Ling Tian pulled out the long sword from the chest of a general.
Behind him, Zhu Houzhao stood there blankly, looking at the corpses on the ground.
The south is indeed a Confucian world. It has been two days since Ling Tian killed countless people in the world, and in these two days, Ling Tian and others only walked a few hundred miles.
Countless Ming garrison troops who were supposed to be loyal to Zhu Houzhao, as well as Confucian masters, swarmed out, but the hundreds of miles of journey were almost covered with corpses.
And now, Zhu Houzhao has almost given up.
It was too tragic. Most importantly, seeing the many people who came one after another with suicidal behavior to obstruct him, Zhu Houzhao began to deeply doubt in his heart whether he was really not suitable to be an emperor.
"Mr. Lin..."
Looking at Ling Tian's indifferent back, Zhu Houzhao spoke slowly with a hint of loneliness on his face.
"Up to now, does your Majesty still think that we should retreat? If your Majesty thinks so, then I will be really disappointed. This time, in order to force your majesty, they can lure the Tatars south. Next time, in order to force another emperor
, will they directly support an alien race...
In order to support this alien race, will they send the Ming Dynasty's army to the alien race to kill, and will they send the Ming Dynasty's gold, silver, and population to increase the strength of the alien race? If once they get out of control, will the alien race be the same as before?
Meng Yuan took control of the Central Plains..."
A low voice came out of Ling Tian's mouth.
In the past two days, there were indeed a lot of killings, but Ling Tian also gained a lot. His luck had now accumulated more than two thousand points, and this was even more so when he used the Star Absorbing Technique and Sunflower.
After Dacheng's improvement, if he hadn't accumulated the ultimate upgrades to Sunflower and Star Absorbing, I'm afraid his current luck would have exceeded 20,000.
Two days, 20,000.
Such a harvest made Ling Tian ecstatic. At this moment, Ling Tian wished that this fight could be more intense.
Therefore, when he said these words now, he was extremely serious. He could never let Zhu Houzhao shrink back.
Fortunately, Ling Tian came from a later generation after all, and he was very clear about the history after the Ming Dynasty. Strictly speaking, the rise of the Jurchens later was not because the Jurchens were really that powerful, but because they were actually played by the officials of the Ming Dynasty.
Without Li Chengliang, there would be no rise of Lao Nu, and during the Saarhu period, without those civil servants who leaked the truth and falsehoods of the Fourth Army like a sieve, Nurhaci would have been able to go all the way, and I am afraid he would have been arrested long ago.
Of course, he couldn't say this directly, but he could analyze it. Based on the current behavior of the Confucian scum, inferring what might happen in the future, and combined with the foreign occupation of the Central Plains caused by the Confucian scum in the previous dynasties, Zhu Houzhao could also make Zhu Houzhao
Be alert.
In fact, this is what Ling Tian and Zhu Houzhao have said the most in the past two days.
Later, following Ling Tian's words, Zhu Houzhao's expression finally became firm again.
However, just when Ling Tian was about to end this conversation as before, suddenly, a heart palpitation suddenly appeared.
Almost like lightning, Ling Tian's figure refracted forward, the long sword flashed with cold light, and the man had turned around in mid-air. Behind him, next to Zhu Houzhao, was a man with gray hair, plain clothes, dressed as a Taoist priest, who looked like someone.
In a small country temple, the priest who was doing the ritual was standing there at some point.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the Taoist priest, not only Ling Tian, but also Wang Yangming, Jiang Bin and others also changed their expressions and concentrated their attention. At this time, the Taoist priest was standing too close to Zhu Houzhao. Wang Yangming, Jiang Bin and others were afraid that the Taoist priest would wave his hand.
Kill Zhu Houzhao with one slap.
"Well said, well said. Then how do you think this matter should be resolved?..."
However, the old Taoist didn't seem to pay attention to Zhu Houzhao next to him at all, but looked at Ling Tian and said.
"I would rather have broken jade than complete tiles. In one word, fight. I, the Ming Dynasty, will never learn from the marriage practices of the Han and Tang Dynasties. During the two Song dynasties, people have inertia. If the spine is always straight, it will be very hard, and once
If you bend it once, I’m afraid it will be difficult to harden again..."
Ling Tian looked at the old Taoist and spoke without any hesitation.
Ling Tian had thought about how many times in the past two days what to say when meeting a Taoist master. He had also thought about the old Taoist question in front of him.
Although he didn't know the temper and character of the old man in front of him, he thought he was still a bit arrogant. After all, there were many words of praise for Daming from later generations on the Internet, and those heroic words with a strong second-level atmosphere were even more
Quite a few.
"That's right, that's right. Let me ask you again, if you rescue Ming Dynasty and the corpses that need to be killed are everywhere, you can do it..."
The old Taoist's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ling Tian as if he were looking at a rare treasure.
"Killing one is a sin, killing ten thousand is a hero. A man travels a thousand miles with a sword, and kills Hu Jie all the way. This is a matter of great merit. Why should I not do it..."
Ling Tian's eyes lit up.
This Taoist master was obviously more satisfying to him than he thought. From the beginning, he decided to lure out the Taoist master first, and then rely on words to convince him. If he couldn't convince, he would rely on force to convince him.
However, who would have thought that this Taoist master did not follow the Confucian ideas at all, and he never thought of fighting him in the first place.
"Wonderful, wonderful... Those black-hearted poor people still think that we Taoists are still fools. They don't even think about how many people in our Taoist family have died from the two Song Dynasties to the founding of this dynasty, and how many times we have been tricked by those black-hearted poor people. Even if they are pigs,
After two hundred years of experience, I have learned to be smart, not to mention I am a Taoist. Boy, I have learned everything about you. Sunflowers build foundations, purple clouds shape bones, and reverse attract stars to return to the origin. Not to mention your talent in cultivation.
, the collection of this martial arts alone is extremely clever...
However, it’s not enough. I’m afraid you don’t know that the Tatars have already reached the outskirts of the capital. If you want to defeat the Tatars, you will not only have to face the masters on the grassland, but also the black-hearted poverty in the north.
A true master, with your current martial arts skills, your attack is sufficient, but your defense is far behind. Take..."
Ling Tian's eyes shone, and Lao Dao's eyes shone even more. Apparently, Ling Tian's two lines from a poem written by an angry young man from later generations made Lao Dao very satisfied. As he spoke, Lao Tao reached into his arms and took out a secret book and threw it away.
Gave it to Ling Tian.
"Don't waste time in the south. Although there are many poor people with bad intentions, those poor people in the Zhu family definitely did not participate in this matter. While practicing this, go to the north, level the direct power of the little prince, and then help the old Taoist.
Those black-hearted poor people have also been put to rest..."
The secret book fell into Ling Tian's hands, and the old Taoist figure shook violently, and the person turned into smoke and swept away into the distance.
