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

Chapter 179 Whoever offends my great Ming will be punished no matter how far away!

"It's hot!"

Alia frowned, she wanted to mobilize the power in her body to suppress the scorching heat rising in her dantian, and to suppress Hongyue.

But after dozens of attempts, it was useless.

Not only was this burning sensation not suppressed, but it became more and more obvious.

Even at this moment, it was difficult for her to stand still, and she could only hold on to the railing beside her to stabilize her figure.

But despite being so uncomfortable, she still didn't say a word to Zhu Xiongying.

She would never believe the man in front of her slandering the Holy Hierarch!
"Why, still don't believe it?"

Zhu Xiongying got up and walked beside Ailiya, overlooking the prosperity of the entire Yingtian Mansion from here, with thousands of lights and hustle and bustle.

Ever since Natsuhara Kichiti of Hubu reported the opening of the curfew and received the emperor's vermilion approval, there was no curfew in Yingtian Mansion, and the night markets everywhere were bustling like never before.

This system has been promoted not only in Yingtian Mansion, but also throughout Daming.

Of course, a city with a curfew must meet one condition, and that is safety.

After all, at night, there are many people making troubles. If the law and order cannot be maintained, opening the curfew is only to provide criminals with a more convenient time.

"At most fifteen minutes, your body will be transformed into blood, and all of it will be integrated into the red moon in Dantian."

"At most half an hour, your soul will be sacrificed, and it will become the whole of the red moon."

Zhu Xiongying yawned big. There was no false word in his two sentences.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Alia, the woman was obviously still insisting.

In other words, in Aliya's subconscious mind, she believed that this was a lie fabricated by Zhu Xiongying to convince herself.

To describe it in the professional terms of later generations, it is: PUA.

"Whether it's true or not, you have your own conclusion."

Zhu Xiongying dropped this sentence, but didn't say anything else.

It's useless to say more, feel it yourself.

Alia has practiced the Red Moon all her life, and whether Zhu Xiongying has tampered with the Red Moon, Alia naturally has a steelyard in her heart.

At least from the current point of view, Aliya can be sure that there is nothing abnormal, because she has not sensed any external power from the red moon.

'Holy Hierarch...'

As the burning sensation in her dantian became more intense, Aliya's faith began to waver.

'master…'

She couldn't help but think of the teacher who raised her, the Bishop of the Red Moon Sect who passed away seven years ago, and was known as the strongest Bishop of the Red Moon Church in history.

'Alia, you are talented, but don't be too busy practicing, remember the teacher's words, you must remember, must, must, must. '

This is the last words left by the teacher to himself.

At that time, Aliya couldn't understand, and thought that the teacher had said the words backwards.

But now it sounds like she has some understanding.

Even, she can now understand the cause of the teacher's death at that time.

As the teacher of the most powerful bishop of Hongyue, no one can kill him except the holy leader, but the teacher suddenly disappeared without even the slightest sign.

When Aliya arrived, the teacher had already disappeared, leaving only this line of writing on the spot.

The holy leader gave herself a chance to regenerate, and the teacher was her reborn parents, raising her, educating her, nurturing her, and giving her everything that belongs to a normal child.

'Holy leader, kill the teacher. '

For some reason, a thought arose in Aliya's mind.

'Impossible, impossible! '

All of a sudden, Aliya hugged her head, and she felt that her whole body was in collapse.

Of these two people, one fears the gods in his heart, and the other is a close relative in his life.

Zhu Xiongying frowned slightly, of course he could sense the change in Alia's mood.

"never mind."

People have their own stories.

It is also difficult for this woman to accept cruelty for a while.

Don't look at this woman's aloof appearance like an ice and snow queen, but she is actually a girl who doesn't care much about world affairs. She has been protected since she was a child, and when she grows up, she will directly ascend to a high position.

"Go to the dream to find your answer."

Zhu Xiongying raised his hand, and the index finger and middle finger merged to point between Aliya's eyebrows.

In an instant, Aliya's dantian was hot and suppressed, and she lost all strength in an instant, and she fell directly into Zhu Xiongying's arms.

"His Majesty."

Zhu Xiongying just picked up Aliya.

A voice came.

Looking subconsciously, just in time to meet Xu Miaojin's eyes, Zhu Xiongying paused for a moment.

'It's not what you think. '

'Do I believe it? '

The tacit understanding between husband and wife was quickly exchanged in mid-air.

Zhu Xiongying put Alia on the sofa of the Xingxingtai, and then quickly walked to Xu Miaojin.

He coughed twice.

"Where did you abduct the foreign woman?"

Xu Miaojin glanced at Alia on the sofa.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, obviously not an oriental woman.

"Queen, you have wronged me."

"The thing is like this, at first I was on the Dayan River battlefield..."

Zhu Xiongying quickly made up a more touching story, only to get Xu Miaojin's eyes.

She didn't know that Zhu Xiongying was back, but she happened to be walking under the Ziwei Hall, and heard a lot of movement above, especially the familiar frequency. As someone who had experienced it, Xu Miaojin immediately thought that Zhu Xiongying had returned.

And, still doing bad things.

"Your Majesty, the sisters are all worried about you."

Xu Miaojin spoke suddenly, and her eye sockets instantly turned red.

For more than half a month, the situation in Ming Dynasty has changed drastically, but the news about Zhu Xiongying is absolutely highly confidential. No one knows where Zhu Xiongying is, and no one knows what Zhu Xiongying's situation is, even the queen Xu Miaojin.

Zhu Xiongying was originally talking about the stories she was proud of, but suddenly her tone stopped, she raised her hand with a smile and wiped Xu Miaojin's cheeks, and hugged her into her arms.

"It's my fault."

"His Majesty…!"

The moment she embraced Xu Miaojin.

There are many voices, all of which resounded at this moment.

Zhu Xiongying looked subconsciously, Xun'er, Cailing, Zhao Ling'er, Banruo, Xiaowu, Xueji and other girls had all arrived, they all came after hearing the news.

As soon as the women raised their heads, they saw the emperor and queen's husband and wife singing together, and they couldn't help being a little shy with envy.

"Forgive me, Your Majesty, we came at the wrong time."

Xun'er, Cailing and other girls saluted one after another, and turned around to leave.

The corners of Zhu Xiongying's mouth raised slightly, and he beckoned to stop the crowd.

"No, you're here just in time."

After a pause, all the girls showed flower-like smiles.

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The land in the northwest, Dayan River battlefield.

Zhu Di stood on his horse, and the ice on the Dayan River had been lifted.

After the rain, the wind subsides, and under the moonlight, the Dayan River flows continuously. Hundreds of pontoon bridges have been erected in a hurry to connect the two sides of the river.

"It's like a dream."

Looking at the battlefield where the dust had already settled, Zhu Di couldn't help feeling that the battle of Dayanhe was like a dream.

He has fought in all his life, and has never fought such a big battle with ups and downs.

Life and death, victory and defeat, are all tied in one thought, which can be changed in an instant.

"Boy, you are lucky."

Sapphire reined in, smiled and patted Zhu Di on the shoulder.

In the current Ming Dynasty, among the generals who have this qualification and the courage to pat Zhu Di on the shoulder with a smile, only Lan Yu is the only one.

"It's a pity that Geng Bingwen couldn't see this scene."

Speaking of Geng Bingwen, Lan Yu's eyes were a little lonely.

There are not many generals left in the early Ming Dynasty.

Even he, Sapphire, had already reached his twilight years, and Sapphire knew in his heart that after the battle with the Timur Empire was over, he might never have to go to the battlefield again.

"When His Majesty left, he did not make clear the order."

"How will the army deal with itself next?"

At this time, Chang Mao also came on horseback and said in a concentrated voice.

Of the tens of millions of troops in the Timur Empire, 80 million people died directly. These were all hacked to death by the Ming army. After all, Zhu Di and Lan Yu had 80 soldiers together, and it was enough for one person to kill one.

However, there are still more than [-] people who surrendered, and there are countless food, grass and military equipment.

Just dealing with these captives and spoils of war is a huge project.

"Store troops at Jiayuguan, ready to go west at any time."

"In addition, all the weapons, food and grass seized in this battle were stockpiled near Jiayuguan."

Zhu Di said in a condensed voice.

"Although His Majesty has not made clear the decree, I am sure that this matter will never stop here."

Sapphire next to her also nodded.

Based on their understanding of His Majesty today, since the Timur Empire has sent troops, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely fight back and completely destroy the Timur Empire.

As the saying goes.

Anyone who offends our great Ming will be punished no matter how far away!

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The capital of the Timurid Empire, Samarkand.

In the royal palace of Bhutan.

All the important ministers of the Timurid Empire, as well as all members of the royal family, gathered in the court hall at this time.

All are, kneeling on the ground.

And above the temple steps, there is a person wearing a moon-red witch robe standing on the left and right, and a sitting man in a moon-red witch robe in the middle. The white beard exposed under the witch robe shows his age. old.

These important ministers and members of the Timur royal family paid homage to the people in the red witch robes for these three months.

Among these royal family members, Timur's lame fourth son, Shah Ru, was frowning secretly.

His intuition told him that something had happened.

As the best of the many sons of the lame man, Shah Ruh is proficient in Chagatai and Arabic, loves literature and art, is good at riding and archery, and has both civil and military skills.

Last year, he was granted the title of Khorasan and stayed in Herat.

This time, he rushed back to the capital because of a call.

He was called at dusk, and after receiving the call, he dared not stay any longer and rushed back to Samarkand at night.

After arriving in the capital city and entering the palace, the first news I received was that the three bishops of the holy city had come to the palace, and one of them was one of the four holy protectors.

Hearing the news, Shah Ru did not dare to delay at all.

Therefore, including the prince Shah Ruh, all the courtiers and royal children went to Fengyue Hall to pay homage.

The so-called four holy protectors are the most powerful first four bishops among the twelve bishops.

After the pilgrimage ceremony that meets the red moon payment is over.

The moon red witch robe sitting in the middle raised the vine-like scepter in his hand slightly, pointing forward.

In an instant, it was directly above Fengyue Hall.

There is a light curtain appearing in nothingness.

From within the light curtain, a plump corpse appeared slowly.

Head, body, separate.

The faces of many courtiers and royal children in the palace changed suddenly when they saw the corpse, and some of them couldn't help but exclaim.

Because this corpse is lame, their Majesty of Bhutan.

The corpse of the cripple who was supposed to be left in Dayanhe appeared in Fengyue Palace for some reason.

When Shaharu saw his father's body, especially those wide open eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Because among the few brothers, only myself, who had a fief, was recalled to the capital, and the others were still in their respective fiefs.

Combine that with the death of the cripple now.

The intention of calling himself back is so obvious.

Without the involvement of the Red Moon Sect, Shaharu would of course be very excited. In the past, he and those brothers fought for the reserve position, and the dog's brains were almost out of control.

But since the appearance of the Red Moon Sect, smart people including Shaharu have discovered something.

Whoever inherits his father's throne is a puppet who inherits the Red Moon Sect.

Shaharu would rather be free and easy in the fief than to be a puppet at the mercy of others.

"By the order of the holy lord, declare the Timurid Empire's new Bhutan as Shahru."

The hoarse voice of the white beard holding a rattan scepter echoed in the hall.

Even though Shaharu was reluctant, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand up at this time. In the eyes of everyone, he walked up the steps of the temple step by step, and finally sat on the former throne of the crippled man.

Suddenly, the sound of worship in the hall sounded.

"The conquest of the Eastern Kingdom cannot be suspended."

"My seat and the two bishops will assist the new Majesty of Bhutan to complete this matter. I also hope that you will work together to achieve great success as soon as possible."

Another sentence.

These people in the temple are all dumbfounded.

The battle has been fought like this, with the loss of 150 million young and strong, and countless food and grass, how can this be fought?
At this moment, a knight in blood-red armor with his face covered by the armor quickly entered Fengyue Hall.

"The third, fourth, and seventh Holy Knights of the Red Moon are on standby."

The voice is like a ghost.

The pupils of all the ministers in the palace shrank sharply. As believers of the Red Moon Sect, they all knew of the existence of the Red Moon Holy Knights. The Red Moon Holy Knights had twelve branches, and they were the direct powers of the Holy Hierarch.

Although there are only a hundred people in each legion, the strength of these one hundred people is enough to break through one hundred thousand million troops!

At this moment, Shaharu, who had just been sitting on the emperor's throne and his buttocks were not yet warm, was completely heartbroken.

When the cripple was in power, the teachings of the Red Moon had been deeply rooted in the Timurid Empire. The words of the national teacher were often more effective than those of Bhutan, but at least the army was still under the control of Bhutan.

And now even the army is completely controlled by the Red Moon Sect.

His so-called Bhutan is more just a decoration on the surface.

Of course, Shaharu knew in his heart that what the Red Moon Sect wanted was a puppet.

If they are disobedient, they don't mind doing it themselves, and then change to an obedient superior.

(End of this chapter)