The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 756 How dare you attack me in the dark?

Zhu Di suppressed his shock and feigned composure, saying, "Xiong Ying, what do you mean by this? I am acting on the late Emperor Taizu's edict to quell the rebellion and protect the emperor. Why are you trying to stop me?"

"To quell the rebellion and serve the emperor? What a high-sounding excuse!" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered. "Do you think I don't know what you're plotting? You just want to seize the throne!"

"Xiong Ying, stop making false accusations!" Zhu Di roared. "My loyalty to the Ming Dynasty is as clear as day!"

"Loyal? If you were truly loyal, why did you raise an army in rebellion? Why did you slander me? Why did you slander the late Empress?!" Zhu Xiong Ying's voice grew louder and louder, deafening like thunder.

Zhu Di was intimidated by Zhu Xiong Ying's imposing manner and was momentarily speechless. He had intended to use the late Emperor Taizu's edict and the pretext of pacifying the rebellion to defend himself, but Zhu Xiong Ying unexpectedly exposed his lies directly.

"Fourth Uncle, I will give you a chance because you are my elder. Surrender now and I will spare your life!" Zhu Xiongwen's tone was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Surrender? Hahaha..." Zhu Di suddenly laughed loudly, "Xiong Ying, you underestimate me! Since I dared to raise an army in rebellion, I was already prepared for a do-or-die battle! Today, it's either you who dies, or I who perish!"

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite!" A cold glint flashed in Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes as he abruptly drew his sword from his waist and pointed it at Zhu Di. "Kill!"

The Imperial Guards charged towards the Yan army like tigers descending a mountain. Although the Yan army was numerous, their morale was low, and the sudden appearance of Zhu Xiong Ying caught them off guard, causing them to suffer a series of defeats.

Zhu Xiong Ying led from the front, like a war god, invincible. The sword in his hand was like a silver dragon, dancing in the air, bringing with it a storm of blood and gore.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Di was greatly alarmed. He had never expected Zhu Xiong Ying's martial arts skills to be so high, almost like those of a ghost or god! He hurriedly ordered his troops to resist, but they were unable to stop Zhu Xiong Ying's offensive.

"Mr. Yao, think of a solution quickly!" Zhu Di shouted anxiously.

Yao Guangxiao frowned, racking his brains for a solution. He knew that if he didn't come up with a plan soon, the Yan army would surely be defeated!

"Your Majesty, our only option now is..." Yao Guangxiao whispered a few words in Zhu Di's ear.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di's expression changed. "This...this won't work."

"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to take a gamble!" Yao Guangxiao said firmly.

Zhu Di gritted his teeth and nodded, "Alright! We'll do it your way!"

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On the battlefield, Zhu Xiong Ying was caught up in the heat of battle when suddenly he sensed an unusual presence behind him. He whirled around and saw a sharp arrow hurtling towards him!
Zhu Xiong Ying hurriedly swung his sword to block, but the arrow seemed to have eyes, bypassing his sword and shooting straight into his chest!

"Thud!" The arrow pierced Zhu Xiong Ying's chest, and blood instantly stained his golden armor.

Zhu Xiong Ying swayed, nearly falling from his horse. He endured the excruciating pain, drew his arrow, and roared, "Who is it?!"

Just then, a figure rushed out from the Yan army camp, holding a bow and arrow in his hand. It was Yao Guangxiao!
"Your Majesty, your old minister has come to your aid!" Yao Guangxiao shouted.

"Yao Guangxiao! How dare you attack someone in the dark!" Zhu Xiong Ying was furious.

"Hmph! The victor is king, the loser is villain; it's always been this way!" Yao Guangxiao sneered, drawing his bow again and aiming at Zhu Xiong Ying...

Yao Guangxiao's arrow flew from the bowstring, whistling through the air, heading straight for Zhu Xiong Ying's face. At the last second, Zhu Xiong Ying dodged sharply to the side, the arrow grazing his cheek and drawing a trickle of blood. The excruciating pain fueled Zhu Xiong Ying's fury; he roared like a wounded beast. "Yao Guangxiao, you old scoundrel, how dare you plot against me!" Zhu Xiong Ying's voice echoed across the battlefield, filled with rage and murderous intent.

"Your Majesty, the victor is king, the loser is a bandit; this has always been the case!" Yao Guangxiao remained calm, drew back the bowstring again, and shot another arrow.

Zhu Xiong Ying was prepared this time. He deflected the arrows with his sword and simultaneously spurred his horse, sending it charging towards Yao Guangxiao with a neigh. Yao Guangxiao hadn't expected Zhu Xiong Ying to be so fierce despite his serious injuries, and he panicked for a moment. He quickly retreated, trying to avoid Zhu Xiong Ying's attack.

But Zhu Xiong Ying was too fast, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Yao Guangxiao. His sword flashed like lightning, slashing down towards Yao Guangxiao's head.

"Protect the strategist!" Seeing Yao Guangxiao in imminent danger, several Yan soldiers rushed forward at the cost of their lives, trying to use their bodies to block Zhu Xiong Ying's attack.

"Overestimating yourselves!" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, and with a swift turn of his sword, he killed all the soldiers. Blood spurted out, staining Yao Guangxiao's robes red.

Yao Guangxiao was terrified. He turned and ran, shouting, "Your Majesty, save me! Your Majesty, save me!"

How could Zhu Xiong Ying let him go? He spurred his horse and gave chase, roaring, "Yao Guangxiao, you can't escape! Today I will kill you!"

On the battlefield, Zhu Di watched helplessly as Yao Guangxiao was pursued and killed by Zhu Xiong Ying, his heart filled with anxiety. He knew that Yao Guangxiao was his right-hand man, and if Yao Guangxiao died, his great cause would be completely ruined.

"Protect the strategist! Go and protect the strategist!" Zhu Di shouted hoarsely.

A large number of Yan soldiers surged toward Yao Guangxiao, attempting to stop Zhu Xiong Ying. But Zhu Xiong Ying was filled with murderous intent, like a demon from hell, and no one could stop him. His sword flashed like the wind, and wherever it went, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

One by one, the Yan soldiers fell, but no one could stop Zhu Xiong Ying's advance. Zhu Xiong Ying drew closer and closer to Yao Guangxiao, whose face was filled with despair.

"Your Majesty, save me..." Yao Guangxiao's voice trembled, filled with fear.

Just then, a stray arrow suddenly shot from the side, striking Zhu Xiong Ying squarely in the shoulder. Zhu Xiong Ying let out a muffled groan, his body swaying slightly.

"Xiong Ying!" an anxious voice rang out, and a woman in a red battle robe rode up on horseback. It was Xu Miaoyun, Zhu Xiong Ying's empress.

Xu Miaoyun leaped off her horse, helped Zhu Xiong Ying up, and asked with concern, "Xiong Ying, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Zhu Xiong Ying shook his head, but his gaze remained fixed on Yao Guangxiao. "Today, I will definitely kill this old scoundrel!"

"Xiongying, don't pursue a desperate enemy! Your injuries are serious!" Xu Miaoyun advised.

Zhu Xiong Ying took a deep breath. He knew Xu Miao Yun was right. His injuries were indeed serious, and if he continued fighting, his life would be in danger.

"Alright, I'll listen to you." Zhu Xiong Ying nodded, his gaze lingering on Yao Guangxiao.

Yao Guangxiao escaped death, but he was still in shock and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Zhu Di quickly stepped forward to help Yao Guangxiao up and asked with concern, "Sir, are you alright?"

(End of this chapter)