Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

"Pass on my order, summon all ministers, and discuss countermeasures in the morning court tomorrow!"

"According to the order!"

……

The next morning, all civil and military officials gathered in the Golden Palace.

Chu Ze sat on the dragon throne with a gloomy face.

"My dear ministers, the Northern Yan army is approaching and the capital is in danger. Do you have any good plans?"

The ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak first.

At this time, the Minister of War stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I think the most urgent task is to strengthen the city's defense and prepare for the battle."

"Strengthen the city's defenses? That's easy to say! The Northern Yan army is coming in full force, and the capital is short of troops. How can we resist them?" the Minister of Revenue retorted.

"Then what do you say we should do? Do you want us to give up the capital?" the Minister of War said angrily.

"My dear ministers, there is no need to argue," the Prime Minister said, "I think we should strengthen the city's defenses while seeking help from neighboring countries."

"Ask for help? Which country is willing to send troops to help us?" asked the Minister of War.

"Southern Chu," the prime minister said, "Southern Chu and Northern Yan have always been at odds. If we can convince Southern Chu to send troops, there may be a glimmer of hope."

Chu Ze pondered for a moment and said, "What the Prime Minister said makes sense. Let's do as the Prime Minister said and send an envoy to Nan Chu to ask for help."

"According to the order!"

……

Nanchu Palace.

The Emperor of Southern Chu looked at the letter handed over by the Ming envoy and fell into deep thought.

The war between Ming Dynasty and Northern Yan was a rare opportunity for him.

If he sent troops to help the Ming Dynasty, he could weaken the strength of Northern Yan and at the same time enhance the international status of Southern Chu.

However, if he sent troops to help the Ming Dynasty, he might offend Northern Yan and bring disaster to himself.

"I need to think about this matter. Please go back and rest first."

"Yes."

After the Ming envoys left, the Emperor of Southern Chu summoned all his ministers to discuss the matter.

"My dear ministers, what do you think about the Ming Dynasty's request for help?"

The ministers expressed their opinions, some advocated sending troops, while others advocated waiting and watching.

The Emperor of Southern Chu was undecided for a moment.

……

Capital City, Tianlao.

Chu Yun was locked up in a dark and damp cell, his body covered with scars.

He curled up in the corner, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.

Suddenly, a man in black appeared in the cell.

"Who are you?" Chu Yun asked vigilantly.

The man in black did not answer, but walked up to Chu Yun and took off the mask on his face.

"It's you!" Chu Yun exclaimed.

The person who came was actually... Chu Xuan!
Chu Yun looked at Chu Xuan in disbelief, not understanding why he was here.

"Brother, why are you here?" Chu Xuan sneered, "I'm here to rescue you."

"Save me?" Chu Yun was even more confused. "Aren't you in Beiyan?"

"Beiyan? Humph, that's just a show for Chu Ze." A cold light flashed in Chu Xuan's eyes, "My real goal is to take back everything that belongs to me!"

Chu Yun looked at Chu Xuan, his heart filled with shock. He had never expected that his brother would be so secretive.

"Brother Imperial, you..."

"Stop talking," Chu Xuan interrupted him, "Now is not the time to talk about this, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Chu Xuan took out a key from his arms and opened the cell door.

"Come with me!"

Chu Yun followed Chu Xuan out of the cell and had a smooth journey.

Just when they were about to escape from the prison, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

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"Where do you want to go?"

Chu Yun and Chu Xuan looked closely and found that the person coming was...

Chu Yun and Chu Xuan suddenly stopped in their tracks, their hearts almost jumping out of their chests. The man was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with an upright figure and a stern face. Who else could it be but Chu Ze?
Chu Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tightened his grip on the sword. A chill ran from his feet to his head. He never expected that Chu Ze would appear here at this time. His plan was completely disrupted, and his face, which had been confident, was now filled with panic and disbelief.

Chu Yun was so frightened that he was shaking all over. He grabbed Chu Xuan's sleeve tightly, as if he was grabbing the last straw. His lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

Chu Ze approached step by step, his eyes swept across the two of them like a knife, and finally stopped at Chu Xuan's face. "Brother, I really underestimated you." His tone was cold, without a trace of emotion.

Chu Xuan tried to remain calm and forced out a smile: "Royal brother, what do you mean? I just..."

"Just came to save your good brother?" Chu Ze interrupted him, his tone full of sarcasm, "I knew long ago that you would not be willing to be imprisoned by me like this. It's a pity that your plan failed."

Chu Xuan's face was gloomy. He knew that it was useless to say anything now. Chu Ze had seen through his plan. His only way out was to fight to the death.

"Chu Ze, do you think you're sure to win?" Chu Xuan drew out his sword and pointed at Chu Ze, "It's still uncertain who will win!"

Chu Ze sneered and slowly drew the sword from his waist. "Then let me see if your kung fu has improved in the past few years."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Xuan took the lead in attacking. The long sword in his hand turned into a silver light and pierced Chu Ze's throat. Chu Ze was prepared and dodged sideways while swinging his sword to counterattack.

For a moment, the sky prison was filled with flashing swords and sabers. Chu Ze and Chu Xuan fought back and forth, and the fight was fierce. Chu Yun was terrified watching from the side. He didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the two.

Although Chu Ze is an emperor, his martial arts skills are not weak at all. Each of his moves is extremely sharp and deadly. Although Chu Xuan is also very skilled, he seems a little powerless in front of Chu Ze.

As time went by, Chu Xuan gradually lost the upper hand. He had several more wounds on his body and his breathing became more rapid. He knew that he was no match for Chu Ze.

"Royal brother, you lose." Chu Ze said coldly, with the tip of the sword pointing at Chu Xuan's chest.

Chu Xuan put down the sword in his hand dejectedly. He knew that he had already lost. He closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

However, the expected pain did not come. He opened his eyes and saw Chu Ze's sword stopped in front of his chest, less than an inch away from his heart.

"Why?" Chu Xuan asked in confusion.

Chu Ze sneered: "I said, I will make you live a life worse than death."

After saying that, Chu Ze put away the sword in his hand, turned around and said to the guards behind him: "Take Chu Xuan away and keep him under strict supervision. No one is allowed to approach without my order."

"Yes, sir!" The guards escorted Chu Xuan out of the prison.

Chu Ze looked at Chu Xuan's back, with a cold light in his eyes. He would not let Chu Xuan go easily, he wanted Chu Xuan to experience all the pain in the world.

Chu Yun watched everything that happened in front of him, his heart filled with fear. He didn't know what his fate would be, he only knew that he had been involved in a cruel power struggle.

Chu Ze walked up to Chu Yun, looked down at him, and said in a cold tone: "Chu Yun, do you think I will let you go?" (End of this chapter)