I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 300 Three months to perish Xiaowogua, no, one month is enough!
"Da da da... da da da..."

Before Hu Yu roared, the machine gun shooter, who had been gearing up for a long time, pressed the trigger hard.

Bullets flew out of the gun chamber one by one, and the tapered bullets rotated at high speed, rushing forward rapidly. The unburned flames in the bullets turned into two fiery long whips, which were whipped left and right under the slight swing of the machine gunner.

What is killing, this is killing.

The bullets are like the chains in Wuchang's hands, and the little pumpkins hit by the bullets will die when they touch each other.

Zhu Zhangui, who was watching this scene from the command position, closed his eyes slightly.

He vaguely remembered that in a movie, there were countless Yanhuang men who were slaughtered in this way by the Yangtze River in Jinling City.

Presumably the Yanhuang men at that time were more hopeless and helpless than this group of pumpkins on the opposite side.

"The world is divided into yin and yang, and all things have reincarnation. Your descendants treat my ancestors like this, and I, the descendants of those ancestors, treat your ancestors of the little pumpkin like an eye for an eye."

"The whole battalion is on fire!"

As the two heavy machine guns fired wildly, the commander of the second battalion led by Zhu Zhangui pulled out the treasured sword at his waist, slashed forward, and ordered the whole army to open fire.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, who had long been divided into three queues and stood by, aimed at Xiao Wogua who was being crazily slaughtered by machine gun fire in the distance, and pulled the trigger without any emotion in their eyes.

"Bang bang bang..."

Intensive gunshots resounded all over the field, and the little pumpkins who were crazily tortured by two heavy machine guns and artillery ushered in the most violent cold storm in Ming Dynasty.

No one is not afraid of death, and no one wants to die.

At the beginning, the little Woguas who were aroused by the blood or the threat of the chief, after being slaughtered by machine guns and cannons, were completely demoralized by the riflemen who joined last.

"Ya Ma stayed, no more fights, no more fights, adults of the Ming Dynasty, we will stop fighting, we surrender, we surrender!"

The little melons who were slaughtered in the front and about to be slaughtered behind saw the imminent threat of death from the hail of bullets. Regardless of the roar and shouts of the chief, they knelt on the ground and raised their hands in despair, or lay down on the corpse In the pile of blood and water, frantically kowtowed and begged for mercy.

It's a pity that no one took care of them.

The order received by the Shenji Battalion was to keep no prisoners. As the most elite troops of the Ming Dynasty, the loyal bodyguard of His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun naturally had to strictly obey the orders of the commander.

Not to mention that these little pumpkins knelt on the ground and kowtowed to surrender, even if they called their fathers and ancestors, it was useless.

Zhu Zhangui squinted his eyes, looked at the crowds kneeling down and begging, and those little pumpkins who were hopelessly howling in despair, without any disturbance in his heart.

Those people must have begged for mercy back then, but did they let those little pumpkins go?
Ai Gong once said that if China wants to rise, the first thing to do is to destroy the little pumpkin.

This is the deep blood feud between the two clans, and they also don't want to keep a white-eyed wolf by their side.

Zhu Zhangui is an extremely angry youth and is often called a brainless racist.

At the beginning when Zhu Zhangui was on the street, he met a girl in a kimono walking on the street. Zhu Zhangui didn't try to persuade her like ordinary people, but went straight up and slapped her and kicked her twice.

The latter incident was posted on the Internet, and Zhu Zhangui was violently attacked by the Internet.

Countless little fairies scolded Zhu Zhangui as ugly as it was, even though the uncles later explained for Zhu Zhangui that it was because his ancestors were killed by Japanese pirates, but there was still no relief.

In the words of those little fairies, what era is it now, what is important is the freedom of dressing, what you want to wear is a personal idea, and others have no right to interfere, let alone beat people.

Later, a reporter went to interview Zhu Zhangui and asked this question, Zhu Zhangui said directly, it is free to wear clothes, and I am free to beat people.

Although he squatted inside for a few days because of this, Zhu Zhangui didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.

In the past, countless Han girls desperately wanted to take off these clothes. Now some people put on the shameful clothes under the slogan of freedom to dress. Would they keep them for the New Year instead of beating them?
Even when Zhu Zhangui was released later, the girl brought the reporter and asked Zhu Zhangui to apologize and make compensation.

Zhu Zhangui was not even a bird about this, and finally said directly, it is a harmonious society that saved you, if the law allows killing people, you can't even leave the whole body of someone like you.

Coupled with the previous fight with his roommate and the impact of this incident, Zhu Zhangui was directly expelled from the school.

The reason given was to affect the unity of the school and create a bad atmosphere in the society.

Thinking of all kinds of past lives, thinking of the bloody photos on the film and television and those materials, the chill in Zhu Zhangui's eyes became colder and colder.

What's the matter with killing the little pumpkin? Those who are not convinced, if they have the ability, they can travel to Daming and kill him.

"Cavalry Corps Attack!"

Seeing that Xiaowogua's front line was about to collapse, and there were already escapees behind Waguachao, Zhu Zhangui raised his hand to let the [-] battalion troops who caught up with them at noon to carry out the iron barrel encirclement and suppression.

In this expedition to North Korea, Zhu Zhangui brought all the strength of the navy, and [-] to [-] troops were directly pulled over by the navy at once.

The cavalry of the [-] Battalion occupy the most ships. After all, they not only have people, but also horses and various equipment.

"Beep beep beep..."

A bronze horn sounded, and Qian Yu, the commander of the 2nd Battalion of the [-] Battalion, who was riding on the Arabian donkey, raised his hand and raised the Qinglong Yuanyue knife in his hand, pointing forward slightly.

"It's time for brothers to make contributions, let me take the head!"

"Ahohohohohoho..."

The three thousand battalion of cavalry hidden behind the Shenji Battalion roared habitually. Under the command of their battalion commander and deputy battalion commander, they bypassed the troops of the Shenji Battalion in front from left to right, and surrounded them like a melon army.

Morale collapsed, collapsed!
The Japanese Legion didn't even touch the Shenji Battalion, and it collapsed across the board.

The battle ended when the last ray of sunlight disappeared at dusk. This battle of 10,000+ people can be said to be the fastest battle in history.

A flare was fired into the sky by the artillery, and the pale light illuminated a mountain of corpses in front of the Shenji Battalion.

"All bayonets!"

"Shh!"

Following the officer's roar, the soldiers of Shenji Battalion drew out their bayonets and put them on the muzzles of their guns.

"kill!"

The officer swung the command knife forward, and the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion walked shoulder to shoulder with their comrades, carrying rifles with bayonets attached, and strode towards the bloody slaughterhouse.

Under the illumination of the flares, the bayonets were shining brightly, piercing the corpses one after another.

Regardless of whether he was dead or not, all the soldiers stabbed him without hesitation as they usually trained.

On the city wall of Seoul, the king of Joseon and his soldiers stared blankly at the battlefield in front of them.

In front of them, the Japanese army, which they almost destroyed the country, was easily dealt with by the Great Ming Army.

The King of Joseon stared blankly at the soldiers of the Daming Army who were cleaning the battlefield, and his heart trembled wildly.

Is this the Great Ming Army? This is the Great Ming Army, which is invincible all over the world. It really deserves its reputation.

It is so easy to fight against the mighty Wa country. If they want to attack their Bangzi country, they will not be able to last for a few days.

"My lord, if I were you, I would not be here in a daze at this time, but open the city gate, lead all the courtiers, and go out to meet His Royal Highness Taisun!"

Qi Yuan, who was also shocked by the fighting power of the Shenji Battalion, saw that the battlefield below had begun to be cleaned, and his eyes inadvertently turned to the king of Joseon, who was at the side with his mouth open and his eyes round and staring in a daze.

Thinking that the other party had served him well during this time, he reminded him friendly.

The King of Joseon froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Qi Yuan, his body trembled violently, and then he came back to his senses, and apologized gratefully.

Then he turned around and summoned all the officials who were also stunned, and asked them to open the city gate and go out to meet the Great Tomorrow Army.

At the same time, he also ordered a minister of the inner guard to select some of the most beautiful beauties with sticks, and wait for a while to use them when welcoming the banquet.

As for how to use it, without the King of Joseon's explanation, the Minister of Internal Guard turned and left without knowing it.

"Squeak!"

The city gate of Seoul, which had been closed since November last year, was slowly opened.

The first to come out was a group of stick soldiers. They quickly cleaned up the mess at the gate of the city, threw the bodies of the Japanese or their dead soldiers aside, washed the ground quickly with water, and spread a festive red carpet.

"Your Highness, the King of Joseon is here with his officials!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was sitting on a chair enjoying the atmosphere of the battlefield, was reminded by Hu Yu, and took a look at the King of Joseon who rushed over with a lot of people.

"Minister Li Fangyuan pays homage to His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, Longevity and Jinan!"

When Li Fangyuan, the king of Joseon, saw Zhu Zhangui wearing a brocade suit, he threw himself on the ground and knelt down regardless of the mess on the ground.

According to the Ming system, the king of Joseon was only considered as a county king in Daming, not even a prince.

Coupled with the fact that he is the king of a foreign country, his status will naturally be lowered by another level.

Taking a look at the old man in front of him, Zhu Zhangui nodded slightly.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Grandson!"

A group of people got up tremblingly.

With a flattering smile on his old face, Li Fangyuan took a slight step forward and started flattering.

Words like Ming Ming's army is invincible, His Royal Highness Taisun is resourceful, young and promising, and extremely heroic, are so disgusting, and the words are so disgusting.

Fortunately, this is not the first time Zhu Zhangui has heard flattery, and he is already immune to these words.

Chatted with him casually, and after some encouragement, let him go back to prepare Laojun's meals.

"Your Highness, the results of the battle have been calculated."

Not long after the Joseon King Li Fangyuan left, Jiang Huai, who had just rushed over with his soldiers, walked over with a notebook in his arms.

"speak!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was considering the next step, raised his hand casually.

Jiang Huai saluted with his hands up, opened the notebook in his hand and read: "In this battle, our army killed 32 people, injured 136 people, and beheaded more than 8 enemies. Except for 5000 prisoners, the rest have fled in all directions. Someone has been sent after him."

"There are also the emperor of Japan and others who were told by the lackeys. We didn't catch them, and they didn't find them in the corpses. They probably ran away when they lost the battle."

"There are still prisoners?"

Zhu Zhangui glanced at Jianghuai.

"It's the wounded soldiers who attacked Seoul during this period, and some Japanese logistics personnel..."

Jiang Huai quickly explained.

"There are still prisoners?"

Zhu Zhangui asked a second time.

Jiang Huai, who was explaining, was stunned for a moment, then reacted randomly, raised his pen and scratched on the notebook, saluted and turned to leave.

"There are so many corpses to be buried. The brothers have been running for a day and fought another battle. They are probably too tired to let us dig it by ourselves. There are still some people who let them dig the pit. After throwing the corpses in, let them Come in and accompany me."

Jiang Huai, who had just turned around, heard Zhu Zhangui's cold addition.

That night a grand welcome ceremony was held in Seoul. Countless people who had been trapped in the city and had been hungry for an unknown number of days walked out of their homes one after another and lined up on both sides of the road to welcome the emperor grandson. And the Great Tomorrow Army.

After the welcoming ceremony, the King of Joseon held a welcoming banquet in the imperial city.

The city is very lively, and the work outside the city is also in full swing.

A Japanese prisoner who was wounded or had a broken arm or leg, under the ferocious deterrence of the Bangzi army, worked hard to dig a hole.

This digging is busy until dawn.

As the sun rose in the morning, thousands of little pumpkins who were tired all night, kicked into the pit without hesitation by the underwhelmed stick army. His expression dropped.

At noon, another good news came.

The fleeing high-ranking Japanese officials were overtaken by [-] battalion cavalry in a small mountain village. All the high-ranking officials committed suicide by caesarean section, and only the emperor, who was afraid of death, was captured.

In less than two days, the Japanese army that threatened North Korea was destroyed.

Of the 10 Japanese army that besieged Seoul, all died in battle except for the Japanese emperor who was captured.

At the end of March in the 18th year of Yongle, the Daming Legion led the Bangzi Army, and in less than a month, they completely recovered the entire lost territory of North Korea.

The 15 Japanese troops who attacked North Korea were completely buried in the country across the sea from them.

On April 18, Yongle 4, Zhu Zhangui led the expeditionary army and the King of Joseon led the expeditionary army of the Bangzi Kingdom, sailed from Busan, passed Tsushima Island, and landed in Nagasaki bypassing Hizen.

After setting foot on the territory of the enemy country, the army of the Ming Dynasty restrained a little due to the orders from above, and the army of the Bangzi Kingdom completely let the ducks go.

Burning, killing, looting, and silver-cutting have been abused repeatedly, almost committing all kinds of crimes.

Wherever the stick army passed, it can be said that not a single blade of grass grew.

How did the Japanese army harm them in North Korea, and these sticks came back with double harm.

Regarding the behavior of the stick man, Zhu Zhangui pretended not to see it, but ordered the troops to occupy important cities one by one.

In mid-April, the Japanese Kyushu Island was completely captured.

At the same time, Shen'an in Izumo also captured Shikoku Island and Honshu Island, leaving only the northernmost Ezo in the entire Wa Kingdom.

In mid-May, the two armies met in Kyoto, Japan.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a long time, old Shen. You look fat and white, and you are living a good life."

In the temporary military camp in Kyoto, Japan, a group of old comrades-in-arms greeted each other, and the commander of the 2nd Battalion of the Shenji Battalion even raised his hand and punched Shen An, making a joke.

"It's okay, but I'm not used to eating seafood every day."

Shen An, who has a serious personality, smiled awkwardly when he heard his friend's ridicule.

"Master Commander!"

After chatting with his old friend, Shen An stepped forward and saluted Jiang Huai, who was looking at them with a smile.

Jiang Huai smiled and raised his hand in return, looking at his subordinate whom he hadn't seen for several years, he wanted to have a conversation with him.

But thinking of the embarrassing expression on His Highness Taisun's face after listening to Jin Yiwei's report last night, he hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "His Highness Taisun already knows about the bad things in your camp, you should think about what will happen next Explain it to His Royal Highness."

Shen An's face froze when he heard this, and then he nodded bitterly.

He didn't know what his subordinates had done in the past few years, but the army was in a foreign country. If the soldiers were still strictly restrained, it might make the soldiers feel rebellious in their hearts.

It is precisely because of this consideration that as long as the subordinates do not do too much, Shen An also chooses to turn a blind eye to the bad things of his subordinates.

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Just when Shen An was feeling uneasy, Hu Yu's shout sounded outside the door.

In an instant, the officers who were chatting quietly in the room stood at attention in unison, facing the direction of the door.

Zhu Zhangui, who strode in, nodded to his generals.

"Did Bangzi Kingdom notify you?"

The first time he came in, Zhu Zhangui asked Li Hu, did those sticks like locusts leave?
When he was in Kyushu Island, those gangsters were like locusts. Zhu Zhangui just started thinking that some things need to be done by people after all, so he wanted to let these gangsters bear the notoriety.

But I didn't expect these sticks to become more and more unscrupulous after they were refreshed.

At the beginning, they only caused harm to the small village where they were stationed, but after there was no harm, they even ran to the control area of ​​Daming.

This made Zhu Zhangui very upset. Although he hated these Japanese pirates very much, these guys would be the labor force of Daming in the future, and whether the corvee system of Daming could be lifted in the future depended entirely on these slaves.

These sticks are for the sake of their good service in North Korea, and they are also a good dog. Zhu Zhangui thinks that they have been harmed so badly by the little melons, so it doesn't matter if they let them vent.

Unexpectedly, these guys got worse and even put their hands into Daming's pot.

As a dog, the most basic principle is that you can eat whatever the owner gives you. If you dare to put your mouth into the owner's hand and bowl, the dog's head doesn't want it anymore, right?

After receiving the report from his subordinates, Zhu Zhangui directly asked Li Hu to reprimand the King of Joseon and ordered them to leave immediately.

"Return to Your Highness, they are already packing their things and are expected to leave tomorrow."

Li Hu reported the situation of the Bangzi Army.

Zhu Zhangui nodded in satisfaction when he heard the words, and then said to the generals: "You must restrain your subordinates, these Japanese men will be our labor force in the future, and it is up to them whether our Daming can relieve the corvee .”

"So I ordered my soldiers not to kill ordinary civilians."

"Yes!"

The generals responded loudly.

Zhu Zhangui thought for a while, and confessed to Li Hu: "When the transportation team returns in two days, you send people back to the palace, and ask them to send some good cleanseers, and recruit more apprentices. "

"These dirty blood can't appear in Daming, it must be solved at the root."

Zhu Zhangui didn't want the dirty blood of the Wa Kingdom to be passed on in Daming, although his worry was a little unnecessary, after all, no woman would fancy a slave.

But not afraid of [-], just in case, if there is a bitch who likes this mouthful, isn't that just giving these little pumpkins a chance.

Therefore, the safest way is to cut off the disaster resources of these slaves.

After understanding what Zhu Zhangui meant, the generals shuddered in unison.

After finishing talking about North Korea and slaves, Zhu Zhangui turned his head to look at Shen An, and asked with a sneer or a sneer on his face: "I've heard that some of Master Shen's subordinates took dozens of Women from the Japanese country, there is a head of thousands who has accepted more than 100 beauties from the Japanese country."

"The people under his command have taken so much. Mr. Shen, as the leader of the first battalion, do you already have three thousand beauties in the harem?"

"If there are three thousand beauties in the harem, it happens to be far away overseas, and you still have an army under your command. Would you like me to report to the emperor for you and make you the emperor of the Japanese kingdom?"

According to Zhu Zhangui's words, the room was deadly quiet, and all the generals did not dare to say anything, and looked at Shen An and his several thousand commanders one by one.

"Your Highness!"

Shen An knelt down on the ground with a pale face, and opened his mouth to explain, but seeing Zhu Zhangui's hateful eyes, he lowered his head in shame.

"The last general is incompetent, if he didn't restrain his subordinates, he deserves death!"

Zhu Zhangui snorted coldly and waved at Hu Yu.

Hu Yu led the order and strode forward, directly in front of a thousand-man commander, released the saber in his waist, and asked several soldiers from the guard battalion to escort him out.

The thousand-man leader didn't speak the whole time, and he didn't cry loudly for grievances.

He knew what he had done. His Royal Highness did not arrest him in front of his subordinates at the beginning of the war. It was because of his love for accompanying him in the bloody battle at sea.

After the thousand households were taken away, Zhu Zhangui got up and looked at everyone.

"You are all old brothers who followed me, and each one of you has sacrificed your life for me. I am also grateful for everything you brothers have done. I will try my best to give you the best compensation. I am grateful for the little things some people do. Pretend not to see, and even wipe your butts to prevent those censors and royal guards from finding out and reporting to the emperor."

The generals lowered their heads and listened to Zhu Zhangui's words in silence.

"There are no outsiders here. We are all brothers in life and death. I have to explain something today."

Zhu Zhangui looked at everyone with his hands behind his back, "Put on the military uniform and eat this bowl of rice. You must abide by military discipline and court laws, and don't touch some things if you can."

"If you can't bear it anymore, you can tell me that I can let you quit the military. In view of the fact that you have sacrificed your life for me, I will give you the opportunity to earn money and enjoy a better life."

Zhu Zhangui looked at everyone and sighed softly:
"Brothers, some affection will wear off. I hope brothers will seriously consider it, and cherish it. I don't hope that one day in the future, I will personally send someone to raid your house and chop off your head."

"After going back, your master passed on my words to the other brothers. If your hands and feet are not clean, try to clean them up as much as possible. Next time, let me find out. Stretch out your hands and chop your heads!"

After all, he strode out.

When he reached the door, Zhu Zhangui stopped and said to Jiang Huai, "In front of all the brothers in the Shenji Camp, beat him with 50 army sticks, and you will do it yourself!"

(End of this chapter)