Sky Curtain: The Overlord Charges into Battle, Shocking Emperors of All Dynasties

"I am inferior to him!"

Liu Che was somewhat convinced and sighed.

If he were Zhao Jiu, he probably wouldn't have been able to say those words either.

In Liu Che's mind, the Han Dynasty was the world, and the world was the Han Dynasty. How could the two be separated?

Zhao Jiu gave Liu Che the impression of being a perfect person, someone who truly valued the people and the land of China more than his own dynasty.

"I am inferior to him, and even Li Shimin is inferior to him!!"

"Would Li Shimin say such a thing? Impossible!"

Liu Che turned his head and comforted himself again.

If I can't say such things, how could Li Shimin possibly say them?

Although Li Shimin loved the people even more than him, he couldn't say such things!

A figure slowly appeared in Liu Che's mind, and this figure seemed to match what Zhao Jiu had said.

Zhu Yuanzhang!

During the Hongwu period,

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression was extremely complex, a mixture of joy and displeasure.

This statement directly provided Zhu Yuanzhang with the greatest legitimacy to raise an army and eventually establish the Ming Dynasty.

Because in the end, it was he who restored the country and saved the people, not some little Ming King!

"That statement... is utterly outrageous!!!!"

Zhu Yuanzhang growled in a low voice, suppressing his dissatisfaction.

If it were Zhu Yuanzhang before he became emperor, he would have been very happy to hear this.

But now he has declared himself emperor, he is already the emperor!

Based on this statement, can we then say, "The Ming Dynasty may perish, but the world cannot perish"?

That statement provided the perfect excuse for those with ulterior motives.

I wonder how many people will have inappropriate thoughts because of this statement.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang then realized that if this statement were applied to a chaotic period, especially when there were invasions from foreign tribes, it would be problematic.

It played a very important role!

Zhao Jiu's words made the ministers who had followed him south feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The emperor wanted to stay and resist the Jurchens, and even said things like this, believing that the Jurchens were strong, brave, and invincible, and that they should run away as soon as possible.

Zhao Jiu did not intend for these people to stay and die.

Ministers, members of the imperial family, and their relatives who wish to flee south to avoid disaster can go to Yangzhou and seek Li Gang's assistance.

He himself, facing north, was to meet Jin Wuzhu on Mount Bagong.

A picture slowly unfolded on the sky.

One by one, civil officials in their robes and military generals in their armor converged into a torrent flowing into the sea, surging forward.

These people all had their backs to the sky and were hurrying forward.

Their footsteps were unusually hurried; even from their backs, it was clear they were terrified.

It was as if a raging flood or ferocious beast was lurking behind them, ready to devour them alive at any moment.

As these people walked forward, the scene gradually darkened, the crowd even turning gray, and a sense of oppression permeated the surroundings.

Gray, hopeless, lifeless.

This inexplicable feeling seeped out from the sky and clung to the ancient people standing before it.

Countless people felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, their breathing became heavier, and they felt as if they were really going to die.

A bright red light gradually spread from the end of the crowd.

At first it was faint, then it gradually brightened.

Following the light, the young emperor, dressed in red brocade robes, strode confidently towards the camera.

A red light emanated from him, adding a touch of color to the surrounding area.

The final image freezes.

The young emperor, one hand supporting his hat and the other gripping his sword hilt, stood with his back to the assembled officials, facing forward.

His eyes were resolute, as if he were looking at the northern lands that had been invaded by the Jurchens.

The courtiers all turned south, while the emperor alone turned north.

I will not regret it until the royal court is breached.

"Let those who would be slaves drink freely, and let the dead come with me."

Seeing this incredibly impactful scene, everyone felt goosebumps rise on their skin.

The emperor guards the nation's gate; this is the true meaning of the emperor guarding the nation's gate!

Zhao Jiu could choose to proceed step by step to Jiangnan, where, with the natural barrier of the Yangtze River, he could at least retain half of the country.

Relying on the wealth of Jiangnan, they indulged in pleasure.

This seems to be something that Zhao Ji's son would do.

However, Zhao Jiu chose to head north and confront the Jurchens head-on.

"That's the spirit I've been waiting for!!"

Li Shimin said with great satisfaction, "If I were Zhao Jiu, I would have chosen to do the same."

Without this unwavering resolve, no matter how large the army or how well-equipped, it will crumble at the first touch.

After all, when two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave will prevail.

Without this spirit and drive, you can't win no matter what.

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi had their arms around each other's shoulders, looking very intimate.

The two of them kept praising Zhao Jiu.

How can this kid be so brave?

His bones are as hard as my dragon-patterned staff!

"Big brother, Jiu'er must have won, right?"

Zhao Guangyi was still somewhat uncertain and had little confidence in the outcome of the battle.

"They're definitely going to win, and even if they don't, it'll be a draw!"

"You know, our Jiu'er was eventually called Emperor Shizu of Song!"

"To revitalize our land, who else but Jiu'er?!"

Zhao Kuangyin raised his right hand high, his whole being brimming with excitement.

Fortunately, the Song Dynasty had Zhao Jiu!!

Zhao Kuangyin was now absolutely certain that it must be one of Zhao Jiu's descendants, except for the spendthrift son.

Just like when Zhao Ji appeared in the Northern Song Dynasty, he ruined the country that Jiu'er had recovered!

A jade belt tamed the unruly steed, and from then on, Zhao Jiu had courage and stamina.

Half a duck fed the gold-devouring behemoth, and the Huai River defense line gained its most solid bulwark.

[In the Battle of Bagong Mountain, he decisively defeated Jin Wuzhu; at Yaoshan, he engaged in a battle of archery and killed Wanyan Loushi.]

The backbone of the Song Dynasty has straightened, and its bones have become stronger.

"We won!!!!"

"I knew it! Zhao Jiuguan's family would definitely win in the end!!!"

"Incredible! Yaoshan killed Wanyan Loushi in a duel with arrows!!"

Although people in the Northern Song Dynasty did not know who Wanyan Loushi was, they knew that...

Those who were sent to pursue the Zhao Song emperor must not be ordinary people.

Jin Wuzhu and Wanyan Loushi must have been very powerful.

But Zhao Jiu, the official who defeated them, is even more powerful!

During the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty,

"It matches! It matches perfectly!!!"

"Found him! It must be Zhao Jiuguan!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, quickly go and invite Emperor Zhao Jiu!!!"

The court during Emperor Huizong's reign had completely gone mad.

Whether they were Emperor Huizong's trusted ministers or other ministers,

Their eyes were red as they demanded that Emperor Huizong (Zhao Ji) release Zhao Jiu.

Even officials like Cai Jing and Tong Guan, who were considered treacherous ministers, were now filled with eagerness.

They are villains, but that doesn't mean they want to die!

What if the Jurchens attacked without Zhao Jiuguan?

Emperor Huizong was already annoyed by the clamor of his ministers.

You say you've found them, but tell me who it is?!

Zhao Ji didn't bother to ask any further questions. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the eunuchs to bring all the princes into the palace.

There were even sleeping babies among them.

Emperor Huizong waved his hand in front of him, as if to say:

You can choose for yourselves!

The ministers' eyes darted rapidly among the princes.

In just a few breaths, they found their target.

Despite his advanced age, Cai Jing's body burst forth with astonishing vitality.

Taking three steps at a time, he slid to his knees in a long, sliding motion from a few meters away, until he reached Zhao Gou.

Then he slammed his head down hard, shouting loudly:

"Your subject Cai Jing pays respects to His Majesty Emperor Zhao Jiu!!!"