I'm telling fortunes in North America. I'm really not a wizard.

Throughout the long course of history, the fate and choices of the last emperor are often repeatedly commented on by later generations.

Even if an extremely incompetent last emperor chooses to die heroically when his country is destroyed, even if he has done nothing all his life, he can at least be known as a man of integrity.

Just like Emperor Chongzhen, although he was unable to turn the tide and save the Ming Dynasty when it was on the verge of collapse, he also made many mistakes during his reign.

But when Li Zicheng's army broke through the capital and the Ming Dynasty was about to end, he hanged himself on the crooked tree on Coal Hill and died for his country.

This determination won the respect and sympathy of later generations.

When people talk about him, they tend to sigh and lament his bad luck and misfortune rather than blame or scold him.

His death brought a tragic end to the turbulent Ming Dynasty. Although the last years of the Ming Dynasty were riddled with problems, people in later generations would not be ashamed of it.

Similarly, even though the Yuan Dynasty, which did not seem to be that great and did not last more than a hundred years, was also given relatively fair and equal evaluation in historical records.

However, the end of the Qing Dynasty became a shame in the entire Eastern history.

Puyi, as the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, had the opportunity to restore a little face for this dynasty that had ended and been humiliated for nearly a hundred years through his actions.

At that special historical moment, when he met the Japanese Emperor, if he still had a trace of blood in his heart, even though he was unarmed, he would have thrown his fist at him without hesitation, even if he could not hurt the other party at all, and would have ended up bleeding on the spot.

The Qing Dynasty would also leave a different chapter in history books because of his heroic feat, allowing future generations to regard it as a normal change of dynasty rather than a history full of humiliation.

But he didn't dare move.

Therefore, today, many years after the demise of the Qing Dynasty, that period of history is still a scar that people are reluctant to touch.

The history of the Qing Dynasty is like a dusty taboo. Historians avoid it as much as possible, for fear that their writing will be tainted with a trace of the dust of that humiliating history.

Because it's so embarrassing!

At this moment, as the sky was covered with rolling clouds, images of emperors and generals from past dynasties, as well as occasional common people, appeared in a scattered manner.

Their eyes were all fixed on Puyi's servile and embarrassed appearance, the disappointment in their eyes spread like ink, and their faces were full of grief and resentment for this last emperor of the dynasty.

In a moment, the humiliating historical scenes of the late Qing Dynasty, which were too painful to recall, seemed to be like smoke carried by the wind, floating and swaying, and slowly dissipating, as if they knew that they were deeply sinful and had no right to stay for long under this sky that symbolized the glory and dignity of history.

Since when, those gazes that penetrated the long years and came from different eras, as if pulled by an invisible force, all fell on Chen Yaozu on the ground.

The earnest expectations contained in those eyes were like a hot warm current, making Chen Yaozu instantly feel the sudden weight on his shoulders.

He understood the meaning in the look!
I also understand the earnest hopes behind it.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Chen Yaozu felt a surge of warmth in his heart and his nose felt a little sour.

He didn't know why these images of ancestors appeared and why they were looking at him eagerly.

Maybe it’s because he is now expanding his territory and happened to encounter a rift in the world?

He understands better what these ancestral images expect.

So he straightened his chest, bowed solemnly, and said in a passionate and loud voice: "Please rest assured, fellow Chinese ancestors, I will live up to the glory of my bloodline and do my best to expand the territory of the Orientals and return to the top of the world nation!
No matter whether the enemy is a human or a god, anyone who dares to be an enemy of us Orientals will be destroyed wherever the sword points.

If any enemy dares to raise the sword against the East, I will certainly fight and fight until I die!"

Before this, Chen Yaozu always thought that the phantoms of these ancestors were just the brief manifestation of their will.

It was out of respect for our ancestors that we made such a heroic oath under their sharp gaze.

But what he never expected was that just as he finished speaking, a deep and grand voice suddenly rang out in the sky, as if it was an echo from eternity: "Very good! Then where is your sword?"

Ok?
This voice...

Chen Yaozu looked up in astonishment, and saw that the shadowy figures in the sky all had smiles of approval on their faces.

And the First Emperor Ying Zheng, who was at the highest point, had a look of recognition in his eyes, with such majesty as a tiger that could swallow the world.

Obviously, the question just now came from the mouth of this great emperor. Chen Yaozu was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and hurriedly explained: "Replying to the First Emperor, I don't have a sword in my hand at the moment. The sword is in the backyard warehouse.

In modern society, swords and spears are rarely useful, and we mostly use guns."

"A gentleman should not be without a sword!"

Before he finished his words, Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng in the air hooked his finger, untied the sword at his waist, waved his arm, and threw it down at Chen Yaozu.

At the same time, he ordered calmly: "This is the spirit of Tai'a, find a sword to hold it!"

hiss……

Taia Sword?
Looking at the shadow of the long sword floating in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yaozu couldn't help but gasp. This chill came from the bottom of his heart, and it was a real chill.

The Tai'a sword thrown down by Ying Zheng was not a real sword, but the shadow of a sword. The two seal characters "Tai'a" on the sword were simple, vigorous and clearly visible.

What is important is not the style of the sword, but the cold breath that blows towards you.

In an instant, a layer of frost quickly formed in the area within a radius of 10 meters with Chen Yaozu as the center, and the cold was bone-chilling.

This was not because of the cold weather, but because of the powerful evil spirit contained in the sword.

Yes, it is evil spirit, and it is a very strong evil spirit.

Without hundreds of thousands of lives, this sword of kingly authority cannot be maintained.

The people who were standing next to Chen Yaozu just now had already retreated 10 meters away in panic, and only the military officer remained standing.

The military officer has a heavy responsibility. He represents more than just himself. It is his duty, so he sticks to his post and does not retreat.

Above the sky, the shadows of the emperors, generals, and common people of past dynasties gradually became blurred and finally disappeared, leaving only a reminder that seemed to be engraved in the long river of time, echoing slowly: "This world is about to usher in great changes.

The people of China in the East will also soon experience the blows of these storms, and either grow in the blows or perish in the blows.

Chen Yaozu, remember your oath, I will watch you fight in the long river of time!
Orientals, whether you exist or disappear in the future depends on your efforts now!
Remember who you are!"

The sound is not loud, but it is deafening!

"Yes, I send you all off respectfully!"

Chen Yaozu bowed respectfully again and bid farewell to the disappearing shadows.

The lingering sound was still there. Audrey, who had been pushed the farthest away by the evil spirit of the Taia Sword, suddenly rolled her eyes and quickly ran towards the yard.

Soon, a long sword was brought in.

This is Chen Yaozu's Tianshi Sword, and also the sword of the Xuanwei Envoy. Maybe in the near future, it will be the Taia Sword.

"Zu, your sword!"

Audrey is not of oriental descent, so she couldn't withstand the evil spirit from a distance and could only throw the sword in her hand towards Chen Yaozu with all her strength.

She is strong enough, after all, she has mutated.

So the long sword quickly fell into Chen Yaozu's hands. Chen Yaozu pulled out the more ordinary long sword in his hand and was about to send it towards the phantom of the Taia Sword, using the sword in his hand to contain the Taia Sword spirit.

But was suddenly stopped.

He was a military attaché. He looked at the ordinary 200-yuan Longquan sword from the Pinduoduo edition in Chen Yaozu's hand with an embarrassed look on his face.

"How about changing the sword?
This is Tai'a, the kingly sword of the Eastern China!"

(End of this chapter)