Zhu Gaoxu was horrified: Are you really kidding?
He quickly turned to one side, and the long stick came down close to the tip of his nose, and hit his thigh with a 'snap' sound.
"Oh……!"
The force of this stick was so great that Zhu Gaoxu's face was distorted in pain.
Fuck you... Zhu Gaoxu went crazy, exerted all his strength, and slashed directly at Zhu Zhanji with his unedged sword.
"Phew~!"
Extremely fast.
Zhu Zhanji only felt a blur in front of his eyes. Before he could react in the future, the sword was already approaching.
He wanted to use his stick to block, but he had used too much force just now and couldn't withdraw the long stick at all. He could only make evasive movements based on instinct.
However, it was still slow.
The broadsword struck his chest accurately. Even though the broadsword was not sharpened and protected by heavy armor, Zhu Zhanji still felt as if a hole had been opened in his chest.
"Ahh..."
Zhu Zhanji screamed.
The strong inertia acted on his body and he was thrown away. He fell to the ground and rolled six or seven times before he could stop.
The extreme pain made him almost faint. He kept twisting his body and his screams were distorted.
"My baby~!"
The little fat man was so frightened that he hurriedly rushed to the martial arts arena. In desperation, he fell down and squatted on his butt, but he ignored it and continued to rush forward while crawling on the ground.
Li Qing was faster, rushing to Zhu Zhanji's side and pulling him out of the 'battlefield'.
Seeing that there was no blood seeping out of Zhu Zhanji's body, Li Qing immediately shouted to Zhu Di, "Your Majesty, your grandson is fine. You continue."
Zhu Di nodded and continued to fight with the knife.
Fortunately, both sides had severely reduced their numbers, and the remaining cavalry had enough space to escape. Otherwise, Zhu Zhanji would probably be trampled by the horses.
However, he didn't feel comfortable either. Hanhan's knife was not so heavy and it hurt so much that he couldn't bear to die.
"Er smash, how are you?" Little Fatty rolled over and crawled over, his voice trembling.
Zhu Zhanji said hoarsely: "Dad, I feel... I'm about to die."
"Stop acting," Li Qing teased. "The chainmail isn't completely broken, so it won't work?"
"Oh……"
Zhu Zhanji was angry and hurt, his face turned red, he was trembling and speechless: Who is playing the role of a dog, I am really hurt!
Xiaopang lowered his head to look and saw that the chainmail had not been completely broken as Li Qing said. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief and cursed: "You guys are scaring daddy to death."
"Dad, it hurts. It hurts so much." Zhu Zhanji felt extremely aggrieved.
Li Qing said with a smile: "The blow you just gave was not light. If it hit your second uncle on the forehead, it would definitely be much worse than what you are doing now. Your skills are inferior to others, so you can't blame anyone."
"Yes Zhanji, you were so cruel just now, that was your second uncle!" Xiaopang was also a little scared, and then complained.
"I'm the one who got hurt, Dad, why are you turning your elbows outward?" Zhu Zhanji shouted angrily.
"We are all a family, there is no difference between inside and outside." Xiaopang glared at him.
The two dragged Zhu Zhanji away from the 'battlefield' and came to the viewing area. Xiaopang pushed aside his son's clothes. After seeing Zhu Zhanji's injury clearly, he couldn't help but feel distressed again.
There was a bloodstain nearly a foot long on Zhu Zhanji's chest. There was no opening, but many small blood drops appeared. The scar was swollen and purple in color.
The power of that knife was extremely powerful.
Hanhan's sword is not old, but his style remains the same.
"Why am I swollen?" Zhu Zhanji was hurt and hurt so much that he couldn't speak clearly.
"It's swollen." Li Qing nodded, "It's swollen."
"Brother Qing, look quickly to see if there are any injured bones." Xiaopang said anxiously.
Li Qing stretched out his hand to apply pressure, but the pain was so painful that Zhu Zhanji said, "Pig's hand, quick pig's hand."
"Don't worry, the bones are fine." Li Qing said with a smile, "It's not a serious injury. It will heal in a few days."
Zhu Zhanji was furious: "I feel like I'm about to die, and you still say it's not a serious injury?"
"That's how you feel." Li Qing rolled his eyes and hummed, "I don't want you to feel it, I want me to feel it."
"..." Zhu Zhanji was so angry that he felt less pain.
In fact, the injury was not serious in the first place. After the initial pain, as long as you don't touch it, the pain will naturally decrease.
"Go back and put some salt in the warm water. Use the salt water to wipe it. The pain will not be severe in two days, and it will be fully recovered in less than ten days." Li Qing said calmly.
"Hiss~!" Zhu Zhanji was helped by his father to sit on the chair and muttered: "I know."
Li Qing smiled and continued to watch the battle.
After a short delay, the battlefield has come to an end, and the number of men and horses on both sides is less than twenty.
Zhu Di was already a little tired, but he still insisted on charging. As he swung his sword, he 'killed' several people in a row, and even King Zhao was not spared.
At the same time, the brave Zhu Gaoxu also 'killed' several people on Zhu Di's side.
After this round of charge, only the father and son were left on the battlefield.
"Father, you are old." Zhu Gaoxu said proudly, looking very much in need of a beating.
"Good boy." Zhu Di laughed angrily, "Let's see if you can beat me."
As he said that, he stepped forward with a knife and slashed at Zhu Gaoxu.
"Dang Cang~!"
The swords collided, but Zhu Gaoxu didn't move at all, but Zhu Di almost fell off his horse.
"I told you, you are old." Zhu Gaoxu's tone was calm and full of force.
Xiaopang was so angry that he almost cursed his mother. My father is like this, can't you just be a little more accommodating?
But in front of so many people, he couldn't say it clearly, otherwise this military performance would be meaningless.
He is so angry.
Zhu Zhanji was also very angry and wanted to go forward and fight again, first to help his grandfather, but to vent his anger for himself. However, whenever he moved, his face was twisted in pain and he could not straighten his waist.
"Li Qing, come on and give him a good beating."
"I won't go." Li Qing decisively refused.
Zhu Zhanji was so angry, "Dad, look at him."
Xiaopang just smiled bitterly.
"Dang Cang~!"
There was another collision, and the sword in Zhu Di's hand almost flew away, but Zhu Gaoxu still held the old dog steady.
"Father, admit defeat!"
"Fart!" Zhu Di was furious, and his body suddenly gained strength, "Come again."
"Come on, come on!"
Bang bang bang bang...!
The sound of swords clashing was endless, and Zhu Di was no longer sick at all. Every sword strike was so powerful and heavy that it made Zhu Gaoxu's mouth numb.
Zhu Gaoxu and his fellow horses retreated continuously, but Zhu Di struck harder and harder, each blow being heavier than the last.
After seven consecutive blows, Zhu Di shouted loudly:
"Too!"
Buzz~
The broadsword cut through the air and went straight to Zhu Gaoxu's chest.
Zhu Gaoxu reacted very quickly and immediately raised his knife to block.
"clang--!"
The broadsword flew away from his hand, and Zhu Gaoxu was also thrown away and fell to the ground. As soon as he stood up, Zhu Di's broadsword was already pressed against his chest.
Finally lost... Zhu Gaoxu looked dissatisfied and turned away: "I still can't beat you!"
He knows Zhu Di better than Xiaopang. He knows that if he gives in, his father will not be happy if he wins. Even if he gives in, it cannot be obvious.
Fortunately, my father won with hard power.
"Hahaha..." Zhu Di looked up to the sky and smiled wildly.
Li Qing's dantian was filled with anger, and his voice was melodious: "Your Majesty is mighty."
"The Emperor is mighty!"
The soldiers shouted "killed in battle", their voices gradually became unified, and their anger filled the world.
Zhu Di raised his sword and slapped the horse's butt hard. The horse galloped forward in pain.
"drive……!"
Zhu Di galloped on his horse, galloping on the vast martial arts field, galloping amidst the sound of 'The Emperor is mighty'...
After a long time, the war horse slowly stopped, and Zhu Di raised the sword in his hand:
"The Ming army is mighty!"
"Your Majesty...!" The voices of the soldiers became louder.
Zhu Di looked at the shouting red-faced and thick-necked soldiers, at his children and grandchildren, and finally at Li Qing. That look was full of profound meaning.
At the end, look to the sky...
"Danglang~"
The big knife fell to the ground, bounced two inches high and made a buzzing sound.
Zhu Di leaned forward and lay on the horse.
The war horse was too tired and did not move. It just kicked the ground every now and then. Zhu Di lay firmly on the horse's back, as if he was asleep.
brush--!
Everyone's expression changed with horror, their faces full of horror.
"Father...!" The three brothers, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhu Gaosui, realized something and rushed forward filled with sorrow.
Zhu Zhanji also struggled to get up, gritting his teeth, and quickly caught up with each step.
This time, Li Qing did not fight with them and walked behind them.
"Li Qing, come quickly."
"Come quickly, Li Qing."
The three brothers roared, their eyes red.
Li Qing quickened his pace and stepped forward to check, but Zhu Di had no breath at all.
"How is it?" Xiaopang asked tremblingly.
Li Qing lowered his eyes, "The Emperor... passed away."
