In the end, only Old Mike was left.

Old Mack, the last revolutionary who had not yet made his stand, stood there alone, tears welling up in his eyes.

Hideki Honda's dragonfly cut slowly pointed at his throat, but a large hand was on his wrist, and Hideki Honda looked back and saw that it was Tokugawa Nobunari.

"The last one, leave it to me. Tokugawa Nobunari smiled gently at Hideki Honda, he stretched out his hand to his side, and Chikumaru, who seemed to be with him at all times, handed him the sword he was holding in his arms.

This treasure sword is also a national treasure of Toei, called [Daiden Taikoshi], and it is a famous sword that is listed as one of the five swords of Toei in the world along with the Onimaru Kunitsuna given to Yagyu Musashi by Tokugawa Nobunari.

It was originally a family heirloom of the Ashikaga family, a shogun family during the Muromachi Shogunate period in the island country, and after the fall of the Muromachi Shogunate, this sword was owned by Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who unified the whole country, and later fell into the hands of the Tokugawa family. It can be said that this canon is the sword of the people of the world, so Tokugawa Nobunari has always kept it for his own use.

The reason why Chikumaru brought this ceremony to the world today is that Tokugawa Nobunari wants to hold this sword and step on the throne of the world.

Slowly pulling out the Great Ceremony, Tokugawa Nobunari walked in front of Old Mike. With a victor's smile on his lips, Tokugawa Nobunari said elegantly: "In a year's time, the history of the Toei Empire will officially begin to be compiled, whether it is a library, a bookstore, or a student's history textbook, there will be a glorious page of our overthrow of the oppression of the decaying Eternal Empire this time." And you, Old Mike, will be named in the name of the main martyr, and this is your glory. The Dongying Empire will treat your family well, and perhaps in a hundred years, they will also become the new nobles. Are you satisfied with this result?"

"Satisfied?" Old Michael was already trembling with fear, but when it was his turn to die, he calmed down. His complicated gaze stared at Tokugawa Nobunari, whom he once regarded as a loyal comrade-in-arms: "Why? Old man, we used to be comrades-in-arms who fought side by side." And in the end, it will still be you who will be the emperor, why would you betray us......"

Tokugawa Nobunari's face showed a look of indifference and disdain: "Stupid! Don't you understand until now? What qualifications do you lowly people have to call me brothers and sisters, and what qualifications do you have to share the glory with me?"

"Despicable fart...... Old Mike's eyes widened, and his faith collapsed at this moment. It turned out that he had always thought that his efforts had borne fruit, and even the nobles were willing to accept his idea of equality of all beings. But now he realized that this was nothing more than exploitation and deception.

The blow was so strong for Old Mac that he didn't even feel the pain when his chest was penetrated by the Great Canon.

Old Mike stood there in a daze, as if he didn't notice the blood gurgling in his chest.

As Tokugawa Nobunari pulled out the dayita, Old Mike's body shook a few times, and finally fell down heavily. Although it has been out of breath. But his eyes were still wide open, as if he wanted to see all the darkness and ugliness of this world clearly.

The Imperial Ministers stood there trembling, shocked by the cold-bloodedness and domineering ambition of Tokugawa Nobunari. But his heart was somewhat settled, because judging from Tokugawa Nobunari's performance just now, Tokugawa Nobunari should still have to maintain the existing class system, so if they surrendered, they would have a great chance of surviving.

But there is a strong resistance in their hearts. The vast majority of them are Caucasian, and the Eternal Empire can also be said to be a Caucasian regime. But if Tokugawa Nobunari succeeds, it will become a yellow regime. This kind of estrangement between races. Even more so than between classes. ...,

Tokugawa Nobunari watched Old Mike fall coldly, and couldn't help but show a hideous smile on his face.

Those who opposed him were all dead, and although the 30,000 guards were still pestering with the 100,000 lawless rebels outside the palace, at least he had the absolute initiative in the palace now.

Although he had already paid a great price for doing this, his most elite 3,000 samurai regiments and 800 ninja battalions were lost in the fierce battle with the 3,000 Praetorian Guards and 300 royal monks guarding the palace. There are now only more than 200 people left in the 3,000 samurai regiment, and only a few dozen people left in the 800 ninja battalion.

But it didn't matter, because the Praetorian Guard and the royal monks were dead, and the armed force of less than three hundred men was enough to dominate the huge palace.

He only needs to wait for Yagyu Musashi to capture Taylor the Great now. Then force Taylor the Great to order a truce for the Guards, and then cede the throne to him with the TV media live, and the empire is within reach.

Although Tokugawa Nobunari has no armed forces in his hands now, it doesn't matter, all the nobles of the Toei clan have private soldiers, and they all support him Tokugawa Nobunari. This time it's in the fire. As long as he gets the emperor's concession and gets the righteous name, and then settles down the nobles of other powerful nations, it should not take too long to complete the transition of imperial power.

Of course, all this presupposes that the Guards enter the palace. After all, the 100,000 rebels were just ordinary people, and no matter how much they tried to stop the 30,000 guards, as long as the guards found out how critical the situation was and went on a killing spree, the 100,000 rebels would not be able to stop them for long.

According to the reports of his subordinates, more than a dozen of the 3,000 Praetorian Guards have fled the battlefield, and perhaps now the Guards have received news that they are heading for the palace......

Tokugawa Nobunari clenched the Daidenita in his hand, everything is ready and only the east wind is owed, Yanagi Musashi, you must not let me down......

"Who?" suddenly a ninja asked.

Everyone's attention was immediately focused on the ninja, and then they all followed his gaze in a certain direction - it was a small hidden door, if you didn't look closely, you would have thought it was a door in a mural on the wall, but in fact it was a real and fake entrance.

The first to walk out was a tall figure wearing an imperial robe and a crown.

"It's Taylor!" Tokugawa Nobunari was overjoyed, and sure enough, Yagyu Musashi did not disappoint him, and it was not too early but not too late at this time.

But when this figure was fully presented in front of everyone, the ninjas were fine, but Tokugawa Nobunari and the court ministers were stunned.

This person's body shape and appearance are similar to Taylor the Great, but if you look closely, there are many flaws.

Taylor the Great was Caucasian with a large skeleton and was also strong. Although this person is not small, the skeleton is not small. But not strong. Taylor is a big hooked nose, and this guy also has a big nose but is not hooked. Taylor's eye sockets are sunken, and the contours of his facial features are like knife cuts, and this man is ...... All right. To be honest, it's not even the same race, this person is a yellow race at all!

"Who is this person, and why is he wearing an imperial robe and crown?" The people, including Tokugawa Nobunari, were full of shock and doubt, but almost everyone had a thought in their hearts that they had never dared to think of before - the Taylor the Great, who presided over the government, was a fake and had been dropped!

Sure enough, it was the real Taylor the Great who came out after the fake Taylor the Great. Although he was erect and haggard. But the facial features are not out of shape, and more importantly, the tiger is not overwhelmed. Even if he was so down, wearing ordinary clothes, he could still recognize that this was the Taylor the Great who worked hard in the past...,

At this moment, Tokugawa Nobunari and all the ministers, even those who had defected to the Freedom Alliance, understood. Why did Taylor the Great work hard in the first half of his life, but he was mediocre and easy to kill in the second half of his life.

It turns out that it's not the same person who is in charge of the government at all!

"Your Majesty......" The ministers of the court knelt on the ground one after another, and all the resentment in their hearts seemed to be unraveled at this moment. The once wise emperor also filled their hearts with hope for the strength of the empire. And now, their king, has finally returned.

The horizontal flesh on Tokugawa Nobunari's face twitched. He had a vague feeling as if things were out of his control.

Tang Jue stood in the middle of the true and false Taylor the Great, his body was not tall, but this moment everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Tokugawa Nobunari's eyes flashed with a complicated look: "Tang Jue, hello, my friend. I really didn't expect you to successfully bring him to me, and it's still ...... Buy one, get one free. ”

"Do you imagine that the person who brought Emperor Taylor is the owner of this sword?" Tang Jue looked at him coldly, and raised his left hand, holding in his hand the Treasure Sword Onimaru Kunitsuna that every Dongying samurai was crazy about.

"I'm afraid you're alone. That's why you've sent our outstanding samurai, Yagyu Musashi, to assist you. But it looks like he's already sacrificed, isn't it......" Tokugawa Nobunari said unashamedly, and at the same time a trace of sadness appeared on his face, it didn't matter if Yanagi Musashi was dead or alive. As a man who wants to be an emperor, he doesn't care about the death of his subordinates at all. But he always had to make a sad appearance. to make the people under him grateful.

Tang Jue glanced at him deeply, and suddenly smiled faintly: "He died in the hands of Taylor." Saying that, Tang Jue glanced at the fake Taylor on his left, that is, the meditation Arhat.

The meditation arhat has been sealed by Tang Jue's true qi, although he can still move his hands and feet, but he is no different from ordinary people, at most it is the level of an ordinary guard.

He understood what Tang Jue meant, and took off the imperial robe again, revealing the monk's robe inside. Then he took off the crown from his head and ripped off his wig, revealing his bald head.

"Hiss......" The ministers gasped, although they already had conjectures in their hearts, they were still shocked when they saw the truth.

It turned out that the fake Taylor was really the Buddhism Xiaoleiyin Temple. They are all scheming guys, and the conjectures in their hearts are basically the same as the truth.

What shocked them was the ambition of Buddhism, and those bald donkeys who were full of compassion would have the evil intention of swallowing the world. And he really did it, and in comparison, Tokugawa Nobunari's methods were much inferior.

"I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......" After Tokugawa Nobunari's face changed, he slapped calmly: "I didn't expect that Buddhism has already stolen beams and changed pillars, it's ridiculous that the whole world is in the dark, Buddhism is really calculating!"

Tang Jue's gaze fell fixedly on Old Mike's corpse, and he shook his head slightly.

Although they didn't see it with their own eyes, the corpse was also able to "speak". Tang Jue had already seen the answer from the corpses of the backbone of the Freedom Alliance.

Tokugawa Nobunari's eyes flashed, and his face showed a sad expression: "Mike, they have all sacrificed their lives for the country, alas...... Three years ago, Brother Mack and I discussed what freedom was. At that time, I said that freedom means five billion compatriots, everyone has a job, everyone has a house, and everyone has food. Three years have passed, and my like-minded people have died one after another, and at this time I have finally stood in the Apollo Hall on the blood stains of the corpses of my enemies and comrades. Now when I talk about what freedom is, I would say that if you want to be happy in the new world, you have to go through the pain of subverting the old world, and this pain is called freedom. Brother Mack, they all died for freedom, and they died as they deserved. ”...,

"But they all died by your sword. Tang Jue sneered: "The ring knife of the royal monk soldier, the knife is heavy and has no edge, and after slashing someone, it will hurt the muscles and bones and the appearance is not hindered. The sword of the Praetorian Guard, the sword is sharp, but the emphasis is on the stab, the lethality is small, as long as the wound is avoided, it is just a number of transparent holes on the body. Do you want to know what your knife wound looks like?"

Tokugawa Nobunari was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said, "What's the matter?"

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he didn't have time to react, and suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Tokugawa Nobunari looked down in shock and fear, only to see that the Onimaru Kunitsuna he had given to Yagyu Musashi had been deeply inserted into his chest.

"Hmm......" Tokugawa Nobunari hurriedly tried to stop Onimaru Kunitsuna with both hands, but it was too late at all, and he only grabbed the blade of Onimaru Kunisuna, and his hands were cut bloodied by the sharp blade.

"That's it. Tang Jue said.

He just threw out the Onimaru Kunisuna in his hand with the technique of "throwing away the arrow", with his current cultivation, not to mention that it is only more than ten meters away, even if it is a hundred meters away, no one can stop Tang Jue from taking the life of Tokugawa Nobunari.

Tokugawa Nobunari staggered and fell backwards, and was hurriedly hugged by Chiju Maru, who often served by his side, seeing Tokugawa Nobunari's blood splashed five steps, Chikumaru turned pale with fright, and pointed at Tang Jue hysterically with a sharp throat and shouted: "Kill him! Kill him!"

"Whoosh-"

The ninjas had already preemptively unleashed the first wave of attacks, and they had already recovered some of their shuriken just after cleaning up the battlefield. At this time, forty or fifty ninjas shot out shurikens from all angles, and these shurikens were intertwined and rained down on Tang Jue. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )