Showdown, my deck is from the East.

Chapter 1286 Late Ming Dynasty, The Rise of Dragon Abyss

Mission codename: "Final Preparations"

Date: Winter of the year 31634 (Tianqi 31)

Location: Dengzhou

Mission objective: To conduct combat readiness patrols over the airspace above our troop assembly points.

"The time for your airdrop is coming soon. Go explore Dengzhou. You still have a little time to adjust your vehicle."

—This concludes the mission briefing. Best of luck to everyone.

Have you ever participated in the college's broadcast gymnastics?
800 students look like a huge crowd; if it were 8000 armored soldiers, it would be an absolute sea of ​​people.

What if it's 800 million?

Throughout Dengzhou, 800 million mobile infantry and armored vehicles were encamped. It was almost dawn, and from the air, the planet looked like a vast expanse of starlight stretching for thousands of miles!
It looks spectacular, doesn't it?
The Ming space warriors also found it spectacular. They knew nothing but that the arduous training was over and that the food was a bit bland today.

Such a large-scale steel army would undoubtedly give humanity immense confidence.

They are invincible.

Little did they know that what lay before them was an abyss large enough to swallow 6000 million people.

The Jingwei spacecraft slowly swept across the airspace at a standard gap speed of 1.

The communication channel was bustling with activity.

Lu Cheng did not participate. He remained silent, flying low over and over again, overlooking the rivers and mountains of Dengzhou.

"Company commander, squad leader, why aren't you saying anything?" The new recruits seemed very excited.

But veterans like Man Niu remained silent.

"What did you say?" the bull asked with a wry smile.

"what happened?"

"The higher-ups have betrayed us again." Man Niu sighed. "I've been in Guan Ning, I know. With our army's current combat readiness, going to Lushun is the only option."

"Squad leader, stop talking." 008's voice rang out.

Most of those with a will to live are new recruits. The veterans have seen too much and are already disillusioned with this chaotic world. They join the conscription mostly because they can't even grow crops back home, they have no other way to make a living, they just want to get by and live as long as they can.

He participated in high-intensity training in Penglai.

Nearly half of the veterans have rekindled their hope, because the more they sweat in peacetime, the less they bleed in wartime.

Although the soldiers didn't quite understand the Jiazi cultivation method in the Immortal Abode Grotto, it was clear that the training standards and funding were extremely high.

Both Bull and 008 were veterans of the Guan Ning Army, and they thought the same way.
结果
I flew around today.

They were almost ready to be airdropped, but Dengzhou had only assembled 800 million Space Marines, half of whom were poorly equipped, and their pre-war rations were still lacking in salt.

The number of heavy equipment is also clearly insufficient.

Although they don't know much about leading troops, sending this small number of people and equipment to Lushun is like throwing them away!
All indications suggest that...

Ming is still the same Ming, unchanged.

It's estimated that the higher-ups wanted to subdue Lushun, so they put on a show during the training, but in reality, they ended up losing the big prize again.

"How's the new equipment?" 002's voice suddenly rang out.

"It works great, it works incredibly well! You're amazing! It's completely effective against the Eight-Winged Soldiers, and its performance has been improved so much!" the Bull replied. "However, the spiritual energy supplies issued to our army are simply not enough to power these devices."

"Wait." 002 replied with just two words, then put on his helmet and quietly felt the flow of air.

"Wait for what?"

"Let's wait for the wind to come."

At the same time, on the streets of the capital.

Large numbers of Imperial Guards controlled the streets and alleys, and the palace was completely closed off from the inside out, making it airtight.

The coup d'état launched by the Nightmare Party has begun.

The royal family members and non-eunuch officials were confined to their residences. The Donglin Academy wanted to resist, but they were no match for the Nightmare Clan's great demon.

Externally, the Nightmare Demon controlled the capital's main transportation routes, began fighting with the plague carriers, and prevented anyone from entering the capital.

Kill without mercy! Kill without mercy!

"The emperor is unrighteous and should abdicate. Now we have a wise ruler, Your Majesty!"

"The emperor is unrighteous and should abdicate. Now we have a wise ruler, Your Majesty!"

Cult members around the world have begun to pray and offer human sacrifices.

The Nightmare Party revealed its true form at the same time, as the million shrines erected for the Demon Lord in various places were being built, and its immense power began to converge on the capital.

You all look down on me!
Wei Zhongxian breathed heavily, absorbing power from all directions, and walked step by step toward the main hall.

The terrifying power of a peak Quasi-Saint, who was only one step away from becoming a Supreme Being, was fully unleashed.

After tonight, no, I too will be the Venerable One!
I should be the Emperor.
You have no idea what kind of great terror is hidden in the macro world. Only by accepting the rule of the Nightmare Clan can humanity prosper forever!

boom!
He raised his hand and blasted open the palace door.

I'm still not satisfied.

He gripped the door frame with both hands and tore the two large iron doors off the hinges like tearing paper, scattering copper nails all over the ground!
The chair was there, and suddenly a wooden figure sat on it.

Wei Zhongxian took a step back in fright, but then roared wildly as if he were enraged.

"Playing hard to get!"

Amidst the swirling black mist, the wooden figure was easily pulled off. Wei Zhongxian, seemingly still not satisfied, pulverized it piece by piece, leaving only its head on the ground.

"Who do you think you are, daring to suppress me for ten thousand years? I want you to watch me ascend the throne!"

Wei Zhongxian walked extremely slowly, step by step.

The clansmen whispered, and the voices of the world gradually reached their ears.

"An unrighteous emperor should abdicate."

Wei Zhongxian took off his python robe.

"Now there is a wise man who lives for nine thousand years."

Without hesitation, he sat on the dragon throne.

"A golden carp is no ordinary fish! Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"

"Rebellious ministers and traitors."

Suddenly, amidst the shouts of "Long live the Emperor!", Wei Zhongxian noticed a discordant note.

"who!"

Wei Zhongxian's gaze pierced through the main hall and immediately locked onto the source.

That is Coal Hill, which is less than 200 meters away from the Forbidden City.

With the Demon Lord's perception, there was no difference between this place and right in front of him.

A young figure, a crooked tree, and a faint smell of alcohol.

"I'm telling you, you traitorous scoundrel!"

"Zhu Youjian?!" Nightmare Demon exclaimed in surprise.

"You're wrong." Zhu Youjian stood up and dusted himself off. "Your elder brother is dead, and Commander Lu has not ascended the throne. You must call me Emperor Chongzhen."

"Ha." Wei Zhongxian laughed instead of getting angry: "Useless trash, what use are you?"

"Useless?" Chongzhen's gaze pierced through the night, through the palace walls, and through the torn gate: "My brother says I have the talents of Yao and Shun, don't you believe him?"

"Hahahaha." "Right, I don't believe it either." Chongzhen shook his head: "I originally had great ambitions, but General Lu made me try it with Tianmen."

"Behind that door lie endless parallel worlds and boundless futures, yet no matter how hard I try, the ending will always be the same."

In his first reign, after ascending the throne, he immediately executed Wei Zhongxian, purged the eunuch faction, reinstated the Donglin faction, and reorganized border affairs. He believed that this would save the Ming Dynasty.

Then Li Zicheng destroyed Beijing, and he hanged himself on Coal Hill. It was this tree, this branch.

In his second life, he did not kill Wei Zhongxian, but kept him to check and balance the civil officials.

The eunuch faction and the Donglin faction fought even more fiercely, the government became corrupt, Liaodong fell, and he still hanged himself on Coal Hill.

In his third life, he killed Wei Zhongxian, Yuan Chonghuan, and a large number of corrupt officials.

He reviewed memorials day and night, unable to eat or sleep properly, exhausting himself to the point of being emaciated.

However, with their interests clashing too much, the Shanxi merchants still managed to allow Huang Taiji to breach the pass and bring his army to the city gates. He ultimately hanged himself on Coal Hill.

In his fourth term, he did not kill Yuan Chonghuan, and even gave him more military power.

Yuan Chonghuan pacified Liaodong in five years, but the Ming Dynasty collapsed first.

Internal strife, plague, famine, and natural and man-made disasters all came at once.

He can't stop it, nothing can stop it.

In his fifth generation, he moved south ahead of schedule, abandoning Beijing. The Qing army entered the pass, and the Southern Ming court was embroiled in endless internal strife.

After a life of wandering and displacement, he was eventually handed over to the Qing army by a traitorous general and imprisoned until his death.

The sixth, the seventh...

Lifetimes upon lifetimes.

Emperor Chongzhen opened his eyes.

"No matter how hard I try," his voice was soft, as soft as a spider's web in the wind, "the outcome will be the same. I am just a foolish and incompetent ruler. I am nothing like Yao or Shun!"

"It's alright, let me sit here. If you're willing, I can also use your body and enjoy being with a woman, hahaha." The Demon Lord was in high spirits today and obviously didn't mind chatting with this defeated emperor.

"Alas, since that day, I have been thinking day and night about what I should present to my ancestors," Chongzhen said, feeling the mountain breeze. "I have been thinking day and night about what I should present to Lu Cheng."

Yes.

Inside the gate, he witnessed a thousand years of war, Qin Shi Huang's journey to the border, Emperor Wu of Han's defense of Weiyang Palace, the Tang Dynasty's grand banquet spanning three thousand miles, and his travels to all nations in the west!
The human army fought against the demons, and the battle reached the Ming Dynasty.
Lu Shuai needs help.

What could Emperor Chongzhen possibly offer?
"Just give it to me. I'll have a use for your emperor skin." He said in a sinister tone.

Emperor Chongzhen suddenly took a deep breath.

"Yes, all I have left is this imperial blood, flesh, and appearance. Commander Lu said that I am the last Ming emperor, and as long as I follow the historical background, I can use my bloodline to kill you, Wei Zhongxian!"

"You bastards!" Nightmare Demon Lord suddenly stood up.

He suddenly realized what Chongzhen was about to do, but it was too late.

"Whether we suppress or appease, it will only bring suffering to the people. I am powerless to defend the country's borders. The calamities that befall the nation are my fault alone! Traitor, you will not be allowed to seize the country, and you will not be allowed to harm a single one of the people of the Great Ming!"

The wind blows over Coal Hill, and the three-foot-high white tombstone stands.

The Nightmare Demon Lord felt the immense pressure of history converging upon it. Fear and rage spread throughout its body, driving it into utter madness, its demonic form bursting apart from its original form.

"Don't even think about it!"

Gathering all his strength, the Demon Lord slammed his palm down towards Coal Hill.

At the peak of the Quasi-Supreme realm, his power is overwhelming, capable of destroying the heavens.
However, Coal Hill remained unmoved, and the palm strike returned.

The Demon Lord stared in disbelief at the gaping hole in his chest, where demonic energy was leaking out at an alarming rate.

what happened?

The moment he fell onto the throne, the Nightmare Demon Lord suddenly understood everything.

cheated.

That's not Coal Hill.
This is Wudang Mountain!!!

Tai Chi circular shield.

(① Eight Directions Rotation: When the shield is active, upon receiving damage from an attack/spell attack/trap, you may choose to remove one "Wood" marker to prevent the damage, restore 1000 shield, and deflect the attack. This can only be done once per turn.)
The Demon Lord was mocking this card while at the card table.

Without a doubt, it is the worst Red 5 Star Yao-class ship.

That rebound can be easily broken with just one small attack; what's left is just a stubborn, hard rock.
I was just caught up in Chongzhen's emotions and ended up hurting myself badly!
Emperor Chongzhen could kill Wei Zhongxian, but he couldn't kill the Emperor.

Yes.

I'm not Wei Zhongxian!

Emperor Chongzhen was a useless figurehead. Even if he had connections, what right did he have to kill the Emperor?

Lu Cheng had already quietly replaced Wudang Mountain.

This was all a complete trap.

There was no suppression or killing involved; the only thing Chongzhen did was to stir up its emotions.

Zhu Youjian, who was on the ground, suddenly moved.

The power of mechanical engineering allowed it to reassemble and stand up again.

On the dragon throne, the Nightmare Demon Lord, on the verge of death, gasped for breath.

The wooden figure slowly walked over, clad in a dragon robe, its body covered with sealing cards.

"You had this planned all along, didn't you?"

“Yes,” the wooden figure spoke up. “I have never looked down on you. I have been looking for a way to deal with you since the South China Sea. The best solution is emotion, isn’t that right?”

"Cough cough."

"Whether Miss Fana comes or not, no matter what the script is, the gift I have prepared for you for ten thousand years will not change. From the day I created Wudang Mountain, I have only one purpose: to seduce you and make you kill yourself."

Fana wasn't mistaken; Lu Cheng indeed no longer had the ability to activate the Super Chain, but his Super Chain from the previous round hadn't ended!

For this moment, from the day of the South China Sea to the 30K era, more than 30,000 years have passed. Lu Cheng has waited for this moment for 30,000 years!

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"You have swallowed countless lives of my people, seized my territory, and eroded my cultural heritage. You shall return it all!" The wooden figure's voice was solemn. "I hereby decree that you shall be eternally imprisoned beneath the dragon throne, for all eternity!"

"You defeated Bei Hai Shuai Lu Cheng, you won, hahaha, but do you even have a trace of emotion left? You fought for humanity, but you're no longer human, cough cough! I curse you, I curse you for eternity!!!"

The demonic light soared into the sky, but was instantly suppressed by the golden light and pressed down onto the throne.
The extremely weakened Nightmare Demon was no match for it.

From this day forward, all the power the Demon Lord absorbed from humanity will be returned to humankind through Zhu Youxiao's mechanisms for countless generations to come.
The wooden figure sits on the dragon throne. It is neither Zhu Youjian nor Zhu Youxiao. It has no thoughts and will sit here forever, suppressing the demon in the Dragon Abyss.

On the crooked tree, the last Ming emperor, Chongzhen, died.

His soul returned to heaven, and his unworthy descendants went to apologize to their ancestors.

This foreshadowed the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Yes, even the most powerful dynasties cannot withstand the test of time, but after winter comes spring.

The Dengzhou fleet swept across the sky, suddenly...

A storm begins with a single ripple.

Lu Cheng extended his hand.

Tears welled up in his eyes; he felt it.

Senior Brother Zhuge, you were right. Borrowing the east wind was the right thing to do!

"The wind is coming! The east wind is coming!" Lu Cheng pulled down his visor: "Board the ship! Quick, board the ship!"