Chapter 115: Decay

Hundreds of border troops, and they were the elite border troops of the southern and northern wars before Sarhu, which could sweep almost any medium-sized tribe except the Jurchens in this era.

Kyoto, Imperial Palace Ouchi, a man sits leisurely.

"Your Highness, that step is a hero, a hero who fought for the country."

An old man in an official uniform spoke slowly, sounding as if he was praising Bu Zheng, but the next sentence was stunned, "If that person over there kills such a person, it can just be an excuse for us to rein in the military." ”

This old man's official uniform is definitely worn by the top civil officials of the Ming Dynasty, and the so-called Royal Highness in front of him must also be the prince of the Ming Dynasty, and he is definitely the prince of absolute power, and the one in his mouth at this time is obviously also such a prince.

Bu Zheng unknowingly has fallen into the biggest thing in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, the battle of the country.

This is probably unexpected, but if Buzheng knows about this, he will probably only be happy, not afraid, and it is obvious that being involved in such a thing is more likely to become a tragic hero.

And more importantly, there is no such thing as good or evil in such a fight, and no matter which side wins, many inhumane means will be used.

Originally, if the winner could sit on the throne and use the identity of the emperor to wash the ground for a long time, even if Li Shimin seized the throne like this, he could wash his name, but the emperor after Wanli of the Ming Dynasty only served on the throne for a month.

The Attack Case, the Palace Removal Case, the Red Pill Case............

In all dynasties, even the eunuchs in the late Tang Dynasty were able to influence the choice of the emperor, but it was not absurd to this extent, at least, those eunuchs could simply do it themselves, instead of secretly getting a few crazy people into the palace.

On the hillside, Bu Zheng's body stood up slightly, and suddenly, a surging force rose in the heart position, and a huge seal began to emerge quickly, and a virtual figure invisible to the naked eye appeared in front of Bu Zheng's palm, and at the same time, the phantom of Bu Zheng's other hand and a long sword also began to condense.

"Kill ......"

Angry roar, there are still about two hundred paces away, and those border troops have begun to draw their bows and arrows, these are indeed absolute elites, even if they are in the middle of a charge, they can shoot their bows.

However, as soon as they drew their longbows and put their arrows on them, before they could shoot, they suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, and then the whole world began to twist, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Don't care about those soldiers who have lost their combat effectiveness, they are just carrying out the orders from above, everyone, kill the scribe, that is Fan Yongdou, the direct heir of the leading family of the traitorous Jin merchants."

The roar of the foot fight sounded, shouting to stop the Jinyi guard who wanted to slash and kill, not really because of kindness, but because of prestige.

This kind of seemingly pedantic benevolence is what even non-pedantic heroes will do, just like when Dingjun Yamashita stopped the practice of Nishang, not only that, but Buzheng will do it more thoroughly after returning to Kyoto.

The more just and benevolent, the more iron-clad, the fewer things will be when they rebel in the future, and the more followers will be.

The Ming Dynasty is not weak, especially now it is still the forty-third year of Wanli, and the step struggle will never drag on until Chongzhen has been more than ten years to completely complete the task of destroying the two countries, and it will cost people lives in thirty or forty years before and after.

It's really terrible.,Other players probably only think that the time of the dungeon world will not affect reality.,But Bu Zheng clearly knows,This time will have an impact on reality later.,And the time used before the dungeon will be settled at that time.,At that time, if the energy points are not enough.,This game will let you know what mercy is.。

More than 20 people rushed quickly past the border troops who fell to the ground and fell, and behind, Fan Yongdou, who had been watching the play, was dumbfounded at this time, and when he saw Bu Zheng and others riding horses, he immediately climbed on a war horse in embarrassment and wanted to escape.

However, Fan Yongdou has only studied for a few days, and has followed his father in business for a few years.

"Spare your life, spare your life, you can't kill me, I'm a blessed ............"

After climbing on the horse, he knew that he couldn't escape, this traitor, who was extremely famous in later generations, rolled off the horse again, and fell directly to the ground and begged, this traitor may be scheming in the future, but at this time after all, he is just a teenager, but he subconsciously wants to use the people behind him to deter Bu Zheng and others.

Jin Yiwei, who was following Bu Zheng, subconsciously slowed down his horse's speed, and Bu Zheng had said that he wanted to lead out the people behind Jin Shang, but at this time, Fan Yongdou said it directly, but it made them subconsciously want to hear it.

However, Bu Zheng's face seemed to change slightly when Fan Yongdou spoke, and this change was even directly reflected on his body, and the people around him who were keen to observe could see Bu Zheng's body trembling violently, and then, Bu Zheng rode his horse quickly in front of Fan Yongdou, and suddenly trampled towards Fan Yongdou.

"Ah............h

A terrible scream sounded, and Fan Yongdou was kneeling there, just putting his head and back flat so that the war horse could trample on it.

Almost the first time he trampled on Fan Yongdou, he lost the possibility of speaking, and his neck was directly crushed by the horse's hooves.

"Li Zirui, Zhang Luchu, Zhaoting Road............ Take off your flying fish suits, throw away the embroidered spring knives, and then immediately go back to pick up your family and go to Annam with the money you have received before. ”

After riding a horse and trampling Fan Yongdou to death, Bu Zheng's face did not change in the slightest, he turned his head and looked at the two dozen subordinates with a blank face and said coldly.

"My lord, what the hell is going on?"

Many brocade guards looked at Bu Zheng suspiciously, and a few of them seemed to think of something, and their faces slowly began to look difficult.

"It's a blessing ......"

"Shut up, get out of here, don't you want to go to Kyoto to get the reward, I tell you, even if you go to Kyoto, you won't be promoted, and you won't be able to get more silver than you got before, so get me out."

One of the brocade guards seemed to want to say something, but before he could say anything, Bu Zheng had already yelled angrily.

"My lord, you are insulting us, have we been greedy for life and afraid of death for more than ten years following you to Annan, even if this time it is dangerous, but this is also really saving Daming, are you allowed to be a hero alone, and we all have to be bears."

The same angry voice sounded in the crowd, and a brocade-clothed guard fiercely pulled out an embroidered spring knife and crossed it around his neck, "My lord, I know who Fan Yongdou wanted to talk about just now, it is King Fu, and His Majesty wants to establish King Fu as the crown prince, but this is not a reason for us to retreat." ”

The voice of grief and indignation, followed by the sound of a knife drawn, these brocade guards have been in Annan for more than ten years, in the setting of the game, they and Bu Zheng are subordinate relations, but rather brothers, so, the reaction at this moment is also ordinary.

Just looking at these twenty or so men, Bu Zheng's head was slightly raised, his previous words were naturally a joke, he couldn't let go of these twenty men, but now, he did have a little guilt, perhaps, he should really let these men go.