On a stormy winter day, King Shen, who failed to seize the throne twenty-eight years ago, came back with thousands of troops and horses.
King Shen, dressed in military uniform and riding on a war horse, followed by thousands of troops and horses, came to the palace gate of the imperial city and looked at the current sage Emperor Jiayu from a distance.
Emperor Jiayu's eyes were heavy, and he stood on the palace gate looking at his brother, feeling a little dazed.
King Shen hit the sword with a wave of his hand and said in a deep voice: "Jiayu, do you think the soldiers and horses behind me are strong?"
"Strong!"
The soldiers and horses behind King Shen held their flags high, and hundreds of thousands of people shouted loudly, showing a sense of awe.
"Jiayu, do you think the people in the land I rule are healthy?"
"Ankang!"
The questions and answers between King Shen and hundreds of thousands of soldiers made King Shen's party look like divine soldiers descending from the sky. Even Emperor Jiayu did not dare to look directly at them.
"Then please, the emperor's brother, return the throne that belongs to me."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
