My Daming New Empire

As for escaping, he never thought about it. There are hundreds of thousands of troops gathered on the shore alone, and most of the soldiers have muskets in their hands. It is impossible for anyone to escape in this environment.

But for Yamato, for Zong Zhensheng, for all the dead Yamato people, it is worth it.

It was his turn to stand in front of Zhu Zhanji. It was a small mahogany seat placed on a platform half a meter high from where he was standing.

The grandson of the emperor was sitting in a chair, talking to the Japanese scout in front of him.

Hayata Zaemon didn't know his name, but from what Taisun told him, he knew that it was because of his information that a large amount of gold and antiques were seized from Heian Temple.

Just when Taisun reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying that he would apply for a Daming household registration and make him a real Daming person, Saemon Hayata moved.

He had already thought about it, and he had to do it while Taisun was talking to other people, because at this time, his defense was the most negligent.

If he waited until he stood in front of Taisun, then Taisun's attention would be all on himself.

It is said that this great-grandson's skill is also very good, if he is prepared, and there are so many masters around him, he may not be able to succeed.

His stabbing blade was inserted obliquely between his chest and abdomen. With a jerk of his arm, the stabbing blade was held in his own hand. With one step, he had already boarded the platform and was close to Taisun's side. He grinned grinningly. Stabbed out the knife in his hand.

Without a word of nonsense, Hayatazaemon didn't even change his breathing.He has only one purpose, which is to kill the grandson who killed tens of thousands of people in Dongying and stole countless gold, silver and antiques this time.

He also saw the terrified expression of the Japanese scout, but in his field of vision, the grandson seemed to have not reacted yet, and his face was still calm.

This made him a little regretful, and it would be best if he could feel regret and fear before he died.

Then he heard the shouts of the guards, but he didn't feel the blade piercing into the flesh. When he looked down, his right hand was pinched by the grandson's left hand.

What about the power you are proud of?He roared and tried his best, but he felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and the stabbing blade fell to the ground.

He looked at his right hand in horror, the fist he was proud of, now twisted into an irregular mass of flesh and blood, hanging there.

At this time, he could finally hear the voice, and the grandson looked at him with pity, and even laughed. "I didn't expect that someone would actually dare to assassinate..."

The knife is inserted horizontally under the left rib, and the bayonet is inserted obliquely between the chest and abdomen. This is the standard attire of all samurai.

Hayata Zaemon ignored the sharp pain coming from his right hand, and went to pick up the bayonet that fell on the ground.

He didn't draw the knife immediately, because it was a backhand, even if his knife drawing skills were unmatched, it was impossible to draw the knife at this time, because he was too close to this grandson.

However, he heard the grandson's words again. "It's just that you seem to be too weak..."

Taisun's right hand swung over at this time, Hayata Zaemon seemed to hear a loud noise, and then flew up.

His eyes were white, and his mind was buzzing, all of this seemed to be different from what he thought.

Then, his body fell to the ground, but he was unable to move, and the world was dark from then on.

Zhu Zhanji had long been prepared for this crazy nation, but he thought that the assassination would come from the royal family, or from those nobles, but he did not expect to come from the Japanese pirates who had already taken refuge in them.

However, although this Hayata Zaemon is famous, his ability does not seem to be high, which feels a bit misleading.

Although his movements were crisp and quick, but from the moment his body moved, he had already completely judged his movement lines.

Then it is only necessary to seal all his action lines, and it is impossible for him to succeed.

And his strength is too weak, even Yang Zhangde can't match.Wanting to assassinate himself with only this little ability can only be said that he is ignorant and fearless.

"Your Highness..."

"Your Highness..."

"His Royal Highness...save..." Li Liang swallowed half of the words in his mouth. No matter how the scene looked, it didn't look like he needed to be rescued.

The assassin was already lying under the stage, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, but Zhu Zhanji raised his finger as if he had swatted a fly to death.

Li Liang quickly squeezed through the crowd, and handed a piece of white pure cotton cloth to Zhu Zhanji.

Yi Qingzi, Xuan Cheng, and Wang Yan all surrounded them, their eyes still looking around. Seeing this scene, countless soldiers at the scene immediately aimed their guns upward at everyone in the field.

Everyone trembled with fright, and many even peed their pants in fright.

The grandson was assassinated, this is the fate of punishing the nine clans!

Zhu Zhanji wiped his hands and said: "It's all gone, don't make a fuss. It's just a fly. There's no need to lose interest because of him."

Li Liang asked loudly: "Your Highness, how should we deal with this murderer?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and did not speak. A group of generals who jumped off the generals' platform on the right had already surrounded Hayata Zaemon.

Ji Gang squatted down and wanted to check on Hayata Zaemon, but found that it was unnecessary, because his head turned around, and he was already dead and could not die anymore.

"This person is dead."

The crowd was in an uproar.

They only saw that this person wanted to assassinate His Highness, and was hit by His Highness's palm, but they didn't expect this seemingly light palm to kill a master.

Zhuang Jing who was standing next to him was also terribly shocked. He was the most familiar with Hayata Zaemon. He was a man of great force and had almost no rivals among the Japanese pirates. Even he himself could not compare to him.

But seeing that his already useless right hand was crushed half of the bones of his head by His Highness's palm, and his neck bones were directly twisted because they couldn't bear such a strong force. How much strength is needed!

"Your Highness, this person is dead!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "Hang this person on the flagpole, and let him die for three days. In addition...all the Japanese bandit camps will be detained, and they will be used after screening."

The more than 1000 Japanese pirates were in the square not far away, and witnessed the assassination of the grandson by their leader.But Taisun seemed to be blessed by the gods, and with just one palm, the leader with high martial arts skills died.

At this time, they were all frightened and stupid, and they didn't dare to resist at all. They were tied up one by one and escorted to another open space.

Zhu Zhanji doesn't regard this as a big event, but other people are different.Because of the listlessness caused by the hot weather, when this happened, everyone's nerves collapsed to the tightest.

"Your Highness, why don't you cancel the following reception and banquet..." Others didn't dare to persuade, only Wang Yan dared to say a few words.

Zhu Zhanji laughed, waved his arm, pointed at the tens of thousands of troops around him and said with a smile: "If you cancel the ceremony just because of Xiaoxiao's attack, don't you believe in the ability of my tens of thousands of soldiers? Don't you mean that my Emperor Ming The grandson is afraid of the villains in Dongpu? Not only can the ceremony not be cancelled, but it must be more grand!"

When Wang Yan heard this, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Naturally, the ministers will protect His Highness well, and let the Japanese people know that I, Daming, are never afraid of any revenge!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded with a smile, sat back on his throne and said, "Don't worry, it's not that easy to hurt me..."

The interview continued, and the Japanese felt a little relieved when they saw that Zhu Zhanji didn't get angry because of someone's assassination, and took revenge.

But everyone is calculating in their hearts, and I am afraid that they will have to suffer another loss in order to truly appease the anger of His Royal Highness...

And those who know Hayata Zaemon's abilities still feel it's absurd until now that this earth-shattering ruthless person in their eyes was killed by the light palm of His Highness the grandson?

Is this His Royal Highness really still a human being!

Look at his majestic appearance, and then look at Emperor Saimitsu who vomited after seeing the dead body of Hayata Zaemon.Even if the Japanese deceive themselves and others, they have to admit that this grandson is more like a god than his own emperor!