Chapter 160: Killing the King
The movement outside continued, listening to the sound, it was assembling an army, or it was drilling, and you didn't have to think about it to know that this was preparing for the invasion of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Qizhen was a little flustered, he didn't want to be the emperor now, let alone become a sinner of the Ming Dynasty, but ...... He didn't want to die.
He has people who care about him, and people who care about him.
"Sir, what if they use force?" Zhu Qizhen asked nervously.
Li Qing was silent for a moment and said softly, "I will really kill you." โ
Zhu Qizhen looked at him blankly, and said stupidly: "I don't want to die." โ
"Grandpa Qing will be very fast, it doesn't hurt, don't be afraid."
Zhu Qizhen's lips trembled, he didn't say anything, lowered his head, hugged his knees, and buried him deeply.
Li Qing couldn't bear it and turned his head.
At this time, the curtain was lifted, and Mu Zhuoer walked in with the support of the female doctor.
Li Qing looked at Mu Zhuo'er, "You want to attack the Ming Dynasty?" โ
"Yes," Mu Zhuo'er nodded, "such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we can't miss it, just like us at the beginning, if we miss it, it's a lifetime." โ
Li Qing was silent for a while, and sighed: "You don't have a chance, listen to me, don't go." โ
"If you don't try, how will you know?" Mu Zhuo'er shook her head slightly, "If you go, you may regret it for several years, but if you don't go, you will regret it for hundreds of years, I am the king of Tatar, this time, I can't listen to you." โ
"If you don't have a chance, defeat is your only destination." Li Qing said in a deep voice.
"I didn't have a choice, you know." Mu Zhuo'er sighed lightly, "In this battle, the deterrent power of the Ming army in the past is gone, and if you don't fight hard, the warriors of the tribe will never be reconciled, and more blood will be shed." โ
Mu Zhuoer smiled bitterly: "You understand this truth, otherwise you won't stay here forever, this is our only chance, if we win, everything will be fine;
If you lose, you can also make the tribal warriors revere the Ming again, so as to embark on a relatively harmonious path;
In the long run, whether you win or lose, this battle must be fought. โ
Li Qing sighed and said no more.
Hearing this, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
The enemy is too good at seizing opportunities, and he suddenly feels as if he is an innocent child in front of people of this level.
He naively thought that although the Ming army suffered some losses in this battle, it was not very big and could bear it completely, but he didn't expect that the Tao in this battle would be so deep.
The result has long been predestined, from the moment of defeat, it is already doomed.
He looked at Li Qing and finally knew why Li Qing didn't run away.
It turned out that he was really for ...... Kill yourself.
The female doctor withdrew from the camp, and only three people remained.
"We will leave in about three days, so you don't have to rush to kill him," said Muzhuo. โ
"You know I'm going to kill him and send troops?" Li Qing was surprised.
"I said, I don't have a choice." Mu Zhuo'er said weakly, "Whether you kill him or not, this battle must be fought." โ
"Shall I not kill him?" Li Qing said.
Mu Zhuo'er shook his head: "If you don't kill him, we will naturally escort him to a battle and psychologically weaken the combat power of the Ming army." โ
Li Qing sighed lightly: "You know, I can do it, you are destined not to take him away, so you might as well leave him a way out." โ
He can do it, but if he can, he doesn't want to do it.
Zhu Qizhen looked at Mu Zhuo'er, he knew that his life was in the hands of this old man.
Mu Zhuo'er sighed and said to Zhu Qizhen, "Child, in fact, I have no grudge against you, for his sake, I will never kill you if I can; รณฮ ั.oั๏ผง
But... You are the emperor, you must know that the emperor is not omnipotent, and in the same way, I am the same as the king. โ
Mu Zhuoer said: "You are alive, I have no reason not to let the warriors take you, if you die, it will cut off the back road of the Tatars, but it can have the effect of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat.
So...... I'm so sorry. โ
Zhu Qizhen's face turned pale, he didn't say anything, he knew that he had to die.
When death came, he didn't blame anyone.
If he were Mu Zhuoer, he would also kill him, Zhu Qizhen.
He didn't blame Li Qing, Li Qing had done his best to survive for him, which could be described as benevolent and righteous.
If you really want to blame, you can only blame himself, blame him for his earnestness, blame him for having no one in his eyes, and not taking the enemy in his eyes.
Zhu Qizhen smiled bitterly: Xiaoqian I'm sorry, I'm going to break my promise this time, and I can't go back.
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Because of Zhu Qizhen's problem, Li Qing was in a very bad mood, and he had no interest in talking, so Mu Zhuoer felt ashamed, so he didn't stay longer.
After a few brief conversations, he propped himself up and staggered out of the tent.
"Don't be too afraid," Li Qing comforted softly, "Don't worry, I... It will bring you back to Daming. โ
"Hmm." Zhu Qizhen nodded, endured and endured, but he still couldn't help it, and tears came out of his eyes.
There is reluctance to life, there is a debt to the beloved woman, and there is a shameless fear of facing the ancestors and ancestors.
He lost this battle, but he didn't expect the price to be so heavy.
Zhu Qizhen became very silent, no matter who was sentenced to death, and he would be executed in three days, he would not be happy.
He ate silently, was in a daze, and slept silently, but he couldn't sleep at all, and as soon as he closed his eyes, it was all about the past.
The heroic appearance of the father and the emperor's grandmother...... Scenes flashed through my mind.
The past from the beginning of the memory comes to life like a slide.
His father took him on a horse, Wang Zhen accompanied him to play Keju, Yu Qian taught him to read and write, and his beloved woman's ears and temples were grinding, and his son babbling and learning to speak......
Regret it?
Regret!
But what's the use of regretting?
Zhu Qizhen's eyes were closed, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and dripped onto the mat.
Wet a piece...
Li Qing saw it in his eyes, and he didn't feel it in his heart.
Zhu Qizhen is not a faint king, and he has never done evil, this is the only time.
If you do something wrong, you will be punished, but ......
He was emperor for fourteen years, but he was also only twenty-two years old.
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These three days are too long for Zhu Qizhen, as if he has lived again for more than 20 years, but it is very fast, and he is about to let go before he can catch anything.
Early in the morning.
Mu Zhuoer didn't come, and neither did Tokhtar Polo, it was the rugged man who came.
"Our master said, you hand over the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and women, cattle and sheep will open your mouth with you." The rugged man said, "This time, we won't be threatened by you again." โ
Li Qing ignored him, turned around, helped Zhu Qizhen take care of his robes, was right here, patted that side, and finally put his hand on Zhu Qizhen's shoulder, and said softly:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, ah~"
Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, clenched his fists, trembled and took a deep breath, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
The rugged man wanted to step forward to rob someone, but considering Li Qing's outrageous skills, he was dismissed again.
Anyway, the king and the Taishi both said that if Li Qing chooses by himself, he can't do it desperately.
Even the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty dared to kill people, killing him was not a piggybacking thing.
"Qiang Chang โโ!"
A flash of cold light, a sword to seal the throat!
Li Qing's whole process was smooth, without the slightest hesitation, and it was extremely smooth.
"Ho Ho Ho ......"
Zhu Qizhen covered his neck with his hands, blood flowed from his fingers, he couldn't say anything with his mouth wide open, as if questioning Li Qing:
"Didn't you say, soon, it doesn't hurt?"
'Plopโโ! Zhu Qizhen fell to the ground, his mouth closed, his eyes glanced out of the account, nostalgic for the last bright light in his life.
He clutched his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out.
It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like a quick time, Zhu Qizhen stopped shaking and tilted his head to the side.
The rugged man looked at Li Qing in awe, entangled for a moment, but still stepped forward, probed Zhu Qizhen's snort, and listened to Zhu Qizhen's chest for a while.
In the end, it was determined that Zhu Qizhen was really dead.
"Someone!"
'Rub ......' a group of men rushed in.
The rugged man was about to give orders, but suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and then a pain, he hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, the king must not be humiliated, this is the rule, we just want to bury the emperor of the Ming Dynasty." โ
"No need," Li Qing's tone was cold, "Han people have Han rules, prepare a coffin." โ
"Uh... Good. The rugged man did not dare to force it, so he carefully pushed away the knife on his neck and led the people out of the camp.
Outside the tent.
The army was assembled, and the Tatar army was ready to go.
Off-Polo was dressed in armor and was full of spirit.
Seeing the rough man approaching, he asked, "How?" โ
"Back to the Taishi, you are dead."
"Hmm..."Tokhtar Polo pulled out his scimitar and said loudly: "Warriors, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty died suddenly last night, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between us and the Ming Dynasty.
Win the Central Plains and restore the Great Yuan. โ
"Kill! Kill! Kill! โ
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