Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 31 Although there are thousands of people, I will go!
At this moment, Zhu Liangzu took a few steps back on his horse.

The last time he was in the salt mine, he was almost killed by Fourth Master Zhu. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and escaped. However, the war horse that had been following him for several years was chopped into two pieces.

Thinking about it now, I still have lingering fears.

"Dad, what are you waiting for?" A young man next to him said with disdain in his eyes, "No matter how powerful the old man is, can he still dodge thousands of arrows?"

This is Zhu Xian, the son of Zhu Liangzu.

The tiger father had no dogs, but Zhu Xian was also brave and good at fighting, and he was appointed as the commander of the royal guards in the imperial palace.

He is usually in the palace, either following the emperor or the prince.

He came out tonight just to vent his anger on his father's behalf. He spurred his horse forward, raised his hand and said, "Listen to my command."

Three thousand archers held their breath and concentrated, waiting for his order.

Fourth Master Zhu, who was standing on the wall, smiled coldly and locked his eyes on Zhu Xian who was riding forward.

The heavy rain poured down, and the big raindrops hit the ground hard, causing splashes of water.

Fourth Master Zhu tightened his grip on the long knife, and his figure stood out in the heavy rain.

He closed his eyes slightly and let the rain wash over his body. A move flashed in his mind: slashing the world with one sword.

This sword focuses on controlling the sword with your mind, moving the sword with Qi, and integrating the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth into the sword technique.

"Even if there are thousands of people, I will go!" he roared.

In an instant, Fourth Master Zhu's body burst out with a powerful momentum, and the strong wind suddenly whipped up, evacuating the surrounding air in an instant.

Under the influence of this momentum, his long sword condensed a terrifying sword energy.

When the sword energy first formed, a sharp cold light burst out from the blade, breaking the shackles of the void and pointing straight into the sky.

Fourth Master Zhu's muscles tightened suddenly, like a tiger about to pounce on prey, ready to attack.

At this moment, Fourth Master Zhu moved!

His figure was like the wind, turning into a bolt of lightning and heading straight towards Zhu Siam. The long knife drew a perfect arc as he danced.

"Fire arrows!" Zhu Xian raised his arm and struck down, and three thousand archers fired arrows instantly.

The arrow broke through the rain curtain, tore through the void, and shot towards Fourth Master Zhu who was flying towards him.

"Whoa!" A crisp sound broke through the air.

Fourth Master Zhu's long sword slashed horizontally, and a bright sword light bloomed from the blade, like a meteor that cut through the long night, brilliant and dazzling.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air was split into two, leaving a long space crack.

Thousands of arrows were shattered before they even got close.

The next moment, Fourth Master Zhu was already in front of Zhu Xian.

He slashed with the sword, and Zhu Xian screamed. His left arm was cut off by the sword energy, and he flew out, followed by a rain of blood.

Zhu Xian instantly rolled off his horse and fell heavily to the ground.

The war horse was not so lucky. After cutting off Zhu Xian's left arm, Zhu Siye's sword energy still had some power and penetrated directly through the body of the war horse.

The war horse was cut into two pieces and fell in a pool of blood.

……

All this happens in the blink of an eye.

Fourth Master Zhu took out the knife in one go. At this moment, his knife was placed on Zhu Xian's neck.

Zhu Xian, who had broken his arm, was pale and trembling.

"Stop, don't hurt my son." Zhu Liangzu yelled.

The three thousand archers behind him were aimed at Fourth Master Zhu.

Fourth Master Zhu showed no fear. He picked up Zhu Xian and held him in front of him. He raised his eyebrows at Zhu Liangzu and said, "General, let go and let my people go."

"Don't even think about it!" Zhu Liangzu roared.

"Then your son won't last long." Fourth Master Zhu sneered.

Zhu Xian's broken arm was bleeding loudly. If the bleeding stopped, he would definitely die. Zhu Liangzu gritted his teeth and waved his hands violently.

The three thousand archers behind him spread out to both sides to make way.

At this time, the Beggar Clan disciples in the Mingjiao main altar quickly ran out under the leadership of Zhang Dingbian.

"Gang leader, I'll stay." Zhang Dingbian came to Fourth Master Zhu and said.

"You take the brothers and leave. I have a young general who will definitely leave." Fourth Master Zhu winked.

Zhang Dingbian had no mother-in-law and quickly disappeared into the night rain with his Beggar Clan disciples.

Zhu Liangzu's eyes were almost splitting: "Can you let go of my son?"

"Zhu Liangzu, I have recorded what happened tonight."

Fourth Master Zhu's face was stern, his eyes were like daggers, no one dared to look at him wherever he looked, "Next time, I will kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked Zhu Xian away.

He himself was like a ghost, flying away at high speed.

Zhu Liangzu couldn't care about him anymore and reached out to pick up Zhu Xian. At this moment, Zhu Xian had passed out.

"Quickly, go back home and find the doctor." Zhu Liangzu shouted anxiously.

He put his son on his horse and rode away, followed by three thousand archers, and soon disappeared into the night.

……

The leader of the Ming Cult stood dumbly in the rain, looking at Zhu Liangzu going away, his eyes spitting fire.

In tonight's battle, all the masters of his Ming Cult were lost, including the four great Dharma Kings.

From then on, his Mingjiao no longer had any strength in the capital.

"Grrrr, I didn't expect that the one who was eliminated first was the Mingming Cult." Zhao Xuanzhen walked out of the rain.

"Don't be proud." The leader smiled coldly, "After tonight, no one can stop Fourth Master Zhu."

"I'm just a weak woman." Zhao Xuanzhen blinked, "Maybe it's not bad to follow Fourth Master Zhu?"

"Humph, I will come back again." The leader snorted coldly.

"Is the leader leaving the capital?" Zhao Xuanzhen asked with a smile.

"It's time for me to return to the Great Light Palace of the Western Regions." The leader raised his eyes and looked to the west.

"So you are from the Great Guangming Palace." Surprise flashed in Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes.

"Are you from the Yuan Dynasty? Haha, it is impossible for the Great Yuan to return to its former glory." The leader's eyes flashed with light, "But, in the Western Regions, there will be a hero who will build an empire that transcends the territory of the Great Yuan."

"So you are from Timur." Zhao Xuanzhen said coldly.

"You are indeed smart." The leader laughed, "The Ming Cult originally came from the Western Regions. I am Huo Ben, the holy son of the Ming Cult of the Western Regions. When I return to the Great Guangming Palace, I will seize the position of Ming Zun and make a comeback."

After saying that, he walked away in the rain.

Zhao Xuanzhen was secretly shocked.

Today's Western Region is almost occupied by the Timurid Empire.

Mingjiao has many believers in the Western Regions and has a wide influence. With it assisting Timur's empire, it will be even more powerful.

"The general trend is, is Dayuan really gone forever?" She sighed softly.

Thinking back to those days, not to mention the Western Regions, but further west, it was either the territory of the Yuan Dynasty or the Khanate of the Yuan Dynasty.

Timur, the founder of the Timur Empire, also claimed to be a descendant of the Golden Family, and now dominates the Western Regions.

Among the four great khanates back then, who still remembers their suzerain country Dayuan?
The Ming army advanced all the way north, and Dayuan withdrew from Dadu and retreated to the grasslands. However, Chagatai and the Golden Horde in the north did not send troops to help.

"Next year, the Ming Dynasty will definitely launch its Northern Expedition." Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes were dark, "Is the Yuan Dynasty really going to die?"

She took a deep breath, her eyes cold.

Will not!
There is still King Qi in Dayuan, so there will definitely be another chance to compete in the Central Plains.

(End of this chapter)