Suo Jing reached out and took out two small sun and moon flags from behind. He took a step forward, raised them high, and then suddenly fell to both sides, as if he had written the character "eight".
When the acting king Zhu Gui saw Suo Jing's movements, he felt alert and quickly looked around.
The most feared thing about the scouts is that they have a secret identity. It is impossible to know who the scouts are, but the scouts are not without people who are above the surface, such as Suo Jing, Fang Chong, etc.
Suo Jing can be said to be the veritable king of scouts, and his actions were probably communicated to the scouts.
But Zhu Gui looked around and saw that there were no loud killing sounds, no shouts of killing Zhentian, and no large numbers of sergeants coming!
Zhu An laughed and said to Zhu Gui: "Your Majesty, this is just Jianwen's bluff. As long as he is killed, the country will change hands!"
Seeing that there were no troops around him, Zhu Gui drew out his saber and raised it high: "Kill Jianwen, I am the emperor, and you are all auxiliaries..."
Bang!
The waist knife fell to the ground. Zhu Gui raised his head and looked at his hand. A blood hole as big as a pigeon egg suddenly appeared at the joint between the forearm and the upper arm. Blood flowed out and stained the nail plate.
The arms hung unnaturally, like broken branches, and the palms fell, hitting the helmet.
The nerves finally sent a signal of pain.
Zhu Gui shouted in shock, and the shrill scream made the charging dead soldiers and slave soldiers tremble involuntarily, and their momentum also slowed down.
The scene began to quiet down.
Only Zhu Gui's miserable screams hit the wall outside Wuying Hall, bringing echoes that seemed like endless wails from hell.
Zhu An just wanted to comfort Zhu Gui, but suddenly, Zhu Gui's screams stopped, leaving only heavy breathing.
The steel knife was picked up again.
Zhu Gui opened his red eyes, raised the steel knife with his left hand, and shouted at Zhu Yunwen: "I'm fine, if Jianwen doesn't die today, you will die without a burial..."
Bang——
A dull sound rang out in the darkness, and a copper-colored light streaked across the night sky, carrying the starlight and flying past.
The light tore through the seemingly tough armor, broke the bones, carried flesh and blood, passed through, and hit the helmet of a dead soldier.
The dead soldier was in a panic. He covered his head when he fell to the ground, his face turned pale with fear.
Zhu An stepped forward, took off the dead soldier's helmet, looked at the oval object nailed to the helmet, and suddenly broke it off. The front end of the oval object was relatively pointed, but it was deformed by the impact.
"What's this?"
Zhu An couldn't recognize it. It seemed to be a piece of copper and iron. But who would hurt someone with such a small piece of copper and iron?
Zhu Gui's arms were disabled.
Hang Kun looked back at Zhu Gui with a very ugly expression on his face.
Zhu Yunwen didn't have thousands of troops at all, but he was still calm. With a simple sentence, he took Zhu Gui's arms!
What kind of magical power is this? !
Zhu Gui burst into tears. Looking at his arms that were hanging unnaturally without any strength, he shouted in pain: "Jianwen, if you have the ability to fight me head-on, how can you use hidden weapons?"
Zhu Yunwen looked at the innocent Zhu Gui, smiled contemptuously and said, "Uncle Dai Wang, I have never taken you seriously. If the person here today is Uncle Yan Wang, I still need to take it seriously, but you , you know you are ranked thirteen, haha, your ranking is too low, what are you fighting for?"
Yang Shiqi and Xie Jin grinned secretly.
Your Majesty, when you say this about King Yan Zhu Di, do you think highly of him or look down on him? If these words reach Zhu Di's ears, will he think:
The Emotional Emperor has always distrusted me. He also guessed that I, Mr. Zhu Laosi, would seek peace from heaven and rebel against me?
However, what the emperor said was right.
Among the vassal kings, the only one who could compete with Zhu Yunwen and the only one who could compete with Zhu Yunwen for prestige was Zhu Di.
Zhu Gui?
A coal mining rich man, why should he be compared with Zhu Yunwen? No matter how chaotic the world is, there will never be a vassal king who digs coal.
I can’t clearly understand my own weight.
If you gather thousands of people and think you are sure of victory, even if you imitate Sima Yi, you can at least see clearly that Zhu Yunwen is not that Cao Shuang, let alone Cao Fang.
Times are different and situations are different. If you dare to copy history after seeing it, you will get killed. .
However, Yang Shiqi and Xie Jin were also very curious as to what kind of hidden weapon injury Zhu Gui had. Suo Jing didn't make a move, Tang Buping didn't even make a move while pushing the shield, and the surrounding guards didn't make a move either. Who could it be?
Surrounded by the rebels of King Zhu Gui, how far does this hidden weapon have to fly before it hurts Zhu Gui?
"It seems to be a firecracker."
Jie Jin heard a dull sound.
Yang Shiqi squinted his eyes and shook his head: "Both you and I have seen fire blunderbuss. They use lead to kill. They are scattered and chaotic, and there is no accuracy. Besides, the fire blunderbuss is not powerful enough to penetrate the human body, but you see , Dai Wang’s arms were punched through, and the joints were broken. Think about the emperor’s previous instructions..."
Jie Jin took a deep breath.
Zhu Yunwen's previous order was to kill King Dai's arms!
Jie Jin suddenly realized, looked at Zhu Yunwen's back with squinted eyes, and whispered: "Maybe there is a new firearm in the Second Artillery Bureau, but we don't know about it."
Yang Shiqi nodded, yes, that must be the case.
Zhu Gui was strong enough and stood up stubbornly: "I can kill you!"
Zhu Yunwen took a step forward, and the guards followed suit. The dead soldiers and slave soldiers of King Zhu Gui were frightened back two steps!
"Uncle Daiwang, you want my life, but have you ever thought about Zhu An, Hang Kun, Zhou Tuo, and Ke Luo? Haha, have you ever thought about it? It would be easy for me to take the king's arms. If What I want is the king’s head, but what about your heads?”
Zhu Yunwen's voice became sharp.
Zhu Gui's face turned pale.
Obviously, Zhu Yunwen can let people hit his arms or joints, and naturally he can hit himself in the head! Look at the power of this piercing bone and flesh, if it falls on the head, it will kill you instantly!
The regret in Zhou Tuo's heart was, why was he so obsessed with rebelling with the King of Dai? Who was Zhu Yunwen? He began to control the Ming Dynasty in his early twenties. In the past eleven years, he not only eliminated one enemy after another, but also opened up new territories. , all foreign wars are victorious, how can such a person be defeated by a small vassal king?
Ke Luo wants to go home, but doesn't want to die. Seeing the king being severely injured by unknown things, and he can't even see any enemies in front of him, how can this forced palace go on?
If Zhu Gui dies, who will be the leader?
Without a leader, there will be no one to clean up the mess, and if there is no one to clean up the mess, that means everyone will die!
Seeing that people were a little distracted, Zhu An quickly shouted: "Jianwen, if you can really take the prince's life at will, then do it. If you can't, you will die!"
Zhu Gui's eyes widened, my good son, screw you, why didn't you say I'd do something to you, can I try this thing?
