Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

"Kill!" Chu Ze gave an order, and the Ming army poured into the city like a tide and launched a bloody massacre.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the defending general tried to escape, but was shot in the throat by an arrow from Chu Ze.

"I have said that the Yuan Dynasty will pay the price for this!" Chu Ze's voice was cold and ruthless, like the judgment of the god of death.

The three cities were quickly recaptured by the Ming army. Chu Ze did not stop, but continued to lead his troops deep into the Yuan territory, capturing cities and territories as if he were in an empty land.

The Yuan Emperor was terrified and quickly asked for peace with the Ming Dynasty.

"As long as Your Majesty is willing to withdraw his troops, I am willing to cede land, pay compensation, and be your vassal forever!" said the Yuan Emperor humbly.

Chu Ze sneered: "Cede territory and pay compensation? Become a vassal forever? Do you think that's enough?"

"Then... then what does Your Majesty want?" asked the Yuan Emperor tremblingly.

Chu Ze's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing: "I heard that there is a treasure in the Great Yuan Palace, called the 'Night Pearl', which is said to be priceless. I am very interested in it."

The Yuan Emperor's face changed. This night pearl was the Yuan's national treasure. How could he be willing to give it to someone else?

"Your Majesty, this Night Pearl is the national treasure of our Great Yuan Dynasty. We must not..."

"No?" Chu Ze interrupted him, his tone grim, "Then continue to fight! I want to see which is more important, the Great Yuan Dynasty or this pearl!"

The Yuan emperor weighed the pros and cons and finally chose to keep his country. He reluctantly gave up the Night Pearl and presented it to Chu Ze.

After Chu Ze got the Night Pearl, he nodded with satisfaction: "That's more like it! In this case, I will withdraw my troops temporarily to give you some breathing space. However, if you dare to provoke the Ming Dynasty again, I will make the Yuan Dynasty disappear from this world completely!"

After saying this, Chu Ze led his army back in triumph.

Three days later, the Ming army led by Chu Ze crossed the border, calmed the dust-like yellow sand and marched straight to the capital of the Yuan Dynasty. The neatly arranged army formation was like a ruthless iron stream, crushing every inch of the resisting land. Wherever they passed, the cities surrendered and were defeated. Chu Ze sat upright on his horse, his eyes were like lightning, and a barely perceptible smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

However, when they arrived outside the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, the situation suddenly changed. In front of Chu Ze, there appeared an extremely elite Yuan army. Although the number of soldiers was less than 5,000, they were all dressed in armor and holding sharp weapons, with a determined look in their eyes, as if they were not ordinary soldiers. The leading general was eight feet tall, with a ferocious face, and a huge blade on his back that was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, just like an evil god descended to the world.

Chu Ze glanced at the man and asked with a smile, "Are you the Great Yuan Thunder General Tiemuhan?" The bandit-like man stared at Chu Ze fiercely, snorted coldly, and said nothing more. He directly swung the giant blade in his hand and swung it hard. The blade edge rolled up a fierce air wave, and deep gullies were plowed out on the ground where the air wave passed.

"How dare you disrespect my emperor!" Chu Ze's personal guard Zhou Ji shouted angrily, driving his horse forward, shaking his spear, and going straight for Tiemuhan. But what no one expected was that Tiemuhan swung his sword as fast as lightning, splitting Zhou Ji and his horse in half in an instant, blood splattered everywhere, as tragic as a bloody rain falling from the sky.

This scene shocked the Ming soldiers, who were surprised and a little apprehensive. However, Chu Ze was very interested. He smiled and stopped the deputy general who wanted to seek justice for him: "Step back, I think this guy is interesting, let me teach him a lesson in person!"

Chu Ze easily dismounted, snatched an ordinary long sword from a nearby soldier, and threw away the golden imperial armor, wearing only a thin white robe, looking extremely elegant. This appearance immediately caused the Yuan soldiers to burst into laughter, and Tiemuhan was also very happy: "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is so arrogant that he dares to fight with light equipment! In this case, I will send the emperor to hell today!"

Tiemuhan's arms suddenly rose up, veins coiled like a dragon, he roared, swung the knife like a mountain, and swung it towards Chuze. Before the giant blade even touched him, the strong energy had already rolled up the dust and swept over like a storm.

However, Chu Ze was not in a hurry, and did not even dodge, letting the yellow sand blow in his face. He just raised his hand and swung his sword calmly, slashing it lightly. This sword was ordinary and seemed to have no remarkable momentum. But in an instant, the huge blade that was falling like the creation of the world suddenly stopped and was split into two halves like a rainbow hitting the water.

The air seemed to stagnate for a moment, and the crisp sound of the giant blade breaking was heard. Then a fierce sword energy came suddenly and swept across dozens of feet, splitting Tiemuhan's armor and his bloated body like a mountain!

Half of Tiemuhan's body fell to the ground with a heavy thud. On the half of his face that was still intact, his eyes seemed to be frozen between disbelief and regret. He struggled to open his mouth and said something, but Chu Ze was too lazy to listen. He just waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to deal with the remaining enemies.

But at this moment, a sharp arrow suddenly shot from an unknown corner, aiming directly at Chu Ze. The arrow was so fast and powerful that it was obviously not a longbow that an ordinary master could pull!

All the Ming soldiers screamed in shock, watching the sharp arrow about to pierce Chu Ze, but he hardly moved. He just tilted his head slightly and glanced at the flying arrow: "Huh? The famous arrow 'Chasing the Moon' is hidden here." Chu Ze raised a scornful smile at the corner of his mouth, and then easily clamped the murderous arrow with just two fingers.

He looked at the sharp arrow with interest, and laughed sarcastically: "You Yuan Dynasty has only produced a few inferior vicious dogs, but you don't know that I am hunting tigers." Before he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and the arrow returned with a whistling sound, hitting the assassin hiding in the distance. A scream rang out, and a blood flower suddenly exploded in an inconspicuous corner of the Yuan Dynasty formation, and a pale-faced assassin fell to the ground and died.

The Ming soldiers burst into deafening cheers, but Chu Ze simply threw the ordinary long sword back to the soldiers, with a lack of interest and fatigue in his eyes.

He mounted his horse and waved his hand to quiet down all the soldiers. He looked at the other side's dejected state and said with disdain, "Go tell that poor Yuan emperor that I will give him one incense stick of time to choose whether to come and kneel down and kowtow to me in person, or wait for me to enter his imperial city and kill him without a scratch."

Although Chu Ze's voice was calm, every word he spoke was like a war drum beating on the hearts of the enemy soldiers. The front line of the Yuan Dynasty fell into complete panic and mad escape.

However, just as Chu Ze's army was getting closer to the enemy capital, a figure blocked the army's path at an inopportune time. The man was wearing a long black robe, with a strange aura of fire all over his body, and his eyes were burning with a glow like lava. He was not in a hurry, and even spoke slowly with a somewhat elusive smile: (End of this chapter)