I, Jiajing, join the Ming Emperor chat group

After paying homage to the martyrs of the Ming Dynasty who died in battle, Zhu Houcong sighed deeply.

But on the shore, Zhu Youjian looked at each other with shock and joy on his face.

This is so cool. Coach, I want to learn this!

For a moment, Zhu Youjian seemed to have seen something.

Now he even wants to follow Zhu Houcong and concentrate on cultivating Taoism. It doesn't matter what emperor he is, he can just give it to Zhu Houcong!
In the Ming Emperor chat group, the whole place was completely silent, and there was no reply for a while.

There is no other reason, just because Zhu Youjian opened the group live broadcast while watching this earth-shaking wave.

Let every group member in the group see the divine power that Zhu Houcong has just displayed.

This scene is simply like a dream.

Everyone knew that Zhu Houcong was very strong, but they didn't expect him to be this strong.

Because of the group live broadcast, naturally there is no feeling of being there in person.

But no matter what, Zhu Di was horrified by Zhu Houcong's methods, and he was even faintly glad that he had not taken action with Zhu Houcong before because of the temple name.

Although he has been in battle for a long time, he is unable to turn around when faced with such a situation.

Thinking of this, Zhu Di couldn't help but take a deep breath and swallowed.

And now the group has exploded.

The various emperors have now exploded, and have begun to have heated discussions about the behavior just now.

There is no other reason.

So shocking.

As it rises and swirls, it feels like a real dragon has come into the world.

This feeling is like a dream.

It's indescribable.

To sum it up, it’s... Coach, I want to learn this!

No matter who it was, they were all amazed and deeply shocked by what Zhu Houcong had just performed.

Even Ming Xiaozong Zhu Youtang, who had always been steady and regarded Confucian scholarship as his norm, was like this and was severely shocked.

"This, is this a way to protect the emperor's nephew?!"

Zhu Youtang was so stunned that he could almost be said to have been shocked out of his eyes!
He never expected that such a situation would appear in front of him.

How to say this?
It can't be fake.

"The "Shangdong Fulong Sutra" is so powerful! In this case, then I am bound to get this spiritual vein! But the points are really insufficient, what should I do? Is there any place in the New World that can provide points? ?!”

After Zhu Houzhao saw Zhu Houcong's methods, he felt like there were countless ants crawling on his body.

Itchy, very itchy.

Please, let me practice too!

I also want to be so handsome and transform myself into a dragon, a real dragon!

Turning your hand to make clouds and turning your hand to make rain, you can destroy an entire fleet in an instant!

Although the strength of this fleet is not very good, it is still a whole fleet after all!

But it cannot be underestimated!
"Father, don't worry about the situation in Nanjing. Just leave it to the civil servants. Let's go north quickly."

Zhu Houzhao did not hesitate, opened his mouth directly, and spoke to his father, Zhu Youtang, with unbearable excitement in his voice. It could be said that he already wanted to spread his wings and come to Zhu Houzhao to see the creator of such miracles in person. .

Although it is not that I have never seen it before, can the previous situation be the same as the current situation?

Hurry up.

Zhu Houzhao has become the urgent king.

Zhu Youtang also took a deep breath, and then said: "Okay, let's go north!"

Although Zhu Youtang has always been stable and respects Confucian culture.

But faced with this situation.

He was also fascinated.

Who doesn't want to become an immortal and an ancestor?
However, Zhu Youtang also knew very well that it would have no effect if he went there directly.

Because the skills have been disclosed to the group, but they have no spiritual veins and cannot practice. Even if they go to Zhu Houcong's side, they will still have difficulty practicing.

but……

After all, this is also a living immortal.

Anyway, even shaking hands would be great!
Suddenly, my heart was racing.

Faced with such a situation, each emperor's thoughts were very different.

Others who were not in the Xianfeng Dynasty were even more stunned.

[Xuanzong and Xuande Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zhanji: What’s going on? The slave trade here has just gotten on the right track, and dragons appear in your place?Is it possible to practice so fast?How many slaves can learn? I am willing to provide 1000 million slaves! 】

[Zong Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu of the Ming Dynasty: Hiss ~ Emperor Jiajing, how terrifying! 】

[Zhu Yijun, Emperor Wanli of Ming Dynasty Shenzong: What happened?I was playing a game just now, why was the group suddenly so lively? 】

Zhu Yijun was a little confused.

He was so addicted to Touhu just now that he couldn't help himself. He didn't pay attention to all the news in the group, so naturally he didn't know what was going on in the group. After he saw the content that was circulating rapidly, he was extremely curious, but he didn't know anything. I don't know, I don't know what happened.

Therefore, he seemed very curious about the current situation.

However, no one replied to Zhu Yijun, and even the two emperors and grandsons whom Zhu Yijun usually trusted the most had completely disappeared and there was no movement.

It can be said that 'the people rebelled against their relatives'.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yijun could only curl his lips.

Forget it if you don't tell him, just keep throwing pot... No, let's play Cuju instead.

After thinking about this, Zhu Yijun went to play again.

When Zhu Yuanzhang, who was holding his baby at home, saw this situation, he was pacing back and forth on the ground excitedly, and even started a new round of process. After pacing, he began to practice immediately.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's view, practicing this is just to strengthen the body and prolong life. Is it possible that it can have much effect?The emperor cannot show off his courage.

But now, Zhu Yuanzhang’s evaluation is.

Those who don’t practice have IQ problems.

The effect of this cultivation technique was dozens of times higher than Zhu Yuanzhang imagined, so much so that Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know what to say.

Practice the skills and rise up!
Although the group members showed off various demonic and ghostly postures, Zhu Houcong still took a deep breath.

His appearance directly shocked the morale of the army.

At least, the soldiers are more fearless and willing to sacrifice their lives for the Ming Dynasty.

Because Zhu Houcong truly explained to the soldiers what it means to be an immortal.So, isn't it true that the souls of the soldiers who died in the Holy War of the Ming Empire entered the Hall of Heroes?
And aren’t the Earth Mountain Gods and Hebo Water Lords conferred by His Majesty the Ming Emperor also true?

In this case, we must take the lead in every battle!

Live as a prince of ten thousand households, die as a ghost!
Zhu Houcong was still very helpless about the soldiers' thoughts.

Although he has certain immortal powers, he can be called a land immortal.

but……

Even land gods rarely have the ability to bring the dead back to life as a group, and this Hall of Heroes was only used by Zhu Houcong to record the heroes who died in battle.

Now that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty had pinned their hopes on it, Zhu Houcong felt a little ashamed.

"Mountain God Hebo..."

Zhu Houcong sighed deeply and could only look for artifacts and treasures related to the undead in the shopping mall, hoping that he could truly fulfill his promise in the future.

And now...

In order to prevent these officers and soldiers from doing any excessive behavior, Zhu Houcong directly issued an order to curb them, saying, "If you intend to kill the dead, entering the Hall of Heroes will be ineffective."

Otherwise, Zhu Houcong was really afraid that someone would deliberately sacrifice his life in order to enter the illusory Hall of Heroes and become the uncle of the land.

If that were the case, he would have lost both his wife and his troops.

Zhu Houcong sighed deeply, feeling that being the emperor was like coaxing a child, and it was too difficult.

What about other emperors?

As soon as he thought about this, Zhu Houcong opened the emperor's chat group and closed it immediately after reading it.

It's okay, these emperors are going crazy inside.

[Emperor Wanshou: There is it in the group file, follow it and practice it yourself.The level of Emperor Taizu's book is also very strong. If you practice it to its peak state, it will not be inferior to my strength here. @all members】

After Aite was completely intact, Zhu Houcong no longer paid attention to the situation in this group.

Zhu Houcong also didn't expect that Zhu Youjian would really figure out the group live broadcast thing. He was self-taught without a teacher!

It's a pity that he was not born at a good time, otherwise Zhu Youjian might have become a big anchor with sales exceeding [-] million per live broadcast, bringing goods every day.

After all, if you don’t buy the goods of Ming Emperor Zhu Youjian, you may have to lay off employees all at once...

After thinking wildly for a while, Zhu Houcong deleted all these thoughts from his mind, then took a deep breath, and then ordered: "Carry out humanitarian treatment as much as possible, rescue those Westerners who fell into the water, and escort them to the execution ground for execution." , there is no need to keep them as slaves, none of them will be kept.”

Zhu Houcong now has sufficient population reserves, and there are many Westerners in the three worlds.

To Zhu Houcong, these foreigners who dared to step into China's territory and participate in the war were completely different from those other Westerners.

Other Westerners still had room for transformation, but these were all hacked to death.

After hearing His Majesty the Emperor's order, the officers and soldiers of the Navy immediately took action.

Regarding this situation, although many officers and soldiers were curious about why they were not drowned in the water directly, but were rescued and then beheaded, for the officers and soldiers, obeying orders was their bounden duty.

The reason why Zhu Houcong did this was to give these guys a hope and then kill it with his own hands.

Let them die twice.

After handling the matter, Zhu Houcong looked at the rough sea water and sat calmly on the deck, waiting for the subsequent events to happen.

The real dragon is in charge, killing Xiaoxiao as much as possible!
……

"It's so scary. Orientals are so weird. This is witchcraft, witchcraft!"

In a warship that was deliberately let go, the British soldiers who survived felt very lucky to each other.

They didn't know that the reason why they were able to escape was because of Zhu Houcong's deliberate actions. They were still feeling extremely lucky that they had survived.

Glad I got my life back.

In addition to them, there were seven or eight other warships carrying about 3000 people who escaped successfully.

The remaining fifteen thousand people were all buried in the depths of the sea.

Even if they don't, Ming Dynasty will provide humanitarian aid, pull them out of the sea, and then execute them.

Letting go of 3000 people and letting them go back to publicize the horrors of Ming Dynasty is enough.

If just a dozen people escape, it may not have such a good effect.

Zhu Houcong wanted to make it known to everyone in the West, rather than letting them think that these guys were insane.

The fleet was cautious all the way and fled back to India timidly.

When they landed in India and set foot on Indian soil, a feeling of sadness and anger emerged from their chests, and then tears flowed uncontrollably.

Many people even cried loudly and looked like crazy people.

Seeing this situation, Lord Argyll of the East India Company even had his brain shut down for a while, not knowing what was going on.

Lord Argyll walked onto the pier and faced the soldiers who had returned from the battlefield in the Far East. He found that their eyes were extremely tired, and a bad idea arose.

The empire won’t lose this time, right?

How can it be!

I could win before, how could I lose now? !
Lord Argyll felt a little ridiculous.

After all, in the previous wars, the Siris people have proved with practical actions that they are a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered and will be eaten by their British at any time.

The reason why it hasn't happened yet is because the cake is too big. Other countries have already set their sights on this cake, and the distance is too far.

But what I didn't expect was that there would be a mistake in helping Siris put down the rebellion this time!

What the hell is going on? !

Thinking of this, Lord Argyll quickly went to find the commander of the ship.

The good news is that among the remaining 3000 people, there is still a brigadier general alive.

In the UK, any brigadier general who serves as deputy division commander or independent brigade commander is a general-level officer; a brigadier general who serves as a brigade commander equivalent to a regiment-level unit is not a general-level officer, but a specially appointed colonel, and his brigadier general rank is with Temporary nature.

And this is a temporary brigadier general. He comes from the British aristocratic Russell family. He is the leader of the Glorious Revolution and a descendant of Admiral Edward Russell. Therefore, he has been temporarily appointed here to prepare for the special appointment. Play to the glory of the Russell family in the Far East battlefield.

But he didn't expect that as a fledgling, he would encounter such a thing.

Brigadier General Russell was still a little shocked.

It was not until he saw the arrival of Lord Argyll that Brigadier General Russell took a deep breath and saluted Argyll.

Argyle returned the greeting politely, and then asked anxiously: "General, what happened on the front line? Was it a defeat? Where is General Parkes?"

"It's a complete defeat. We are the only ones in the entire fleet who are back."

After hearing Argyle's words, Commodore Russell couldn't help but think of his experience that day. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he spoke tremblingly: "Of the 170 seven warships, only eight returned, and one of them was French... It’s terrible, it’s terrible, those Easterners know witchcraft, they know witchcraft!”

Argyle:?

What happened? This general was beaten silly? (End of chapter)