None of these generals had a violent temper tempered on the battlefield. After thinking about it for a moment, if he was forced into that situation, he immediately jumped up as if his buttocks were on fire.
"I'm fucking my grandma! What a turtle-grandson thing! If that's the case, why don't you put a knife on my neck and chop me off!!"
"A soldier will kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to his ancestors, kneel to the king, and kneel to him as a eunuch?! Is he worthy?"
During the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.
Yuchi Jingde's eyes were on fire and he howled like a plucked chicken.
"His grandfather and ancestors! I can't stand this arrogance! Cheng, please give me a knife to calm down!! Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but kill!"
"Yuchi Laohei, what nonsense are you talking about! I still want you to give me a knife!!"
Cheng Yaojin was no less furious than Yuchi Jingde, with a thundering roar in his throat, and his sanity was already teetering on the edge.
The generals were so angry at the Tianmu video that they turned around and saw His Majesty the Emperor, who was approachable and never put on airs whether in the court or on the battlefield, and suddenly burst out crying.
"Your Majesty, I will never quarrel with you again! I was too disrespectful to you in the past, please punish me!"
"Your Majesty, last time I ate some sweets from your royal kitchen without telling you, I won't do it again next time!"
"His Majesty……"
"His Majesty…………"
Li Shimin's head is full of black lines.
…
The marquee continues to play.
Obviously, Wang Zhen did not convey the Holy Spirit's message, and insisted on going his own way and leading the army out to see him happily.
After the army had walked three miles, Ye Xian's troops suddenly appeared like a pack of wolves. The cavalry rushed into the army and killed everyone they saw!
The 200,000-strong army was starving with empty stomachs. After being tormented by Wang Zhen several times, they had no strength to resist. When attacked, they just scattered and fled.
Wails are everywhere and corpses are everywhere!
The background music became sad.
In the chaos of the battle, no one had time to care about anything else, and no matter who they were, they were of no use.
The camera went around in a circle and finally zoomed in slowly.
Zhang Fu screamed and killed one of the cavalrymen first, but in the next moment he was pierced through the heart by a sharply shot iron arrow. When he was about to fall to the ground, he murmured with his last breath.
"Dad, I'm sorry Daming..."
The Minister of War's body was chopped off with a machete. Before his death, his eyes were wide open and tears of blood were flowing.
"The country is about to fall, your majesty cannot trust sycophants!!"
Then came Wang Zuo, Minister of Household Affairs, Wang Yonghe and Ding Xuan, cabinet ministers, Cao Ding, Zhang Yi and other ministers...
It is difficult for generals to protect themselves on the battlefield, but civil servants are like candles in the wind.
More than fifty elite members of the imperial court were brought to a battlefield where life and death could be unpredictable due to the emperor's insistence. They were defeated like a mountain and most of the elites were lost.
Two hundred thousand troops were destroyed.
Countless monarchs and ministers in front of the screen gritted their teeth and stared at the scenes, feeling a lingering sadness in their chests.
The country is not a country, the king is not a king!
To whom should the ministers be loyal? How should ministers be loyal? !
Hongwu period.
Zhu Yuanzhang vomited a mouthful of bright red blood, blue veins slowly spread along the corners of his eyes, and he stared at the sky.
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!!"
The ministers of the court ignored their grief and hurriedly looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in shock. The imperial doctor hurriedly supported Zhu Yuanzhang as if his buttocks were on fire.
At this time, Emperor Hongwu only felt his ears ringing, and his eyes seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
"The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed..."
"Ha! Hahahahahaha! How could I, the Ming Dynasty, be so virtuous and capable as to bring back the humiliation of the Song Dynasty hundreds of years ago! Zhu Qizhen! What a Zhu Qizhen!!"
Which founding emperor could bear to see the dynasty he had worked so hard for being ruined like this?
If Zhu Qizhen dares to appear in front of Zhu Yuanzhang at this time, there is no guarantee that this emperor whose sanity is on the verge of collapse can tear him alive bite by bite!
Yongle period.
"Wala——!! Wang Zhen——!!"
Zhu Di's furious roar resounded throughout the hall. The emperor roared toward the sky like a lion whose status had been challenged!
"And that bastard from Zhu Qizhen! That's an army of 200,000, and most of the elites in the court! Why doesn't this beast die on his own?!!"
To put it a bit extreme, if the emperor dies, he can be replaced, but if the court is gone, what will happen to the dynasty? !
The eyes of Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji were also moistened with tears.
"Two hundred thousand soldiers...all gone just like that!"
"Why did our Ming Dynasty end up with such a dim-witted emperor?! How could our Ming Dynasty, He De, be so ruined by him!!"
Xuande period.
"Dead...all dead..."
Xuande Emperor Zhu Zhanji's hands trembled, his whole body shivered, and he stared at the screen with blurry eyes.
"Those are all my soldiers and ministers!"
No one was as impressed by the Xuande Dynasty, because for them, the coincidence rate between the characters in the video and the Xuande Dynasty was almost as high as 70%!
Those are them in the future, or their descendants in the future!
In the eyes of his ministers who were either grieved or stunned, Xuande Emperor Zhu Zhanji covered his face and burst into tears.
"I'm sorry for you——!!"
Zhang Fu gritted his back molars, strode to the unconscious Wang Zhen, slapped him hard twice to wake him up, and then pinched his head to make him look at the sky.
"Open your eyes and see clearly! How did those 200,000 soldiers die! These beasts are worthless human lives. You see clearly. Can you bear the hatred of these 200,000 souls?!"
Wang Zhen's eyes widened and he shook his head tremblingly.
"No, no, I don't want to see it, I don't want to see it!! That's not what I did, that's not what I did!"
The big iron palm-like hands restrained him, making him unable to move at all.
This is not enough, this is far from enough! !
There is a Wang Zhen in every time and space. Maybe some have started to do evil, and maybe some have not yet started to do evil.
In the long river of time called Wang Zhen, some were cut off by angry generals, some were cut into pieces by the emperor's own hands, and some were despised by everyone and cooked in hot oil!
But not enough, still not enough!
How could he repay this heinous sin? What would he pay for it with? !
