Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

The general of the Yuan army pushed aside a short spear with great effort, and led his horse to dodge to the side.

With the help of horsepower, the strength on the short spear is astonishing, even the iron armor is like paper in front of the short spear, let alone a human body of flesh and blood.

"Swish, whoosh, whoosh", short spears were continuously shot from top to bottom, and within a short while, the gathered thousand cavalry soldiers were broken into formation.

I saw a short spear shot from above, and immediately penetrated a Yuan soldier with a man and a horse. The horse neighed, its hooves slowed down, and it knelt down on the ground.

"嗖嗖嗖" was shot by several short guns, nailed to the horse, blood spattered, and the horse lying on the ground panted heavily and died.

After the three rounds of short spears were thrown, the ground was covered with stumps and dead bodies. The whole ground was stained red with blood, and the smell of blood filled the nose and made people sick.

Retracting his bow and holding his gun, Jing Zhou immediately ran towards the general of the Yuan army.

All the Yuan soldiers standing in front of him were shot away by him.

Spears are like tigers, people are like dragons, and the distance of hundreds of meters can be reached in an instant.

"Die!"

The general of the Yuan army was just about to flee when he saw a cold light rushing towards him. He stood upright and blocked it with a "click", and the long lance that took three years to build with good Zhe wood snapped in response. .

After the spear cut off the long lance, it was not blocked at all, and the shining tip of the spear split the body of the general of the Yuan army into two sections.

After killing the general of the Yuan army with one shot, Jing Zhou rushed into the Yuan army's ranks in a blink of an eye.

The tip of the spear picked up a Yuan army, and slammed it forward, and immediately several people were thrown away from the horse, and the dead could not die again.

"Hahaha, the white horse spear is nine feet clear, and I am the father of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!"

Jing Zhou's arrogance rose sharply in his heart, he swung his long spear, and the spear was shot with cold light, and he rampaged through the crowd, with extraordinary power and unstoppable courage, killing dozens of Yuan troops in an instant.

"die!"

With a sharp slash from the spear, the yuan soldier in front was instantly split in half, and his intestines and internal organs fell to the ground.

The fierce spear turned again, cutting the Yuan army on the horse beside him in two quarters.

At this time, the long spear was used as a long knife in Jing Zhou's hands, and he was not weaker than the long knife at all, cutting horizontally and vertically!

The two-foot-plus gun was originally made of mixed black iron, it can be said that there is no resistance to push, it will hurt you if you rub it, and you will die if you touch it.

In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of Yuan soldiers who died under the spear.

The white horse under him was already stained red with blood, and the horse's mane was dripping with hot blood.

As long as the Yuan soldiers next to him escaped quickly, it was okay, but those who escaped slowly even split their horses in half.

Rui Jinqi, who followed behind him, was even more ambitious, turning into fierce tigers one by one, and stopped the Yuan army that was several times his own.

The Yuan army surrounded by Jingzhou was terrified by the long spear, and their eyes were tearing apart, trying to stay away from the long spear. How could there be such a brave figure in this world!

At this moment, he was so happy to kill that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"There are still people on Changbanpo, but Zhao Zilong is missing from Changshan!"

I just don't know what Lu Bu's Fang Tian painted halberd looks like!

Others pushed straight through the crowd, without a single enemy under his command, they pierced through this Yuan army in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the Ming soldiers encircling from behind, Jing Zhou turned his horse's head, raised his gun and charged back.

One man, one gun and one horse, he was in a no-man's land among a group of Yuan troops. He pierced a group of soldiers and horses back and forth three times.

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Three days later, all the officials in Jinling surrendered without reinforcements, and Jinling fell into the hands of Mingjiao.

In October of the same year, with the support of a group of courtiers, Jing Zhou proclaimed himself emperor facing the south, named the country Ming, and established Jinling as its capital.

Zhu Changling won the throne of a country, Zhu Jiuzhen was conferred the title of eldest princess, and all the high-ranking members of Mingjiao, as well as the generals and counselors in the army were rewarded.

Jinling Palace

Although the founding of the Ming Dynasty was not long ago, Jing Zhouque also had to deal with various matters, including reviewing memorials.

Most of them are battle reports from various places, with more victories and fewer losses.

"Your Majesty, there is a woman named Zhao Min outside the palace asking to see you?"

Hearing what the eunuch on duty said, Jing Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and then showed joy, and put down the note: "If you don't go, hurry up and invite someone here! Forget it, I will go in person."

Jing Zhou didn't expect that Zhao Min would come to find him now, so he immediately left the imperial study room and strode out.

Li Dequan quickly trotted all the way, echoing the eunuchs and maids, and keeping up with Jing Zhou: "What are you all doing blankly, hurry up and follow the emperor's steps, it's in vain for our family to spend a lot of time training you, if someone makes a mistake, be careful Your heads! Your Majesty is kind and generous, but as slaves, we cannot break the rules!"

After leaving Zhaowen Hall, turned around Qingqu Garden, and walked several hundred steps forward, Jing Zhou saw Zhao Min who was following the eunuch.

Zhao Min didn't expect that when they met again, he was already wearing a dragon robe and standing on the summit.Enduring the tears rolling in her eyes, she forced a smile and said, "Hey, are you still talking?"

Looking along the sound, I saw Zhao Min holding the Yitian sword, his body was weathered and frosted, and his face was full of tiredness.A pair of eyes stared at him firmly, and there was a light in them.

"I don't know what sentence Mr. Zhao is referring to?"

"You said that if I come, let me be the female prime minister."

"Of course, even if I deceive all the people in the world, I will not deceive Mr. Zhao."

Hearing Jing Zhou's words, Zhao Min wept with joy.

After the battle of Guangmingding, she lost a lot of troops, and her power was restricted by the Seventh Prince.Faced with the Seventh Prince's forced marriage, she finally escaped.

I don't know why, but the figure in her heart can't be forgotten, even if the road ahead is gloomy, she still has to give it a try.

Fortunately, she bet right.

Filled with emotions, Zhao Min couldn't bear it any longer, ran to Jing Zhou, and grabbed him, fearing that he was dreaming, and when he woke up, he would leave.

Jing Zhou patted Zhao Min's pretty back, and exhaled softly in her ear: "Young Master Zhao, don't cry, the eunuchs and maids are watching."

"I know that you have been wronged. Now that you have come to my place, you can rest assured that you will never be wronged again. Even if the sky falls, I will bear it for you."

Jing Zhou's words made Zhao Min's ears itch, and even a masculine aura spread to her nose. Even though she was bold and unrestrained, she had never experienced such a situation.

It's just that Jing Zhou's chest is extraordinarily warm. Even though there is a blush on his shy face, she is still reluctant to let go of this generous chest. Leaning in Jing Zhou's arms, her little daughter said lightly: "You are not allowed to lie to me, now I am But there's nothing left."

"I won't lie to you. Come, I'll give you a gift."

Zhao Min got out of Jing Zhou's arms, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were full of anticipation, and said with a playful smile: "What gift? Can it be compared to the Yitian Sword?"

"It's not as good as it is, what's the matter, Mr. Zhao doesn't want it if it's not a valuable thing?"

"It's beautiful, don't care if it's expensive or not, you gave it away, it's my son's thing!" Zhao Min hammered Jing Zhou's chest a few times, his mouth slightly opened, showing his white teeth, looking like you don't want me I will bite you.

All the eunuchs and maids quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look any further.

"Hahaha, let's go, I'll take you to see the presents."

Jing Zhou took Zhao Min to the imperial study room, and then took out a knife from under the hidden compartment.

Seeing that the knife was dark and inconspicuous, Zhao Min took it and held it in his hand, feeling that it was dark, and flicked it with his fingers again, giving out a crisp name of the knife.

This knife is neither gold nor iron, I don't know if it is made of material, after looking at it for a while, Zhao Min exclaimed: "This is the Dragon Slaying Sword? You want to give it to me?"

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