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

Chapter 758 Overlooking the Entire Battlefield
Zhu Di got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "The victor is king, the loser is villain. Zhu Xiong Ying, you have lost!"

Zhu Xiong Ying sneered: "I'm not dead yet, the outcome is still uncertain!"

He charged at the men in black again, his Dragon Abyss Sword weaving through them like a dragon, sending sprays of blood flying. Although the men in black were highly skilled, they proved utterly ineffective against Zhu Xiong Ying, who was consumed by rage.

Just as Zhu Xiong Ying was about to break through the encirclement, a man in black suddenly darted out from the crowd, holding a strangely shaped weapon, and spewed a thick cloud of smoke at Zhu Xiong Ying.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhu Xiong Ying was caught off guard and inhaled the smoke, immediately feeling dizzy and weak all over.

"Xiongying!" Xu Da and the others, who were watching from a distance, were shocked when they saw this and hurriedly tried to rush over to help.

However, the Yan army surrounded them, preventing them from getting close to Zhu Xiong Ying.

Zhu Di looked at the swaying Zhu Xiong Ying and a smug smile appeared on his face: "Zhu Xiong Ying, you have finally lost!"

He slowly walked up to Zhu Xiong Ying, looking down at him: "Do you know? I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Despite his physical discomfort, Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, "Even if you win, so what? You will never gain the recognition of the world!"

"So what?" Zhu Di said dismissively. "Once I sit on the throne, who dares to disobey me?"

He raised his long sword, ready to end Zhu Xiong Ying's life.

At this critical moment, a clear voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman dressed in white riding a white horse galloping from a distance.

This woman was stunningly beautiful and possessed a noble air, like a celestial maiden descended to earth.

"Miaoyun!" Zhu Xiong Ying was overjoyed when he saw the person who had arrived.

Xu Miaoyun rode up to Zhu Xiong Ying's side, dismounted, and asked with concern, "Xiong Ying, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Zhu Xiong Ying shook her head and struggled to stand up.

Xu Miaoyun felt heartbroken looking at the wounds on Zhu Xiong Ying's body.

She turned her head and looked coldly at Zhu Di: "Zhu Di, why did you do this?"

"Why?" Zhu Di laughed loudly, "For the throne, for power, isn't that enough?"

"You're wrong!" Xu Miaoyun said sternly. "The throne and power are not the most important things; what matters is the hearts of the people! You're willing to kill your own brothers to get these things. Do you really think you can gain the approval of the world?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Zhu Di waved his hand impatiently. "Men, seize them all!"

The men in black surrounded Zhu Xiong Ying and Xu Miao Yun again.

Xu Miaoyun drew her long sword and engaged the man in black in battle.

Although she was highly skilled in martial arts, she was outnumbered and gradually lost ground.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiong Ying, despite her physical discomfort, also joined the battle.

Although he was poisoned, his momentum remained undiminished, and the Longyuan Sword in his hand was still incredibly sharp.

The two fought side by side, like two war gods, forcing the man in black to retreat step by step.

Zhu Di was furious when he saw this.

He suddenly thought of something, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

He whispered a few words to one of the men in black beside him. The man in black nodded and quietly left the battlefield.

Zhu Xiong Ying and Xu Miao Yun were still engaged in fierce combat with the men in black, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Suddenly, a violent explosion rang out, shaking the entire battlefield.

Caught off guard, Zhu Xiong Ying and Xu Miao Yun were thrown away by the shockwave of the explosion.

They fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood and losing consciousness.

Zhu Di looked at the two men lying on the ground and a victorious smile appeared on his face.

"it is finally over……"

The smoke from the explosion filled the air, obscuring the sky and choking Zhu Xiong Ying, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He struggled to open his eyes, his vision blurred, his ears ringing, and his body felt like it was falling apart, wracked with pain. He vaguely felt someone shaking him, and a familiar voice, choked with sobs, rang in his ear: "Xiong Ying! Xiong Ying! Wake up!"

It's Miaoyun!
Zhu Xiong Ying strained to focus his gaze and saw Xu Miao Yun's tear-streaked face and anxious expression, a warmth spreading through his heart. He wanted to comfort her, but found his throat dry and unable to utter a sound.

"Water..." He squeezed out the word through his teeth, using all his strength.

Xu Miaoyun immediately understood what he meant, took the water pouch from her waist, and carefully fed him a few sips. The cool spring water soothed his throat, making him feel a little better.

"Cough cough..." Zhu Xiong Ying coughed a few times, finally catching his breath. He struggled to sit up, looked around, and saw that the battlefield was in complete disarray, with corpses strewn everywhere, a truly horrific sight.

"Where are the others?" he asked weakly.

Xu Miaoyun's face grew even paler. She bit her lip and whispered, "General Xu Da and the others... have all been captured..."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiong Ying's heart sank. He had never expected Zhu Di to be so ruthless, not only wanting to kill him but also to wipe out all his confidants.

"That damned Zhu Di!" he said through gritted teeth. "I will tear him to pieces!"

Xu Miaoyun gently stroked his back and softly comforted him, "Xiong Ying, don't get agitated, let's heal our injuries first."

Zhu Xiong Ying took a deep breath, trying to calm his anger. He knew this was not the time to act rashly; he had to preserve his strength so he could have a chance to make a comeback.

"Miaoyun, where are we now?" he asked.

"We were blown to the foot of the mountain," Xu Miaoyun said, pointing to a small hill not far away. "Luckily, this hill blocked the shockwave of the blast, otherwise we might have..."

She didn't continue, but Zhu Xiong Ying understood what she meant. If it weren't for this small hill, they would probably have been blown to pieces long ago.

“We must leave here quickly,” Zhu Xiong Ying said. “Zhu Di will definitely not let us go.”

Xu Miaoyun nodded and helped him to his feet. The two supported each other as they walked step by step up the mountain.

The mountain path was rugged and uneven, and coupled with Zhu Xiong Ying's serious injuries, walking was extremely difficult. With each step, he felt unbearable pain all over his body, but he gritted his teeth and persevered to keep from collapsing.

He knew he couldn't fall; he still had many things to do, he still had to lead the Ming Dynasty to glory, and he still had to make Zhu Di pay the price!
After walking for a long time, the two finally reached the top of the mountain. Standing on the mountaintop, they could overlook the entire battlefield.

Looking at the smoke-filled battlefield, Zhu Xiong Ying felt a mix of emotions. He had once thought he was invincible and could conquer everything, but reality had dealt him a harsh blow.

He lost, and he lost badly.

"Xiongying, don't be discouraged." Xu Miaoyun saw through his thoughts and gently comforted him, "Victory and defeat are common in war. One defeat does not mean eternal defeat."

(End of this chapter)