Suddenly fell to the ground, the whole person's hands and feet were broken, and the bones on his shoulders were also broken.

Flying down from the high platform, his face hit the ground first, and countless sand and stones on the ground pierced directly into his head, which suddenly became a blood gourd, and red blood water came out.

He couldn't move.

Only the last consciousness remains, and the conditioned reflex is generally heavy breathing.

His eyes were slightly closed, and until now, the only thing he had left in his consciousness was the face of the 'emperor'.

What a terrible face it was.

Obviously calm, but intimidating.

Obviously his eyes are gentle, but he seems to have infinite murderous opportunities.

Obviously, he speaks slowly, and he is very reasonable, but it is like a life-urging charm.

Countless guards, one by one, leaned over, opened their eyes wide, and surrounded him, all of which were incomprehensible.

They just can't explain it.

This Tatar was still arrogant, but in the blink of an eye, he flew down.

People held their breath and were silent.

After the silence.

Zhang Mao roared: "Kill the king, there is no mercy for killing!" ”

All at once, all the Praetorian guards cheered up.

There was a light in their eyes.

Is this a credit?

Whatever.

So, countless people roared and slashed their swords and stabbed their spears hard.

The abrupt pupils contracted and dilated, and in the unwilling eyes, it seemed to be saying...... Still coming?

Uh......h

Even if he was about to die, Abrupt still let out a sad roar.

In the blink of an eye, countless swords and spears trampled on his flesh, and the severe pain made him faint, but the new pain made him unconscious, and he was awakened by the pain, and then ...... fainting again.

Ultimately......

Died suddenly.

It's almost chopped into puree, the kind that children can't eat.

…………

Fang Jifan looked at the guards under the Temple of Heaven with disdain, looking at these people who were excited, they still wanted to make meritorious contributions like this, they really didn't catch up with the heat.

On the Temple of Heaven, there was silence.

Chiefs, look at me, and I'll look at you.

Those who did not participate in the abrupt rebellion breathed a sigh of relief, but then fear, they bowed down, not knowing what to do.

The ceremonial officer was frightened, and suddenly remembered his duty, pushing the pen, holding the bamboo board in his hand, and continuing to record.

Those who had colluded with the abrupt man, their faces were as pale as ashes, and they had already retreated from among the leaders, and knelt down tremblingly.

Wang Shouren lowered his head, bent down, and picked up the sunglasses on the ground that had just been taken off abruptly.

Sunglasses then obscured his calm eyes.

He sighed.

Wang Shouren mutated again.

It's like Ultraman.

From seeking the Tao to enlightening the Tao, after experiencing countless ups and downs, he realized again.

That's the benefit of being diligent in thinking.

A person who knows how to think, his thinking is endless, he will always climb one peak after another, and standing under the peak, it is like standing on this altar of heaven, looking at the vast number of beings under the peak, Wang Shouren's body, there is no edge, no mercy for the common people, but just a sigh.

Then, on this pair of sunglasses, dozens of leaders were reflected.

He put his hands behind his back and stepped forward: "Fang Cai, aren't there seven or eight other people, why don't you go together?" ”

Seven or eight people fight one, according to rational calculations, there is a chance.

But......

These chiefs who are kneeling on the ground feel that their feet are a little weak, they can't stand up, and they don't want to stand up, so they kneel like this, and feel safe......

Even if there is still a chance to fight hard, in front of the 'emperor', they don't have the slightest idea of wanting to fight, and they all kowtow like pounding garlic: "Ten thousand deaths, don't dare!" ”

"You've missed a great opportunity." Wang Shouren smiled, looking unconcerned: "I can only fight five at a time, and if there are more, I won't be able to bear it." ”

Fang Jifan stood aside, I don't know what demons I have taught, dare to love At this time, you are still insulting the IQ of these Tatars.

The chiefs and chiefs only felt that their souls were scattered, and they cried: "I don't dare anymore, it's this dog thief who is bold and reckless...... We're going to destroy his tribe and get angry for your majesty." ”

The 'Emperor' pursed his lips and smiled, and said amiably: "Swear an oath, it's not early, I'm in a hurry." ”

Alliance...... Vows......

The complicated etiquette begins.

Although everyone's mind is not on this etiquette.

But when the ceremony was over, and dozens of chiefs and chieftains chanted long live the Ming Emperor and the Supreme Great Khan, under the Temple of Heaven, countless officials and guards cheered.

That scene just now really shocked too many people.

Xie Qian and Ma Wensheng showed disbelief.

They could not have imagined that His Majesty could easily pinch a Tatar to death.

If there is an explanation, the only explanation may be...... The Son of Heaven is commanded by Heaven and has his own blessing!

The people cheered, shouting in convincing voices.

The sound of long live broke through the sky.

Fang Jifan let out a long sigh of relief.

At their feet, the leaders knelt for a long time, their eyes changed from timidity to awe, and they looked cautiously at this great tomorrow, the Supreme Khan.

At this time, no one remembered that his blood and bones had anything to do with Genghis Khan.

"It's not early, I'm tired, drive!"

Wang Shouren was unwilling to stay longer, and his task was only to bring this gift to a successful conclusion.

The leaders were still kneeling, and when Wang Shouren took a step, they took a step on their knees, and said one after another: "I am willing to serve the Supreme Khan, and I will die." ”

Wang Shouren glanced back at them: "Those who conspire with the abrupt will go to Datong tomorrow to confess their guilt, and the rest of the people will be waiting here." ”

The leaders didn't have any thoughts, some trembled, and some were convinced: "Yes." ”

Wang Shouren got off the high platform, and Fang Jifan also followed.

Who knows that the ceremonial official, with a bamboo slip and a pen in his hand, will run faster, and maybe His Majesty will have an explanation when he gets off the high platform.

This is a historic moment, and it needs to be recorded, and I may have to talk about it later.

Fang Jifan pushed him aside: "Get out!"

The ceremonial officer wanted to say, what's the matter with you, it's unreasonable, but after glancing at Fang Jifan, if he wanted to reach his mouth, he swallowed it back with interest, with a bit of resentment in his eyes, Fang Jifan was already in a hurry and chased after him.

For Wang Shouren, he came into contact with too many people.

Liu Jin was very clever enough to prepare Luan Jia under the high platform, and shouted in his mouth: "Your Majesty was assassinated, and now you are unwell, civil and military and Zhuwei retreat, don't disturb Your Majesty." ”

Wang Shouren got off the high platform, got into the Luan car, and the carriage and horse immediately set off, without the slightest stop, and hurriedly went to the direction of Datong.

Other people and things.

Now it's not Wang Shouren who can call the shots.

After all, he is a false emperor, and it is best not to make any decisions here.

Even if it was those abrupt comrades, he just let them join Datong to ask for guilt, as for how to deal with it, whether to kill or chop, it was all the business of Emperor Hongzhi.

Now, someone will clean up the chicken feathers in this place.

Luan drove back in a hurry, and soon arrived at Datong.

Along the way, all the entourages were talking.

And the leaders of the various tribes who remained near the Temple of Heaven were silent.

Today...... They finally understood why this Ming always beat the desert every once in a while.

Dare to love this emperor of the Ming Dynasty, one is more ruthless than the other.

It's a very mixed emotion.

But let all the Tatars understand that their time has passed.

It also made countless Jurchens understand that although their time has not yet come, it may never come.

And now...... The only thing to do is how to think, how to be a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, and how to reflect your own value.

Any other delusions will only be as ridiculous as abrupt.

Overnight.

In the whole desert, it seems that a legend has begun to circulate.

In this legend, there is a man called the Supreme Great Khan, he is eight feet long, his eyes are as big as an ox, he is swarthy, one punch can kill ten cows, and the glacier on the top of Qilian Mountain, under his fist, is only broken in one combination.

This god-like man has now become the master of the desert, and in the desert, thousands of living beings are in his thoughts.

…………

And now...... The man had slowly woken up.

Looking at the bed, I was a little confused.

Who am I and where is this? What am I doing?

Before Emperor Hongzhi began to regain his memory.

A smiling face appeared in front of him.

Zhu Houzhao looked at his father and said kindly: "Father, you are awake, why is your father so good and sleeping?" Erchen is worried about dying, it's okay, it's okay...... The father turned the danger into a safe one, and the son was ...... Rejoice. ”

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao silently.

Zhu Houzhao smiled more sincerely.

He instructed: "Xiao Jing, quickly, bring tea to my father." ”

Xiao Jing limped.

In fact, he didn't faint at all.

He didn't dare to go out and tell the truth to outsiders, but he didn't dare to have other thoughts, he pretended to lie on the ground and pretended to be dead, pretending to be dead for more than two hours.

When he heard that Xiao Jing didn't go, he was furious and beat him for half an hour, and now Xiao Jing has begun to hate his father and mother, why do he want to be eunuchs.

What's the use of being a eunuch, after working hard all your life, isn't it still a person's punching bag, and a person who carries a black pot to people?

Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi woke up, Xiao Jing suddenly felt that he had found a backer, cheered up, poured tea, and handed it to Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi was still lying on the couch, his eyes were confused, and then, he was already furious.

This rebel!

Emperor Hongji's anger trembled.

Today...... It's the day of the customs.

I...... I......

was actually ruined by the prince.

This son, is he crazy.

Such a big thing, he is allowed to mess around?

Emperor Hongzhi was silent, sat up, took the teacup, and took a sip of tea, but the anger in his heart was not extinguished, but burned even more vigorously, and it was almost soaring!