Chapter 37 Chapter Thirty-Six

The princess raised her head slightly.The red-clothed girls standing around the phoenix chariot stretched out their hands together, and the twelve red curtains on the phoenix chariot fell like chaotic clouds, piled on the ground in layers. When the sun shone into the phoenix chariot, everyone noticed that there was a huge box lying horizontally behind the princess, which was as long as a person, and it was covered with a thick curtain, so they couldn't see what it was. On the east side of the battlefield, Abe's clear eyes became a little dignified. He had heard long ago that Princess Yongle was deeply favored by the emperor, and with the support of the national teacher, she was often able to recruit some weird weapons.In the battle of the East China Sea, the Japanese pirates ignored this point, so they were defeated so thoroughly.

He gently waved his lupine back, signaling the whole army to be on alert. The princess smiled proudly, stood up, and slowly saluted Abe Jingming: "Master Guan Bai." Abe's eyes did not move, he only nodded slightly: "Your Highness." "Does your lord know who I am?" Abe looked at her with clear eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised, and there was a hint of suspicion hidden behind a faint smile. Who is she?What a ridiculous question.Could it be that this woman has been driven crazy by Zhuo Wangsun?Or is there another intention? But he remained calm, and replied calmly: "Your Highness is Princess Daming, and also the wife of Zhuo Wangsun, the commander-in-chief of the Ming Army."

The princess nodded slowly: "Why am I here?" This question was even more inexplicable. Behind the feather fan, Abe Jingming couldn't help laughing: "It must have been ordered by the son-in-law to come to conquer our army." He stopped laughing, waved his feather fan, and pointed at the black army formation behind her: "The army in Pyongyang is coming out in full force, and the princess must have the consciousness to fight to the death." The princess looked at him and said word by word: "Lord Guan Bai, you are wrong." Abe Jingming pointed at Lu Fan obliquely, covered most of his face, and watched him slowly: "Oh?"

She turned around, her eyes swept over the city of Pyongyang, the hunting banners, and the hundred thousand troops. Standing in the eyes of everyone, she said word by word: "I came here to ask all these people to be a witness for me." "Witness that I am here with the one I love, going to hell together!" As soon as these words came out, everyone was startled. Amid the shock of everyone, Abe Jingming seemed to sense that there was an interesting change in this matter. His slender eyebrows were raised, and he said with a half-smile: "Oh? But I remember that His Highness is married, and the person I love It should be only the son-in-law who is right."

The princess sneered, and suddenly pulled back the curtain on the box. Everyone was shocked again. This is a red sandalwood cabinet, with thick dragons carved on the legs of the cabinet. It looks heavy and strong, and it may weigh a thousand catties.At this moment, it was laid down and placed in the center of the phoenix chariot.From the tortoiseshell and phoenix carvings embedded in the cabinet, this cabinet should be a utensil for the princess, and it should be placed in the boudoir to hold the colorful clothes.And at this moment, before the battle of the three armies, the battle is approaching, what does it mean that she brought such a heavy thing here?

In the suspicious eyes of everyone, Zhuo Wangsun's face sank a little bit. He has vaguely realized that he has made a mistake. Before leaving, he allowed her to bring her personal troops, fancy clothes, chariots and horses, and everything she wanted. This was his tolerance, his last tolerance as a king to a woman whose heart was ashamed. He didn't think about checking what was hidden in the phoenix chariot, he didn't bother to think about it. Now, the distance between him and her is hundreds of feet, and even a top expert cannot exert internal force beyond that. His blue sleeves fluttered and fell in the wind, as if he was hesitating in what way to turn this cabinet into ashes in an instant.

But it was too late. The princess had already opened the cabinet door, and a gray-white corpse rolled out. Everyone exclaimed in unison. The corpse seemed to have been drained of every drop of blood, leaving only a pale skin.Under the disheveled long hair, the eyes are deeply sunken, and in the dried up eyes, there is still a fixed resentment that will never rest.The five fingers of both hands were curled up like hooks and stiffened in front of the chest, maintaining a posture of desperately digging.The nails on the fingertips were completely peeled off, but there was no trace of blood on the wound, only withered black scabs.

This is simply not like a person, but a zombie sealed in an ancient tomb by spells. Because of lack of blood, it struggled in the coffin for hundreds of years before dying painfully. All the soldiers present were veterans of many battles, and they were used to seeing blood and stumps. When they saw such a strange corpse, they still couldn't help gasping. But the princess knelt down and gently picked up the corpse, her face was full of love and affection, as if what she embraced was not a hideous corpse, but a priceless treasure. He rested his head on his lap, brushed the messy hair off his face, and exposed his hideous face to the sun.

"This is the person who will live and die with me." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what she was going to say. Suddenly, a person in the crowd began to cry: "It's the prince, it's our prince!" The person beside him was startled for a moment, then seemed to see something clearly, then knelt down sadly, and cried loudly. It spread rapidly, and the Korean ministers knelt down one by one, crying on the ground before the battle. At this moment, this life is not over Gu has already completely dissipated, and the dead body has returned to a young face.

Lord Linhai, the nineteen-year-old crown prince, is also the future of Korea. Now, it has turned into a gray and white corpse. The princess looked up at Zhuo Wangsun fearlessly: "Although I am married to him, my heart has already been given to another person." She lowered her head and looked at the corpse in her arms lovingly: "I thought that I would spend the rest of my life in a cage, but unexpectedly I met him. So, I hid him in the new house and met privately day and night. He treats me very well, no matter what I say, he won't object, no matter what I do, he won't get angry, we are in the new house, we love each other in every possible way, and we are together."

Zhuo Wangsun's face darkened to the extreme. In front of the three armies, the morning wind was blowing, and there seemed to be endless dark clouds flying and gathering behind him.Thousands of miles of eye can not help but be one of the dark. And the other person who was touched was Yang Yizhi.When he saw the white clothes on the corpse, he understood everything. It was the white clothes he was wearing in Sanlian City. He knew that the "other person" in her previous sentence was not the same as the "he" in the following sentence. Mr. Linhai was just an innocent puppet, who became the princess' lover instead of him, and also bore the wrath of Zhuo Wangsun instead. Ever since she met herself in the Peach Blossom Forest, she has lost her whole life. On the Nether Island at the edge of the East China Sea, she also brought red cannons and imperial tiger charms to help him attack the city and defeat the enemy to win the victory. But at this moment, he didn't know what he could do for this poor woman. In full view of everyone, the princess sighed softly: "Unfortunately, this person found out about us, and after that..." She stopped talking, and looked at Zhuo Wangsun with a bit of sadness. The Korean ministers suddenly understood, and then turned their attention to Zhuo Wangsun. No need to think about it, it must be that the princess had an affair with Mr. Linhai, and they had a private meeting in the room behind Zhuo Wangsun's back.After being smashed by Zhuo Wangsun, he became murderous in pain. Everyone's eyes couldn't help being a little complicated.Although, Zhuo Wangsun's anger is justifiable.It is a great shame for any man for a newly married wife to raise a lover in a new house.But the crime of adultery is not fatal.What's more, Mr. Linhai is also a prince.Even if Zhuo Wangsun wants to deal with him, he should at least let the monarchs and ministers of Korea know. What's more, Mr. Linhai's death was so tragic that it was outrageous.Perhaps, only the devil in purgatory knows what kind of torture he suffered before his death. The ministers looked at Zhuo Wangsun with deep helplessness but also resentment. They hated this arrogant man in Tsing Yi.Even if he is invincible in the world, even if he can help them repel the Japanese army and win this war, they will hate it to the bone. Because he has destroyed the future of this country. Zhuo Wangsun looked at the princess, his gaze pierced a hundred feet away. He rode his horse slowly and walked towards her.Every step closer, it seems like a mountain is moving, and the piercing murderous aura is pressing in. But the princess smiled, raised her head, and proudly met his gaze: "Mr. Zhuo, pavilion master, son-in-law... I know you can kill me at any time, but do you have the courage to listen to my last words?" Zhuo Wangsun didn't answer, but still walked towards her.The surrounding fields were silent, only the sound of horseshoes trampling the ground remained.Not one step faster, nor one step slower. The princess stared at him, but gently stroked Mr. Linhai's forehead with both hands, and said softly: "You know? Just now, I still felt very pitiful. "I pretended to be a man of heaven and noble, golden branches and jade leaves, but I was deceived by my father, officials, and the country. As a pawn in exchange for peace, I was sent to the wild country twice. I got married twice, and escaped marriage twice. Even the lowly court ladies in the history books Not as good. "I grew up in a deep palace since I was a child, but I yearned for the legends in the book. I hoped that one day, I would meet my beloved boy under the peach blossom tree. But when I really met him one day, it was just because of a mistake, I was killed by another woman." replaces all. "The person I love doesn't love me. He once told me himself that he never loved me. He said that meeting me was a mistake made by fate. He said that if God came again, he would still not see me more glance. "After running away from marriage twice, I was forced to wear a phoenix crown and Xiapei for the third time, and marry a man I hated. I was humiliated, trampled, and imprisoned by him. And the man I loved, regardless of my begging, regardless of me letting go of everything Dignity begged him, and he resolutely left me. But I could only create a clumsy puppet, and acted out a scene between him and another woman, imagining that it was me. I was deceiving myself and others, and I was so humble. "I am about to die here, buried in a foreign country. When everyone mentions me, they don't bother to mention my name. They will only say that that dissolute and shameless woman has tarnished the reputation of the royal family and the state of the Ming Dynasty. After my death, my The country, my father, and my people will all be ashamed of me, and no one in the world will feel sad for me." Gently, she stopped talking and watched the distance between him and her getting closer. "But, I'm not pitiful." Under the clear sunlight, he smiled, and at that moment, there seemed to be a special power in her smile, and Zhuo Wangsun couldn't help but stop. The distance between the two is less than ten feet.He could want her to live or die at any time. Then why not listen to her? She picked up Lord Linhai's body and stood up slowly.The corpse was a head taller than her, and even though it was held by her, its feet were still dragging on the ground.Compared with her slender figure, the stiff body was so heavy. But she still stood upright. Rolling battle clouds, a hundred thousand troops, and splendid attire all set off her pride.In this life, maybe she is just like a real princess at this moment, noble and graceful, not to be looked at. She looked directly at him quietly: "It's you who are poor." "I still have at least one puppet, which can be used for life and death." "And you?" She lowered her head, stroked that cold and hideous face, and never looked at him again. The extremely light words floated in the air, like an ancient prophecy, predicting an infinitely bleak future: "After winning this war, you will have nothing." After saying this, her body suddenly collapsed. There was a soft hissing sound from the large and solemn dress, and it quickly swelled up.Then, slowly subside.Wisps of liquid seeped out from under the clothes and dripped on the ground.The earth was burned hole after hole.After the juice ran out, the bodies of the princess and Mr. Linhai disappeared, leaving only a few wisps of dry long hair. Corrosion bone powder. The poison has already been taken, and it is only waiting to take effect.No one can save him in time. Even if it is within ten feet, even if the opposite is Zhuo Wangsun. This spoiled, pampered and savage woman chose the most ferocious and tragic way to end her own life. For a moment, everyone was shocked and speechless for a long time. The sky began to darken. There was a trace of anger in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes. She won. As she said, after her death, her country, her father, and her people will all be ashamed of her, and no one in the world will feel sad for her. She who died in disgrace will be expelled from the royal family forever, and therefore, she will no longer have the qualifications of the world.The best result he had planned for this war collapsed in her hands. In order to retaliate against him, she did not hesitate to destroy her last reputation as a woman in full view, and she did not hesitate to lose her reputation and be reviled by thousands of people.She killed herself in the most tragic way, but was buried with the results he was about to reap. If the world is empty, what is the point of this war? He drove the horse slowly and walked up to the princess.Her corpse has turned into blood and disappeared.But that deep-seated hatred seemed to burn him deeply through that piece of land.He bent down, making the hatred closer and sharper to him. He will not allow this war to get out of hand.This is his war, no one can interfere. What he wants will come true! He raised his eyebrows and formed a cold smile: "No, you are still the princess of Ming Dynasty. A hundred years later, the cause of your death mentioned in the history volume will still be that you sacrificed your life for the country, and you will live forever. No one can doubt it." ,because……" He said word by word: "Because no one who saw this scene will be here!" Endless dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the faces of hundreds of thousands of troops outside Pyongyang were filled with horror.The cloud was so thick and weird that it made the sky at noon as gloomy as it was evening.The only thing that stood out was Zhuosun's smile. Zhuo Wangsun suddenly looked back. Abe Jingming shook his body, Zhuo Wangsun fixed his eyes on him and smiled slightly. "Master Guan Bai, are you ready to die?" Abe Jingming was taken aback.Although he had been hostile to Zhuo Wangsun for a long time, Zhuo Wangsun has always supported his troops. Except for the battle of Pyongyang and the battle of Byejeon, he almost tried his best to avoid conflicts with Japanese soldiers and try his best to negotiate peace. Why did you say this suddenly? These cold words were like a cluster of fire, igniting the seeds that King Wuyue had planted in his heart. Is there a third person? Can the great Kingdom of the Rising Sun be defeated by a third person, do you disdain to regard us as opponents?The majestic teacher of evil spirits in the Warring States Period, the invincible army that swept across Goryeo, is it really so neglected? Abe Jingming couldn't help showing a sneer on his face. "Mr. Zhuo, haven't you been supporting the third person? Why, are you finally willing to make a move?" Shaking the feather fan lightly, he smiled at the angry but calm Demon King: "Have you finally discovered that the so-called third person does not exist?" "I just don't know, are you worthy of being the opponent of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun?" Zhuo Wangsun looked up at the sky. "Very well, I like those who dare to die peacefully." He raised his hand, and a burst of energy like a mad dragon exploded, striking towards the sky.The dense and gloomy clouds are almost condensed on the top of the head, connecting with the green mountains in the distance, and it looks like a deep seabed.Zhuo Wangsun's palm actually rolled up a huge tornado, pulling dark clouds all over the sky, and it exploded! Suddenly, a bright lightning flashed out of the dense cloud, there was a loud crackling noise, and the huge thunder almost exploded the dark cloud. There was a muffled sound in the city of Pyongyang. It was a huge chariot, making a deep sound as it dragged the ground. Abe's face changed. The red-clothed cannon was the sharp weapon relied on by the Ming Dynasty to break through the city of Pyongyang and fight against the Japanese army.No matter how powerful the Japanese army's attack power is, they still feel powerless in the face of such huge iron cannons.Although Abe Jingming also prepared 300 giant cannons for the purpose of attacking the city and breaking the formation, but compared with these cannons, it still feels insignificant. But his face just changed, and the feather fan was slowly raised. "Soil change!" Following his orders, the Japanese army changed its formation and divided into a series of neat squads, like long snakes.Suddenly, all Japanese soldiers disappeared from the ground. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were all shocked. When they looked closely, the Japanese soldiers did not really disappear, but got into the ground. It turned out that the Japanese soldiers had already dug tunnels around the camp. .There was a muffled sound, and countless huge shields were propped up from the tunnel, covering the Japanese army tightly, only countless black-holed muskets were exposed. This seems to be a defensive strategy developed by the Japanese soldiers specifically for the cannons of the Ming Dynasty.Although the red-clothed cannon was fierce, it had insufficient bombing power after all, mostly relying on the force of its iron bullets to injure the enemy.These tunnels were dug extremely narrow, just as wide as one person, and when the iron bullets fell, there were two walls to bear the force, and people would not be injured if they shrunk inside, not to mention the shields to protect them.And this does not affect the firing of the musket at all.It can be said to be the best way to restrain artillery. A smile appeared on Abe's face. No one dares to underestimate the Land of the Rising Sun.He waved his lupine, waiting for the command to attack.He wants to teach Zhuo Wangsun a profound lesson, let him know that this country is definitely not his chess game alone.In Master Guan Bai's hand, he also holds the general's pawn! Zhuo Wangsun's second tornado pierced through the air. The huge forts on the top of the city exploded. Abe was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Tsuchi!" All Japanese soldiers clenched their shields and defended with all their strength, but those cannons were all aimed at someone in the sky, and the shells exploded colorful balls in the dark clouds, floating in the air, colorful and beautiful.The iron cannons continued to bombard, and more and more colored balls appeared in the dark clouds, almost filling the sky above the Japanese soldiers' tents. All the Japanese soldiers were a little baffled. They raised their heads and stared blankly at the colored balls through the gaps in their shields.It seems to be silent fireworks, maintaining the brilliance of the moment of blooming. With just a short glance, you will find that those colored balls seem to be twisting strangely. The colored balls seem to be huge bubbles, and thousands of demons are imprisoned in them. They are awakened by the rumbling thunder, and they are struggling. Break free from the shackles of colored balls. Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "Twenty years ago, there was a big duel between the martial arts of the Central Plains and the Demon Sect of the Western Regions, but it ended in a duel between two peerless swordsmen. The weapons prepared by the Central Plains and the Demon Sect for this duel. All of them have not been used. The most powerful of them is called Asura’s battle cannon, which is said to be able to open the doomsday in the world. Today, please appreciate it.” As he spoke, he bowed slightly. The colored ball floating at the highest point suddenly exploded.