tip of the gun, and whispered: "young cicada? But now it's not time for the young cicada to break through the ground? "

"Then I don't know." General Yinjia shook his head and the tip of his gun shook. He threw the young cicada back to the ground and picked up some creeping mud balls to observe carefully.

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