Chapter 1292 (1/2)

These barbarians hold machetes. Although they are far away from Jingdi, their war dance is for him to see.

A great country, the king of a country, has been provoked by a small barbarian country.

How could emperor Jing endure this, so his face became more and more ugly.

The surrounding ministers were also very nervous by the oppressive atmosphere.

Usually arrogant and domineering imperial concubines wish they didn't exist at this time.

Around the man's aura, pressure let her gasp.

However, the queen on one side looked at the man, and her face showed resentment.

She hated the barbarians who provoked her country.

The hatred burst out in his eyes, which made the Fujun sitting on the stage show his heartache.

The dance of man Kingdom ended in a quarter of an hour.

Prince tatasinku was proud to see the faces of the people around him turn ugly.

This shows that their barbaric country is a terrifying strength.

Until the end of the battle dance, these people stacked one by one, standing in the center of the hall, the machete in their hands facing the surrounding civil and military officials.

These barbarians did not target the machete at the man on the Dragon chair.

Zhong Dequan wiped the sweat on his forehead.

The tension around us is burning at the touch of it.

If these barbarians made a breakthrough and pointed their swords in the wrong direction, they would see blood today.

Emperor Jing looked at these barbarians with an evil smile on his lips.

Good! Good job!

Today, the great monarch was provoked by the barbarians.

Emperor Jing could not turn his face at this time, and even wanted to reward him.

”Good! What a reward

Prince tataxinku immediately stood up and said, ”thank you, your majesty.”

There was no sincere thanks for this. Emperor Jing disdained it, but said in a warm voice: ”Prince Tata, you are welcome.”

Next came the dancers from the teaching workshop.