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

Chapter 313: Divine Soldiers Descend from the Sky, Chuang Jun is Confused

"Get out, get out...get out!"

Zhu Houzhao waved his knife and drove out all those guys who wanted to get rich overnight.

The ministers did not dare to resist and ran away with their heads in their hands.

Other emperors could still refute it. As far as they knew, Emperor Zhengde was a notorious fool. In addition, there were so many ancestors in charge. If they really killed you, you would not even have a place to appeal.

"These bastards, when they were serving the country and the people, I never saw them work so hard, but when they saw an opportunity to rise to the top, they were as active as if they had met their own father."

After driving everyone out, Zhu Houzhao cursed a few words in dissatisfaction.

Zhu Zhanjun was speechless for a while, and said to Zhu Houcong: "I will give you the pendant, and the rest can be picked from the list and let the pendant choose by itself."

"There is also Yan Song. He can be used, but not for real. Also, if I hear you doing some messed up immortal cultivation stuff again, I will make you really cultivate immortality."

There is not much to do here in Jiajing, and there is no point for everyone to stay here. Zhu Zhanjun should not think about going back early, bringing the remaining few here, and then going about his own business.

The Ming world was busy with the war of unification, while in the Second World, negotiations with the West were just getting on track. There were many things waiting for him every day.

As the new world expands, it is estimated that a permanent coordinate will appear, and there may be another fight.

With so many things waiting for him, Zhu Zhanjun doesn't have much free time.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, I will never mess around again."

Zhu Houcong made repeated assurances.

"Okay, let's go."

After giving a few brief instructions, Zhu Zhanjun took care of Old Zhu and the others, then returned to the space in front of Zhu Houcong.

"call!"

After Zhu Zhanjun and others left, Zhu Houcong took a deep breath, returned to the throne and sat down.

The pressure from these ancestors was just too great, and he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Who is it this time?"

As soon as he returned to the space, Empress Ma came up again and looked at Old Zhu expectantly.

Old Zhu shook his head: "It's not the eldest grandson, it's the cousin of that stinky boy Houzhao."

Queen Ma's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she murmured, "My dear Xiongying, when will you come to see grandma?"

Seeing his mother's disappointed look, Zhu Biao thought for a moment and said, "Mom and Dad, have you ever considered the fact that Xiongying is here?"

After these words were spoken, the old couple looked at Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao took a look and Zhu Zhanjun, who was discussing with everyone who might be the next one, whispered to the old couple, "I felt very close to this child since the first time I saw him."

"And some of his little habits, as well as his tone and demeanor when speaking, are exactly the same as when Xiongying was a child."

After hearing these words, the old couple was stunned for a moment.

Recalling the scenes they had spent with Zhu Zhanjun, they were shocked to find that it seemed to be true.

"Is there really reincarnation in this world?"

Old Zhu looked at Zhu Zhanjun in shock, his eyes full of joy and a hint of loss.

To his delight, his eldest grandson came to him again.

The sad thing is that this eldest grandson is no longer that eldest grandson.

"Maybe." Zhu Biao also sighed, but shook his head and said, "It's also possible that I guessed wrong. Who knows, Xiong Ying may still be waiting for us."

"Brother, let's go, what are you guys talking about?"

While the three of them were whispering, the old man, who had just finished discussing with Zhu Zhanjun, waved his hand and greeted Zhu Biao.

"Okay, got it."

Zhu Biao replied, and then said to Empress Ma and Old Zhu: "If Xiongying really can't come later, then my guess may be true. If he comes, it means that I guessed wrong."

"No matter what, we still have a thought in our hearts."

Old Zhu nodded and said to Queen Ma: "Sister, don't think too much. What is supposed to come will eventually come. If it doesn't come, then you can only blame the child for his bad luck."

Queen Ma nodded, told her to be careful, and then returned to the courtyard feeling a little disappointed.

With the flickering light, it disappeared into space.

Over the next two days, one person after another was pulled into the space.

Zhu Qizhen's son Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Houzhao's father Zhu Youtang, as well as Zhu Yijun and Zhu Zaihui, and a short-lived emperor Zhu Changluo.

Of the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, only the last one, Chongzhen, is left; the others have already gone into space.

"Stop right there, or I'll chop you down!"

"Hey, hey, hey, if you chop my dad again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Ahaha, you even dare to threaten our ancestors. Why don't you show me some respect? I want to see what's wrong with your father. I'm still your uncle."

"Hey, stop fighting. We are all family members chopping each other. It's ridiculous to watch people laugh at us."

"Get out of the way! Your grandfather was beaten up, and you, as his grandson, didn't help. You are such a coward."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at this group of people with a headache, feeling so tired.

Ever since Zhu Houcong dealt with the situation and entered the space, Zhu Houzhao has been chasing him with a knife all day long.

Zhu Houcong was also not ambiguous. He took up sticks and called on his sons and grandsons to fight against Zhu Houzhao.

Qin Hui also has two good friends. Zhu Houzhao is such a generous person, so naturally he has people he can play with.

Zhu Zhanjun's elder brother-in-law Huo Qubing was a drinking buddy of Zhu Houzhao. The two would sit together and drink whenever they had time, replaying the war on the grassland.

When Zhu Houzhao came, Zhu Qizhen was the only person of the same age as him. The two often got along together and had a good relationship.

The three of them were holding sticks, and the fight between Zhu Houcong and his two generations of ancestors and grandchildren was so exciting.

Old Zhu had a dark face, and his hands were itching as he looked at these six unreliable descendants.

That is Kangxi, because the things of the Second World rarely come to the space, otherwise Kangxi will laugh at him to death. "You six bastards, stop it, believe it or not, I will beat you to death."

Seeing the six guys fighting again, Lao Zhu was so angry that he picked up the prickly ash wood next to him, roared and rushed forward, beating the six guys until they screamed in anger.

Zhu Houzhao and Huo Qubing, these two guys are so cunning that they run away as soon as they see the situation is not going well.

Zhu Houcong, Zhu Qizhen and others were unlucky and were beaten badly by Zhu.

"Is it over? It's over. We can set off now. This may be the last Chongzhen."

Seeing that the fight was almost over, Zhu Zhanjun asked a question.

Old Zhu threw away the pepper wood in his hand, kicked each of the guys in the butt, and then returned to the altar angrily.

The guys didn't dare to say a word and just followed behind with their heads in their hands.

After everyone was in place, Zhu Zhanjun exhaled and pointed at the altar in front of him.

As the light flashed, a huge light appeared in front of everyone. At the same time, a golden pendant with four dark gold appeared in front of him.

"so much?"

Old Zhu was surprised to see four dark gold pendants.

Among the emperors summoned these days, the one with the most dark gold pendants was Jiajing and Zhu Houzhao, while the others sometimes had none and sometimes had none.

But I didn’t expect that four of the last one would appear at once.

"Heroes have always emerged in troubled times. It's normal to have more of them."

Jia Xu shook his folding fan and replied casually.

He lived in troubled times, so he naturally understood how many talents such an environment could produce.

"We have plenty of people who can fight."

Zhu Houzhao rushed back, took a look at the black pendant and muttered something.

Old Zhu glared at him and said, "You know nothing. We are going to open up the third world. We have many people under us, but our territory is too big."

Zhu Houzhao didn't dare to refute Old Zhu. He laughed dryly a few times and shrank behind the crowd.

Zhu Zhanjun accepted the pendant and led everyone into the gate.

"Kill!"

"The gate is broken, the gate is broken."

As soon as my vision returned, I heard bursts of hoarse and excited shouts.

When Zhu Zhanjun opened his eyes, he saw countless soldiers in various clothes rushing frantically into an open gate in Beiping City.

"Fortunately, we are not too late."

Zhu Zhanjun exhaled and said to Zhu Houzhao, "Take your men to the palace to prevent that guy from killing people indiscriminately."

Then he looked at Zhu Youxiao and said, "Go to Coal Hill and keep an eye on him. Maybe the palace is over and he has gone to hang himself."

After instructing a few people, Zhu Zhanjun took out two tokens.

Guessing that there might be a major war this time, he specially prepared two armies with a total of 2 elite troops.

With a flash of light, the 20,000-strong army that had been on standby suddenly appeared on the right side of the rebels, startling the rebels who were excitedly preparing to rush into the city.

Before the rebels could react, huge flags were raised.

The rebels were stunned by the clear words.

"Crash..."

Large flags were unfurled and appeared before the rebels' eyes.

Ming Taizu, Ming Taizong, Ming Renzong...

"bass!"

Zhu Zhanjun, who was sitting astride Kangxi, drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at the army of King Chuang.

"Those who rebel against the emperor will be killed without mercy!"

"Beep beep beep..."

The charge horn sounded instantly. To the astonishment of King Chuang's army, the Ming army, which had already prepared for the charge, issued a thunderous shout.

"Great Ming will win! Kill, kill, kill!"

In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The artillerymen prepared in the back fired shells at the fastest speed.

Shell after shell whizzed into King Chuang's army, causing heavy casualties.

Zhu Zhanjun, Old Zhu, the old man, Zhu Zhanji, even Fatty Zhu, all the people in the Zhu family, charged forward with swords in hand.

This is what Lao Zhu instructed.

Everyone is responsible for the decline of the Ming Dynasty. At this moment of salvation, everyone must make their own efforts. Even if they die on the battlefield, they must rush to the front line.

"Come on!"

The emperor personally led the charge, instantly bringing morale to its peak.

The soldiers, holding rifles with bayonets fixed, formed an offensive formation, shooting and advancing quickly.

"What's going on? Where did the enemy come from? Where did the enemy come from?"

Looking at the open city gate, Li Zicheng, the King of Rebellion, who was originally delighted, was stunned by the sudden attack.

He looked back in astonishment and saw that the troops on his right were completely defeated by the suddenly appearing army.

Tens of thousands of troops fled in a panic under the enemy's charge, and even led to the collapse of the central army.

"Bastards, hold on! They only have 2 people, and we have hundreds of thousands. We can drown them with just a mouthful of spit from each of us. Fight back!"

(End of this chapter)