I wield power with my innate talents, and forge the Heavenly Court.

In the main hall of the palace, Dorgon sat on the throne, and the high-pitched, clear voice of the eunuchs echoed throughout the hall.

"Now, the Great Khan Aisin Gioro Dorgon intends to personally lead a large army on a western expedition."
However, a country cannot be without a ruler for even a day.
Therefore, the current Khan is Aisin-Gioro Fulin.
Aisin-Gioro Dorgon, retired to the rank of Prince Rui
Admire this! "

As the imperial edict was read, the golden dragon symbolizing the nation's destiny above the capital city instantly let out a series of roars, suddenly spewing out a stream of pure dragon energy that descended towards Fu Lin.

However, he had not yet received the imperial decree.

Therefore, that pure dragon energy only transformed into an illusory dragon shape, hovering continuously above Fu Lin's head, but never actually descended.

Upon hearing the contents of the imperial edict, the entire palace hall fell silent instantly, becoming deathly still.

The eunuch's voice still echoed in their ears, but it felt like an eternity to everyone. They knelt on the ground, dumbfounded and motionless, completely unsure of how to react.

Fan Wencheng, kneeling in the first column on the right, was the first to react and gradually came back to his senses.

I'm afraid the situation on the front lines isn't too ideal.
At this moment, the others also realized what was happening and immediately spoke up to dissuade them.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't! You mustn't!"

"Yes, Great Khan, the Great Khan is in his prime, how can he abdicate?"
Moreover, Prince Fulin is still young; how could he possibly be fit to ascend the throne?

The young Prince Fulin, who was already in his twenties or thirties, glanced at the man secretly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

Fu Lin was both apprehensive and excited about the unexpected windfall.

It's impossible to say that he had no ambition for the Khanate.

After all, that Khanate should have rightfully belonged to him.

However, Dorgon's sudden abdication also filled him with apprehension.

Could this be a test by Dorgon? Or perhaps some kind of trap?

Therefore, even Fu Lin himself was filled with fear and trepidation at this moment.

But if you say you can't find a reason, you could at least just say he's no good.

What do you mean by "he is still young"?
He's already in his twenties or thirties, and his son is quite grown up.

To put it bluntly, he's almost a grandfather, yet some people say he's still young?
This is an insult to him.

However, this is not the time to dwell on such things.

He should think about how to deal with Dorgon's imperial edict granting him the right to the throne.

Thinking of this, Fulin quickly crawled out on his knees, kowtowed, and loudly declared his intentions.

"Great Khan, the Great Khan is in the prime of his life, how can he abdicate?"

Then, Fu Lin gritted his teeth, his face darkening as he spoke.

“Fulin is still young and knows nothing about politics and military affairs. How can he bear the heavy responsibility of the throne?”
We urge the Great Khan to rescind his order.

However, no matter how much everyone tried to persuade him, Dorgon remained unmoved and stated firmly:
"My mind is made up, you don't need to try to persuade me anymore!"

"Aisin-Gioro Fulin, why aren't you receiving the imperial decree?"

Now, no one can stop him from escaping the Qing Dynasty.

"Your subject, Aisin-Gioro Fulin, receives the imperial decree and expresses his gratitude!"

In the end, Fulin opened his mouth, but seeing Dorgon's resolute expression, he could only accept the imperial decree with apparent helplessness.

The eunuch delivering the imperial edict descended the steps and solemnly placed it in Fu Lin's raised hands.

The next instant, the pure dragon energy that had been swirling above his head suddenly plummeted down.

After circulating within Fu Lin's body, it transformed into a faint golden aura that rose up, manifesting as a canopy that cast down strands of golden light, firmly protecting him within.

At the same time, Fu Lin also sensed a majestic and domineering dragon casting its gaze upon him, its domineering aura locking onto him, causing his body to tremble slightly.

Fortunately, the golden canopy above his head trembled slightly, instantly neutralizing the domineering aura and allowing him to recover.

Subsequently, Fu Lin sensed a faint sense of closeness from the golden dragon symbolizing the nation's destiny.

"Fulin, hurry up and come up!"

Looking down at Fulin, Dorgon spoke expressionlessly.

"Huh? Oh!"

Fulin, somewhat dazed by this unexpected windfall, only came to his senses after hearing Dorgon's words.

Looking somewhat bewildered at Dorgon above, she took a light step and, supported by the eunuch, walked up the imperial steps.

When Fulin arrived before Dorgon, Dorgon suddenly stood up, gave up his seat, pulled him over, and pressed him onto the throne before facing the assembled officials.

After he ascended the throne, the golden dragon of national fortune above the capital immediately roared and looked down at Fu Lin, showing some restlessness.

"You all should quickly pay your respects to the new Khan."

The ministers, realizing what was happening, exchanged glances instantly.

Although I have no idea what Dorgon is up to.

But at this point, they had no choice but to cooperate.

"Your humble servants pay homage to the Great Khan! Long live the Great Khan! Long live the Great Khan! Long live the Great Khan!"

After a series of kneeling and kowtowing, this extremely simple abdication ceremony came to an end.

The next instant, the golden dragon of national destiny roared.

"Ang~!"

"boom!"

The national destiny dragon energy, several meters long, was instantly spewed out by the golden dragon of national destiny.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon energy swirled and twisted, transforming into a smaller version of the golden dragon symbolizing the nation's destiny.

The dragon's aura descended, instantly transforming into a magnificent canopy, protecting and blessing body and mind.

At this moment, Fulin felt that the entire palace was under his mental control, and his every move was blessed by the imperial dragon energy, making him noble and domineering.

It was as if every word and action of his could determine the life or death of the officials below.

Unconsciously, Fulin turned to look at Dorgon.

Vast as an abyss, majestic and domineering, it seemed to be surrounded by a supreme and noble golden dragon.

As if sensing something, Dorgon, who was standing, slightly turned his head and lowered his eyes, glancing sideways at Fulin.

That glance was like the lowering of a dragon's eyes, or the gaze of a celestial being.

Fulin felt as if Dorgon had seen through all his secrets and thoughts, and fear instantly rose in his heart, causing him to lower his head slightly.

For a moment, Fu Lin felt both ashamed and angry.

He was already the Great Khan, so why did Dorgon dare to treat him like this? Why was he still afraid of him?

For a moment, Fulin truly wished Dorgon dead, or at least that he would leave the palace as soon as possible, preferably far away from the capital.

Wasn't he going on a western expedition? Then hurry up and go, it would be best if he died there.

Having reigned on the throne for over a decade, Dorgon's grasp of human nature had reached an unparalleled level, and he naturally saw through Fulin's little scheme at a glance.

However, he simply didn't care.

After abdicating, Dorgon spent a day preparing before leading a group of loyal and capable civil and military officials and his army westward.

With Dorgon's departure, the golden dragon of national fortune that belonged to Dorgon also began to shift, gradually moving westward.

Furthermore, as the Golden Dragon of National Fortune shifted, countless golden points of light began to emanate from its body, drifting and converging towards the capital, like a dazzling galaxy, all merging into the newly born Golden Dragon of National Fortune. As a result, Dorgon's Golden Dragon of National Fortune gradually shrank in size, eventually becoming only a hundred zhang in length.

At this point, the golden dragon representing the nation's destiny stopped radiating its dragon aura and stabilized at its current size.

Dorgon, far from being disappointed by this situation, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they lost most of their strength, they finally completed the final cut.

Moreover, the transfer carried out in this way does not seem to have damaged its fundamental nature.

If he wanted, he could rebuild the country and ascend the throne again at any time.

Meanwhile, the golden dragon representing the nation's fortune, belonging to Fu Lin, began to gradually expand and grow, slowly connecting with the fortunes of the surrounding nations.

The range of absorption and sensing gradually expanded from the main hall of the palace to the entire palace, and then to the imperial city and the capital.

Feeling as if he were a god high above him, Fu Lin was overjoyed.

He felt even better when he sensed that the golden dragon representing his own national destiny had grown to a size of ten thousand feet, while the golden dragon representing Dorgon's national destiny, which had already left, had become only a hundred feet in size.

Hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave, never come back.
Because of some ulterior motives at the time of the founding of the nation, the capital city established by Dorgon was originally far away from the Celestial Empire.

As Dorgon conquered more and more territory, he even moved the capital several times, constantly chasing after the Russian Empire.

In his words, he was imitating the Ming Dynasty's Yongle Emperor, who was the emperor guarding the nation's gates.

The truth is, try to stay as far away from China as possible.

Therefore, when Dorgon led his army westward, it did not take long for them to reach the border.

"drive!"

"crash"

With the thunderous sound of hooves, Dorgon and his men instantly stormed into Russian territory.

In response, the soldiers of the Rakshasa Kingdom retreated to the city walls, guarded the city gates, and loaded their guns and cannons.

They were truly terrified of the Qing army, just like the Ming army before them, and could only rely on the city walls to hold out, daring not to leave the city to fight at all.

However, this time, Dorgon and his men had no intention of attacking the city at all. Instead, they bypassed the city and drove away with a rumble.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers guarding the city were all stunned.

What is Dorgon doing? Why isn't he attacking the city?
Suddenly, one of the generals realized what was happening and shouted loudly.

"This is bad! Dorgon is preparing to strike straight at the heart of the enemy! Report to the King immediately!"

Upon receiving the report, Romanov III was also alarmed and immediately summoned his ministers to discuss countermeasures.

After more than a decade of war, the Romanov dynasty lost territory after territory, and now only the last, and original, piece of land remains.

If they lose it again, their country will be destroyed.

However, as they anxiously prepared for the final, fierce defensive battle...

But they suddenly discovered that Dorgon's army was not engaging them in battle, nor did it intend to attack the city.

Instead, they marched in a grand procession through the territory of the Romanov dynasty and into the Zaporozhye Cossacks.

And in the shortest possible time, they destroyed the country and allowed it a period of recuperation.

Faced with a force that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, the surrounding countries were naturally dissatisfied.

However, faced with the powerful Qing army and Dorgon, they could only grit their teeth and accept it.

Meanwhile, as Dorgon entered the territory of the Romanov dynasty, his suppression and interference with the Golden Dragon of Fortune instantly vanished.

At this moment, Fulin's mind and spirit completely merged with the golden dragon of the nation's destiny, instantly spreading throughout the entire country.

"."

In an instant, Fu Lin froze on the spot, his face turning pale and then red, before finally turning ashen.

"Dorgun!"

You deserve to die!

Fulin murmured each word carefully, his teeth grinding together, wishing he could bite Dorgon to death right now.

He said that Dorgon's abdication in his favor must have been ill-intentioned.

As he had guessed, most of the Qing Dynasty's territory had now fallen.

Furthermore, the fate of the Celestial Empire is like a tsunami, rapidly advancing towards the new Shengjing.

Now they are only a few hundred miles apart.

Given the speed of China's advance, this distance will be covered in no time.

When Fu Lin finally came to his senses, looking utterly defeated, and stepped out of the room to gaze at the city beyond, he saw a black dot rapidly approaching in the sky above the city.

That was the rune shuttle of the Celestial Empire.

A moment later, one after another, the rune-inscribed shuttles hovered outside the new Shengjing.

In an instant, the entire capital city was plunged into chaos.

They never expected that, just two days after the start of the war, the Heavenly Dynasty army would directly reach the gates of the capital.

Uh... no, that should be the city wall.

Because the Celestial Empire's rune shuttle, although it did not immediately launch an attack, did not fall either, but hovered in mid-air.

Looking at the rune shuttle flying in mid-air, the soldiers guarding the city couldn't help but look at each other, their hearts filled with unease.

How are they supposed to fight?

As the defenders of the city, they should have been in a superior position with a certain geographical advantage.

But now, wow, it's completely reversed.

Although they had never witnessed the rune shuttle's attack, its advantage of hovering in mid-air was already beyond their reach.

The only thing we can rely on is probably the military formation and the fact that the capital city is protected by the Golden Dragon, symbolizing the nation's destiny.

The defending general took a deep breath, suppressing his fear and anxiety, and suddenly shouted out.

"Soldiers, form ranks!"

"Whoo!"

As the surrounding soldiers roared in response, waves of qi and blood began to spread, and bursts of military aura rose.

"boom!"

Ultimately, the boundless energy of blood and evil combined to evolve into a flickering crimson light shield that enveloped the entire capital city.

Above the military formation is a giant blood-red python, serving as the soul of the formation.

"Ang~!"

The golden dragon roared, and a golden light flashed, instantly merging into the army formation and dyeing the blood-red light shield a golden-red color.

At the same time, a black and gold dragon slowly emerged in the sky above the city. Then, it circled and swooped down, instantly merging with the python's military spirit, transforming into a black, red, and gold tricolor dragon, which circled and looked at the flying shuttles outside the city.

Ultimately, Fulin was still somewhat unwilling. He had only been the Great Khan for a day when he was besieged in the capital.

He had only enjoyed it for less than a day, how could he be willing to lose it in the blink of an eye?

He felt that with the capital's military formation and the dragon's power to suppress all magic, they might be able to withstand the Heavenly Dynasty's army's attack. (End of Chapter)