Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

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The Jazz used to try to control the number of words, more than two thousand, but not to reach the 2,200 words of the charge unit. I will do this in the future, try to make everyone spend less!

I apologize even more tonight, I'm really sorry everyone!

There were a few stars in the sky, and Fang Wu held a big bow in his hand, staring coldly at a Jurchen who was kneeling at his feet.

"My lord, a minion is a man of Ming, and death is a ghost of Ming!"

Fang Wu didn't look at this flattering face. He tilted his head to look at A Gu who was sitting on the ground, remembering Fang Xing's explanation.

"Hang him with a bowstring! People who want to use them!"

"Boom!"

The big bow fell at his feet, and Fang Wu pointed at Agu and said, "Go, hang him!"

The Jurchen picked up the big bow without hesitation, and walked towards Agu with a grinning grin.

Agu stomped on the ground, desperately trying to hide behind. He paled and said, "No, don't kill me! I would like to be Xinghebo's slave!"

Fang Wu said coldly: "My master does not want foreign minions!"

The former servant, now holding a long lunge, is pressing hard.

The **** of death sang high in the sky, the stars in the sky flickered, and Agu hissed: "The slave is willing to castrate, and is willing to castrate to serve your Majesty..."

Emperor Ming likes to use foreign eunuchs to show his martial arts!

Fang Wu shook his head slightly, he remembered Fang Xing's expression at the time was weird.

heavy?

It seems a bit relieved: "The foreign race is not credible! Go! Hang him!"

The bowstring was wrapped around Agu's neck, and the Jurchen, who couldn't wait to please the new master, twisted the longbow vigorously.

"Gluck..."

When Agu turned into a puddle of mud on the ground, Fang Wu mounted his horse and said softly, "Kill him!"

The Jurchen who had hanged his master himself was holding a longbow in both hands and was about to return it to Fang Wu, but two flintlocks were aimed at him.

"Boom!"

"flag!"

Fang Wu took the banner, looked around at the Jurchens who were kneeling outside, waiting to be dealt with, his heart burst into arrogance.

With a pinch of horse belly, Fang Wu carried the banner and galloped towards the place in the night breeze.

Those Jurchens were like the most obedient slaves, and the whole person greeted the trampling from Daming with that kind of five-body throwing posture.

"Da Ming is mighty!"

The cavalry behind him shouted: "Da Ming is mighty!"

The Jurchens who fell on the ground yelled indiscriminately with various accents, no matter whether they could understand or not.

"Da Ming is mighty!"

The voice spread all the way to the front of the camp, and the soldiers and civilians who were cleaning the battlefield couldn't help but straighten up, waving their fists and shouting.

"Da Ming is mighty!"

The shout reached Fang Xing's big tent, and he turned over in his sleeping bag, and his dream continued.

"Mother is more than 80 years old, so you should do your own work. Son, Minister of State, you must not die."

"In the three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, once this is the case, although there will be regrets of the dragon on the top, and the loss of the fish on the bottom, but living in the remonstrance wall, there is no remedy, and the law should be used. , I mourn with Zhi Wu."

When Emperor Chongzhen was martyred at Meishan with grief, indignation, confusion, and endless regrets, the last loyal ministers of Ming Dynasty bid farewell to the elder empire with death.

When Yongli Emperor Zhu Youlang was hanged by a bowstring

Weiwei Huangming, so far collapsed!

"On the 80th, we will bring allegiance to the people in the seventeenth dynasty of the Taizu. One hundred thousand people are united and committed to death, leaving the Ming Dynasty three hundred miles away."

Then the fishy mutton spread all over China, and China's clothing fell. Since then, the sun and the moon have changed color.

Sinking has become a long-lasting nightmare for this huge country.

Fang Xing opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes cold and stern in the darkness.

"Da Ming is mighty!"

The shouts outside were filled with excitement and pride. This was when Daming was most powerful!

Enemies on the land were forced to pay tribute to surrender. Wherever the fleet that covered the sky and the sun, countless aliens bowed their heads in awe and were startled as gods.

A black figure outside knelt down, "Master, Li Man's family is down, and Meng Brother Timur's family is down!"

"good!"

The shadow left, Fang Xing sat cross-legged on the sleeping bag, squinting and waiting.

...

Li Manzhu no longer cares about his family, he is fleeing hurriedly with Bada.

With the sound of horse hoofs, a hibernating Ussuri viper was startled in the cave, the snake curled up, and then hibernated again.

On this vast prairie, plants have begun to recover, everything is thriving, and the food chain is growing one by one in accordance with the arrangements of God.

Li Manzhu slowly lowered his horse speed, and then said to Buda beside him: "You said...Will Mingren let my family go?"

Borda's eyes were gloomy, staring at the darkness ahead, as if there were countless demons hidden there.

"My lord, Ming people prefer to offer prisoners!"

The horse was panting, and Li Manzhu wanted to rest.

Borda shook his head: "My lord, we must leave here as soon as possible."

Li Man gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I know, Ming people must be worried that we will tell the Tatars about the latest firearms, let's go!"

Borda took a sip of water and shouted, "Drive!"

Li Manzhu took a step slower. He was about to drive the horse, but something swayed at high speed from the corner of his eye.

When he looked again, he found nothing, but heard the faint sound of horseshoes coming from all around.

Li Manzhu's face was pale, he almost couldn't sit still on horseback, and with a mouth, he roared, "Buda..."

Borda has been unable to answer his call.

In front of them were two scouts of the Ming army, flintlocks on their backs, and the crossbows in their hands shimmered in the dark night.

Borda was desperate, and he heard more horseshoes.

"My lord, we are surrounded!"

"Get down and kneel!"

There are some jerky Jurchen things, but Borda still understands it.

"No! No! I'm a female real warrior, I can't surrender..."

Borda drew out the knife, and he said with a resolute expression: "I am Borda, a bright man, dare to me..."

"Whizzing!"

Borda bowed his head in amazement, only the tails of the two crossbow arrows on the chest and lower abdomen were exposed.

"You... are not..."

Puff!

Borda fell, and the two scouts said disdainfully: "Sabi! A barbarian is a barbarian. My uncle has already said that there is no need to pay attention to means to deal with foreign races, the result is the most important!"

Li Manzhu didn't dare to move. Although the Ming army could not be seen in his line of sight, the roar of Buda reminded him.

The Ming Army is all around!

"I wish to drop!"

Li Manzhu got off his horse, raised his hands and knelt and shouted: "The minion is willing to die for Xing He Bo!"

With the sound of horse hooves, he rode out in the dark.

The knife drove the horse and slowly approached Li Manzhu, and said condescendingly: "My name is the knife!"

"No! The minion is willing to... uh!"

The long knife was still sharp, and with a swing of the knife, the remaining blood was dripped off, and then he leaned down on the horse's back and picked up the braid behind the head.

"Let's go back to our lives!"

The sound of horseshoes went away, and the kneeling headless corpse slowly fell down.

In the darkness, several green lights flashed.

The hungry wolf appeared!

Outside the tent~www.NovelMTL.com~ The knife reported: "Master, Li Manzhu and Peda have already come down!"

Fang Xing opened his eyes and got up and went out.

On the mighty plain, the cavalry kept racing back and forth, confining all the men and horses of Jianzhouwei and Jianzhou Zuowei in one place.

The stars in the sky dimmed a little.

Dawn is coming on this fertile soil that has never been developed before!

Sir Dybala says

The last emperor of the Ming Dynasty: Yongli Emperor Zhu Youlang, due to Sun Kewang's betrayal, Jin Wang Li Dingguo was unable to return to heaven, but he still negotiated with the Burmese and demanded the surrender of the Yongli Emperor who had escaped into Burma. But the Burmese finally compromised with Wu Sangui, beheading the emperor Yongli's entourage one by one, tied him together with a chair, and gave him to Wu Sangui's subordinates, and was finally hanged by a bowstring.

Daming is now dead.

And Fang Xing ordered his subordinates to kill Nurhachi's sixth ancestor in the same way: Brother Meng Timur, this is reincarnation, the reincarnation brought by Fang Xing!