Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 135 The Bottom of Kyoto, Yamata no Orochi (6K)

The Japanese slaves roared and came to fight.

They didn't care about the huge red sword with thousands of hilts at all. In the eyes of this group of fanatical Japanese slave warriors, since they have received the favor of God, they are invincible.

These thousands of red giant swords are obviously just a trick to deceive people, they are nothing, as long as they attack with all their strength, they will surely win the battle.

Manyuan Hosokawa was the first to charge forward, and he also saw the thousands of red giant swords volleying in the air behind Zhu Xiongying, he sneered in his heart, and didn't care at all.

"I have long heard that the people of the Ming Dynasty are good at juggling, and seeing it today is as expected."

"Listen to Yu, whoever takes the head of this person, Yu will give him a fief!"

When the reward was announced, the Japanese slaves looked even more fanatical.

In the territory of the Wa Kingdom, especially before the Warring States Period, the social class was extremely solidified.

Clan status is fixed from the moment of birth, what is the origin, no accidents, basically there will be no major changes in this life, unless you become a warrior, make meritorious deeds on the battlefield, get a daimyo reward, and naturally become a nobleman .

After all, in this Japanese country, ordinary Japanese slaves are not even worthy of having a surname.

Zhu Xiongying looked indifferently at the samurai group rushing forward.

"break."

A cold word sounded indifferently on this battlefield, and fell into the ears of every Japanese slave warrior in an instant.

However, before the gang of Japanese slaves realized what this word meant, thousands of scarlet sword lights came fiercely, exploding the void, and the sound burst.

Whoo~!

The sword energy is strong, passing the battlefield like a whirlwind.

Just an instant later, an empty area spanning [-] meters was cleared in the middle of the Japanese slave warrior group. Thousands of Japanese slave warriors lay in a pool of blood, and countless people lost their hands and feet. The bloody head was rolling around on the ground.

The wailing sound of the Japanese slave warrior resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant.

All this happened so suddenly that many Japanese slave warriors didn't realize it, and it was over.

Hosokawa Mitsumoto, the leader of the samurai regiment, was taken aback for a moment. He pulled the reins of the horse abruptly, and looked at the scene of blood flowing into rivers all around him with a dazed expression. As a guardian daimyo, he was naturally charging in the center.

But at this moment, apart from him alone, there was no one in the area of ​​[-] meters around him who could stand, and all of them were lying in a pool of blood.

In just an instant, the battlefield has turned into a purgatory on earth.

Looking at the current battlefield situation, Mitsumoto Hosokawa has a sense of unreality like dreaming.

"Why is this..."

He couldn't believe it, since he and his samurai group had already received the blessing of the Mother Goddess, so they should be invincible.

Mitsumoto Hosokawa subconsciously looked at his younger brother Mitsutoshi Hosokawa, who was appointed by him as the guardian of the Tosa country. At this time, his head was already rolling off the ground, and his headless body was still twitching on the ground, shocking.

This scene frightened Manyuan Hosokawa, he fell off the horse and fell into a pool of blood, his whole body was in a state of embarrassment.

And those warriors charging on both sides were also stunned at the same time, their fanaticism gradually calmed down under the blood of thousands of Japanese slave warriors, and a sense of extreme fear hit their hearts .

No matter how much they had the spirit of Bushido, facing such an irresistible divine power, they still couldn't resist in the slightest. Looking at the lonely figure in the distance, they all trembled with fear and trembling.

"から解复 (withdraw)!"

Mitsumoto Hosokawa withdrew his troops almost subconsciously.

However, at the next moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

Dressed in brocade clothes, black hair leaning against the wind, and a face as delicate as a jade carving, he is so handsome that it is breathtaking.

In the eyes of Mitsumoto Hosokawa, there was a pair of deep eyes that were as bright as stars and as vast as a sea of ​​smoke. Just looking at each other for a moment, Mitsumoto Hosokawa's gaze was dull and he lost consciousness.

"Izanami."

"prayer."

Zhu Xiongying recalled part of Mitsumoto Hosokawa's memory, which is also the reason why he deliberately spared Mitsumoto Hosokawa's life, mainly to find out why these Japanese slave warriors were able to obtain strength.

After all, he had never encountered such a thing in Daming territory. The only time was when the thief God forcibly lowered Zhu Laosi's divine power, and he was counterattacked by the rules.

'It turned out to be so. '

Zhu Xiongying probably understood the logic of this.

Mortals pray, God blesses.

This is in line with the rules.

If there is no step of praying, Wu Tian arbitrarily bestows blessings on these warriors, and he will also be punished by the rules.

As for which god to pray to, it's all the same, whether it's Izanaki, Izanami, or other Amaterasu gods, they are actually "Waten", a multi-faceted, bluntly Create a set of Japanese mythology system.

It's a pity not to be a screenwriter.

From this point of view, Zhu Di is obviously at a loss.

After all, Zhu Lao Si had never worshiped God during the process of Jing Nan, and in the end even the thief God couldn't stand it, forcibly skipping the "prayer" rule, and fighting against the rules to give Zhu Lao Si Xiong a wave .

In this way, atheists are also a loss.

Zhu Xiongying withdrew his gaze and stopped exploring the memory of the little devil in front of him. Hosokawa Mitsuto regained clarity in a moment, and fear filled his eyes.

But before he could open his mouth, a gust of wind passed by, directly splitting his neck.

Hosokawa Mangen stared wide-eyed, desperately covering his neck, trying to press back the gushing hot blood, but holding it was of no use.

With a 'plop', he fell to the ground, and his energy was completely cut off.

And looking at Zhu Xiongying, he has already left the battlefield.

And in this instant, the gate of the city was opened wide, and the Ming army, who had been ready for the harvest, rushed out and rushed towards the Japanese slave warriors who had been forced to stay in place.

Even if it was a head-on fight, this group of Japanese slave warriors could not be the opponent of the Ming army, let alone the liver and gallbladder of the Japanese slave warriors at this moment, it was a massacre without any suspense.

On the city wall, the deputy commander standing next to Ping An was completely bewildered seeing the changes in the battlefield.

Can you still fight like this? !

Before this expedition, he had been serving as the Deputy Commander of Huguang Chengxuandu Commander. Because of his friendship with Ping An, he returned to Beijing to serve as Ping An's Deputy Commander.

This was the first time he had seen His Majesty the emperor show his divine power, and he finally understood the meaning of what Ping An said just now, and finally understood the reason why the chaos in the northern border could be subsided so quickly. .

"An Shuai, Your Majesty has such awesome power, so why should we fight?"

The deputy commander smiled with a relaxed face.

Pingan glanced at the pair of hands beside him, saying, "You think so beautifully."

"Even if your majesty has divine power, it is also your majesty's divine power. Is it possible that you will let your majesty show off every time? How can your majesty be ninety-five years old, how can you take action at will? Then what do you want generals like you and me to do?"

The handsome man was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it, it was indeed the case.

"According to His Majesty's decree, after the conquest of the Japanese, there can't be even a single Japanese slave warrior left in the Japanese country, and I will kill them all."

Ping An's voice was cold and full of killing intent.

"Yes."

Then the two hurriedly got down from the city tower, and went directly to the battlefield with their knives on their shoulders to slash people.

………………

Daming Emperor Capital, Yingtian Mansion.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, the moonlight is melodious.

Singing and dancing, the lights are brightly lit.

On the [-]th floor of Jinling, there is an endless stream of seafood customers, and the seafood sellers are even more gorgeous. They can't wait to perform a fountain trick in public to attract customers.

After all, the sixteenth floor is crowded together, and everyone's business is the same. There are only a few customers, and the competition is naturally fierce.

For both sides of the river, there are three steps, one post, and five steps, one sentry.

I am used to these seafood sales, but when passing the bridges along the Qinhuai River, regardless of whether there are people on the high platform, they will respectfully kneel and salute to the high platform, and then go to taste seafood.

In this way, it has become a subtle rule.

Whoo~!

Zhao Liu, who was about to hoard his monthly salary for several months and spend a lot of money to taste the best seafood, just walked to the door of Zuixian Tower, when he suddenly felt a strong momentum, and he couldn't even stand steadily in an instant.

Suddenly, a strong wind howled.

There were screams and thump thump thump on the river surface. Many boats swaying on the Qinhuai River capsized under the strong wind. In just a few breaths, hundreds of people fell into the water, and the cries for help kept rising and falling.

The imperial guards by the river were also swaying, all bowing their bodies to resist the strong wind.

"Save me, save me...!"

There was a cry for help.

I saw quite a few divas dancing on the open terrace, but this time they really danced, dancing wildly in the strong wind.

The people were in panic, frightened by the sudden gust of wind.

Then it was even more astonishing, the gust of wind was like a knife, it could be seen on all kinds of buildings, but whenever the gust of wind blew, there were wind marks cut out, which looked shocking.

At this moment, on the high platform.

Zhu Xiongying's figure slowly appeared.

He was maintaining the soul-inducing lamp in the Qianqing Palace, but suddenly felt the fluctuation of the tribulation force.

Just casually, those singers who were blown by the strong wind and danced wildly in the air were all in solid shape, and were sent back to the tower. When they saw His Majesty the Emperor appearing on the tower, they quickly knelt down and bowed down.

As for the group of people in the water, there was Long Yingwei who went into the water to save people at the first time, so there was no need to act.

Zhu Xiongying looked at the big cauldron ahead.

The seven-turn Shenyang Pill in the cauldron already has a prototype of the pill, but there are still many pits on the surface.

"Wind Tribulation."

There was a hint of hostility in Zhu Xiongying's eyes.

This thief God wanted to take away Lao Zhu's life one second, and launched a catastrophe against the Qizhuan Shenyang Pill the next second, which was obviously messing up.

However, Zhu Xiongying couldn't think of a good way.

What exactly should I do to hurt this 'Heavenly Steward'.

Thief God can't mess with himself, but Zhu Xiongying can't mess with him, too, which is very annoying.

As far as the current situation is concerned, there is only one way to make this 'Heavenly Steward' suffer, and that is to do something that breaks the rules out of anger and be punished by the power of the rules.

And one thing is also a warning that Zhu Xiongying got from 'Wotian'.

Are there any unruly people in the Ming Dynasty praying to the sky, and then receiving the blessings of the gods, and then gaining powers that are different from ordinary people, causing chaos everywhere?
Such actions hurt human relations, but it is obvious that after being hit by him one after another, this thief has already begun to use unscrupulous methods.

Zhu Xiongying was going to ask Long Yingwei to investigate this matter, and it is better to put down the catastrophe first.

Hand, raised slightly.

In an instant, a ray of golden light rose from Zhu Xiongying's palm.

"Golden Light Curse."

In an instant, with the cauldron as the center, a golden ray of light lit up, instantly covering a range of [-] meters around.

bang bang bang...!
A series of wind blades fell on the golden mask, causing bursts of roar.

However, it cannot cut through the golden light.

Wind is born from wood, and gold overcomes wood.

Familiar with the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint of the five elements, this thief God has nothing to do with the seven-turn Shenyang pill, and furious roars are muffled from the sky.

In fact, this thief also knows that with Zhu Xiongying around, it is basically impossible for him to get rid of the seven-turn Shenyang pill within the normal rules, but he just holds his breath and feels uncomfortable if he doesn't vent a wave.

After all, the thief originally wanted to sneakily kill Lao Zhu, but unexpectedly he was discovered.

Zhu Xiongying did not leave the high platform.

The wind blew all night, and the golden light curse lasted all night.

The next day, the cock crowed.

When the dawn was approaching, the wind calamity slowly dissipated.

The entire Qinhuai River has been destroyed by the wind knife, and there are ruins everywhere.

Especially in the second half of the night, seeing that there was no way for this thief to break through the golden mask, he simply didn't attack the Qizhuan Shenyang Pill, and almost all the wind blades chopped towards the riverside building to vent his anger.

"Decree to the Ministry of Industry to assist the common people in repairing houses, treating injuries and illnesses, and all the silver required will be borne by the imperial court."

Leaving such an imperial edict, Zhu Xiongying's figure is to leave.

The Forbidden City, the top of Fengtian Temple.

A figure, standing alone.

Zhu Xiongying stood at the top of the hall, his robe lifted by the wind, and he stared at the ray of morning light that was about to break in the sky.

He could clearly feel that there was a secret locked in the Forbidden City at all times, to be precise, it was locked in Lao Zhu in the Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace.

The soul-inducing lamp suspended above Lao Zhu, at the moment of dawn, will greatly weaken the power of gathering souls for a moment. This secret is to take away Lao Zhu's soul at this moment.

Once Lao Zhu's soul is taken away by the thief, even if Zhu Xiongying has refined the seven-turn Shenyang pill, he will not be able to save Lao Zhu.

In the sky, the faint starry night has a shallow cloud illusion.

From a distance, it looks like a hideous face.

And Liu Rixin, who was busy in a corner of the Forbidden City, after checking the last eye, suddenly felt a chill in his back, and subconsciously looked up at the sky. When he saw the face shaped by the flowing clouds, his pupils shrank suddenly. .

He has dealt with the sky all his life, and he can feel a deep chill.

His gaze was on His Majesty the Emperor at the top of Fengtian Palace.

"Compete with the sky, become the emperor."

Liu Rixin took a deep breath.

If in the past he doubted that Zhu Xiongying would not be able to conquer the sky, but now, it is man who will conquer the sky.

In Liu Rixin's heart, His Majesty the Emperor is already an unworldly Holy Emperor capable of equalizing the sky and even conquering the sky.

………………

at the same time.

The capital of Japan, Heian-kyo.

The seat of the Muromachi Shogunate, the Imperial Palace of Flowers.

In an exquisite Japanese house surrounded by white cherry blossoms, there is a deliberate female voice that sounds fake.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu, who had just turned 39 years old at the time, was at the age of vigorous energy. He never had a rest all night, and changed four geisha girls before and after, but he just didn't look for problems from himself.

The duration of each one is not long, and the one who stays the longest is just a stick of incense, not including the preparation time. It can be seen that the number one powerful figure in the Japanese country is a proper quick-fire gun.

"Father."

Outside the door, Ashikaga Yoshichi knelt and begged to see him. The young man looked very flustered and worried. After all, he knew that his father was busy, and this would disturb him, and might make his father angry.

"what's up?"

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's voice came out, and he was obviously very upset about Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's interruption during this time period.

Ever since he was inexplicably kicked on the battlefield a few years ago, and he didn't have time to treat him, he found that his time had been greatly shortened.

At the peak of speed, there were only three hits, which is a shame.

"Father, big names from all over the world have sent letters, reporting the appearance of a large Ming army in each branch of the country."

As soon as Ashikaga Yoshimitsu said this, the door was pushed open in an instant. Ashikaga Yoshimitsu kicked away the geisha beside him, and stepped in front of his eldest son with a very serious expression.

"Speak carefully."

Although he was only under the umbrella, he was able to unify the Southern and Northern Dynasties and become the most powerful man in Japan since the samurai family came to power. Ashikaga Mishika is by no means a mediocre person who enjoys pleasure, but a proper hero.

A large group of Ming troops suddenly appeared within the border, but as the No. 1 in real power, I did not receive any news. There must be many abnormalities in this.

"Yes!"

Seeing Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's appearance like this, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu did not dare to hesitate at all, and quickly reported the battle reports submitted by various realms one by one, making Ashikaga Mitsuko's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

He never expected that the situation would become so severe overnight.

In the eight realms of the country, the Ming army actually appeared, and there were quite a few of them. According to the estimates of the battle reports submitted by the big names in each realm, the total number may be more than 300 million.

"A bunch of trash."

"Incompetent bungler."

After listening to the battle report, Ashikaga sank, gnashing his teeth and cursing.

Judging from the information, among the many Ming armies, the one closest to Kyoto is in the neighboring Yamato Kingdom, the former capital of Asuka.

This means that Heiankyo will be attacked at any time.

"Father, there are only [-] samurai in Kyoto at the moment, and it is difficult to resist. What should we do?"

Ashikaga Yoshichi was very flustered. After all, this is more than 300 million Ming troops. Even if one person stepped on it, he could flatten Heian-kyo.

"What are you panicking about?"

Ashikaga Sanshi is indeed a contemporary hero, after a moment of rage, he calmed down.

"The big names from all over the country just falsely reported the number of the Ming army for the purpose of reinforcements. I know these guys very well. According to my estimation, the Ming army has more than [-], which is the limit."

I have to say that Ashikaga Sanshi does have a few brushes. He is worthy of being a hero of the old world, and he can see the real situation clearly in minutes.

"There are two things right now, and you should start doing them immediately."

"One, find out how these Ming troops appeared in our country."

"Second, immediately notify the big names of all countries, and you must not attack without authorization. If the Ming army comes to attack, the small country will retreat, and the big country will defend it. Don't be greedy for a city or a country, and gather troops in the capital."

When Ashikaga Yoshichi heard the words, he got up quickly, bowed and said yes, and quickly turned and left.

I have to say that Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's arrogance is arrogance, and the three strokes are indeed a bit too fast, but this military mind is indeed first-class.

After he learned that the Ming army appeared in the eight major regions, and that important sub-states such as Musashi Kingdom were captured, he was not in a panic, but immediately ordered all countries to protect the daimyo and preserve their strength instead of being defeated one by one.

Then, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu took a deep breath.

He decided that the sudden appearance of the Ming army this time was extremely strange and absolutely impossible to understand with common sense logic.

After all, Daming and Wa are so far apart, and there is still a vast ocean between them.

No matter how fast the ship is, it is impossible to reach the Wa country in such a short time, and it is even more impossible to bypass the coastal defense line and land quietly. After all, this is a six-figure army, and the movement of landing alone can cause a sensation. .

Moreover, they appeared in the eighth border of the country at the same time, and even Hokkaido, which had just immigrated, also had a large Ming army.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu turned and returned to the house, and said "change clothes", the geisha who had been kicked on the ground by Ashikaga Mitsuki just stepped forward, took out a set of robes specially used for sacrifices, and dressed Ashikaga Yoshimitsu neatly.

This is the 'Sunflower Dyeing Robe', a robe that only the emperor can wear when enthroned and offering sacrifices, but in Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's eyes, the emperor is just a little boy, the emperor can wear it, and he can wear it himself.

After a quarter of an hour.

The Hana Palace, the center, is the forbidden area of ​​the palace, except for Ashikaga Yoshimitsu who can enter, not even his son Ashikaga Yoshimitsu can enter half a step.

But anyone who takes half a step will be killed.

This is not a joke. Ashikaga Yoshimitsu had a daughter who was directly doomed to death by Ashikaga Yoshimitsu because she accidentally entered a forbidden area.

There are even more rumors from the outside world that the reason Ashikaga Yoshimitsu was able to coerce the Eight Realms with his own power, suppress dozens of guardian daimyos, and give the samurai shogunate its current status is all because of this forbidden area.

In the eyes of the Japanese people in the Japanese country, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu has a strong mythological color.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu, wearing the 'Sunflower Dyeing Robe' that only the emperor can wear when enthroned or offering sacrifices to ancestors, slowly stepped into the forbidden area accompanied by cherry blossoms.

Walking through the cherry blossom corridor, in front of Ashikaga Yoshimitsu is a small but extremely exquisite small tower temple.

In it, all the gods that can be counted in the Wa country are enshrined, such as Izanaki, Izanami, Amaterasu, etc., all have statues to enshrine.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu walked into the temple, knelt down respectfully and kowtowed.

Then he closed his eyes and prayed devoutly.

In the past, he did this every time he encountered an unsolvable difficulty. After every prayer, he could get what he wanted, get supernatural power, and then unify the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and achieve hegemony.

Time passed bit by bit, after about half a stick of incense.

Ashikaga Yoshimitsu opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes were full of light, shock, and surprise.

"At the bottom of Kyoto, Yamata no Orochi."

　I have been away for the last three days, and the update time may be delayed and unstable in the future. Brothers, forgive me.

　　
　
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