The movement outside was still going on. From the sounds, they could tell that they were gathering an army or training. Without even thinking, you could tell that they were preparing to invade the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Qizhen was a little panicked. He no longer wanted to be the emperor, let alone become a sinner of the Ming Dynasty, but... he didn't want to die.
He has people who care about him, and people who care about him.
"Sir, what should we do if they use force?" Zhu Qizhen asked nervously.
Li Qing was silent for a moment and said softly: "I really know how to kill you."
Zhu Qizhen looked at him blankly and said dreamily: "I don't want to die."
"Grandpa Qing will recover quickly. It won't hurt. Don't be afraid."
Zhu Qizhen's lips trembled, but without saying anything else, he lowered his head, hugged his knees, and buried them deeply.
Li Qing couldn't bear it and turned his head.
At this time, the curtain was raised, and Mu Zhuoer walked in with the support of the female doctor.
Li Qing looked at Mu Zhuoer, "You want to invade the Ming Dynasty?"
"Yes," Mu Zhuoer nodded, "We cannot miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Just like us back then, if we missed it, it would be a lifetime."
Li Qing was silent for a while and sighed: "You have no chance, listen to me and don't go."
"If you don't try, how will you know?" Mu Zhuoer shook his head slightly, "If you go, you may regret it for several years, if you don't go, you will regret it for hundreds of years. I am the king of Tatar. This time, I cannot listen to you. "
"Those who have no chance, defeat is your only destination." Li Qing said solemnly.
"I have no choice, you know." Mu Zhuoer sighed softly, "In this battle, the deterrence of the Ming army in the past is gone. Unless we fight hard, the warriors of the tribe will never be reconciled and will fight again." Bleed more.”
Mu Zhuoer smiled bitterly: "You understand this, otherwise you wouldn't stay here forever. This is our only chance. If we win, everything will be fine;
Losing the battle can also make the tribal warriors fear the Ming Dynasty again, and thus embark on a path of relative harmony;
In the long run, win or lose, this battle must be fought. "
Li Qing sighed and said no more.
Hearing this, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
The enemy was so good at seizing opportunities that he suddenly felt like an innocent child in front of people of this level.
He had naively thought that although the Ming army suffered some losses in this battle, it was not a big one and could be fully withstood. However, he never expected that the truth behind it would be so deep.
The outcome was already determined, from the moment of defeat.
He looked at Li Qing and finally understood why Li Qing didn't escape.
It turned out that he really wanted to... kill himself.
The female doctor left the camp, and only three people were left.
Mu Zhuoer said: "We will set off in about three days, so you don't have to rush to kill him."
"You know I will kill him, but you still send troops?" Li Qing was surprised.
"I said, I have no choice." Mu Zhuoer said weakly, "Whether you kill him or not, this battle must be fought."
"How about I kill him?" Li Qing said.
Mu Zhuoer shook his head: "If you don't kill him, we will naturally take him to fight and psychologically weaken the Ming army's combat power."
Li Qing sighed softly: "You know, I can do it, and you are destined to not be able to take him away, so you might as well leave him a way to live."
He could do it, but he wouldn't do it if he could.
Zhu Qizhen looked at Mu Zhuoer. He knew that his life was in the hands of this old man.
Mu Zhuoer sighed and said to Zhu Qizhen, "My child, actually I have no grudge against you. For his sake, I would never kill you if I could; óΠъ.oяＧ
But... you are the emperor. You must know that the emperor is not omnipotent. In the same way, I, the king, am the same. "
Mu Zhuoer said: "If you are alive, I have no reason not to let the warriors take you with them. If you die, it will cut off the Tatars' retreat, but it will have the effect of sinking the ship.
So... I'm sorry. "
Zhu Qizhen's face turned pale and he didn't say anything. He knew that he had to die.
When death came, he didn't blame anyone.
If it were Mu Zhuoer, he would also kill him, Zhu Qizhen.
He didn't blame Li Qing either. Li Qing had tried his best to help him survive, and it could be said that he was extremely kind and righteous.
If he really wanted to blame, he could only blame himself, blame him for his eagerness to achieve success, blame him for being arrogant and not paying attention to his enemies.
Zhu Qizhen smiled bitterly: I'm sorry, Xiaoqian, I'm going to break my promise this time, I can't go back.
~
Because of Zhu Qizhen's problem, Li Qing was in a bad mood and lost interest in chatting. Mu Zhuoer felt guilty, so he didn't stay any longer.
After chatting briefly, they stood up and staggered out of the camp.
"Don't be too afraid," Li Qing comforted softly, "Don't worry, I... will take you back to the Ming Dynasty."
"Yes." Zhu Qizhen nodded and endured it again and again, but still couldn't help it, tears burst into his eyes.
There is reluctance to give up life, there is debt to the beloved woman, and there is also the fear of having no face to face the ancestors.
He lost this battle, but he didn't expect that the price would be so heavy.
Zhu Qizhen became very silent. Anyone who was sentenced to death and would be executed in three days would not be happy.
He ate in silence, dazed in silence, and slept in silence, but he couldn't sleep at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, everything in the past was gone.
The heroic appearance of my father, the kindness of my grandma... scenes flashed through my mind.
All the past events from the time I can remember emerge like a slideshow.
His father took him to ride a big horse, Wang Zhen played Cuju with him, Yu Qian taught him how to read and write, rubbed his ears and temples with the woman he loved, and his son was babbling and learning languages...
Do you regret it?
regret!
But what's the use of regret.
Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, sliding down his cheeks and dripping on the mat.
So wet...
Li Qing saw it and felt unhappy in his heart.
Zhu Qizhen was not a foolish king, nor did he do any evil. This was the only time.
If you do something wrong, you will be punished, but...
He had been emperor for fourteen years, but he was only twenty-two years old.
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These three days were too long for Zhu Qizhen, as if he had lived for more than twenty years again, but it was so fast that he had to let go before he could catch anything.
This morning.
Mu Zhuoer didn't come, nor did Totto Polo, but the rugged man came.
"Our Grand Master said, you hand over the Ming Emperor, women, cattle and sheep as you wish." The rugged man said, "This time, we will not be threatened by you again."
Li Qing ignored him, turned around, and helped Zhu Qizhen take care of his robes. He straightened it here and patted it there. Finally, he put his hand on Zhu Qizhen's shoulder and said softly:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, ah~"
Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, clenched his fists, took a deep breath with a trembling body, opened his mouth, but said nothing.
The rugged man wanted to step forward and snatch someone away, but considering Li Qing's outrageous skills, he gave up.
Anyway, the king and the grand master both told him to let Li Qing make his own choice, so he couldn't afford to risk his life.
Even the Ming Emperor dared to kill someone, so killing him was not just a matter of chance.
"Changlang——!"
A cold light flashed, and a sword sealed his throat!
Li Qing's whole process was smooth and smooth, without any hesitation.
"Ho ho ho..."
Zhu Qizhen covered his neck with both hands, and blood flowed out from between his fingers. He opened his mouth wide and could not say anything, as if he was questioning Li Qing:
"Didn't you say it would be quick and painless?"
'thump--! Zhu Qizhen fell to the ground, his mouth closed, and his eyes glanced outside the account, nostalgic for the last flash of light in his life.
He clutched his neck tightly, but he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out.
It seemed like a long time, but also seemed to be very fast. Zhu Qizhen stopped shaking and tilted his head to the side.
The rugged man looked at Li Qing in awe, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward, felt Zhu Qizhen's breath, and then lay on Zhu Qizhen's chest and listened for a while.
It was finally determined that Zhu Qizhen was really dead.
"Somebody come!"
'Cengcengceng...' A group of men rushed in.
The rugged man was about to give orders when he suddenly felt a chill in his neck, then pain. He hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, the king must not be humiliated. This is the rule. We just want to bury the Ming Dynasty's emperor with honor."
"No need," Li Qing said in a cold tone, "Han people follow Han rules. Prepare a coffin."
"Uh... okay." The rough man didn't dare to force himself, so he carefully pushed away the knife on his neck and led the people out of the camp.
Outside the tent.
The army was assembled and the Tatar army was ready to attack.
Tuo Tuo Polo is wearing armor and is full of energy.
Seeing the rugged man approaching, he asked: "How is it?"
"Go back to the Grand Master and die thoroughly."
"Well..." Totto Polo drew out his scimitar and said loudly: "Warriors, the Ming Emperor suddenly died last night. There is no possibility of reconciliation between us and the Ming. We will follow our master to attack the Ming. If we can win once, we can win the second. twice,
Aspire to conquer the Central Plains and restore the Yuan Dynasty. "
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
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