Ming Dynasty: A centenarian madman criticizes the Grand Secretary and brings his coffin to court!

"Boom boom boom!"

The air was filled with the sounds of gunfire.

Japan's coastline has become fragmented in view.

but.

The atmosphere on the "Zhenguo" flagship, which represents the highest military strength of the Ming Dynasty, was even more tense than on the battlefield where they were about to land!

We still need to suppress it!

The eunuch who was frightened into fainting by the twelve imperial edicts has been thrown into the sea.

But the real trouble.

It just emerged from the dark corner of the cabin like a venomous snake!

It was a supervising eunuch wearing a red robe and thick foundation.

Wang Zhen's confidant—Ma Shun!

He had neither a gold medal nor an imperial edict.

But he held in his hand half of the Tiger Tally, which allowed him to mobilize the Divine Machine Battalion!

"Gu Canghai!"

Ma Shun stood in the center of the deck, looking at the generals around him who, although kneeling before the "Emperor Taizu's Whip," clearly had hesitation in their eyes.

he knows.

This is his last chance!

As long as we can use "righteousness" to suppress this old madman, as long as we can regain command.

Then he would be the most favored person in front of Eunuch Wang!

"You have damaged the gold medal and insulted the imperial envoy! This is a capital offense!"

Ma Shun's voice was shrill, and there was a morbid excitement in it:

"But we're not talking about the law today!"

"Let's talk about conscience!"

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"Grand Tutor Gu!"

"Are you even human?"

Ma Shun pointed to the soldiers firing cannons, and to the smoke-filled distance:

"Look! Take a good look!"

"This is a massacre! This is an atrocity!"

"The Great Ming Dynasty is a land of propriety and etiquette! It is a celestial empire!"

"Our money is the hard-earned money of the people!"

"You did it all for that illusory 'sun never sets,' for that 'new continent' whose existence is uncertain."

"Just throw tens of millions of taels of silver into the sea?"

"Are we just sending these fine young men to their deaths?"

"This is militarism! You are a sinner for all time! You are—"

"You're a fart!!!"

A loud shout!

Like a bolt from the blue!

This abruptly cut off Ma Shunna's long speech, which was about to continue pouring out!

Gu Canghai.

This is a 100-year-old man.

now.

His hunchback, his old age, and his seemingly insane state.

They're all gone!

Instead.

It was a truly enraged, ferocious lion in its twilight years, baring its fangs!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Gu Canghai strode up to Ma Shun.

The murderous aura that seemed to have crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood startled Ma Shun so much that he took three steps back and almost fell to the ground.

"conscience?"

"You dare talk to me about conscience?"

Gu Canghai suddenly stretched out his large, withered hand, as thin as an iron clamp.

a handful!

He grabbed Ma Shun's red collar, which was embroidered with python patterns, tightly!

Like picking up a little chick.

He lifted this 100-pound man off the ground with one hand!

then.

He strode to the side of the ship!

below.

It's that turbulent, unfathomable sea!

"Aaaaah! Let go! You lunatic! What are you doing?!"

Ma Shun was suspended in mid-air, looking at the raging waves below, so frightened that he soiled himself.

"What are you doing?"

Gu Canghai brought his face close to Ma Shun's, his cloudy old eyes burning with a fury powerful enough to incinerate the heavens.

"You call me cruel?"

"You're saying I've committed a sin?"

"Then let me ask you!"

"Who won the hundred years of peace and prosperity for our Great Ming Dynasty?!"

"You wear fine silks and satins, eat delicacies from land and sea, and your salary is..."

"Did it fall from the sky?!"

"That's what I led these brothers through—crawling out of piles of corpses!"

"I snatched that back from those barbarians with my knife!"

Gu Canghai's voice grew louder and hoarser.

Every single word.

It was like a slap in the face, landing hard on Ma Shun's face!

It also slapped the faces of all the self-proclaimed upright civil officials!

"You're saying I'm wasting public funds?"

"Do you know these two capitals and thirteen provinces!"

"Which brick wasn't saved up by me?!"

"Every single tael of silver was painstakingly earned by my old brother, bit by bit!"

"My whole life!"

"I started rebelling with Zhu Yuanzhang when I was twenty!"

"He's still at sea at 100 years old!"

"I've dedicated my entire life to the Ming Dynasty!"

"Every scar and every hole on my body is for this country!"

Gu Canghai suddenly ripped open his shirt!

Revealing that withered, old body covered with hideous, centipede-like scars!

Those are knife wounds! Arrow wounds! Gun wounds!

That was a hundred years of war history of the Ming Dynasty!

"Did you see that?!"

"This is what it means to do—for the Ming Dynasty!!!"

"And you?"

"You rootless bastard!"

"They spend their days hiding in the deep palace, drinking tea, playing with birds, and just talking."

"You dare to point your finger at me and curse me?"

"You dare to challenge me?!"

"You dare talk to me about patriotism?!"

"Your country is all in your mouth!"

"Lao Tzu's Kingdom—"

Gu Canghai pointed to the soldiers behind him, and then to the fluttering dragon flag:

"On the edge!"

"Driven by the passion of these brothers!"

"Five hundred years from now!"

Rumble—!!!

These words.

A wake-up call!

Every word is piercing to the heart!

On the entire deck, those soldiers who were still wavering.

At this moment.

Their eyes were red and swollen, with tears welling up in them.

This is their head coach!

This is the ancestor who, even if he had to bear eternal infamy, still protected them from the wind and rain!

The Hongwu Plane.

Zhu Yuanzhang gripped the armrests of the dragon throne so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh.

He looked at his old brother, who was shirtless and covered in wounds.

His childhood friend, with whom he used to steal chickens and dogs and charge into battle together.

Tears.

My vision had already blurred.

"sea……"

"That was back in Poyang Lake... the arrow that took for us..."

"That was during the battle against Zhang Shicheng... a cut I received..."

"This body is covered in wounds..."

"We owe you all of this!"

"Those bastards!"

"How dare they? How dare they insult you like that!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so heartbroken he almost felt suffocated.

if it is possible.

He really wanted to rush into that screen and tear that supervising eunuch to shreds!

In the celestial display.

Ma Shun has been scolded to the point of being dumbfounded.

He looked at the old man, who seemed like a god or demon, and at the shocking scars covering his body.

This moment.

All language is pale in comparison.

All the "philosophies of sages" are laughable.

Before this true pillar of the Ming Dynasty.

He is so insignificant that he is less than a speck of dust!

"Grand Tutor... I was wrong... Spare my life..."

Ma Shun trembled as he begged for mercy.

"roll!"

Gu Canghai threw Ma Shun back onto the deck like he was throwing away trash.

"Go back and tell that brat named Zhu Qizhen!"

"And that damned eunuch named Wang Zhen!"

"Do you want to be a sage ruler? Do you want to preach benevolence and righteousness?"

"Can!"

"Wait till I finish all this dirty and tiring work! Wait until I've paved the way to hell, even if I end up there!"

"They'll go back to being those pure and innocent saints!"

"Go back to the history books and call me a butcher! A madman!"

"I don't care!"

"But now..."

Gu Canghai picked up the axe, which was covered in the smell of sea salt, again.

He pointed at the eunuch who was paralyzed with fear.

Pointing to that so-called "imperial law".

"Shut up, you son of a bitch!!!"

"Who dares to utter another word!"

"I'll shut him up forever!"

This moment.

Gu Canghai's hunched figure was bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

It appeared incredibly tall.

As he said.

He's a madman.

A lone warrior who, for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, willingly transforms into a demon and walks alone into the abyss!

however.

Ma Shun was eventually convinced by the scolding.

But the slightly cool thing in his hand was the tiger tally that could mobilize the Divine Machine Battalion.

But it was still held tightly in its hand.

That was his last lifeline.

This is also the last hurdle that Gu Canghai must overcome!

The verbal battle won.

However, military power remains in the hands of others.

In the Ming Dynasty army, which emphasized "procedural justice."

Without the Tiger Tally, the Shenji Battalion's hundreds of heavy cannons still dared not fire recklessly.

What should I do?

Grand Tutor Gu glanced at the tiger tally.

[I glanced again at the knife in my hand... the one I used to cut the watermelon, which still wasn't completely dry—]

[The Emperor Yongle bestowed upon the Son of Heaven's sword!]

【Sudden.】

He gave a strange smile.