Back to the end of the Ming Dynasty when the emperor

Chapter 756
When Zhu Yousong heard this, his eyes widened, and he put the tea cup he had just picked up on the table heavily, and with a bang, the jade cup almost shattered.His small face sank, and his sword-like eyes looked straight at Wei Malang, "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

"Hmph, it's very simple to leave the city and surrender. However, you have dispatched so many troops that even our bastion cannot be breached. Even if the three of us are willing to leave the city and surrender, the thousands of soldiers in the bastion will not be able to break through." Agree, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."

Wei Malang said this with a sneer, pouted his lips, shook his long, pointed head, and spread his hands flat, making a helpless look.

"Hahahaha," Zhu Yousong suddenly burst out laughing loudly, and there was a buzzing sound in the trembling hall, which showed his profound internal strength.

This moment stunned the red-haired boys present. His Majesty Daming was trapped in the castle, and he could still laugh at this moment. He should regret and be afraid, right?

Zhu Yousong laughed so hard that their hearts were trembling, he stopped suddenly, his eyes flashed, "After all, we still want to fight, right? That's good, whether it's a naval battle or a land battle, I will accompany you to the end!"

Batens and Van Persie stood up suddenly when they heard the words, and Simei beside Zhu Yousong also stood up, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger.

However, Zhu Yousong sat as firmly as Mount Tai and did not move.Wei Malang over there also sat still, and now these two are undoubtedly the heads of the family, they don't speak, no matter how excited the other people are, of course they dare not make a fuss.

Wei Malang was also very calm, and said slowly: "I never resort to force, because I believe that war can't solve all problems, it can only increase bloodshed and sacrifice. But if your majesty really wants to fight, come and see..."

Wei Malang slapped three palms lightly as he said, this is a terrible blow, ambushes are everywhere, these people come out of nowhere, there are a total of one or two hundred people blocking the door, blocking the door, guarding the window The window guards, and the rest, stood behind the fake Ma Lang and others, surrounded Zhu Yousong and the others, and hundreds of muskets were aimed at Zhu Yousong and the other five with dark muzzles.

The atmosphere became more and more tense. Ma Jinhua, He Xuanjiao, Huimei, and Xiao Liu all held the hidden sharp blades on their bodies, protected Zhu Yousong, and were ready to fight for their lives.

Zhu Yousong was still sitting there, chatting and laughing happily, "Oh, so there was an ambush. One, two, three, four, five..." Zhu Yousong pointed to the red-haired boys holding muskets and pointed at him, then shook his head Said, "At best, it's only a few hundred people. It's too small. I'm not bragging. I don't care about the 3 iron hoofs of the young Tartars. I killed a few people alone. There are also people in Kuizhou. Outside the city, 10 thieves wanted to trap me, but as soon as I showed my power, I killed them all and turned their backs on their backs. The corpses were scattered all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers. Now you wait for this little army of ants to force me to submit. Is it a wrong plan? Lah, shoot if you have the ability, hit here!" Zhu Yousong slapped his chest loudly.

Don't look at the 200 Dutch soldiers with live ammunition, who are eyeing it like a tiger, but no one dares to shoot without authorization, and they are all listening to orders.

People are afraid of death, the higher the status and wealth, the more afraid of death.As an emperor, Zhu Yousong is not afraid of death?If these people fire together, even if they are made of iron and copper, let alone flesh and blood?
However, being directly ignored and scorned like this, the red-haired boys were a little surprised. Of course, they couldn't order to shoot unless they had to.

Then Wei Malang warned: "Your Majesty, do you want to try the muskets of our Kingdom of Greater Holland? These 200 guns are capable of fighting thousands of troops. To be honest, there are still a thousand muskets outside. No one can get out of here." Go out alive, unless Your Majesty does what we want."

"Really? I really want to test how powerful your muskets are today."

As Zhu Yousong spoke, he saw his eyes fixed, and his breath sank to his dantian. The dantian was used to his arms, and he suddenly lifted them up.

This moment was terrible, the huge table flew up with a whimper, spinning and hitting the red hairs.The flowers on the table, the tea bowls and saucers, all flew into the air like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

Wei Malang thought that Zhu Yousong and others would be stunned by this, but he didn't expect Zhu Yousong to erupt suddenly, and this eruption was no small matter.

This big table is made of marble and granite, at least it has to be two thousand catties backed by the mountain, Zhu Yousong sat still, and suddenly the table was blown away, how strong is it?

Not only Wei Malang was stunned, but Batens, Van Persie, and the Dutch soldiers present were all dumbfounded.Even the small mouths of the four beauties around Zhu Yousong became O-shaped.Don't look at the four beauties, their martial arts are not low.One is beside Zhu Yousong, but they have never seen their majesty so powerful.

It was said that it was too late, and then it was too late, the big table whizzed towards it, and the strong wind brought it to the face. The red-haired boy who was close to him couldn't open his eyes.

Unlike Wei Malang, Batens and Van Persie are military generals, with some kung fu and quick reactions, so they are not bad at all.When the two suddenly lowered their heads, they quickly pushed Wei Malang down.

All three escaped by throwing themselves on the ground at the same time, as the behemoth flew over their heads, hit the wall behind them, and fell to the ground again.

There was a loud and muffled sound, the big table was smashed into half, and then fell to the ground, smashing several floor tiles.
A dozen red-haired boys who had no time to dodge were in bad luck, some were knocked into the air, some were smashed into meatloaf, blood splashed in the hall, and they screamed repeatedly.

After Zhu Yousong lifted the big table, of course he was not idle. When he turned around, the chair he was sitting on flew out. This revolving chair, like the big table for negotiation, became Zhu Yousong's murderer at this time. The sharp weapon knocked three or four into the air at once. The red-haired boy couldn't hold his muskets stably, and was knocked flying wildly. On the ground, half dead.

Zhu Yousong flitted around like a giant bird. Even though he didn't have a sword in his hand, he used his fists and kicks like a gust of wind and lightning. Wherever he went, these red-haired boys were blown away one after another.Let alone muskets, even machine guns are in their hands, and unemployment has become a burden.

The four beauties who were escorting woke up like a dream. Seeing that their majesty had made a move, they all went all out, pulled out the hidden sharp blades on their bodies, and rushed towards the red-haired boys who surrounded them.

These red-haired boys also came back to their senses at this time, and quickly raised their guns to shoot.

However, Simei rolled on the spot and arrived in front of these red-haired thieves. With a few soft popping sounds, the sharp blade in his hand pierced into the opponent's body. Several Dutch soldiers who hadn't pulled the trigger fell down again. They started a hand-to-hand fight together. In the panic, the musket rang a few times without hitting anyone. Then there was no chance to shoot again. The two sides fought together, and the negotiation hall became a battlefield for killing people.

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