The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 89 Song Xuan and Zhang Wuji
The moment Song Xuan led the Jinling cavalry into the capital city, the war was basically over.

At this moment, there are iron cavalry everywhere in the capital city. In almost every street and alley, cavalry soldiers wearing iron armor can be seen chasing and killing the Ming army.

At this moment, the hearts of countless soldiers of the Ming army collapsed.

Even the elite force of the Five Elements Banner, which was originally founded by the Ming Cult, had no other possibility but to collapse in the face of more than [-] cavalry.

The faces of the five members of the Ming Cult were slumped, and they failed to hold on for even a day by relying on the mighty city of Daducheng. This was a blow to them too much.

"Is this the result you want?"

Zhang Wuji looked at the black torrent pouring into the city, as well as the Ming army fleeing or kneeling and surrendering, his face was slightly angry.

"So many people died, just to fight for breath, is it worth it?"

Wu Sanren's complexion was ugly, the monk sighed, and said: "Master, I will wait for Wu Sanren to find Song Xuan now, as long as he is willing to stop killing wantonly, I will die to apologize!"

Zhang Wuji said disheartenedly: "Let it be with you, you have never really heard what I say!"

The five scattered people were silent, with shame on their faces.

In Dadu City, Song Xuan casually shot a Five Elements Banner soldier's whole body into a puddle of meat, and then glanced at the sixth child beside him.

"Send an order to seal all the city gates, no one is allowed to go out, whether it is the common people or the Ming army!"

"From now on, the whole city is under martial law, and any Ming army who refuses to surrender will be shot to death!"

"Be optimistic about those prisoners of the Yuan army, and those who dare to take the opportunity to harm the people will be executed on the spot!"

The sixth child took the order, and then more than a dozen Tsing Yi guard messengers beside him rode away quickly, conveying Song Xuan's order to each officer.

Soon, on the street, the shouts of the Jinling Army echoed one after another in every street.

"The commander-in-chief has an order to seal the city gate and put martial law in the whole city!"

"Surrender without killing, those who are stubborn will be killed without mercy!"

"From now on, people return home, and no one is allowed to go to the streets!"

"From now on, the whole city will be under martial law, and the city gates will be closed. Only entry and no exit are allowed. Anyone who goes out without authorization will be treated as an enemy!"

"No pedestrians are allowed on the street, or they will be killed!"

"Anyone who takes advantage of the fire to rob and commit crimes will be punished as a traitor and killed!"

The Jinling Army came all the way from south to north, and they already had a wealth of experience in entering the city to stabilize the situation.

Even before Song Xuan's order was issued, the two generals Lan Yu and Xu Da had already issued similar military orders.

Soon, the streets in the city were filled with kneeling surrendered Ming troops, and countless people hid in their rooms, quietly observing the situation outside.

After seeing that the armored Jinling Army did not do anything to harass the people, the people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They don't care who is the emperor in this world, as long as they don't harm the common people, for the common people, who do they worship?
After the order in the city was stabilized, Song Xuan crossed the inner city and came to the imperial city under the escort of a group of Tsingyi guards.

Outside the imperial city, court ladies and eunuchs and others knelt on the ground, welcoming the new lord Song Xuan.

These people were servants of the Mongols before. Before Emperor Yuan Shun fled, he took away some trusted and capable court ladies and eunuchs, and most of these people who were left behind were not very popular.

Later, Zhang Wuji proclaimed himself emperor in Dadu, and they became people of Ming Dynasty.

As a result, within a few days, Song Xuan led the Jinling army to fight in again, and they could only continue to kneel on the ground, waiting for the acceptance of the new master.

This world has changed so fast, at first they still felt dazed and apprehensive, but now, only numbness remains.

At this moment, a messenger soldier in Tsing Yi came on horseback and whispered a few words in the ear of the commander.

"My lord, Zhang Wuji said he wanted to see you, but now he is surrounded by the army, what should he do?"

Not far away, the sixth son rode his horse and said to Song Xuan in a low voice: "After all, this man once called himself emperor, why don't you pretend that you don't know, my son, and let the generals below deal with it?"

Song Xuan shook his head and said, "Let him come over!"

The sixth child withdrew.

Song Xuan raised his head and looked towards the top of a palace in the imperial city in the distance, Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng was standing there, watching him quietly.

Zhang Sanfeng came early.

But he didn't show up for a long time, and sat and watched Song Xuan's army attack the city and completely defeated the Ming army.

The two had a tacit understanding, grand master Zhang Sanfeng would not interfere with Song Xuan's rule of the world, and Song Xuan would not harm Zhang Wuji's life.

"Master!"

Song Xuanyao cupped his fists and bowed.

On the top of the palace, Zhang Sanfeng's figure flashed a few afterimages in the air, and suddenly came in front of him.

"I'm going to be emperor, how do you feel?"

"A little bit excited!" Song Xuan said with a smile: "After all, that is the position of the Son of Heaven, but you, Grand Master, have a disciple who is the emperor's grandson. How do you feel?"

"Haha, you kid, I'm here to ask the old Taoist!"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said: "The old Taoist is so old, and the power is like floating clouds to me. Grand Master only hopes that you can be a good emperor and treat the people better, so I am satisfied."

While the grandfather and grandson were talking, two columns of cavalry rode forward from a distance, and behind the cavalry was Zhang Wuji who looked a little embarrassed.

"Master!"

He knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Sanfeng first, then got up and looked at Song Xuan with a complicated expression.

"Senior Brother, I have caused you trouble!"

Song Xuan smiled lightly, "There is nothing troublesome, nothing troublesome, a battle will make those rebellious Ming troops recognize the reality, and it will also help the follow-up rule."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Wuji, who had already taken off his dragon robe, and said, "You, junior brother, have been a leader and an emperor, what are your plans in the future?"

"I don't know either!" Zhang Wuji said with some melancholy, "Maybe, I will take the spider and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in seclusion."

Song Xuandao: "Don't be so troublesome, go back to Wudang Mountain and stay, Grand Master is getting old, you should spend more time with him on the mountain.

You are also aware of my situation. After becoming the emperor, there will be a lot of things to deal with in the world, and there is no time to worry about Wudang. If you have no objection, you will be the third generation head of Wudang, right? "

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Sanfeng Daoist who was looking up at the sky with a calm expression, and said with a smile: "Grand Master, are you satisfied with my arrangement?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, and said: "Let's forget it! Wuji's temperament is too indecisive, he may not be able to do well as the head of the family, let him be the head, it is purely embarrassing him!
If you can't wait for Qingshu to have an heir, I'll pick a better martial arts aptitude and bring him back to the mountain gate to train. "

(End of this chapter)