Suning woke up with a splitting headache, but the sound of fighting could be heard all around. He looked around at the situation blankly, only to find that he was holding a good-looking sword and was being attacked by a group of panicked people in Feiyu uniforms holding Xiuchun.
Dao was protected by his royal guards, and a few trembling eunuchs in the corner were even more eye-catching.
"Where is this?" Suning felt like his brain was shutting down.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty! This is a Tumu Fort!" a eunuch replied in a panic.
"Wang Zhen?" Looking at the panicked eunuch in front of him, Suning blurted out a name.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, General Fan is really useless. Even an army of 500,000 people cannot resist the Mongolian Tatars." Now Wang Zhen was so frightened that his teeth were chattering, but he still did not change his sinister and cunning nature.
"Slave dog! Shut up! Are you the only one who can kill me, General Fan, to slander me?" Suning quickly understood the situation and angrily rebuked the eunuch in front of him.
"ah?"
Soon an old man with scars all over his body and an arrow in his body ran in. As soon as he saw Suning in the C position, he knelt down heavily, "Your Majesty, the last general..."
"General Fan, there's no need to say anything, I already know everything." Looking at Fan Zhong who was already furious, Suning felt a pain in his heart for no reason, and then stopped him from continuing to consume his energy, "Take these pills quickly.
In a moment we will die together on the battlefield."
"Your Majesty..." Looking at Suning who was holding a handful of small pills of different colors with a righteous expression in his mouth, Fan Zhong suddenly took all the pills with sadness and ate them without any care.
Go down.
"Your Majesty..." Fan Zhong swallowed all the pills and endured the strong bitter taste in his mouth. He was about to continue introducing something, but found a transparent bottle in Suning's hand again.
"General Fan, drink some water quickly."
Looking at Suning who could still laugh, Fan Zhong really wanted to smash his head in. He restrained his impulse with difficulty, took the "water" handed over by Suning and drank it in a big gulp.
"emperor......"
"Come on! You dog slaves, come and serve General Fan to remove his armor. I want to treat his injuries as soon as possible." Suning didn't want to hear what Fan Zhong said. Instead, he looked at the shivering eunuchs in the corner and shouted.
"ah......"
At this time, all the royal guards and eunuchs in the dilapidated house were collectively stunned. The tense and solemn atmosphere was also eliminated by Suning's magic operation. They all looked back at their emperor stupidly.
"Yes...yes! Your Majesty."
"Hurry up! You bunch of slaves, don't you know how to serve people?" Suning urged angrily as he looked at the trembling eunuchs.
"Your Majesty, our army of 500,000 is finished..." Fan Zhong introduced to Suning in grief as a few eunuchs took off his armor.
"General Fan, I know everything you said. I will give you some medicine first, and then I will take you to meet an army of 500,000 people underground."
"Ah? Your Majesty, you absolutely must not do this!"
At this time, Suning didn't pay attention to the confused people. Instead, he magically took out a small medicine bottle and white wine again, and directly applied them together on Fan Zhong's wound. Soon Fan Zhong felt a refreshing feeling, and his whole body changed.
Much more comfortable.
"Your Majesty, what kind of wine is this?" Fan Zhong looked at Suning in confusion.
"General Fan, I thought you would ask what kind of medicine this is first?" Hearing Fan Zhong's first question, Suning couldn't help but smile, and then explained to the alcoholic Fan Zhong, "This
It’s Maotai! It’s the best wine in the world, but you just took anti-inflammatory medicine and you can’t drink it right away.”
"Ah? That's a pity." After hearing Suning's explanation, Fan Zhong no longer felt the grief at the beginning, but could not help but feel regretful, "If I could take a sip before dying, I, Fan Zhong, would be willing to die.
.”
"Don't worry! I have plenty here! We'll go out and kill everyone in a while, and then come back and drink Maotai."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" At this time, all the Jin Yiwei and Fan Zhong present knelt down to express their gratitude, but Fan Zhong continued, "Your Majesty, you just need to stay here peacefully, and your generals and others will go out to fight."
"General Fan, officers and men, I know that I am sorry for you, but the matter has come to this, and I am willing to bury the bones here with all the officers and men. I wonder if you, the officers and men, would agree?"
"emperor......"
"One general is incompetent and the three armies are exhausted. I, the incompetent emperor, am sorry for you."
"Your Majesty, it's all the fault of Wang Zhen, the dog slave next to you. If he hadn't changed the marching route arbitrarily, why would our Ming Dynasty's army of half a million be so indifferent?" At this time, the angry Fan Zhong gritted his teeth and looked at Wang aside.
Vibrate.
"Ah? Your Majesty..." Wang Zhen felt the killing intent from all around, and couldn't help but hugged Suning's thigh in fear, "You must save this slave!"
"You bitch, get out of here!" Suning forcefully kicked away Wang Zhen, who was trembling and begging for mercy.
"General Fan, the main responsibility is that I listened to the slander, which led to the change of the march route." Suning is not a man who shirks responsibility. It is indeed his original fault to interfere in the harem. Then he looked at Fan Zhong firmly and explained, "One day
We will fight out together and fight to the death with the Tatar army outside. As for Wang Zhen and these eunuchs, if we give them a chance to die in battle, their lives will not be considered in vain."
"Your Majesty..." Fan Zhong didn't expect Suning to ask like this.
"Wang Zhen, now everyone in the world thinks that you are the culprit. Your family and relatives will be cut into pieces by the angry people. I will give you a chance to make meritorious service now, and I will give you 500,000 yuan."
The whole army died on the battlefield together, so you are considered an upright man." Suning suddenly turned to look at the stunned Wang Zhen and shouted.
"Ah? Wang Zhen, thank you Your Majesty for this." Wang Zhen reacted and immediately fell to his knees.
"And you, whether you take the knife or not, you will fight and die with me on the battlefield. You can be regarded as real men without follicles." Suning turned to look at the other eunuchs, among whom Qing Shiliu was "notorious"
"Xining.
"Yes...yes! Your Majesty." Several young eunuchs replied fearfully.
"Your Majesty, if you had woken up earlier, why would you have done this!" Fan Zhong felt sad again as he looked at Suning who looked down on life and death.
"General Fan, there is no need to say anything. I will personally wear the armor for you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Suning quickly helped Fan Zhong put on his armor again, then magically took out a lot of Maotai, opened a bottle of wine in public, and then said to the excited soldiers, "Soldiers, let's drink this now."
Drink, and then go out to kill the enemy together."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" All the remaining soldiers opened the wine bottles in the same manner and started drinking with Suning. Even the timid eunuchs drank a bottle of Maotai and suddenly felt all over their bodies.
My blood boiled again.
"Haha, it's such a good drink! So enjoyable!" Everyone shouted in surprise.
Seeing others drinking so happily, but he could only avoid drinking, Fan Zhong felt very uncomfortable at this time, "Your Majesty, we will die on the battlefield in a while, just let the general take a sip.
"
"This..." Looking at Fan Zhong who was praying in front of him, Suning gritted his teeth and agreed, and then handed the wine bottle in his hand to Fan Zhong, "Okay! General Fan, drink!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
I don't know whether Suning's lame pre-war mobilization had an effect, or whether everyone had forgotten life and death under the anesthesia of alcohol. Suning felt that everyone seemed tragic. Even the little eunuchs who were shaking just now picked up the food on the ground.
Xiuchundao, his face flushed, looked at their emperor Suning excitedly.
"Soldiers! Open the gate and let's kill together!" Suning shouted with great passion.
"Yes! Your Majesty, I am willing to fight and die together with Your Majesty."
"Squeak!"
A harsh wooden door opened, and the sound of fighting outside the door suddenly stopped. Many soldiers from both sides looked this way. Suning raised the sword in his hand and shouted to the soldiers fighting in front, "Sun, Moon, Mountains, and Rivers"
, the Ming Dynasty will last forever!"
"The Ming army will follow me to kill!"
"kill!"
Seeing Suning shouting and fighting towards the enemy, Fan Zhong and the Jinyi guards behind him immediately shouted to kill. Finally, Wang Zhen and several other young eunuchs also stumbled over with embroidered spring knives.
The Ming army, which was retreating steadily, saw their emperor and General Fan coming out to fight. They all felt that the pores in their bodies were opening, and they shouted with passion, "Kill!"
Although his current body was extremely weak, he quickly adapted to it due to his grief, anger, and life-threatening fighting style, stabbing the Tartars in the throat with one sword after another.
Fan Zhong, who had been guarding Suning nervously, couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw Suning's strength. He did not continue to think about it, and Fan Zhong once again fought desperately towards the boundless enemy army.
At this time, the Ming army seemed tragic. Even the emperor's last personal bodyguard, the Jin Yiwei, was dispatched. With difficulty, the Tatar army's offensive suddenly stalled, and the Ming army's last glimmer of glory blossomed.
The people who besieged the Ming army were none other than General Ye Xian Qimuge's men. Seeing that his offensive was suddenly blocked, Qimuge looked at the guards around him in confusion, "Sarilang, what on earth is going on?
"
"General, it seems that the emperor of the Ming Army committed suicide himself." Sarilang reported the information he knew.
"Humph! What a waste! Can a useless stinking dragon resist our army?" Qimuge angrily rebuked.
"General, my subordinates will increase the intensity of the attack."
"Humph! You must hurry up!" Qimuge urged Sarilang.
"Yes! General." Sarilang responded respectfully and led his men to join the battle group ahead.
At this time, Suning no longer knew how many Tatars had been killed by his sword, but suddenly he felt that the sword in his hand was very uncomfortable. Then he took out a Chinese two-handed sword from the space world that only appeared in the Qing Dynasty, and slashed one after another.
He went to fight against the Tatar army and felt that all the pores in his body were excited.
Suning was very angry that the system had turned him into the "God of War of the Ming Dynasty", and thinking of his tragic fate and the famous scene of "riding a pig with bare buttocks" under the capital city, Suning wanted to use the cold weapon in his hand to vent his feelings.
None of the hot weapons in the space world are as powerful as this two-handed sword.
Suning's tireless killing greatly encouraged the remaining Ming army, but the Tatar army on the opposite side became a little frightened. Soon the Ming army around Suning became fewer and fewer, and the few young eunuchs Wang Zhen and Xining
There were no bones left long ago, but the Tatar army on the opposite side hesitated because Suning's Chinese two-handed sword was too sharp.
"Your Majesty, I am so happy today. I can fight with you on the battlefield. Fan Zhong will die without regrets!" Fan Zhong, who was back to back with Suning, shouted to the sky.
"Fan Zhong, you have done your duty for our Zhu family. I, Zhu Qizhen, am sorry for you and the five hundred thousand soldiers!" Hearing Fan Zhong's roar to the sky, Suning only felt silent and tragic, and then replaced the original body
He said with shame, "If there is an afterlife, I, Zhu Qizhen, will repay your kindness."
"Your Majesty, you are indeed the descendant of Taizu and Chengzu. It's just that your bloodline awakened too late, otherwise you would be so useless." Fan Zhong was moved and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"Fan Zhong, as long as I, Zhu Qizhen, die in battle, then I am qualified to be a descendant of the Ming Dynasty."
"That's enough! You have killed so many of my men and you are still shouting here!" Qimuge separated from the Tatar army around him and walked straight to Suning and other Ming troops. He felt that Suning and Fan Zhong were
The dialogue was particularly harsh, and I wanted to kill Suning and Fan Zhong right away.
"Girl, you are Qimuge, right?" Suning easily recognized the identity of the person.
"Stinky Dragon, you actually know me?" Qimuge looked a little surprised.
"Qi Muge, the Ming Dynasty only has emperors who died in battle and no cowards who were captured, so you'd better come directly!"
"Stinky Dragon, you have killed so many of my men. I will not let you die easily. I have to torture you to eliminate the hatred in my heart." Qimuge looked at Suning, who was determined to die.
But he said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph! Qimuge, you can't capture me alive." Suning didn't want to be a prisoner of the Tatars and had decided to die in battle today. "So, your efforts will be in vain."
"Sarilang, bring my big sword!" Qimuge said angrily to Sarilang.
"Yes! General."
"Haha...ah..." Suning was about to tease the other person a few words before dying, but suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and then he passed out directly.
"Your Majesty, you are the True Dragon Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. You cannot die in such a miserable way. The Queen Mother and the princes and ministers will definitely find a way to rescue you."
The one who knocked Suning unconscious was Fan Zhong, a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty. He saw the bloody nature of Suning and could not bear to have Suning die on the battlefield, so he took action to knock Suning unconscious. After all, if he was alive, he would have a chance to stand up.
Having just received the big knife handed over by Sarilang, Qi Muge was also shocked by Fan Zhong's behavior. She stared at her big round eyes and looked at Fan Zhong blankly, "Fan Zhong, are you going to ask me for help?"
Do we, Dayuan, surrender?"
"Hmph! Don't think about it! I will not betray the Ming Dynasty." Hearing Qimuge's random thoughts, Fan Zhong trembled with anger, and then looked at Qimuge pleadingly, "Qimuge, please treat us kindly.
Your Majesty, our Empress Dowager of the Ming Dynasty will definitely come to rescue your Majesty."
"General Fan, do you think I, Qimuge, am stupid?" Qimuge looked angrily at the whimsical Fan Zhong.
"Forefathers of the Ming Dynasty, the guilty minister Fan Zhong is unworthy of the kindness he showed to you." Fan Zhong drew his sword and committed suicide in grief.
"Sarilang, stop him quickly!" Qimuge noticed Fan Zhong's intention and shouted to Sarilang while taking action decisively.