Wala.
The cold wind from beyond the frontier made Zhu Qizhen's face hurt.
If it was any other time, dozens of eunuchs would have come over to block the wind.
However, at this moment, the eunuch beside him did not have a good attitude.
"Your Majesty, the Grand Preceptor wants you to go over!"
The other party was arrogant and did not have the slightest respect for the emperor.
Obviously, he had already defected to the enemy.
Zhu Qizhen only had one loyal guard left.
"You."
The Emperor wanted to curse, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
What was the use?
Even if he killed this traitor on the spot, the current situation of being captured would not change at all.
"Bring me there."
The eunuch who had defected to the enemy looked at him disdainfully. He had been so respectful in the past, but now he was so disdainful.
"You're still putting on airs. You have to face reality.”
The yurt where Zhu Qi Town was located was very simple and crude.
Other than the ability to block the wind, the rest of it was old and smelly.
And his identity as the emperor, they were two extremes!
"Bastard!"
After the guard returned with water, he cursed the traitor.
"Humph."
The eunuch who had defected to the enemy sneered and turned to leave.
"Forget it!"
Zhu Qizhen let out a long sigh. He was filled with regret.
Why did he end up like this?
If he didn't have a loyal guard, he would have to squat by the river and hold it in his hands if he wanted to drink water.
"Shameless scoundrel!
I must kill this bastard in the future!"
The loyalty of the guards seemed especially laughable at this moment.
The 500,000 strong army and more than half of the imperial court were all loyal to the Emperor.
However, they were all wiped out in one battle.
Decades of accumulation were destroyed in a single day, and the north, which had been built for nearly a hundred years, was on the verge of collapse.
The Zhu Ming Dynasty welcomed an unprecedented moment of humiliation!
Shortly after, Zhu Qizhen arrived at the Wala Grand Preceptor's tent with complicated thoughts.
As soon as he walked in, he smelled a faint fragrance.
There was no smell of mutton at all.
The area was also very large, and the decorations were completely different from the one he lived in.
"Your Majesty, please do it."
At first, he had bowed to the other party, but now, he was just saying it.
"Haha!"
The surrounding Wala people only burst into laughter.
The dignified Great Ming Emperor had now become their prisoner!
No matter how many times he laughed, it would not be enough!
It was enough for them to brag about it on the grasslands for decades!
The grassland tribes that were defeated by Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di once again looked majestic.
"Today's banquet is specially prepared for Your Majesty.”
Zhu Qizhen looked at the food on the table. He, who had been hungry for a long time, immediately started eating.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
If you don't have anything to do, you'll be a thief.
Zhu Qizhen understood this logic. However, he had not eaten anything proper for a few days. How could he reject the dishes in front of him?
"Haha, Your Majesty is truly a perceptive person.
It's just a small favor. You'll know tomorrow.”
The next day.
Only then did Zhu Qizhen realize the value of this meal.
In the northern defense line, the Wala army had surrounded a small city.
They didn't attack as usual, but pulled Zhu Qizhen out.
"Ming Ren, look who this is!"
The people on the city wall were shocked. It was the emperor!
The soldiers who were originally determined to defend the city panicked.
A month ago, they had the honor of meeting Tian Yan.
After confirming that there was no mistake, the guard general's heart was in a dilemma.
"Open the city gates, or I will kill your emperor!”
The Wala warriors waved their weapons and shouted wantonly.
After a long time, the general forced open the city gate.
It was a simple psychological battle, but it was extremely effective.
They didn't dare to gamble, and they didn't dare to hurt the Emperor.
If Emperor Zhu Qizhen died at the city gate because of them, would they still be alive after that?
However, after the city gate opened.
The Wala army rushed in impatiently.
The leader shouted ferociously," Today, we won't seal the saber!”
"Haha!"
The Wala people who rushed into the city burned, killed, and looted, killing every Ming person who passed by.
He would rob every woman he met!
For a moment, the city was ablaze.
The tragedy of the human world was happening in the city.
There were cries and wails everywhere.
The tied up general stared with tears of blood as he roared at Yexian.
"We have already surrendered. Why, why do we still want to kill wantonly!”
When Ye Xian heard this, he merely looked at Zhu Qizhen and sneered.
"This Grand Preceptor only said that if you surrender, I won't kill the Emperor, but I didn't say that I won't kill you!”
As he spoke, he brought Zhu Qizhen into the city.
"Ah!"
The general shouted angrily, but it was useless.
He was so angry that he smashed his head against the city wall.
Fresh blood flowed, a tragic scene.
Zhu Qizhen did not even dare to look at the corpse. He lowered his head and slowly walked forward.
He knew that all of this was his fault.
Every life lost in the city was related to him.
Black smoke rose in all directions, and the strong burnt smell made Zhu Qizhen cough non-stop.
There was also a strong smell of blood mixed in.
Everywhere he looked, it was a mess, and there were even embarrassing incidents of Wala people on the streets.
The woman cried desperately on the ground, but no one paid attention to her.
Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes and even wanted to cover his ears.
Ever since he was young, he had never yearned for a place to escape like this.
The Wala Grand Preceptor also turned a blind eye to these barbaric acts.
He even watched with interest. He was not a cruel and bloodthirsty person.
He was deliberately indulging the soldiers now, partly because he wanted to completely wipe away the reverence they had for the wise.
On the other hand, it was to stimulate the primitive instincts in their hearts.
After tasting it, there was no turning back.
This way, they could bypass the Datong defense line in the north and attack the capital from the south!
"Tomorrow, go to Tiancheng."
She pursed her lips and said slowly.
At night, Zhu Qizhen was called to the Grand Preceptor's tent again.
What welcomed him was an equally sumptuous banquet.
He didn't eat a single bite and remained silent.
She would only watch first, and the next day, she would bring him back to the old plan.
The city fell, and the bloody massacre began.
Many of the Wala people were excited." This emperor is really useful!”
"Yeah, it's much more energy-saving than us attacking the city!”
For a time, Zhuqi Town became a precious treasure in the eyes of the Wala people.
When people in the military camp saw him, they would smile inexplicably.
Some even asked him what he needed, what he wanted to eat, and what he wanted to drink.
Obviously, they were using it as an excellent siege weapon!
The tribes of the grasslands were originally hesitating whether they should follow them south.
After seeing the blood, they began to look greedily towards the south.
What kind of oil was there at the border of the Ming Dynasty?
The capital was filled with uncountable wealth!
For a time, his plan was successful.
Tribes of all sizes united and formed a mighty alliance army to march south.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were divided into four routes. Liaodong, Xuancheng, Datong, and even Shaanxi and Gansu were attacked at the same time.
The border was in an emergency!
As for Zhu Qizhen, the initiator?
After witnessing the cities being forced and the tragedies of the human world.
He had already become numb to running away from himself.
He even began to feast at the banquet every night.
He, who had given up on himself, sank day by day.
As long as a person threw away his morals and sense of shame, he would have nothing to fear.
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