The Japanese slaves roared wildly and came to fight.

They didn't care at all about the thousands of crimson giant swords with their hilts, and in the eyes of this group of already fanatical Japanese warriors, since they had received the Divine Scroll, they were invincible.

These thousands of crimson giant swords are obviously a trick to make people go, they are nothing, as long as they hit with all their strength, they will definitely win the battle.

Hosokawa Manyuan took the lead in charging at the forefront, and he also saw the thousands of crimson giant swords volleying in the air behind Zhu Xiongying, and sneered in his heart, not caring at all.

"I have long heard that the people of the Ming Dynasty are good at tricks, and I can see it today, and sure enough."

"It's all for Yu to listen to, whoever takes the head of this person, Yu will give him a fief!"

This reward was shouted, and the Japanese slaves were even more fanatical.

In the realm of the Wa Kingdom, especially before the Warring States period, social classes were extremely solidified.

The clan identity is fixed from the moment of birth, what is the origin, no accidents, basically there will not be much change in this life, unless you become a samurai, make meritorious contributions on the battlefield, and get a daimyo, you will naturally become a nobleman.

After all, in this Wa country, ordinary Wa slaves don't even deserve to have a surname.

Zhu Xiongying looked indifferently at the samurai regiment that rushed to kill.

"Broken."

A cold word resounded in the desert of this battlefield, and in an instant, it fell into the ears of every Japanese slave warrior.

However, before these Japanese slaves could react to what the meaning of this word meant, thousands of crimson swords had already arrived, bursting through the void and bursting with sounds.

Call~!

The sword aura was strong, like a whirlwind sweeping across the battlefield.

Just an instant later, in the middle of this Japanese slave warrior group, an empty area spanning a hundred meters was cleared, thousands of Japanese slave warriors lay in pools of blood, countless people had broken hands and feet, and their bloody heads were dripping and rolling on the ground.

The wails of the Japanese warriors resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant.

It all happened so suddenly that many of the Uno warriors didn't react before it was over.

As the commander of the samurai regiment, Hosokawa Mitsumoto was stunned, he grabbed the reins under the horse, and looked at the scene of the blood flowing around him with a confused expression.

However, at this moment, except for him, there was no one in the area within a radius of 100 meters who could stand, and all of them were lying in pools of blood.

In an instant, the battlefield has turned into a purgatory on earth.

Sweeping over the current battlefield situation, Hosokawa Mitsumoto has a sense of unreality in a dream.

"Why is this happening..."

He couldn't believe that he and his samurai clan had been blessed by the Mother Goddess, and they should be invincible.

Hosokawa Mitsumoto subconsciously looked at his younger brother Hosokawa Mitsutoshi, the guardian of the Tuzuo Kingdom appointed by him, at this time, his head was already rolling to the ground, and his headless body was still twitching on the ground for a while, shocking.

This scene frightened Hosokawa Manyuan into a stumbling sound, and he fell directly off the horse and fell in a pool of blood, and the whole person was extremely embarrassed.

And those samurai who charged on both sides were also stunned at this time, their fanaticism, watered by the blood of these thousands of Japanese samurai, gradually calmed down, and an extreme sense of fear hit their hearts.

Even if they have the spirit of bushido, in the face of such an irresistible divine power, they can't afford to resist at all, and when they look at the arrogant figure in the distance, they are all trembling with fear and trembling.

"から解退 (退)!"

Hosokawa Manmoto almost subconsciously withdrew his troops.

However, in the next moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

The brocade clothes are jade, the black hair is leaning against the wind, and the delicate face is like a jade wither, so handsome that it is suffocating.

In Hosokawa Manyuan's eyes, there were a pair of deep eyes that were as bright as stars and vast as a sea of smoke, and after only looking at each other for a moment, Hosokawa Manyuan was stunned and unconscious.

"Yin Xiannami."

"Pray."

Zhu Xiongying recalled part of Hosokawa Manyuan's memory, which is also the reason why he deliberately left Hosokawa Manyuan's life, mainly to find out why this group of Japanese slave warriors was able to get the power from 'Watian'.

After all, he had never encountered such a thing in Daming, and the only time was when the thief God forcibly sent down his divine power to Zhu Laosi, and he was also attacked by the rules.

I see. ’

Zhu Xiongying probably understood what kind of logic this was.

Mortals pray, and heaven blesses.

This is compliance with the rules.

If there is no prayer, the Uten will bless these samurai without authorization, and they will also be punished by the rules.

As for which god to pray for, in fact, it is the same, whether it is Yin Sha Naqi or Yin Sha Nami, or some other Amaterasu god and the like, in fact, they are all 'Waten', one is divided into multiple roles, and a set of Wa Kingdom mythological system is created.

It's a shame not to be a screenwriter.

From this point of view, Zhu Di is obviously at a loss.

After all, Zhu Laosi never worshiped God in the process of appeasement, and in the end, he couldn't even stand the thief, so he forcibly skipped the 'prayer' rule, and fought against the rules to give Zhu Laosi a wave.

In this way, atheists are also a loss.

Zhu Xiongying retracted his gaze and stopped exploring the memory of the little devil in front of him, and Hosokawa Manyuan recovered in a moment, and fear filled his eyes.

However, before he could open his mouth, a strong wind swept by, directly cutting his neck.

Hosokawa Mitsumoto's eyes widened, and he desperately clutched his neck, trying to push back the hot blood gushing out, but it was useless to hold it.

With a 'plop', he fell to the ground, and his qi was completely cut off.

Looking at Zhu Xiongying again, he has already left the battlefield.

And in an instant, the city gate was opened, and the Ming army, which had long been ready for harvesting, rushed out and rushed towards the Japanese warriors who were already stunned in place.

Even if it was a head-on fight, these Japanese slave warriors could not be the opponent of the Ming army, not to mention that the Japanese slave warriors at this moment were trembling in their hearts and galls, and it was completely a massacre without suspense.

On the city wall, the deputy marshal standing beside Ping An was completely stunned when he watched the situation on the battlefield change.

Can you still fight like this?!

Before this expedition, he had been commanding the envoy as a deputy envoy in Huguang Chengxuandu, and because of his friendship with Ping'an, he returned to Beijing to serve as Ping'an's deputy marshal.

This was the first time he had seen His Majesty the Emperor show his might, and he finally understood the meaning of Ping'an's words just now, and finally understood the reason why the rebellion in the north could be quelled so quickly.

"An Shuai, Your Majesty has such might, so why do we need to fight."

The lieutenant smiled, his face full of lightness.

Ping An glanced at the pair of hands beside him, and said, 'You think so beautifully'.

"Even if Your Majesty has divine power, it is also Your Majesty's divine power, is it possible to let Your Majesty appear again and again? Your Majesty is such a ninety-five, how can he act at will? Then what do you need generals like you and me to lead troops? ”

The deputy was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, it was indeed the case.

"In accordance with Your Majesty's holy decree, after this conquest, there cannot be even a single Japanese slave warrior left in the country, and I will kill them all."

Ping'an's voice was cold, full of murderous intent.

"Yes."

Then the two hurriedly went down to the city tower and went directly to the battlefield with knives to cut people.

………………

Emperor Ming Dynasty, Ying Tianfu.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the moonlight is melodious.

Singing and dancing, brightly lit.

On the sixteenth floor of Jinling, there is an endless stream of seafood customers, and the women who sell seafood are even more showy, eager to perform a fountain in public, so as to attract guests.

After all, the sixteenth floor is stacked, everyone's business is the same, and the customers are just so customers, and the competition is naturally very fierce.

For both sides of the river, there is a forbidden army with three steps and a post, and a sentry at five steps.

These seafood trades are already used to it, but when passing through the bridges on the banks of the Qinhuai River, no matter whether there are people on the high platform or not, they will respectfully kneel down and salute the high platform, and then go to taste the seafood.

In this way, it has become a subtle rule.

Call~!

Zhao Liu, who was about to spend months hoarding monthly stipends, and spending a lot of money to taste the best seafood, had just walked to the door of the Drunken Immortal Building, when he suddenly felt a powerful impulse coming, and in an instant he couldn't even stand on his feet.

Suddenly, a strong wind howled.

The screams on the river surface were everywhere, plopping and plopping, and many flat boats swaying on the Qinhuai River capsized under this strong wind, and in just a few breaths, hundreds of people fell into the water, and the cries for help rose and fell.

The forbidden army on the riverside also swayed, all bowed to resist the strong wind.

"Help me, save me...!"

There was a cry for help.

I saw a lot of singers dancing on the empty platform, and this time they really danced, dancing in the wind.

The people were in a state of confusion, terrified by the sudden wind.

Then it was even more amazing, the wind was like a knife, which could be seen on all kinds of buildings, but whenever the wind blew, there were wind marks cut out, which looked shocking.

At this moment, on the high platform.

Zhu Xiongying's figure slowly appeared.

He was originally maintaining the soul-attracting lamp in the Qianqing Palace, and suddenly felt the fluctuation of the calamity.

Just casually, those singers who were blown up by the wind and danced in the air were all in stable shape, and were sent back to the platform, and when they saw His Majesty the Emperor appearing on the high platform, they hurriedly knelt down and bowed.

As for the gang of people in the water, Long Yingwei had already gone into the water to save people as soon as possible, so there was no need to take action.

Zhu Xiongying's gaze looked at the big ding in front of him.

At present, the Seven Turns of the Divine Yang Pill in the Ding already has the prototype of the pill, but there are still many pits on the surface.

"Wind Tribulation."

There was a hint of anger in Zhu Xiongying's eyes.

This thief wanted to take away Lao Zhu's life one second ago, and the next second he launched a wind robbery against the Seven Turns Shenyang Dan, which was clearly doing something.

It's just that Zhu Xiongying can't think of a good way yet.

What can I do to be able to hurt this 'heavenly steward'.

The thief can't mess with himself, but Zhu Xiongying can't mess with him either, which is very unhappy.

At present, there is only one way to make this 'heavenly steward' deflated, and that is to break the rules out of anger and be punished by the power of the rules.

And there is one point, which is also a wake-up call that Zhu Xiongying got from 'Wutian'.

At present, in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, are there unscrupulous people who pray to the sky, and then get the blessing of the thief God, and then obtain the power of ordinary people, and make chaos everywhere?

This kind of approach is hurtful, but it is obvious that this thief has begun to be a little unscrupulous after being hit by himself one after another.

In this matter, Zhu Xiongying is going to ask Long Yingwei to investigate it carefully, and it is better to calm down this catastrophe first.

hand, slightly raised.

In an instant, a ray of gold rose from Zhu Xiongying's palm.

"Golden Light Spell."

Suddenly, with Dading as the center, a golden light lit up, instantly enveloping the surrounding 100-meter range.

Bang bang bang...!

Wind blades slashed down on the golden light shield, causing a roar.

However, it can't cut the golden light in the slightest.

The wind is born of wood, and the gold is wood.

Familiar with the principle of the five elements of mutual restraint, this thief has no way to take the Seven Turns Divine Yang Pill at all, and the roar of rage resounded from the sky one after another.

In fact, this thief also knows that with Zhu Xiongying here, it is basically impossible for her to get rid of the Seven Turns Shenyang Pill within the normal rules, but she just holds her breath and feels unhappy without venting a wave.

After all, the thief originally wanted to kill Lao Zhu secretly, but he didn't expect to be discovered.

Zhu Xiongying did not leave the high platform.

The wind blew all night, and the golden light spell lasted all night.

The next day, the rooster crowed.

As dawn approached, the storm slowly dissipated.

The entire Qinhuai River has been destroyed by the wind knife, and there are ruins and broken walls everywhere.

Especially in the second half of the night, this thief saw that there was no way to break through the golden light shield, and he simply didn't attack the Seven Turns Divine Yang Pill, and almost all the wind blades slashed towards the riverside building, venting his anger.

"Passing on the decree to the Ministry of Works, assisting the people to repair houses, treat injuries and diseases, and the silver taels required are borne by the imperial court."

Leaving such a holy decree, Zhu Xiongying's figure is leaving.

The Forbidden City, the top of the Fengtian Temple.

A figure, standing alone.

Zhu Xiongying stood at the top of this hall, the wind swept up his robe, and he looked at the morning light that was about to break in the sky.

He could clearly feel that there was a heavenly opportunity, locked in the Forbidden City at all times, to be precise, locked in Lao Zhu in the warm pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

The soul-attracting lamp suspended above Lao Zhu, at the moment of dawn, will greatly weaken the power of soul gathering for a moment, and this heavenly opportunity is to take advantage of this moment to drain Lao Zhu's soul.

Once Lao Zhu's soul is sucked away by the thief, even if Zhu Xiongying refines the Seven Turns Divine Yang Pill, he will not be able to save Lao Zhu.

】

In the sky, the starry night has shallow clouds.

From a distance, it looks like a hideous face.

And Liu Rixin, who was busy in a corner of the Forbidden City, suddenly felt a chill in his back after checking the last eye, and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

He has dealt with the sky all his life, and he can feel a deep chill.

looked at His Majesty the Emperor at the top of the Fengtian Palace.

"Compete with the sky, the emperor of men."

Liu Rixin took a deep breath.

If he suspected that Zhu Xiongying could not win the sky in the past, but now, it is that man will win the sky.

In Liu Rixin's heart, His Majesty the Emperor was already an immortal saint emperor who was enough to Qi Tian and even win the sky.

………………

Meanwhile.

Wakuni Kyoto, Heiankyo.

The Muromachi shogunate is located, and the flower palace is located.

A delicate Japanese house surrounded by white cherry blossoms, there is a fake-sounding woman's voice in it.

The art of 'breathing' is a traditional skill in the island country.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu, who had just turned thirty-nine years old at the time, was at the age of great energy, and he never rested all night, and changed four prostitutes before and after, just not looking for problems from himself.

Each one does not last long, and the one who stays the longest is just a stick of incense, not including the preparation time, which shows that this first powerful figure in the Japanese country is a proper rapid fire.

"Father."

Outside the door, Ashikaga Yoshitomo knelt down and begged to see him, and the young man's face looked very flustered and worried, after all, he knew that his father was busy, and this would disturb him, and it might provoke his father's anger.

"What's the matter?"

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's voice came out, and he was obviously very unhappy with Ashikaga Yoshinori's disturbance during this time period.

Ever since he was kicked on the battlefield for no reason a few years ago, and he didn't have time to be treated, he found that his time had shrunk significantly.

At the peak of speed, there were only three strokes, which was a shame.

"Father, the daimyo from all over the country have sent letters to report the appearance of large shares of the Ming army in each country."

As soon as Ashikaga Yoshimitsu said this, the door was pushed open in an instant, and Ashikaga Yoshimitsu kicked the prostitute next to him, and came to his eldest son with a very serious expression.

"Speak carefully."

Although he only has an umbrella, he was able to unify the Northern and Southern Dynasties and become the most powerful man in the Wa Kingdom since the samurai came to power.

A large number of Ming troops suddenly appeared within the borders, and as the first person with real power, he did not receive the slightest news, and there must be many anomalies in this.

"Yes!"

Seeing Ashikaga Yoshimitsu like this, Ashikaga Yoshinori did not dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly reported the battle reports submitted by various realms one by one, and the frowns of Ashikaga Sanshi's brows became tighter and tighter.

He never imagined that overnight, the situation would be so grim.

In the eight realms of the country, there are even Ming troops appearing, and there are quite a few of them, according to the estimation of the battle reports handed by the daimyo of each realm, the number of this adds up to probably more than three million.

"A bunch of trash."

"There is not enough success, and there is more than failure."

Ashikaga listened to the battle report three times, gritted his teeth and scolded.

Judging from the intelligence, among the many Ming troops at present, the closest to Kyoto is in the Yamato country next door, and the old capital is Asuka Kyo.

This means that Heiankyo will be attacked at any time.

"Father, there are only 100,000 samurai in Kyoto at the moment, and it is difficult to resist, what should we do?"

Ashikaga Yoshimochi was very flustered, after all, this is more than 3 million Ming troops, even if one person steps on one foot, he can trample on Heiankyo to the ground.

"Panic what."

Ashikaga is not a contemporary hero, and after a moment of anger, he calmed down.

"The daimyo in various places are just for reinforcements, and they falsely reported the number of Ming troops, these guys, I know very well, according to my estimates, the Ming army has more than 300,000 is the limit."

I have to say that Ashikaga Sanxia does have a few brushes, which is worthy of being a hero, and he can see the real situation clearly in minutes.

"There are two things that you can do right away."

"One, find out how these Ming troops appeared in our territory."

"Second, immediately notify the daimyo of each country, do not attack without authorization, if the Ming army comes to attack, the small country will retreat, and the big country will defend it, there is no need to covet the land of one city and one country, and gather troops in Kyoto."

Hearing this, Ashikaga Yoshitoshi hurriedly got up, bowed and said yes, and quickly turned around and left.

I have to say that Ashikaga Yoshimitsu is arrogant, and three strokes are indeed a bit too fast, but this military mind is indeed first-class.

After he learned that the Ming army had appeared in the eight major regions, and that important sub-countries such as Musashi Province had been captured, he did not panic, but immediately ordered each country to protect the daimyo to preserve its strength, rather than being defeated by each one.

Then, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu took a deep breath.

He decided that the sudden appearance of the Ming army this time was an extremely strange thing, and it must not be understood by common sense.

After all, the Ming Dynasty and the Wa Kingdom are so far apart, and they are still separated by a vast ocean.

Even if there is a fast ship, it is impossible to reach the Japanese country in such a short time, and it is impossible to quietly bypass the coastal defense line and land, after all, this is a six-figure army, and the movement of the landing alone can cause a sensation.

Moreover, it even appeared in the eight realms of the country at the same time, and even Hokkaido, which had just immigrated, had a large number of Ming troops.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu turned around and returned to the house, and with a 'change of clothes', the prostitute who had just been kicked on the ground by Ashikaga Sansha hurriedly stepped forward and took out a set of robes specially used for sacrifices, and dressed Ashikaga Yoshimitsu neatly.

This is the 'yellow robe dyed in the sky', and it is a robe that can only be worn when the emperor ascends the throne and sacrifices, but in the eyes of Ashikaga Yoshimitsu, the emperor is a little cub that the emperor can wear and can wear himself.

A quarter of an hour later.

The Flower Palace, the center of the place, this is the forbidden place of the Imperial Palace, except for Ashikaga Yoshimitsu who can enter, even his son Ashikaga Yoshinori can't take half a step.

But those who step into the half-step will be killed.

This is not a joke, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu has a daughter, but because she accidentally entered the forbidden land, she was directly given to death by Ashikaga Yoshimitsu.

There are even rumors in the outside world that the reason why Ashikaga Yoshimitsu was able to single-handedly suppress the Eight Great Realms, suppress dozens of guardian daimyo, and give the samurai shogunate its current status is because of this forbidden land.

In the eyes of the Japanese people, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu has a strong mythical color.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu wore a 'yellow robe that could only be worn by the emperor when he ascended the throne or worshipped his ancestors', and slowly stepped into the forbidden land with the cherry blossoms.

Walking through the cherry blossom promenade, in front of Ashikaga Yoshimitsu is a small pagoda temple that covers a small area, but is extremely exquisite.

Inside, all the gods that can be counted in the Wa Province are enshrined, and there are statues of gods such as Yin Sha Naki, Yin Sha Nami, and Amaterasu.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu walked into the temple, knelt respectfully on the ground, and kowtowed.

Then he closed his eyes and prayed sincerely.

In the past, he did this every time he encountered an unsolvable difficulty, and after every prayer, he could make his wishes come true, get the power of the gods, and then unify the northern and southern dynasties and achieve the hegemony of the heroes.

Time passed little by little, about half a stick of incense.

Ashikaga Yoshishi's eyes opened with a gleam of light, shock, and surprise in his eyes.

"The bottom of Kyoto, Yaki Orochae."

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