Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 169 Four Dragons Go To Rob a Tomb

This cavalry corps stood in neat and orderly formation, with both men and horses wearing armor, horse spikes, spears, and hammers hung on the saddles, and longbows and arrows neatly laid out.

No one in the army made a sound; even the horses remained silent, looking at the courtyard quietly.

A gust of cold air blew towards me, mixed with the smell of blood.

Everyone present had been through battles and were most sensitive to this naked murderous aura.

This is an elite army, and one that has fought in countless battles and killed countless enemies.

"What a mighty sergeant!"

Zhu Zhanjun's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise him.

"It's my Guanning Iron Cavalry!"

Wu Sangui, who ran out, looked at the fluttering flag and couldn't help but shouting excitedly. At the same time, he glanced at Kangxi next to him with confusion.

When Zhu Zhanjun saw the cavalry receiving the message and heard what Wu Sangui said, a smile appeared on his face.

He walked to the side with Zhu Biao, who was also looking at the troops nearby.

"what happened?"

Zhu Biao asked doubtfully.

Zhu Zhanjun whispered back, "It's going to be exciting."

As soon as Zhu Zhanjun finished speaking, the cavalry corps that had been standing quietly suddenly raised their weapons in unison.

"Kill the Tartars, punish the rebels, kill!"

The voice was icy cold, chilling enough to make one shiver, without a trace of emotion in it.

At the command of the leading captain, 3000 cavalrymen moved instantly.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound of horse hooves deafened my ears, and murderous intent was overwhelming.

Feeling the cold breath, Lao Zhu's face changed and he turned and ran to the side.

Kangxi, who was standing in front and was surrounded by murderous aura, was so scared that his braid stood up and he turned around and ran without hesitation.

"Hahaha, Xuanye boy, where can you run to?"

Wu Sangui seemed to have only heard the first three words and ignored the last three words.

Seeing Kangxi running away, he burst into mocking laughter.

"call!"

Suddenly a whistling sound was heard.

Wu Sangui was shocked, but his many years of battlefield experience made him rush forward without hesitation.

But it's still a step too late.

The heavy hammer hit him on the back.

Wu Sangui let out a wailful howl and flew out instantly.

Then, horse spikes, spears, and swords slashed through his body.

Wu Sangui, flying in the air, was bumped around like a broken rubber ball and was hit like a badminton by 3000 cavalrymen.

"Okay, let's all go back!"

Seeing that Wu Sangui's spirit was becoming unstable, Zhu Zhanjun hurriedly called out to him.

The cavalrymen stopped in unison, quickly formed a formation, and followed Zhu Zhanjun's command, running towards a wide area on the seashore.

"Why? Why is this happening?"

Wu Sangui, lying on the ground, couldn't understand why his men attacked him.

"Master, they won't come back, will they?"

Kangxi was younger after all.

Wow, your hands and feet are really quick.

When the cavalry was torturing Wu Sangui, he used his hands and feet to climb up the pear tree at the door.

At this time, he was riding on a tree branch, looking at the cavalry leaving in the distance with fear.

"Don't worry, I have officially accepted them. They won't act recklessly without my order."

Looking at Kangxi who didn't look like an emperor at all, Zhu Zhanjun explained with a helpless smile.

After hearing Zhu Zhanjun's assurance, Kangxi felt relieved and slid down from the tree.

Looking at Wu Sangui, who had a confused look in his eyes, Kangxi felt gloating.

"King of Pingxi, isn't that your Guanning Iron Cavalry? Why can't you command them?"

"Get lost! Xuanye, wait for me until I have rested, then I will settle the score with you."

Wu Sangui was feeling depressed at the moment, and when he heard Kangxi's ridicule, he became so angry that he went crazy.

If he hadn't been beaten so hard that he had no strength left, he would have gotten up and beat this guy up.

"What's going on? Why are these cavalrymen attacking them?"

Zhu Biao was a little confused.

Except for the loyal Zhu Zhanjun, everyone else in the space is the same as in reality.

However, they all knew that it was a cooperative relationship. Even if there were conflicts, they would just curse at each other and then fight. They would not kill directly like the cavalry would.

Zhu Kangxi and others also had this doubt and looked at Zhu Zhanjun.

Apart from their expertise, Zhu Zhanjun, the owner, knows the situation in the space best.

"Because they are not real living people."

"If it's not a living person, could it be a dead person?"

Old Zhu exclaimed in surprise.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and then shook his head.

Everyone was even more confused. Why was he nodding and shaking his head? Couldn't the life and death be determined by just a word?

"They are the embodiment of will, the embodiment of the first batch of Guanning soldiers who fought against the Qing Dynasty and died on the battlefield."

Zhu Zhanjun pointed at Wu Sangui and said, "He is just a trigger. Every guard will have a corresponding army to support him."

"Logically, this army should obey his orders, but this Guanning Iron Cavalry is the embodiment of the will of those soldiers who died in the battle."

"I didn't take over from them just now. Their will still belongs to themselves. Facing the Manchu Kangxi, they hate him from the bottom of their hearts. They will rush up and kill him without hesitation when they see him."

"And Wu Sangui betrayed their oath. They refused to obey the orders of this leader and would kill him to wash away the shame he had brought upon them."

Everyone nodded in sudden realization.

No wonder this army is so murderous, it turns out it is the will of those fallen soldiers.

Zhu Biao faced the army in the distance and bowed slightly.

As the former crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, he was heartfelt grateful and admired this army that was still protecting the Ming Dynasty until its death.

“They are all good boys.”

Old Zhu also sighed and glanced at Kangxi and Wu Sangui.

"It's a pity that I met a coward and some bad eggs with pigtails."

"Hey, hey, hey, you can just talk, don't attack others personally."

Kangxi said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't there an old saying in the Central Plains that the most powerful treasure belongs to the capable. Who can you blame if your Zhu family can't keep it?" He secretly glanced at Zhu Zhanjun and saw that he was looking into the distance and didn't pay attention to what he said. Kangxi said even more dissatisfiedly:
"Besides, we are not trying to seize your kingdom. It was Li Zicheng who destroyed the Ming Dynasty. We have even avenged you."

Old Zhu glared, waved his fist and said, "What's wrong? You don't accept it."

"There's still a whirlpool. Let's not waste time."

The two of them started arguing as usual, and Zhu Biao had no choice but to remind them.

Old Zhu and Kangxi glared at each other, snorted coldly, and turned their heads to look elsewhere.

Zhu Zhanjun turned around and looked at the two of them: "It's over, we're not going to fight today?"

Old Zhu snorted coldly: "If it's not something important, then we have to beat him up."

Kangxi just snorted and said nothing.

He is alone now, and Wu Sangui, who finally comes, is still his enemy.

In order to avoid being beaten, he decided to endure the humiliation first, and when more people came and asked them to stand by him, he would have to fight Lao Zhu one-on-one.

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head and turned to walk into the courtyard.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Kangxi glared at each other, snorted coldly, and kicked Wu Sangui, who had just gotten up, and shouted in unison: "Who told you to get up? Stay down!"

Wu Sangui: ???

Back in the room, the dark golden door was still there, and the vortex on the right was still spinning.

After Old Zhu and the other two came in, Zhu Zhanjun walked straight in.

“It’s not black and white this time?”

After taking a closer look at the surrounding environment, Lao Zhu was surprised.

The surrounding environment is not black and white as imagined, but is no different from reality.

"This seems to be in a tomb?"

Zhu Biao looked around and said something uncertainly.

"It's not like it, it's right in the tomb."

Zhu Zhanjun confirmed it and walked forward according to the guidance in his heart.

The tomb chamber is not large, divided into three rooms in total from front to back, with rooms for burial objects on both sides.

The four people appeared in the middle room, where the coffin was placed.

"This specification should be of a prince or something like that."

Old Zhu looked around and felt that everything looked familiar.

This is the burial style of the Ming Dynasty. Judging from the specifications, it should be at the prince's level.

Zhu Biao asked Zhu Zhanjun: "Does our Ming Dynasty have a prince who is good at fighting?"

Zhu Zhanjun thought for a moment and replied, "You all know the one in front, and the one behind is my second uncle."

"But my second uncle is still alive, so this shouldn't be the place."

"Come on, come on, we'll know who it is after we take a look."

Old Zhu greeted him and walked towards the tomb door which had opened by itself for some unknown reason.

Although they were inside the tomb, their vision was still good enough to see what was going on inside clearly.

There were two coffins in the tomb chamber, and some funerary objects in jars and boxes next to them.

The coffin is very complete, with no signs of collapse or mold, and it even smells faintly fragrant.

"This, I think we've seen it somewhere before?"

Looking at the coffin and funerary objects, Lao Zhu kept scratching his head. He felt that these things looked familiar, but he couldn't remember what they were for a moment.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't recognize it, so he walked straight to the coffin that he had in mind.

After looking around and confirming that everything was OK, he said to Zhu Biao, Kangxi, and Lao Zhu: "Come over and give us a hand. We need to invite this person out first."

Old Zhu, who always felt that this place looked familiar, also wanted to find out who was inside, so he hurried over to help.

After a while of tinkering, the four of them finally opened the outer coffin, revealing the coffin inside.

"Come on, just do it."

Old Zhu pulled out Zhu Zhanjun's knife, and after some fiddling, the coffin lid was pried open.

The four of them worked together, and after a creaking sound, the coffin lid was lifted, revealing what was inside.

Zhu Zhanjun squinted his eyes and looked inside, and saw the corpse covered with a brocade quilt, with various burial objects placed around it.

There were gold, silver, jewelry, and a sword, and some books and bamboo slips at his feet.

"Be careful, don't fake the corpse."

Lao Zhu gave a reminder.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded, took out a dark golden scroll, and used a knife to pry open the brocade quilt covering the corpse, revealing the corpse's shriveled palms.

"Heh, it's well preserved. I thought it had turned into bones."

Old Zhu, who was alert to his surroundings, looked back and couldn't help but say something with a smile.

He used the blade to cut open the shriveled skin, picked up the cut shriveled finger, and pressed it on the dark golden scroll.

A burst of dark golden light instantly illuminated the dark tomb, and the dark golden light merged into the mummy.

"Giggle..."

A sound of bones rubbing against each other suddenly appeared in the dark golden light.

"Oh no, he's pretending to be dead."

Old Zhu shouted nervously, pulled Zhu Zhanjun back, and looked vigilantly at the coffin wrapped in dark golden light.

Although the four men had extraordinary identities, this was the first time they had ever committed such a tomb robbery, and the corpse unexpectedly made some noises.

"Logically, shouldn't the soul appear? Why is there a sound coming out?"

Kangxi swallowed, stared at the coffin nervously, and asked in a low voice the doubts in his heart.

"Who knows? Maybe the situation is different."

Zhu Zhanjun, who was also staring at the coffin, replied in a low voice.

The dark golden light became dimmer and dimmer, until slowly only a faint light remained.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the coffin.

"Damn it, he really pretended to be dead."

Old Zhu couldn't help but tremble his hands. This scene was so exciting.

"Damn it, you are the one who pretended to be dead."

However, before anyone could react, a curse came from the coffin.

Zhu Zhanjun and Kangxi felt their scalps tingling instantly, while Zhu Biao and Lao Zhu were stunned after hearing the voice.

Old Zhu's eyes flashed with excitement, and he asked cautiously: "Brother Xu, is it really you?"

As soon as Old Zhu finished speaking, a middle-aged man in royal robes sat up from his coffin and looked in the direction of the voice with an angry look on his face.

But when he saw Zhu and Zhu Biao, his anger disappeared immediately and he shouted in great joy: "Your Majesty, why is it you who are the Crown Prince?"

(End of this chapter)