The Bailian Yanling Sword is very sharp.

The Japanese Ashikaga Umecho's chest is very fragile.

Under Yan Ling's blade, every rib was broken like tissue paper.

Ashikaga Umecho could no longer cough up any blood, because the blood was pouring out from his chest as if a floodgate had been opened.

The corners of his eyes cracked due to the tension, and his eyes were clouded with blood.

Ashikaga Umecho opened her mouth, trying to call out but no sound came out. Only balls of blood foam were squeezed out.

His eyes gradually lost their brightness, and the grandson of the Emperor Ming Dynasty, who was holding a knife and facing his eyes, had become extraordinary.

The Japanese country has a terrifying and invincible enemy.

Ashikaga Umedie's heart was filled with despair, her neck softened, and all her strength finally dissipated in the blink of an eye, and she slowly fell backwards with her hands spread out.

It wasn't until the Yan Ling Sword in Zhu Yunxi's hand tilted upward that Ashikaga Umedie, who was completely dead, finally lost his grip and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhu Yunxi had no expression on his face. He stood up from his crouched position and looked blankly at Ashikaga Umedie, whose eyes were not closed. He picked a sword with the Yanling sword in his hand and knocked away most of the blood.

The back of the knife is already resting on the left crease.

He raised his arm to clamp the blood-stained Yanling knife, and held the handle of the knife in his right hand and slowly pulled it to the other side.

Under the night, the wild goose feather knife that had been wiped clean of blood glowed with a faint cold light.

Sun Cheng, who took his men with him and hit all the Japanese, quietly stepped forward.

Sun Cheng glanced at Ashikaga Umedie who was lying on the ground, and looked at the emperor's grandson solemnly: "Third Master, Ashikaga Umedie and his party have been killed. There were no casualties in the Jinyi Guards, and five people from the Imperial Village died and were injured.

Nineteen people."

Having been with the third master for a long time, Sun Cheng understood that the third master was in something wrong with his mood at this time, so much so that he did not even dare to speak too loudly.

Zhu Yunxi hummed and glanced around.

More than 30 Japanese corpses are scattered on village roads and fields.

Five corpses of people from Huangzhuang, wearing only sleeveless double-breasted shorts, had been carried to the entrance of the village by people on the village. There were about 20 other people surrounded by women who were finally able to walk out of the house, and they were given basins and poured water to wipe them.

Blood and water, bandage the wound.

Probably frightened by the oppression of Jinyiwei Feiyufu, the old man who was protected by two young people at the entrance of the village just looked here nervously.

Zhu Yunxi put his sword into its sheath and whispered: "Take the men and burn these thieves on the spot."

Sun Cheng nodded, not daring to say anything. He waved his hand and led others to pile up the Japanese corpses everywhere.

When he looked up again, he saw that the third master was already walking towards the entrance of Huangzhuang Village.

"The officer rushed to the rescue in time tonight and just saved the peace of Laoshan Villa. The old man would like to thank the officer on behalf of everyone in the village."

The old man, supported by two young men, said words of gratitude, and he was already trembling and about to kneel down.

How dare Zhu Yunxi ask the other party to kneel down and worship him at such an old age? He quickly reached out and held the other party firmly.

"When we eat the emperor's salary and join the army, our top priority is to protect our family and country and protect the people of the Ming Dynasty."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, Zhu Yunxi had already signaled to the two young men to help the old man sit down on the stone strip at the entrance of the village.

The old man was a little moved, looking at the fire that had been lit in the fields in the distance, he still said angrily: "You bold thief, you dare to offend my Ming Dynasty, you deserve to die!"

The two young men glanced nervously at Zhu Yunxi, who was silent, and then looked at the old man with helpless eyes, wondering if this was what ordinary people like them could say in front of a court official.

Zhu Yunxi smiled and praised: "Laoshan Villa was united, regardless of life and death, and bravely stopped the enemy, so that we could stop the Japanese bandits. It would be difficult to find another place like this."

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Under his nose, in addition to the smell of Japanese blood and the burning smell, there was also the faint smell of compound fertilizer floating in the air.

Come to think of it, this imperial village is also one of the imperial villages selected by Sun Cheng a few days ago as a pilot compound fertilizer production.

No anti-theft

He looked at the old man curiously.

The old man snorted coldly: "The official is so stupid that he is not afraid of death. The old man is also afraid of death. But these thieves are really bold and dare to come to our Ming Dynasty capital to cause trouble."

"The old man can't carry a knife now, but our men at Laoshan Villa are very strong. We can kill one to save our capital and kill two to make a profit!"

"Even if you die, it will still be a dead person and a bird in the sky, and the handle will be hard!"

The two young men were already nervous, fearing that the guards would take the village chief away under the orders of the junior official in front of them.

However, Zhu Yunxi laughed: "How proud of me! We, a great man of the Ming Dynasty, are fighting with the enemy. Even if we die, we will look up to the sky, and the handle will be hard!"

The old man's eyes were shining brightly, and he raised his head and looked at Zhu Yunxi with great approval.

Dawei sighed, clapped his thigh and shouted: "My lord is so brave! I will definitely be my great general in the Ming Dynasty in the future!"

Zhu Yunxi smiled silently, silently accepting the compliments the old man said without knowing his identity.

He looked at a group of women who heard a low cry.

This is the home of the five men who died in the battle at Laoshan Villa tonight.

A trace of pity appeared on Zhu Yunxi's face, and he spoke softly: "Don't worry, old man, I will report to your majesty the achievements of Laoshan Villa today, and the court will definitely reward you. I will never let the son who sacrificed his life for our Ming Dynasty feel cold in the ground!"<

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But the old man shook his head, waved his hands and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The imperial court treats us very well, and the imperial court also needs money. Our Laoshan Villa is an imperial village, and we live a good life. It is not difficult to support them and their family."

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But Zhu Yunxi also shook his head: "The imperial court has its own rules, and meritorious service must be rewarded. This is also your majesty's benevolent policy."

What else does the old man say?

Sun Cheng had already led someone over: "Third Master, everything has been taken care of. Do you want to go back to the city now?"

Third Master?

The old man couldn't help but raise his head, and then looked carefully at the face of the young official in front of him.

Zhu Yunxi turned around, his face gradually darkened: "Go back to the city."

"Yes."

"Sir, please wait!" The old man saw that Zhu Yunxi and others were already leading their horses to leave, and he shouted quickly.

Zhu Yunxi stopped and looked back at the old man.

The old man asked hesitantly: "The official saved Laoshan Villa today. The old man still doesn't know the official's surname."

Zhu Yunxi got on his horse and looked at the old man with a smile.

"My surname is Zhu!"

"Drive!"

The riding whip struck the air, making a loud sound.

Zhu Yunxi sat down and his horse rushed out in response to the sound, its hooves galloping.

Sun Cheng led the Jin Yiwei Ti cavalry and followed closely behind the third master, letting go of speed to catch up.

"Mr. Zhu... Sanye Zhu..." The eyes of the old man at the entrance of Laoshanzhuang Village lit up, and he tightly grasped the palms of the two young people with both hands: "It's the emperor's grandson! It must be the emperor's grandson! It's our Ming Dynasty.

The imperial grandson of the imperial court personally rescued us from Laoshan Villa!"

The two young men looked up at the Crown Prince and his entourage who had disappeared into the night.

The two of them nodded heavily and looked at the old man.

"Don't worry, when we have mastered martial arts, we will join the army, go to the emperor's grandson's side, and repay the emperor's grandson for today's kindness for our Laoshan Villa!"

The old man nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay! Our Ming Dynasty men must be strong even if they die! You must do well. If you join the army to protect the emperor's grandson, you must die before the emperor's grandson!"

……

"It's the emperor's grandson!"

"The emperor's grandson is back!"

In the imperial city, because Zhu Yuanzhang lived a long life today, there were many programs in the palace arranged by Zhu Yunxi.

After the fireworks show ended, the palace began to sing.

When Zhu Yunxi rushed back to the palace from Laoshan Villa outside the city and appeared in people's sight, he couldn't help but attract a lot of attention.

"What did the Emperor's grandson do?"

Inside the hundred officials, Zhao Mian, the Minister of Hubu, arched his arms to Zhan Hui, the Minister of Personnel, who was next to him.

Zhan Hui quietly looked sideways and turned his head, then looked away again and whispered: "How about Zhao Shangshu go and ask the emperor's grandson in person?"

Zhao Mian curled his lips: "The emperor's grandson is still covered in blood, so we don't dare to go up and ask for trouble."

Ren Hengtai, the Minister of Rites, watched the two ministers falling in love and killing each other and rolled his eyes: "Two ministers, let's watch the show."

Zhao Mian immediately looked at Ren Hengtai, thinking that Tie Xuan, who was formerly a minister in the Ministry of Rites, had now been promoted to a doctor in the Ceremony Department of the Ministry of Rites.

He quietly reminded: "We would like to congratulate Minister Ren in advance. Maybe in a few days, Minister Ren will become Minister Ren."
To be continued...