The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 409 The Death of Wu Sangui

"Sir General, the tomb passage is just ten steps ahead. It was well worth it to find this tomb master. His method of finding dragon points is truly remarkable! He found it in just a short while."

"Stop talking nonsense and start digging!"

On July 15th of the first year of Wuding, the Ghost Festival in the lunar calendar, at the foot of Jundu Mountain in the western suburbs of the capital.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a time of great hustle and bustle, with lonely ghosts and wandering spirits laughing at the broken dreams of life.
The white waves are rolling during the Zhongyuan Festival, the road is long and lonely, and the ghosts are laughing at the broken dreams of my life.

It is said that Wu Sangui led his elite servants, followed by the commander-in-chief Liu Zongzhou and a group of staff, hurriedly left Linqing, and headed north overnight to the capital.

After fifteen days of sleeping in the open and eating their way through the open, they finally arrived at the capital that Commander Liu had been longing for.

As soon as the group stepped into Beijing, they were shocked.

All I see is dust.

With Zuoanmen as the center, hundreds of thousands of corpses lay prostrate around it. Many of the corpses were still in the fighting postures they were in when they died, holding various weapons in their hands, including muskets, long swords, flying axes...

The corpses included those of bandits and Kaiyuan soldiers, but of course, more were the people of the capital who were unable to escape at the last moment.

All the corpses turned charcoal black and solidified in the air at the moment of the explosion.

"It's atrocious! The evil deeds of Liu the traitor are too numerous to list..."

The young and energetic Shi Kefa was so shocked by the scene that he was incoherent. He stood there blankly, not knowing where to put his feet because the surrounding area was filled with corpses.

Wu Sangui was not so pedantic.

"What the hell is this!"

Wu Sangui's young face could not hide the murderous intent. He swung his sword and chopped at the nearest Qi soldier's corpse.

Before his death, the halberd-wielding soldier thrust his halberd into the abdomen of the opposing bandit, and the halberd got stuck in the enemy's ribs.

Before he died, the Halberd Soldier opened his mouth wide and looked towards the Zuo'an Gate behind him with horror.

Wu Sangui swung his sword but missed the halberd-wielding soldier's corpse, and the dead man turned into millions of dust particles and returned to the earth.

"Where is Liu Zhaosun's body? Find it! Find it quickly!"

He was frightened by the strange scene before his eyes, and loudly ordered his servants to search for the body of Emperor Wu Ding. A speck of dust entered his body through his mouth...

I don't know if it's because today is Ghost Festival, but there are only a few hundred living people within a hundred miles. Even rats are nowhere to be seen on the ruins. A strange atmosphere permeates the battlefield.
"Look carefully, and you will definitely find his body!"

The servants searched the ruins for a long time but found nothing.

Not only was the body of Emperor Wu Ding not found, but even objects like the dragon robe and dragon crown were not discovered.

Wu Sangui did not waste time as he had important things to do. He ignored Liu Zongzhou and others and took his servants to dig up the tomb of the noble lady.

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Liu Zongzhou held a funeral for Emperor Tianqi Zhu Youjian.

The late emperor's funeral was grand yet simple.

Shi Kefa and a personal soldier named Zhu, who was said to be a member of the royal family, came to a place where the Huangji Palace was said to be located. The two symbolically picked up the black soil on the ground (there was burnt black soil everywhere after the explosion) and placed it in a dragon robe that had been prepared in advance. Under the kowtow of Liu Zongzhou and others, the dragon robe wrapped in black soil was buried in a piece of black soil.

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Wu Sangui brought three hundred servants, led by a servant who was said to have been a tomb robber, and walked three miles west to the foot of the mountain outside Beijing. They climbed up, walking through the green and secluded areas, climbing rocks and digging holes. Needless to say, the journey was difficult.

When we arrived at the place pointed out by the tomb robber, we saw dense forests and deep valleys, and the mountains were shaped like a sleeping dragon, cutting off all communication with the outside world.

The valley is remote and desolate, and rarely visited by people. There is a dangerous cliff with weeds and ancient trees growing on the top. From the high vantage point, you can overlook the Jundu Mountain range.

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The winding road leads to the vicinity of the capital. Who could believe that Liu Zhaosun built the mausoleum of his wife not far from the city wall?

More than 300 people dug for two hours and were finally blocked by a pile of huge rocks. Wu Sangui remembered the method used by Liu Zhaosun when he attacked Jinzhou. He ordered his servants to nail gunpowder into the coffin and stuff the coffin into the tomb passage.

boom!
With a loud bang, the stone was blown into pieces, and the servants rushed forward and continued digging.

Another half an hour passed before all obstacles in front of the tomb door were finally cleared.

"I'm going to get rich! Hahaha!"

The tomb of Queen Zhang Yan was like a beautiful woman who had taken off her clothes, lying there quietly, waiting for Wu Sangui to visit her.

Through the crack in the tomb door, you can see the nanmu coffin inside. Next to the coffin, gold, silver and jewelry are piled up like a mountain. You can also vaguely see a dozen burly clay statues holding sharp blades, similar to human figurines.

Wu Sangui was overjoyed. The time for revenge had come!
"Dig out Liu Zhaosun's woman and show her to me! Hahahaha!"

Revenge for his dead uncle and father was actually just an excuse for him to rob the tomb.

His real purpose in coming here was to get the precious jade and treasures in the tomb.

Wu Sangui heard from his father Wu Xiang that Liu Zhaosun had been looting everywhere over the years and had accumulated more than a million in gold and silver!

He imagined that when Zhang Yan was buried, the gold and silver buried with her would pile up into a mountain.

Wu Sangui shouted loudly, called a trusted servant, and pointed at the bare tomb passage in front of him.

"Take a few people to push open the stone door and pull the coffin out! If you can't pull it open, use a crowbar to pry it open and drag Zhang Yan's body out!"

The July sky was scorching hot. Five trusted servants held torches and rushed into the gloomy and cold tomb passage.

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Suddenly, a scream that did not sound like a human voice was heard from the tomb passage, and then the screaming stopped.

Wu Sangui poked his head out and shouted, "Da Mao! Ma Zi! Fugui!"

Fugui, the big-haired pockmarked boy, did not respond for a long time.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Wu Sangui's face was ferocious. Although he was young, he never believed in ghosts and gods. He thought they were all tricks to deceive people.

"Give me the torch! Liu Zhaosun, that bastard, slaughtered our Wu family when he was alive, and now he's trying to make fun of me! I'm going down there myself, damn it, and I'm going to strip his women naked!"

He cursed, took the torch, and jumped down the dark tomb door with his sword in hand.

As soon as he jumped into the tomb passage, he felt a chill on his back, as if something was blowing air at him from behind.

Wu Sangui shuddered and turned around and said:

"All of you, follow me!"

A few more servants came down.

Wu Sangui was tall, but fortunately the tomb passage was spacious enough. He walked inside with a torch. There were ferocious reliefs of dragons and tigers carved on both sides of the tomb passage. He knew that this was the pattern of the Kaiyuan military flag, so he spat on a black dragon with bared fangs and claws.

"Damn it, even after he's dead, he's still trying to scare people. The Kaiyuan Army is all dead!"

Before Wu Sangui finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and a big hand tightly grasped his throat...
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"Have you forgotten why I killed Zu Dashou?"

The veins on Emperor Wuding's face bulged, and his hands, like steel pliers, gripped Wu Sangui's throat and lifted him up. Wu Sangui kicked wildly in mid-air. Shocked by the giant beast before him, he dared not look into its red eyes.

"Your uncle sent people to Kaiyuan to kill civilians, not even sparing a one-month-old baby. Shouldn't such a person be put to death?"

"I only killed Zu Dashou's family, sparing you and your father. You refuse to repent, and now you're digging up graves! Do you deserve to die?"

"I've let you go time and time again, given you a chance to live time and time again, yet you insist on killing me! Why?!"

"If I don't kill you, you all want me to die! Zhang Chun wants me to die! Li Xianzhong wants me to die! Zhu Youxiao wants me to die! Zhu Youjian wants me to die!..."

"You won't even let the dead go! I won't be able to rest in peace even after I die!"

"In that case, all of you go to hell!"

Liu Zhaosun exerted force with his finger joints, and with a snap, Wu Sangui's cervical vertebrae were broken. The look of fear on his face quickly disappeared, and he turned into a limp corpse.

"I am Liu Zhaosun, I am Emperor Wuding. Whoever dares to kill me, whoever can kill me!"

He threw Wu Sangui's body out with all his might, and the two Wu family servants in front were killed on the spot.

The surrounding soldiers were so shocked by this horrific scene that they even forgot they were still holding weapons.

A head servant swung his long sword, roared to give himself courage, and led the two men to rush forward.

Liu Zhaosun gave a side kick, and the servant in the front was sent flying like a sandbag. Just as another servant was about to swing his sword, the wind blew, and he and his sword were broken into two pieces. Only the head servant was left standing there, looking at the godlike Emperor Wu Ding in front of him, his whole body shaking. Liu Zhaosun picked up the man and threw him more than ten steps away. The head servant hit the pile of rocks, and his body was covered in blood.

Liu Zhaosun killed more than ten people in a row, leaving corpses all over the ground, but he was still furious.

"Zhang Mazi!"

Zhang Dong quickly led his men forward and cleaned up the pile of body parts at the entrance of the tomb.

He stayed in the tomb for a month and a half. His face was covered with red particles, his hair was unkempt, and he looked murderous. He was even more terrifying than the extremely powerful Emperor Wuding.

"You! You! And you!"

Zhang Dong pointed at several generals and shouted at them to come over.

Seeing Wu Sangui's servants being killed instantly by the emperor, the three captains were so scared that they walked forward tremblingly.

Before they could stand firm, a cold light flashed and three heads fell to the ground.

The Liaoxi soldiers fled in all directions, and a frightening voice came from behind:
"If you want to die, leave!"

Everyone dropped their weapons and knelt at the entrance of the tomb, muttering to themselves and begging for their lives. The people they prayed to range from Wong Tai Sin to the Jade Emperor.

Emperor Wu Ding glanced at the twelve subordinates who walked out of the tomb passage, each of them full of murderous intent.

He winked at Zhang Dong, and Zhang Mazi led everyone forward to pick up the swords scattered on the ground.

"Listen to me!"

With a clang, the time traveler threw the broken goose-feather knife to the ground.

He suddenly pulled off the blood-stained gold-thread Yishan crown on his head, and took off the amber jade hairpin given to him by Jin Yuji. His white hair turned as white as silver, and everyone screamed and retreated.

"I have been forced into dire straits time and time again by you, and that is why I am like this! Liaozhen, the imperial court, the Jiannu, the bandits, and even this Wu Sangui! They all want to kill me, and even death will not bring me peace! Since I cannot be a benevolent and righteous king, from now on, I will be a tyrant!"

"Those who are willing to follow me, take a step forward!"

The Liao soldiers in the front row felt like they were about to be deafened and showed expressions of extreme pain.

The black crowd rushed forward and knelt at the emperor's feet like a tide.

"We are willing to follow Emperor Wuding! We will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Emperor Wuding walked towards Wu Sangui's Hexi horse, jumped on the horse, waved the whip and pointed south, shouting:

"Go to Linqing and kill all the thieves!"

(End of this chapter)