Ling Tian looked at the general with a mocking look. Regardless of whether they were civil or military officials, Zhu Houzhao could definitely be sentenced to the crime of killing the nine tribes.
At this time, as a person on Zhu Houzhao's side, he had already killed most of the Tatar leaders. It stands to reason that for Zhu Houzhao, this city wall is a sinner. He should feel fear and try every means to pray for forgiveness. However, this general is
Ling Tian didn't know whether to call this general brave or stupid for still daring to talk to him like this.
"of course……"
After listening to Ling Tian's words, the general glanced slightly at Yang Tinghe again, gritted his teeth and spoke when the latter still didn't respond at all.
Just as he spoke, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and a long sword had already pierced his chest.
"you……"
The general looked at Ling Tian with dull eyes, but the latter was already looking at the officials on the city wall.
"Yang Tinghe is a deceitful person. I will kill him on the order of Emperor Zhengde. Do you have any opinions..."
Indifferent words were spoken immediately.
"Yang Ting and Qi Jun are indifferent, damn it..."
"Respect the Emperor Zhengde..."
…………
On the city wall, the voice of response sounded, and those officials chose to return to the embrace of Emperor Zhengde with great sincerity.
Yang Ting and Leng Leng looked at these many officials, and then looked at Ling Tian with cold eyes.
"You're so brave. I'm afraid it's not me who deceives you, but you..."
A cold voice came out of Yang Tinghe's mouth, and his figure suddenly retreated towards the many soldiers.
As an important figure in Confucianism, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty was actually a top master.
In just a flash, his men were already in the middle of the Ming Dynasty's capital defenders.
Standing in the crowd, Yang Tinghe looked at Ling Tian with cold eyes.
At the same time, figures quickly surged up from under the city wall.
These are all masters trained by Yang Tinghe. As an important figure in Confucianism and Zhu Houzhao's theoretical teacher, the cabinet of this era is not the same as the three chief ministers and assistants of the cabinet during the Hongzhi Emperor. Yang Tinghe was almost in the cabinet
As a dominant family, his power has indeed reached an extreme.
The masters who came up at this moment were more powerful than Kurtut's group of shamans in terms of numbers and aura.
"Is this what gives you the confidence to plot rebellion?..."
Ling Tian looked at this group of experts who suddenly came out indifferently.
In terms of breath alone, these masters are indeed stronger than shamans, but the violence in them is not as good as those shamans.
With a faint smile on his lips, Ling Tian showed his figure and was directly in front of the group of experts.
The violent aura swept across, and these masters flipped their arms, and quickly stabbed Ling Tian with their spears.
There is no leakage of internal force, only the rapid and violent turning of the red tassel.
These masters were obviously specially prepared to deal with Ling Tian. The martial arts they used at this time not only did not leak any internal energy, making it impossible for Ling Tian to absorb the internal energy from the air, but also greatly prevented Ling Tian from getting close to him directly.
Absorbed their inner energy through contact.
However, after glancing at these masters indifferently, Ling Tian's figure followed closely and ran directly into the crowd.
The sky full of gun shadows and the sky full of red tassels didn't seem to exist to Ling Tian.
A dull and monotonous voice sounded, and dense spears were fixed on Ling Tian.
This scene had already appeared once when the shamans were fighting with Ling Tian, but they were far away at that time. Now, right in front of them, the faces of the people on the city wall suddenly changed.
That kind of invincible attitude, that kind of attitude that makes no enemy possible, even Yang Tinghe's face was already extremely ugly at this moment.
"Lin Tian, do you really want to fight to the death with all the scholars in the world? Do you know that the world will be in chaos..."
An angry roar came from Yang Tinghe's mouth.
This important Confucian figure, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, wanted to control the change of the throne just like Yu Qian did back then, and he also wanted to go one step further. The guy who could permanently control the change of the throne finally felt fear.
At this moment, he just hoped that Ling Tian would be a little more concerned about the chaos in the world.
"Yeah……"
However, what responded to him was Ling Tian's voice which was indifferent and showed no emotion.
With that indifferent voice that had almost no emotion at all, Ling Tian had already thrown a group of newly emerged masters directly from the city wall, and drained the internal energy of these masters before throwing them out.
The extremely terrifying aura immediately dispersed from Ling Tian's body, and his people rushed towards Yang Tinghe as if gods and demons had descended.
Killing all the Tatar leaders was certainly a big deal, but the shock to the Ming Dynasty was completely incomparable to the killing of one chief minister.
Although the Tatars are strong, they are nothing more than bandits to the Ming Dynasty, and the first assistant is a person who is inferior to one person and more than ten thousand people. In some respects, the first assistant is no less than the emperor.
Therefore, Ling Tian's first target right now is Yang Tinghe.
Compared to Yang Tinghe, other experts and officials can be let go for the time being.
Seeing Ling Tian's rapidly approaching figure, Yang Tinghe's eyes flashed with fear, unwillingness, and full of disbelief.
He did not believe that Zhu Houzhao's people dared to kill him regardless of the influence of Confucianism.
However, no matter how unwilling and unbelievable he was, Yang Tinghe did not dare to continue waiting for Ling Tian's arrival. He showed his figure and flew directly towards the outside of the city wall.
As long as he can leave, with the influence of Confucianism, Zhu Houzhao will never have any chance or possibility of catching him again.
A cold light flashed in Yang Tinghe's eyes. With his identity and status, even if he is no longer the chief minister, he is definitely a guest of any ambitious and powerful vassal king, or even the leader of a foreign race.
Yang Tinghe almost instantly thought of more than ten vassal kings and foreign leaders who could support him to compete with Zhu Houzhao and even the Ming Dynasty.
However, at this moment, Yang Tinghe suddenly heard a strange sound coming from behind.
It was the sound of breaking wind, like wind blowing through a narrow corridor, with a certain depressive and sharp sound.
The sound caused Yang Ting and his subconscious thoughts to wander for a moment. Then, a sharp pain appeared in his chest, and the tip of a long sword was exposed from his chest.
"Leave one thousand-household officer to capture all the officials on the city wall, and the rest will follow the previous orders. If the mission fails this time, all the officials above one thousand households will be killed..."
The still indifferent voice sounded, and the Lingtian people had returned to the city wall.
Above, the general who had been stabbed through the chest by his sword now looked at Yang Ting and the body falling in the air with his eyes wide open and died unwillingly.
Naturally, no one dared to have the slightest objection to Ling Tian's order at this time.
