The Holy Emperor of Ming

Chapter 347: Killing the World and Making a Sensation (3200 words)
Because it was the other party who dispersed on their own initiative, not him who broke through.

This means that the situation outside is likely to have been decided.

How could this make him happy?
As for another possibility, the other party was forced to let go.

However, Temujin was rational and did not hold such hope.

His gloomy face changed several times as he watched coldly as the clouds and mist dissipated, revealing the scene outside.

In an instant, even though I was mentally prepared, my whole body still froze after one look.

So heavy and hopeless.

At this time, he was facing the north, with Zhang Sanfeng holding Xiao Jingtian.

In the northwest and southwest, respectively, are Wuji and Duke Zheng, who is holding a proud smile.

In the northeast and southeast, respectively, were Wang Shouren and a strange celestial being carrying a Pangban.

Behind them stood several great masters at the highest level.

Finally...
Temujin turned around and looked towards the figure to the south.

The figure who truly pushed him into this desperate situation step by step.

Despair should never exist in the heart of a great hero and emperor like Temujin.

But at this moment, he understood.

There is no hope anymore.

Only despair.

"How unfair is heaven. If it gave birth to me, Temujin, why did it give birth to you, Zhu Houzhao?"

Temujin sighed deeply towards the sky.

He turned his head and looked at the Eight Diagrams in Wang Shouren's hand again. With his wisdom, he easily understood that the mysterious method was this.

"The heavens are even more unfair, allowing the cowardly Han people to possess so much heritage!"

"God, how much do you favor the Han people? Should I, a boy from the grassland, fail?"

After three long sighs, Temujin's despair became more intense.

Like a lone wolf forced into a desperate situation, he looked at Zhu Houzhao with despair and ferocity.

"Finished?"

Zhu Houzhao was unusually patient before he spoke.

"You are now indeed qualified to appreciate the attitude of the loser." Temujin still said in a defiant and heroic tone.

"Hahahaha~!"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly burst into laughter, and his domineering and powerful laughter echoed far away on the grassland, as if encompassing the vast world.

The attitude is quite arrogant and proud.

"You are right. As someone who has been able to fight against me for several years, you can barely be considered half my opponent.

You look good when you fail." Zhu Houzhao laughed.

"You!" Temujin was furious and said coldly, "You don't know how to respect heroes."

"Hero?" Zhu Houzhao looked at him with disdain, and did not hide his surging murderous intent: "You killed so many soldiers and civilians of my Ming Dynasty, and you still want me to regard you as a hero?

Shit.

I will only tear you into pieces, chop you into pieces, and turn your bones into ashes."

“Hahaha!” Temujin laughed loudly and said proudly: “If you can’t eat from nine cauldrons, then cook from nine cauldrons.

This sentence is correct. I have failed, but I have made you, Zhu Houzhao, hate me so much and left many traces in this world, so it is not in vain. "

"Huh, you talk too much.

But you are indeed lucky, you can let me come out in full force, and you can also let me kill you with my own hands." Zhu Houzhao could no longer suppress his murderous intent.

His eyes widened and he raised his fist, "I will take your dog head and sacrifice it to the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty."

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched out.

Although he had killed one celestial being and destroyed three celestial beings, the consumption was not small.

But the power of this punch surpassed any of the previous punches.

This punch seems to be able to create the world.

This punch seemed to carry the majestic power of the Ming Dynasty at its peak.

This punch, like a torrent of annihilation, will sweep across the world.

The desperate Temujin would not surrender, and he never would.

Even in despair, he still wants to try and fight his way out of hope.

The scimitar slashed out fiercely.

"boom!!"

There was a deafening roar. Temujin, who had once held his own against Zhu Houzhao, could no longer do so this time.

After one punch, he was exhausted and retreated a hundred feet, his breath wavering.

Zhu Houzhao's second punch, third punch... followed one after another.

He knocked it away with one punch, then took a big step closer and punched it again.

Punch after punch, step after step, without any fancy moves, just the power to dominate the world, so domineering and powerful that it was beyond words.

The powerful wolf king of the grassland, who was fighting for his life in desperation, now seemed a little weak.

When he threw the eighth punch, the scimitar that had accompanied Temujin in battles for many years broke.

At the eleventh punch, Temujin vomited blood and fell to the grassland.

With the fourteenth punch, Temujin's body was shattered and his body was about to break.

After the fifteenth punch, Temujin no longer had any strength to resist.

Zhu Houzhao stood coldly in front of Temujin, and without stopping, punched him in the neck.

The head flew up and was caught in his hand.

He glanced at several places on the grassland and smiled easily.

'Brothers, I have avenged you.'

"Don't worry, soon all your enemies will be buried with you."

“Hahaha.” He turned around and laughed, “All five of Temujin’s men have been captured in one fell swoop. In this world, nothing can stop our Great Ming anymore.”

Before he finished speaking, everyone smiled and excitement filled the air.

"Old man, Old man Zhang, the two of you go to Taiyuan in Sui and chop off the heads of Kublai Khan, Batu, and Chagatai.

By the way, let's publicize our victory." Zhu Houzhao said.

"Yes." Mr. Zheng replied with a smile, and Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

Without any delay, the two went straight away.

"Let's go home." Zhu Houzhao looked at the remaining people and laughed.

The group first met up with Yuan Tiangang and others who stayed a hundred miles away.

Once the war broke out, these fortune tellers were obviously weak, so they were all left a hundred miles away.

Yuan Tiangang, who had consumed a lot of energy, was no exception. Shi Potian and Li Yuanba were also here to guard, just in case.

Of course, the main reason is that they lack experience and are not suitable to participate in such a fierce battlefield.

He met up with Yuan Tiangang and others, told them the results of the battle, and then continued to return to the Ming Dynasty in high spirits.

When they left, a figure appeared out of thin air a dozen miles away.

The old man in black clothes and short hair looked exactly like Xiao Sanxiao.

He looked at the direction where the group of people left, his face flickering with shock and helplessness.

'The pinnacle of heaven and man! The Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts!'

"Could it be that destiny is really in the sky?"

"But unifying the world is ultimately just a mirage, a dream."

'Even if you are at the pinnacle of heaven, so what?

When you are stuck here and can never break through, and your life is coming to an end.

How high-spirited and confident you are today.

In the future, he will be so cruel and cold-blooded that he will treat all living beings like straw dogs.'

"Emperor Shengwu, can you really be different?"

Xiao Sanxiao's thoughts flashed, and all kinds of ideas popped up.

In the end, it all turned into a long sigh.

'I will continue to watch over you.'

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at the same time.

Far outside the city of Taiyuan in the Sui Dynasty.

Kublai Khan suddenly felt an extreme sadness.

It seems that something unfortunate has happened.

Even the fortune of the Mongols and Yuan Dynasty seemed to be wailing.

'Something has happened to the Khan!'

This thought immediately came to his mind, but he immediately shook his head strongly.

How could anything happen to the Khan?

Nothing could possibly happen to the Khan.

Yes, nothing can happen to the Khan, absolutely not.

After forcing himself to believe this idea, Kublai Khan still sent out several messages and waited anxiously.

The wait lasted until noon the next day.

When the Mongol army attacked Taiyuan again, Zhang Sanfeng and Zheng Gong arrived.

Kublai Khan and others were horrified.

Duke Zheng did not act immediately. He first smiled and told the news that Temujin was dead and the other four celestial beings were all captured.

Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of people fell silent.

Pairs of eyes looked at Zheng Gong and Zhang Sanfeng with disbelief.

How can it be?

Among the hundreds of thousands of people fighting here, there is no one who does not know how important this news is.

It's so serious that many people can't believe it.

"Impossible! How could the Khan die? Stop talking nonsense and disrupting the morale of our army." Kublai Khan shouted angrily with a livid face.

The sound echoed in the sky, bringing back some of the confused morale of the Mongol army.

"Yes, don't try to deceive us. The Khan will never be in trouble."

"Yes, five people at the level of celestial beings, do you think you can do anything to the Khan?"

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Batu, Chagatai and others in the Mongol army started shouting angrily.

"Ha." Duke Zheng sneered, not wanting to argue with these dead people.

He glanced at Taiyuan City and said coldly, "Everyone, take action. Today, we will bury all these Tartars here."

As he said this, he took the lead and went straight to Kublai Khan in the army.

Zhang Sanfeng followed suit.

The roar suddenly resounded throughout the heaven and earth.

In Taiyuan City, even Lang Fanyun, Song Que and others were somewhat surprised and confused.

But as they watched Zheng Gong and Zhang Sanfeng take action, they gradually and completely believed it in their hearts.

Temujin is dead, and the other four celestial beings have been captured in one fell swoop!
Even though they believed it, they still felt that the news was a bit dreamy and shocking.

But it didn't matter. They were overjoyed and didn't hesitate. They shouted that Temujin was dead and took action.

The battle situation suddenly expanded.

The morale of the Sui army in Taiyuan City reached an unprecedented high.

That kind of excitement and joy comes from the bones.

It was not for any other reason, but because they knew that Temujin was dead and they had won.

This war is coming to an end!

"kill!"

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Immediately, shouts of killing rose into the sky.

Among the excited people, there are also some who feel confused and heavy.

For example, people like Yang Lin and Qiu Rui who were loyal to the Sui court.

Temujin died, and the four celestial beings were captured in one fell swoop.

In this world, who else can resist the Ming Dynasty?

What should the Sui Dynasty do?
They don't know, they don't know at all.

No matter how strong your will is, you will be confused at this time.

Then they found themselves unable to do anything but kill the enemy at this moment.

With the joining of the two celestial beings, the morale of Taiyuan City soared, while the morale of the Mongol army was somewhat shaken.

There was no doubt about the outcome.

The Mongol army was defeated mainly because of the participation of two people in the realm of heaven and man. Combined with the power in Taiyuan city at that time, the Mongol army was unable to resist at all.

Kublai Khan, Batu, and Chagatai were beheaded one by one by Duke Zheng.

Nearly 300,000 Mongolian troops were hunted down by a group of masters and more than 200,000 troops in Taiyuan City. Only about one-third of them finally escaped from the border of the Sui Dynasty.

When the news spread, the Mongol troops that attacked other places on the border also fled in panic, and the Sui army pursued and killed them.

Of course, these are no longer important to the world.

What is important is what Duke Zheng said in public.

These were the spoils of war that Zhu Houzhao and his companions displayed publicly after returning to the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

The world is in an uproar!
It was the biggest, most lively, most exciting and most frightening sensation in decades and hundreds of years.

This sensation completely transcended national boundaries, causing all countries, big and small, in the world, except the Ming Dynasty, to look at the Ming Dynasty in fear and horror.

When the news spread, all those who had some status and power looked towards the direction of the Ming Dynasty in a daze, and then raised their heads to the sky.

They knew that the day had changed!
Becomes filled with a word.

明！
(3400 words. I want to read the part about killing Temujin together, so I will read 3400 words first.

The remaining 1000 words today, plus the 7000 words, total words. I probably won’t be able to finish it tonight, but there will definitely be a chapter before o’clock. I’ll write as much as I can and make up the rest tomorrow. Please forgive me.)
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(End of this chapter)