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

Chapter 761 Arutai's Attack
Zhu Xiong Ying stood motionless, seemingly frozen in fear. Just as the curved blade was about to strike him, he suddenly moved. With a flash, he dodged Arutai's attack like a ghost.

Arutai was startled when his attack missed. He hadn't expected Zhu Xiong Ying's movements to be so unpredictable. He quickly sheathed his sword, preparing to attack again.

However, Zhu Xiong Ying did not give him that chance. He seized the opportunity when Arutai's old strength had not yet dissipated and his new strength had not yet arisen, and threw a punch. This punch seemed ordinary, but it contained infinite power.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Arutai flew out like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

Arutai coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale. He struggled to stand up, but found himself completely powerless and unable to move.

"You..." Arutai looked at Zhu Xiong Ying in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief. He never imagined that he would be defeated by Zhu Xiong Ying with a single punch.

Zhu Xiong Ying slowly walked up to Arutai, looking down at him with disdain in her eyes.

"Is this all the skill you've got? You dare challenge me?" Zhu Xiong Ying sneered. "Today I'll show you what true power is!"

After saying that, Zhu Xiong Ying raised her foot and stomped hard on Arutai's chest.

"Crack!"

With a sharp crack, Arutai's sternum shattered instantly. He let out a piercing scream and then lost consciousness.

The Oirat warriors inside the yurt were terrified by what they saw. They never imagined that their Khan would be defeated so easily by Zhu Xiong Ying.

"Now, it's your turn." Zhu Xiong Ying's gaze swept over the Oirat warriors, his tone icy and chilling.

The Oirat warriors exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with fear. They knew they were no match for Zhu Xiong Ying.

"Spare me!" A Oirat warrior suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Once the first one appeared, a second one followed. Soon, all the Oirat warriors knelt on the ground, begging Zhu Xiong Ying for forgiveness.

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at the Oirat warriors kneeling on the ground, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.

"I have said it before, I will leave no one, not even a chicken or a dog, alive in your Oirat territory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Xiong Ying flashed into the crowd like a bolt of lightning.

"what!"

"what!"

……

Screams echoed throughout the yurt, which instantly transformed into a living hell.

Xu Miaoyun was shocked by what she saw. She hadn't expected Zhu Xiong Ying to be so ruthless, actually intending to exterminate the entire Oirat tribe.

Just then, a Wa warrior suddenly rushed out from the crowd and pounced on Xu Miaoyun.

"Your Majesty, come with me!"

The Oirat warrior wanted to kidnap Xu Miaoyun to threaten Zhu Xiong Ying.

However, before he could even get close to Xu Miaoyun, he was sent flying by Zhu Xiong Ying's palm strike.

"boom!"

The Oirat warrior's body slammed against the wall of the yurt, then slid to the ground and died.

Zhu Xiong Ying walked up to Xu Miao Yun and gently helped her up.

"Miaoyun, are you alright?"

Xu Miaoyun shook her head, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She didn't know how to face this ruthless emperor.

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at Xu Miao Yun with tenderness in his eyes.

"Miaoyun, I promise you that I will never let you suffer any harm again."

Xu Miaoyun looked at Zhu Xiong Ying, her heart filled with mixed emotions… Suddenly, a battle cry shattered the brief tranquility outside the yurt. The shouts grew closer, surging like a tide. Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes darkened, a cold glint flashing within them. He released Xu Miaoyun's hand, his tone carrying an undeniable authority: "Miaoyun, you stay here. Don't go anywhere."

Xu Miaoyun's heart tightened. She wanted to say something, but Zhu Xiong Ying's gaze stopped her. She knew that at this moment, Zhu Xiong Ying was the emperor who ruled the world, not her gentle husband.

Zhu Xiong Ying turned around, strode to the door of the yurt, lifted the curtain, and a strong smell of blood wafted out.

Outside, flames soared into the sky, and the shouts of battle were deafening. The Ming cavalry, like an iron torrent, swept through the Oirat camp. The Oirat soldiers were routed, fleeing in all directions like stray dogs.

Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, his eyes filled with contempt. In his eyes, these Oirat barbarians were nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs, utterly vulnerable.

He drew his sword from his waist; the blade gleamed coldly, like a venomous snake, ready to devour anyone at any moment.

"Kill!" Zhu Xiong Ying gave the order and charged into the enemy ranks like a tiger descending a mountain.

His swordsmanship was incredibly fierce, each strike carrying overwhelming power. Wherever he went, Oirat soldiers fell one after another, their blood flowing like rivers.

Zhu Xiong Ying was like the Grim Reaper, reaping the lives of the Oirat soldiers. His figure flickered in the firelight, like a ghost, chilling to the bone.

A Oirat general, riding a warhorse and brandishing a scimitar, charged toward Zhu Xiong Ying.

"You Ming emperor, prepare to die!"

Zhu Xiong Ying sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, and charged towards the Oirat general.

"clang!"

With a loud bang, the Oirat general's scimitar was blocked by Zhu Xiong Ying's sword.

"Is this all the skill you have? You dare to challenge me?" Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes were full of disdain.

With a flick of his wrist, his sword shot out like lightning, striking the Oirat general squarely in the throat.

"Uh……"

The Oirat general let out a muffled groan, then fell from his horse and died.

Zhu Xiong Ying didn't even glance at them and continued his charge.

He was like a god of death, unstoppable. The Oirat soldiers were like ants before him, completely at his mercy.

Inside the yurt, Xu Miaoyun listened to the shouts of battle outside, her heart filled with worry. She knew that Zhu Xiong Ying was currently experiencing a bloody massacre.

She clenched her hands tightly, silently praying for Zhu Xiong Ying's safety.

After an unknown amount of time, the shouts of battle gradually subsided.

Zhu Xiong Ying, covered in blood, returned to the yurt.

His armor was stained red with blood, making him look like a demon returned from hell.

Seeing Zhu Xiong Ying's state, Xu Miao Yun felt a pang of pain in her heart and quickly stepped forward to support him.

"U.A., are you alright?"

Zhu Xiong Ying shook his head, his voice tinged with weariness: "I'm fine."

He looked at Xu Miaoyun, his eyes filled with tenderness: "Miaoyun, I'm sorry to have worried you."

Xu Miaoyun tenderly wiped the blood from Zhu Xiong Ying's face, her eyes filled with tears.

"U.A., promise me you won't do this again."

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at Xu Miao Yun, his heart filled with emotion. He hugged Xu Miao Yun tightly and said firmly, "Miao Yun, I promise you, I will never let you suffer any harm again."

Xu Miaoyun nestled in Zhu Xiong Ying's arms, feeling a deep sense of security.

She knew that this man was her lifelong support.

(End of this chapter)