At dawn, there was a sudden movement in Dadu City. Groups of Yuanmeng soldiers were running back and forth. The Mingjiao army outside the city were all surprised, wondering what was happening in the city.
What surprised them even more was that in less than half a quarter of an hour, the number of soldiers and horses on the city had dropped sharply, and there were almost none left. This made all the people in the Ming Cult feel at a loss.
Breakout?
Catching a turtle in a urn?
All kinds of speculations emerged in everyone's minds, and many generals could not sit still and began to report level by level, asking for instructions.
It's just that the order from the top management of the Mingjiao to stand still is even more confusing.
Just like this, another hour passed, the sky dimmed, and the morning light first appeared. There was movement in the Mingjiao army in the west of the capital city, and the huge flow of people separated, revealing a wide avenue.
With a roar, the west city gate opened, and groups of Yuanmeng cavalry with helmets and armor poured out like a torrent.
Because there was an order long ago, the Mingjiao army near Xicheng only strengthened their vigilance and made no other moves. They just watched the 70,000 to 80,000 Yuan Mongolian iron cavalry whizzing past and gradually disappearing in the distance of the avenue.
Boom boom boom, drums sounded, and the Mingjiao army began to attack the city at Taiyuan's order.
This attack on the city was unprecedentedly easy. King Ruyang took away almost all the most elite soldiers and horses in the city. The rest were old, weak, sick and disabled, and it was impossible to stop the wolf-like and tiger-like Mingjiao army.
In half an hour, the four gates of the capital city had been completely breached.
Taiyuan followed a group of Mingjiao high-level officials into the city. At this time, the chaos in the capital city had gradually calmed down. The Mingjiao army had strict military discipline, and ordinary civilians were not disturbed in the slightest.
But the Mongolian nobles in the city were in misery. Their homes were ransacked one by one, and their cries were shocking. To all this, Taiyuan remained indifferent.
King Ruyang left in a hurry and did not say hello to many nobles in the city, so by the time they reacted, it was already too late.
Facing the iron-blooded soldiers of the Ming Cult, these previously aloof ruling classes were suddenly knocked down from the mortal world, and tragic consequences awaited them.
For these Mongolian nobles, the Mingjiao had no intention of letting them go. These people were all corpses and had committed countless heinous crimes. At this time, the capital city was destroyed and the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed. Their fate can be imagined.
The Dadu Imperial Palace was also in a state of panic at this time. Emperor Dayuan had just woken up from his bed. Dadu City had been destroyed, the gates of the palace were opened, and the Mingjiao army surged in.
Everything is irreversible. The century-old rule of the Yuan Dynasty has completely ended today.
Taiyuan led a group of people into the Yuan Palace, and saw chaos everywhere, with screams and cries everywhere, and the palace maids and eunuchs were in chaos.
"Send the order and restore peace to the palace as soon as possible."
Not long after, Taiyuan saw the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. He was a middle-aged man with a pale complexion. His robes were messy, his figure was trembling, his eyes were frightened, and he did not look like an emperor at all.
He had no interest in such a last emperor. He waved his hand gently and someone came to deal with this emperor.
In a corner of the imperial garden, red, yellow, green and white, all kinds of exotic flowers were vying for beauty, exuding a heavy floral fragrance. Taiyuan walked in wearing a green dress and fluttering at his feet.
A purple figure is standing quietly among the flowers. This person has a white face, no beard, a delicate appearance, and smooth skin. He looks like a young man in his twenties, but his eyes are full of the vicissitudes of time.
His eyes lit up, and he realized that this person was no stranger to Taiyuan. He was Qingyu, the chief internal officer of the Great Yuan Dynasty.
A generation of innate masters!
"Master Taiyuan, you are finally here. Our family has been waiting for a long time."
Qingyu's tone was soft, like a breeze. Seeing Taiyuan's arrival, she smiled slightly and said hello softly, as if two old friends were meeting, without any sign of tension.
"Eunuch Qingyu, you are well. I never expected that we would meet again at this time of year."
Taiyuan also sighed softly.
"The leader has great talent and great strategy. He commanded the Mingjiao army and destroyed the Yuan Dynasty's century-old foundation in one fell swoop. Are you here to kill me now?"
Qingyu asked with a smile in her eyes.
"Kill you? Why do I want to kill you? Mr. Qingyu, there are only a few people in the world who have reached our level of martial arts cultivation. Who is not a person with great luck, great perseverance, and great wisdom? Now that the Great Yuan has been destroyed,
We don’t have any deep hatred between us, so wouldn’t it be a beautiful thing to sit down and talk about it?”
Taiyuan raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise.
"Huh? Master Taiyuan, your Ming Cult has become a trend, sweeping the world, ruling the nine states, and the establishment of a new dynasty is just around the corner. Do you really not care about our family, a remnant of the previous dynasty? This is not like the thoughts of a heroic emperor, right?
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Qingyu was slightly surprised, as if she didn't expect to hear such an answer from Taiyuan.
The way of an emperor lies in control. The heart of an emperor is based on suspicion. A remnant of the previous dynasty like Qing Yu, who is also a master of martial arts in the realm of innate masters, poses a serious threat to the new dynasty. If he were an ordinary emperor, he would definitely
Kill them quickly and nip all threats in the bud, so Qing Yu has this question.
"Haha, Eunuch Qingyu, when did Pindao become a powerful emperor because he was a martial arts seeker? With your innate cultivation level, you are the right candidate for Pindao to discuss Taoism. If Eunuch has nowhere to go, you can first
Let's go to Wudang Mountain, and I'll be there soon."
Taiyuan smiled faintly. He knew what Qingyu was thinking, but he had no intention of becoming a dynasty emperor. The reason why he swept the world as the leader of Mingjiao and expelled Yuanmeng was to end the chaotic situation in China, and also to use the red dust as the leader of the world.
For the dojo, he can hone his character and improve his martial arts skills. As for becoming an emperor, he really has no such intention.
Ever since he discovered the secret about himself, he knew that his time in this Yitian world was running out. He might suddenly disappear and start another journey. In this case, how could he be a tiring person?
emperor.
Qingyu was silent for a moment, sighed slightly, and vaguely understood Taiyuan's thoughts, so he said no more. A wisp of breeze, like a purple cloud, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. It is not known that he followed Taiyuan's suggestion to Wudang.
Mountain, or somewhere else.
Taiyuan didn't care about this, he had already made arrangements for the next thing.
A few days later, the situation in the capital city gradually stabilized, and the Mingjiao had completely taken control of the situation.
The establishment of the new dynasty was imminent, and a number of Mingjiao high-level officials wrote letters one after another, asking Taiyuan to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, stabilize the situation, enfeoff all ministers, and establish the throne of Jiuzhou.
However, the result was an uproar. At this moment, Taiyuan sent an order to pass the position of leader of the Ming Cult to Zhang Wuji.
This decision is simply earth-shattering. It is equivalent to giving up the throne. In anyone's eyes, this is an incredible thing, but Taiyuan still did it.
On this day, the top leaders of Mingjiao gathered together, and Taiyuan officially passed the position of leader to Zhang Wuji.
In an instant, the entire hall was boiling with excitement. The messengers around Guangming, Wu San people, and the Five Elements Flags were all in disbelief. They couldn't understand why he would make this decision.
"Master, what do you mean by this? At this time, our Ming Sect has unified the country and it is the beginning of the new dynasty. How can you make such a decision?"
"I hope the leader will take back his life!"
Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Yin Tianzheng, Xie Xun, Wu San Ren, Five Elements Banner Master and others all started making noises.
"That's all, brothers, there is no need to say anything more. Pindao's determination has been made and cannot be changed. From today on, the leader of the Ming Cult will be Zhang Wuji. You can also decide on your own regarding the establishment of the new dynasty."
Taiyuan's tone was firm, he had decided this matter early in the morning, and naturally he would not change it.
"Leader, this is not possible. How can I be the leader of the Ming Cult? How can I be the leader of the Ming Cult? I ask the leader to take back his life!"
The most shocked person was Zhang Wuji. Only after hearing the noise from everyone did he fully react and said loudly.
"Haha, Wuji, you don't need to say more. In the past few years, Pindao has been in seclusion. You, the deputy leader, have done a good job, and you have made great contributions to our Mingjiao in conquering the world. This matter is obvious to all, so you don't have to
I declined."
Taiyuan shook his head. He had already understood the current situation of the Mingjiao. He knew that Zhang Wuji, the deputy leader, had done a very competent job over the years. Zhang Wuji at this time was completely different from the original work. Over the years, he had been fighting everywhere with the Mingjiao army.
Because of his outstanding martial arts skills, broad mind, fairness in dealing with things, and benevolence, his reputation in the Ming Cult is very important. At this time, it is definitely not a problem for him to take the position of leader of the Ming Cult. His own prestige in the Ming Cult only depends on himself.
Next, this point also made him very satisfied. If Zhang Wuji had achieved nothing in these years and only had the title of deputy leader of the Ming Cult, then he really would not dare to directly pass the position of leader to Zhang Wuji, but at this time, there is no
This is a concern.
"Okay, this matter has been decided. In the future, you will obey Wuji's order, control the heroes of Mingjiao, and establish a new dynasty. You must put the people of the world first and not be divided internally. Otherwise, if the poor man knows about it, he will not be allowed to
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Taiyuan stood up straight, and before he could finish his words, the figure had already disappeared.
In the main hall, a group of senior Mingjiao officials sighed.
In the end, the matter was finally decided, and a few days later, Zhang Wuji officially ascended to the position of leader of the Ming Cult and issued orders to the world.
At the same time, the establishment of the new dynasty was in full swing. Within half a month, the Ming Dynasty was officially established in the capital city of Yuan and Mongolia.
Zhang Wuji ascended the throne as emperor, with the reign title Shenwu.
This year is also the first year of Shenwu.
At this time, Taiyuan had already set foot on Wudang Mountain.
In the back mountain of Wudang, when Taiyuan arrived, there were intense clashes of energy, which frightened all the birds.
Looking at him, he saw an old Taoist in green robes, with a turtle-like shape and a crane's back. He was tall and arrogant, punching and kicking with great force. His whole body was full of qi, and his Tao charm was mysterious.
The person fighting him was dressed in purple robes, with a white face and no beard. His moves were as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder. To the naked eye, it looked like there were dozens of purple figures taking action.
The two men were fighting with each other with exquisite moves, one fast and one slow, and there were hidden secrets in the movements. Several people nearby watched with great interest.
This group of people is none other than Zhang Sanfeng, Qing Yu, Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Clan, and others. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net