"Don't hang this shit tree anymore."

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and faced Zhu Youqian:

"The mountains and mountains of the old Zhu family have to die on the way to kill the enemy!"

"The descendants of the old Zhu family are going to die, and they have to die on the battlefield of the defending home!"

Zhu Youchang raised his head with tears, and his eyes were full of firmness and sharpness.

"Later generations of Zhu Family Zhu Youjian, willing to be the world of Daming, fight !!!"

"Go!"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his right hand, and the dragon robe waved in the wind, pointing directly to the broken city, and said:

"Go to Sun Chuanting, Lu Xiangsheng, and fight with all the soldiers who died for the Daming World, fight side by side, and tell them with the blood of the enemy that Emperor Daming will exist in the soil of Daming forever!"

"yes!"

Zhu You stood up and walked towards the coal mountain step by step.

"etc!"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly drank.

Zhu Youchang turned around, and suddenly a sword shot towards him, and he felt sideways and avoided him. The sword was glory in the sunset!

The word Yongle on the hilt is clearly presented in the eyes of ancient and modern audiences!

Seeing this, Jiang Yi couldn't help but cast the land to the ancestor in his heart.

He also wondered if he had more weapons. I never expected that he would use it here.

However, this is also good.

Zhu Youjian saw the word Yongle, and he couldn't bear to tremble all over his body. It was the sword of his ancestor. It was the sword of Emperor Yongle. I didn't expect him to die, and he could fight with this sword for Daming!

I resolutely pulled out the sharp sword and held it tightly in the palm of my hand.

"Old slave Wang Chengen, vowed to follow the big tomorrow !!!"

Wang Chengen got up and hurriedly chased Zhu Youjian, and found that there was no sword in his hand. He simply picked up two sharp stones with both hands.

As soon as the picture turns, the picture above the coal mountain is fleeting, and it turns into a fire of war.

Li Zicheng led his head to enter the palace and came to the imperial city hall.

"Hahaha, Zhu Youjian, did you not expect that I can come in so soon?"

Li Zicheng was proud. He thought that it would take a lot of effort to enter Yancheng, and he didn't even think that he could succeed. However, he never expected that with the foundation of the people's hearts, everything was so smooth.

"Li Zicheng, dare to fight with me?" Zhu Youjian raised his sword and stepped down the throne step by step.

Li Zicheng's eyes narrowed, and he managed to launch the riverside. What if Zhu Youcha is really a master, what should I do with him and him alone?

Worked hard to make a fight, and was killed alone during the final duel?

What about his picture?

At this moment, several soldiers next to Li Zicheng said: "Killing chickens and slaughtering knives, we will clean up you!"

"Zhu Youjian, you really don't take our people as a person. Today I will avenge my father and brother who is exhausted in the field!"

The three soldiers killed Zhu Youqiang. Zhu Youjian heard that they were the children of farmers. They suddenly lost their war and fell into hesitation.

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was shocked: "You are the emperor of Daming, now they are anti -thief, not your subject!"

Zhu You had a certain color, and the soldiers raised the swords to the soldiers. A soldier chopped his head and chopped him. Zhu You was subconsciously avoided.

These soldiers can follow Li Zicheng and rush to the front. Naturally, the strength cannot be underestimated.

How can Zhu Youjian, who has been staying up late for a long time, can easily kill the enemy?

He could only rely on his own only fighting will to avoid avoiding the opportunity to find opportunities. Soon his left hand hit the enemy's sword. He swisted his sword in his right hand to cut off the soldier, and the soldiers easily hid.

"Left flash, bayonet!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice sounded, and Zhu Youchang listened to his words, and the sword pierced by his right abdomen was avoided. He stabbed a sword, while the soldier had not escaped from the inertia, a sword pierced his

abdomen!

"Low your head, retreat ten steps back!"

Zhu Youjian quickly bowed his head, cut a sword along his neck, and was escaped by him in time. Another sword stabbed at him again.

The sword arrived on the ground, so I barely stabilized the shape.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned after seeing this body function. Although he had already expected that Chongzhen was worried and became ill, he was sick, but he did not expect that he was so weak in his thirties.

Zhu Youjian thought that he was holding the sword of Emperor Yongle, and that the Emperor Hongwu didn't know where to look at himself, how could he easily admit the defeat?

So, gritting his teeth holding the sword with both hands, holding his drooping eyelids and kept opening.

"Left head, wave sword!"

"Stab!"

The sound of the sword broke the armor sounded, and a soldier fell to the ground.

"Squat, bayonet!"

"Right Flash, Flash!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's body was a little anxious to return to the modern world. The speed of Emperor Chongzhen had obviously couldn't keep up, and he had begun to breathe.

Above the hall, he kept panting, and he moved for less than three minutes, but it seemed that ordinary people rushed for a thousand meters, sweating on his forehead.

When Li Zicheng saw him this reaction, he finally cleared his reality, and if he thought that the opportunity of Liwei would not come?

In front of the generals, he killed Zhu Youjian and walked for the heavens. So who would not recognize him?

Although the emperor didn't know what was going on, his strength seemed to be stronger for a while, but he was not a fuel -saving lamp, but for the sake of safety, he had to take a while.

After several rounds of rushing, Zhu You checked his strength and had a lot of energy. He finally killed the three soldiers. Li Zicheng waved his hand and rushed up.

Zhu Youjian no longer had the energy to fight with them, even if Zhu Yuanzhang kept teaching him how to hide and how to flash in his ears, but his speed was completely unable to keep up.

"Oh!"

A soldier pierced his abdomen with a sword. Zhu Youchang gritted his teeth, his mouth was bloody, and he stabbed a sword fiercely to go back, and he defeated the soldier!

There was a sword in his stomach, and his knees were about to kneel, but he used Yongle Sword to support his knees just bending.

He can't fall, he is a big tomorrow!

Li Zicheng's eyes fell on the sword, watching the word "Yongle" above, his eyes suddenly shined!

Could it be the sword passed by Emperor Yongle?

If you can get that sword, wouldn't he better gather the hearts of the world?

At that time, he said that this sword was dug out from somewhere, and then compiled a widow of Yongle Emperor, saying that "Everyone who got this sword, can get a big tomorrow" and other remarks, wouldn't it be added as a tiger?
Chapter completed!