The general of the Yuan army struggled to open a short spear, and quickly led his horse to the side.
With the help of horse power, the force on the short spear was so amazing that even the iron armor in front of the short spear was like paper, let alone a human body of flesh and blood.
"Swish, swish, swish", short spears continued to shoot from top to bottom. Within a moment, the thousands of cavalry soldiers who had gathered were broken up.
I saw a short spear shot from above, and immediately penetrated a Yuan soldier and his horse. The horse neighed, slowed down its hooves, and fell to its knees.
"Swish, swish, swish", several more short spears were fired, nailed to the horse, blood splattered everywhere, and the horse lying on the ground panting died on the horse.
After three rounds of short spears were thrown, there were corpses with mutilated limbs on the ground. The entire ground was dyed blood red, and the smell of blood was pungent and nauseating.
He drew back his bow and held his spear, stepped back and clamped his horse's belly, and Jing Zhou immediately ran towards the Yuan army general.
All Yuan soldiers standing in front of him were shot away by him.
The gun is like a tiger, the man is like a dragon, and he sprints over a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant.
"Come die!"
The general of the Yuan Army was just about to escape when he saw a flash of cold light rushing towards him. He immediately stepped forward with his sword forward, and with a "click", the long sword that took three years to build with fine eucalyptus wood snapped. .
The spear cut off the long spear without any obstruction, and the bright spear tip split the Yuan Army general's body into two sections.
After killing the Yuan army general with one shot, Jingzhou rushed to the Yuan army in a blink of an eye.
The tip of the spear picked up a Yuan soldier and slammed it forward. Immediately, several people were knocked off their horses and died.
"Hahaha, the white horse and the spear are nine feet clear, and I am the father of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"
Jingzhou's pride surged in his heart, he waved his long spear, the cold light flashed from his head, and he ran rampantly in the crowd. He was extremely powerful and unstoppable, killing dozens of Yuan soldiers in an instant.
"die!"
With a fierce blow from the spear, the Yuan Bing in front was immediately split in half, and his intestines and internal organs fell to the ground with a crash.
The fierce spear turned again, cutting off the Yuan army on horseback in two sections.
At this time, the spear was used as a long knife in Jingzhou's hand, slashing horizontally and vertically, not half weaker than the long knife!
The gun, which is more than two feet long, is originally made of mixed black iron. It can be said that it is indestructible. It will be injured if it is rubbed, and it will die if it is touched.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Yuan soldiers died under the spear.
The white horse under him has also been dyed blood red, and the horse's mane is dripping with hot blood.
As long as the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty are close to him, they can escape quickly, but they can escape so slowly that they can cut the man and his horse in half.
The Ruijin Banners who followed him were even more motivated. They turned into fierce tigers one by one and stopped the Yuan army that was several times their size.
The Yuan soldiers surrounding Jingzhou were frightened by the spears. Their eyes were about to burst, and they fought desperately to get away from the spears. How could there be such a brave person in this world!
At this moment, he was killing so happily that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.
"There are still people on Changbanpo, but Changshan Zhao Zilong is missing!"
I just don’t know what Lu Bu’s Fangtian Painted Halberd looks like!
The crowd of others pushed forward without any enemy, and in the blink of an eye they penetrated this Yuan army.
After looking at the Ming soldiers surrounding them, Jing Zhou turned his horse's head, raised his gun and fought back.
One man, one gun and one horse, he was in a deserted state among a group of Yuan soldiers. He penetrated the group of soldiers and horses three times. By the time the Ming soldiers came around, there were not many Yuan soldiers left on the field.
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Three days later, seeing no reinforcements, a group of Jinling officials opened the city and surrendered. Jinling fell into the hands of the Mingjiao. From then on, everything south of the Yangtze River was recovered.
In October of the same year, Jingzhou, with the support of many ministers, faced south and proclaimed himself emperor. The country was named Ming and its capital was Jinling.
Zhu Changling received a state title, and Zhu Jiuzhen was named the eldest princess. All the senior officials of the Ming Cult, as well as military generals and counselors were awarded the title.
Jinling Palace
Although the Ming Dynasty was founded not long ago, Jing Zhouque still had to deal with various matters, large and small, and review memorials.
Most of them are battle reports from various places, with more wins and fewer losses.
"Your Majesty, there is a woman named Zhao Min outside the palace asking to see you?"
Hearing the words of the eunuch on duty, Jingzhou was stunned for a moment, then he looked happy and put down the note: "Why don't you go and invite someone over quickly! Forget it, I'll go there myself."
Jingzhou didn't expect that Zhao Min would come to see him now, so he immediately left the imperial study and strode outside.
Li Dequan hurriedly jogged all the way, echoing the eunuchs and maids, and keeping up with Jingzhou: "What are you all doing here? Hurry up and keep up with the emperor. It's in vain that our family spends so much time training you. If anyone makes a mistake, please be careful." Your heads! Your Majesty is kind-hearted, but we slaves must not lose our rules!"
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After leaving Zhaowen Hall, turning around Qingqu Garden, and walking several hundred steps forward, Jingzhou saw Zhao Min following the eunuch.
Zhao Min did not expect that when they met again, he would already be wearing a dragon robe, standing on the top of the mountain. Holding back the tears in her eyes, she forced a smile and said, "Hey, are you still talking about what you said?"
Looking along the way, I saw Zhao Min holding the Yitian Sword, with a weathered look and a tired look on his face. A pair of eyes stared at him, with light shining inside.
"I wonder what Mr. Zhao is referring to?"
"You said that if I come, you will let me be the female prime minister."
"It's true. Even if I deceive everyone in the world, I will not deceive Mr. Zhao."
Hearing Jingzhou's words, Zhao Min cried with joy.
Since the battle at Guangmingding, she has lost many men and her power has been restricted by the Seventh Prince. Faced with the seventh prince's forced marriage, she finally escaped.
She doesn't know why, but she can't forget the figure in her heart. Even if the road ahead is gloomy, she still has to give it a try.
Fortunately, she made the right bet.
Unable to hold back his emotions any longer, Zhao Min ran to Jingzhou and grabbed him, fearing that he was dreaming and he would leave when he woke up.
Jing Zhou patted Zhao Min's pretty back and breathed softly into her ear: "Master Zhao, please don't cry. The eunuchs and maids are all watching."
"I know that you have been wronged. Now that you are here with me, you feel at ease. I will never let you be wronged in the slightest again. Even if the sky falls, I will carry it for you."
Jingzhou's words made Zhao Min's ears itch, and a breath unique to men spread into her nose. Even though she was bold and unrestrained, she had never experienced such a battle.
It's just that Jingzhou's chest was extra warm. Even though his face was blushing from embarrassment, he still couldn't bear to let go of his generous chest. She leaned into Jingzhou's arms. Her little daughter said softly: "You can't lie to me. Now I But there’s nothing left.”
"I'm not lying to you. Come, I'll give you a gift."
Zhao Min got out of Jingzhou's arms, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were filled with anticipation, and he said with a playful smile: "What gift? Is it comparable to the Heavenly Sword?"
"It's not comparable. What's the matter? It's not a valuable thing, but Mr. Zhao still doesn't want it?"
"What a beautiful thought. Don't care if it's expensive or not, you gave it away. It belongs to me!" Zhao Min hammered Jingzhou's chest a few times, opened his mouth slightly, and showed his teeth, as if you don't want to give it to me. I'll bite you.
All the eunuchs and maids quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look any further.
"Hahaha, let's go, I'll take you to see the gifts."
Jingzhou took Zhao Min to the imperial study room, and then took out a knife from under the secret compartment.
The knife was dark and inconspicuous. Zhao Min took it over and held it in his hand. He felt the knife was dark. He flicked it with his finger and made a crisp sound.
This knife is neither gold nor iron. I don’t know what material it is made of. After looking at it for a while, Zhao Min exclaimed: "Is this a dragon-slaying sword? You want to give it to me?"
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