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Chapter 421 Nightmare
Where are you?Between half-dream and half-awake, there seemed to be countless people roaring and violent explosions, but I couldn't hear the sound.

In this way, Yang Reform was wandering in a trance between half-dream and half-awake, surrounded by miserable corpses, some with only half body, some with only one head, and some with their internal organs exposed, Yang Reform became more and more frightened as he walked!These dead bodies, without exception, stared at themselves with dead fish-like eyes. Fang Fo could pounce on his own flesh and tear it at any time.This is where?Ghost domain?Lost yourself?

This kind of scene frightened Yang Reform, who was half asleep and half awake.

I am the emperor. Is the emperor the Ninth Five-Year Supreme? He is the son of the real dragon, blessed by the gods, so don't be afraid...

Dangling in this hellish scene, Yang Reform could feel his heart beating violently, and Yang Reform kept cheering up his half-dream and half-awake self.

As soon as possible, Yang Reform firmly believes that he is an atheist and a materialist. However, in this scene that seems like a dream, not a dream, and half awake, Yang Reform can't help but use this method to cheer himself up. The eyes are so staring that it makes people feel terrified and hairy... The more he walks, the more swaying, the more he feels that these dead fish eyes are about to pounce on him... Why does it seem that even the body of the gods and Buddhas in the sky and the body of the real dragon don't work anymore?Yang Reform's heart almost jumped to his mouth.The dead corpses around seemed to be swaying towards him, and those dead fish-like eyes seemed to be staring at him, not letting him go, and would come up to take a bite at any time.

Just when those corpses and those dead fish eyes surrounded him tightly and he couldn't breathe, Yang Reform mustered all his strength and yelled...

"Ah!..." This frightened and unwilling voice penetrated the half-awake, half-dream world and reached the real world.

This cry resounded throughout the Qianqing Palace.This cry made the silent Qianqing Palace immediately noisy.

The maids and eunuchs waiting outside the palace immediately turned on the lamps, and the Qianqing Palace was immediately lit up.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty? Are you okay?" Outside the door came the eunuch's concerned voice.

With that yell, Yang Reform broke free from the half-dream and half-awake state, and returned to reality. He had sat up, but was still in shock. In the darkness, he couldn't recognize where he was for a while. There are dead fish eyes everywhere, mutilated corpses everywhere.

With the help of the lights from the eunuchs, Yang Reform was able to confirm that he was in the Qianqing Palace, and that he was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. He had a nightmare just now, and the scene of the nightmare was so realistic that it caused him to have a nightmare. Gained the feeling of being there, thinking that he was eaten by those dead bodies.

Yang Reform didn't need to look to know that his face must be very scary, his body was already soaked, beads of sweat flowed down his face, his heart was beating wildly, but he didn't have any strength in his body.

Panting heavily, Yang Reform quickly recalled his own dream, what's wrong?How did I start this dream?This scene seemed to be a war, and it was a fierce battle, a bloody battle. The scene was so realistic, it was like being there. The mutilated corpse stared at his own dead fish eyes, It can also shock Yang Reform, who is still in shock.

Seeing more and more lights gathered outside the door, Yang Reform knew that there were many people gathered outside, and they were probably attracted by his terrified cry. Half of the Forbidden City.

Yang Reform sat for a while to calm his beating heart, and then he had some strength to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and then said: "It's just a nightmare, it's nothing, don't make a fuss! Let everything go away." .”

"Obey!" The eunuchs and maids outside the door agreed, but they didn't dare to leave. They still stood outside the door with the lanterns in hand. Today's loud cry, afraid that the emperor's nightmare is not ordinary evil, how dare they leave?

Yang Reform didn't have much energy to care about the outside situation, so he began to think about why he had this dream, and what did this dream portend?How can there be such a realistic scene?Could it be that he really sleepwalked to a certain battlefield?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! It's a slave!" A familiar voice came from outside the door.

Yang Reform made a distinction. It belonged to Wang Chengen. After thinking about it, he said, "Big Companion! Come in..."

Wang Chengen hurriedly opened the door and came in.

After turning on the lamp, the room became much brighter. Wang Chengen said with concern: "Your Majesty, I heard that you had a nightmare?"

Yang Reform has calmed down a lot, and said: "Well, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that dead bodies entangled me all over the place. I struggled hard, and then I broke free..." Yang Reform sat on the bed and briefly described his For Wang Chengen, Yang Reform felt that there was no need to hide anything.

"Your Majesty, it must be because your Majesty has been too tired and overworked for the affairs of state, and that's why I was shocked! Your Majesty, why don't you invite a real person to do the law?" Wang Chengen said with concern.

"Forget it, no need..." Yang Reform refused without even thinking about it. However, when he thought of himself constantly implying in his dream that he was the emperor, he was the Son of Man, he was a real dragon, and he was protected by the gods, he felt Nonsensical, aren't you an atheist?How did it come to such a juncture that gods and superstitions are all used?Perhaps I should have shouted at that time: I represent the moon to destroy you.

When Yang Reform thought of this nonsensical scene, he laughed again. All kinds of TV, anime, and games he had watched since he was a child came to his mind, such as Saint Seiya, Doraemon, Interstellar, Diablo, Sheriff Black Cat, Journey to the West, they all went through in their minds.In the dream that I just experienced, when I was hit by these things, the chilling feeling quickly faded away.

After Wang Chengen finished lighting the room, he realized that the corner of the emperor's mouth was smiling, unlike someone who had just had a nightmare. This... Wang Chengen didn't understand.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Wang Chengen asked attentively.

Yang Reform recalled his familiar TV, animation, and games. The warm feeling in his heart had already occupied his whole body, and he dispelled the chill just now, and said with a smile: "It's okay! I just made a It's just a nightmare, now I'm healed. Hehe, what time is it now?"

"Return to Your Majesty, half an hour has passed since Maoshi, and it will be dawn soon." Wang Chengen said.

"Oh, it's almost dawn! Forget it, I won't sleep today, I'll get up early to watch the sunrise..." Yang Reform said.After Yang Reform became the emperor, the work and rest time has also been changed. It is different from the previous emperor's work and rest time. Now he only works after dawn, which is quite like a nine-to-five. something new.

Watching the sunrise?Wang Chengen didn't understand the emperor's mind, why did he like to watch the sunrise?

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Zhenjiang Fort.

There has been a fishy white in the east, and the sky is about to brighten.

Shouts and explosions resounded all night, and finally, before dawn, they gradually quieted down.

The gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated.

On the city wall, there was a lot of busyness everywhere. Some of them found out that they were injured after the battle. Only then did they feel the pain and began to cry out about the pain. They were quickly carried away by their comrades; some kept throwing hooks, They began to pull the corpses outside the city, and some people began to cut off their heads professionally. The blood flowed all over the place, mixing with the dark blood from before, making the city walls of Zhenjiang Fort even more bloody.

Some soldiers leaned against the city plate quietly, with peaceful eyes, held muskets, and breathed the morning sun quietly.

Despite the fierce battle all night, Mao Da was still full of energy, running up and down the city wall, flipping the hooked corpse from time to time, and swearing a few words from time to time.

Zhang Heng was tired all night, and now he had time to rest. He sat on the bottom of the city wall and watched the soldiers beheading and catching corpses. When the water flowed to his feet, Zhang Heng moved his feet and continued to rest.

If it wasn't for the increasing amount of blood, Zhang Heng would have rested for a while. Seeing that the blood flowed to the place where he was sitting, Zhang Heng struggled and started to get busy again.

The sky gradually became brighter, and the scene outside the city was already very clear.

The soil had been plowed many times by countless hand grenades and had become loose.Corpses all over the place, stumped limbs and broken arms, were everywhere. On the city wall, there were some dried corpses hanging from Zhenjiang Fort, rippling in the morning breeze, making the scene even more tragic and mysterious.

"Father, my son turned over a lot of corpses, and found that like yesterday, most of them were Koreans, and there were very few real Tartars..." Mao Da talked about the situation he encountered.

"That's right! Commander-in-Chief, the boy's side is the same. Most of the corpses brought up this time are Korean corpses. There are also many women and children. They are not Tartars at all..." Another general followed suit.

Mao Wenlong was thoughtful.Zhang Heng said at the beginning that the Tartars were coercing the North Koreans to attack the city, which was consuming the grenades in Zhenjiang Fort. The actual situation was just as Zhang Heng expected. Especially at night, you can't tell what's going on under the city.

"Staff Zhang, what is the consumption of grenades now?" Mao Enlong asked.

"Back to Commander, we consumed more than 6000 grenades yesterday, and nearly [-] grenades today. If this continues, our grenades will be exhausted in at most two or three days..." Zhang Heng grasped these figures, and when he heard Mao Wenlong's question, he immediately replied.

"Oh!" Mao Wenlong frowned and let out a cry.The generals and entourages around him also looked dignified. Although the surroundings were constantly beheading scenes, they couldn't attract the attention of these people at all, and they didn't get the joy of harvesting at all.

"How's our result these two days?" Mao Wenlong asked again.

"Back to Commander, there were about 3000 people yesterday, and they haven't come out yet today. I guess there are four or five thousand. As the two generals said, most of them are Koreans, and many of them are women and children. The real Tartars are very Less..." Zhang Heng said simply.

"That is to say, the Tatars used all the captured North Koreans, regardless of gender, age or age, to fill our trap?" Mao Wenlong asked.

"Probably yes!" Zhang Heng replied calmly.

"The Tartars are so ruthless! You can do this kind of thing that destroys conscience... I'm afraid the captured North Koreans didn't spend the night..." Mao Wenlong sighed, and stretched out his head to look For the dead bodies outside the city, the North Koreans crossed the river under their noses, and most of them became corpses before dawn the next day. It can only be said that the Tartars did a great job, that is, they did not consume His own food and grass can also consume his Zhenjiang Fort's grenades. People who make such calculations are really ruthless.

"Father commander, should we send a message and ask Lei Qin to send them to charge upwards? If not, it is really dangerous to let the Tartars drive the North Koreans across the river like this... The consumption of our Zhenjiang Fort is too fast. ..." Mao Da said aside.

"Rush now? It's useless. The Tartars don't need to cross the river downstream, but they can cross the river upstream, but it's just two more days of walking, and the upstream warships can't even go up..." Mao Wenlong stretched out his head and looked down, He rejected Mao Da's proposal without looking back.

"...The Tartars use the lives of the Koreans to fill the pit without any scruples. Huang Taiji is probably at the end of his rope. Otherwise, he would not have done this. The king of North Korea will definitely feel sorry for the Tartars when he finds out about this. If Huang Taiji didn't take down our Zhenjiang Fort this time, I'm afraid North Korea will return to our Ming Dynasty immediately, and it's not all a bad thing..." Zhang Heng suddenly thought of something and said.

After hearing this, Mao Wenlong looked at Zhang Heng, noncommittal, and said to himself: "That guy?"

Zhang Heng didn't quite understand. He didn't know if Mao Wenlong's "that guy" was referring to Huang Taiji or someone else?

"Commander Zhang is right. The battle between us and the Tartars will be decided in a few days. Everyone, please pay more attention and be careful, you know?" Mao Wenlong said again.

"The last general takes orders!" Everyone replied unanimously. This is no longer an order from their own commander. The next thing is to risk your life.

Everyone walked around the city wall, Zhang Heng always felt that there was something in Mao Wenlong's "that guy" just now, thinking about it, he might have said something wrong, followed Mao Wenlong around the city wall, and forgot this note in his heart up.

"Marshal, there are still some treasures in the lower office, don't you?" Zhang Heng took a chance and whispered to Mao Wenlong.

"Oh, those things? Don't take them out for now. It's still early. The Tartars want to attack the city. They won't attack the city easily unless we use up all our grenades. Don't take out those things unless it is absolutely necessary. ...By the way, I took a look. The place where the most Tartars come is obviously the west section of the city wall. This side can allow Ermao and the others to guard at night. Ermao's team can throw it accurately, which can save a lot It doesn't matter if the grenade can be seen during the day..." Mao Wenlong vetoed Zhang Heng's proposal, and set up a battle plan instead.

"The next official takes orders..." Zhang Heng did not continue to talk about that matter, but bowed his head in agreement.

The soldiers on the city wall were getting tired of fishing for corpses and cutting off heads. They were far less motivated than before. Many of them were doing it casually, and some, simply, did not participate in the cutting of heads, but concentrated on relying on The walls doze, or rest.

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Huang Taiji led a group of people and watched the situation of Zhenjiang Fort from afar.

"Hehehe, Zhenjiang Fort has such a big family business!" Huang Taiji laughed happily as he looked at the dead bodies in Zhenjiang Fort.

"Hehehe, that's it, Big Khan. According to our method, Zhenjiang Fort will take three to five days, and even the largest family property will be exhausted! By then, there will be no grenades, and it will not be our meal..." A little Baylor next to him flattered.

"Hehehe..." Huang Taiji smiled smugly again. Judging from the situation in the past two days, this method is surprisingly good. Zhenjiang Fort consumes grenades quite quickly.

"Xiandou, tell me, in the past two days, how many grenades have been consumed in Zhenjiang Fort?" Huang Taiji asked happily.

"In the case of Hui Dahan, if there is no mistake, there should be tens of thousands of grenades today, and there should be five or six thousand grenades yesterday. That is to say, we have consumed [-] grenades in Zhenjiang Fort in two days... ..." Fan Wencheng quickly replied.

"Okay! Xiandou, this move is indeed a strange move. If this continues, within three to five days, the Zhenjiang Fort can be destroyed..." Huang Taiji was very happy and said very satisfied.

"……Yes……"

Fan Wencheng lowered his head and replied softly. Although this move was a strange move, it was undoubtedly a very sinister move. He used the lives of North Koreans to fill the hole, and he was arrested in just two days. All the [-] North Koreans rushed to die. According to the rules of their career as a counselor, doing such a thing is against the will of God and will damage the longevity. Although Fan Wencheng has some scruples, but in order to achieve the goal, this It's nothing to worry about.As for the attitude and reaction of the North Korean leader to this matter, it was not in Fan Wencheng's consideration, nor was it in Da Jin's consideration. The North Korean leader is just a soft-footed shrimp, let alone killed some Even if the North Koreans emptied his capital, he would not dare to fart.

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Yalu River Estuary.

"Peter, why isn't it raining yet?" Shang Ke could not stop nagging.

Peter looked helpless, he didn't know what to say to Shang Kexi, he could only be helpless.

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"Peter, will it rain tomorrow?" It was Shang Ke's nagging again.

Lei Dayong also had to pretend not to hear.

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"Peter, didn't you say that there will be news in the next two days? Why hasn't it rained today..." Shang Kexi asked.

Peter didn't know what to say anymore. If he could guarantee rain, then he would be God. Would he still worry about defeating the enemy?

I am not God, I am not God, I am not God, Peter kept saying in his heart, and it was a welcome response.

(End of this chapter)