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Suddenly, the head of the Eastern Depot coughed lightly, "That's right. I think these rebels have the makings of kings. Why don't we all surrender?"

Even the eunuchs who were dependent on the emperor wanted to surrender.

The Embroidered Uniform Guards naturally wouldn't object.

“What you say is true, sir. I think His Majesty is acting perversely and is not a human ruler. Our surrender to the righteous army is in accordance with the will of Heaven.”

The martial arts community was utterly speechless.

"Just surrender, why come up with such a high-sounding reason?" I sneered inwardly, "Officials are all hypocrites."

Of course, this wasn't the time to undermine each other; everyone was on the same page. Only a few people let out a soft snort, expressing their ridicule.

"You are all subjects of the Great Ming Dynasty, who have received the Emperor's favor for generations!" The civil official came to his senses, his voice trembling. He never expected that the group he led would all surrender before the battle even began.

Moreover, he regarded himself as a pledge of loyalty.

This is simply unacceptable.

If he could, he would want to surrender too!

"Hmph, sir, you are truly stubborn and incorrigible."

"No, I mean, I also want to surrender!" The civil official realized he had misspoke and quickly corrected himself.

The eunuch of the Eastern Depot chuckled: "Haha...you civil officials aren't exactly tough either. Surrender? That depends on whether the rebel leader agrees. Let's go!"

So, the group, carrying the civil official, strolled out of the woods.

"Who are you?"

They hadn't gone far when they heard a sharp shout.

The next moment, a soldier appeared in front of everyone like a phantom.

"Greetings, Lord of the Righteous Army. We have heard of the might of the Righteous Army and have come to pledge our allegiance."

"Are you Imperial Guards or eunuchs?"

The rebel leader's eyes sharpened. "Follow me."

Everyone was surprised, wondering why the surrender was so easy, and whether it was a trap. Fear began to creep into their hearts.

"You people are too good at changing your tune with the wind," the rebels lamented. "Before this, many of the Imperial Guards had already surrendered. Honestly, didn't you know to fight back and give us some credit?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's lips twitched.

Should we fight?

To give credit?

You really want to use our lives to get promoted?

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, they reacted quickly, otherwise their heads would have become someone else's achievement.

……

Two months have passed in a flash.

Despite the fierce resistance from the northern landlords, the rebel army swept across the country at an increasingly rapid pace.

Lian Ni Chang originally had only a few hundred people under her command, but after nearly half a year of development, she now has a million people under her command.

Having been strengthened by the Tai Xuan Divine Mantra, these people were no match for the imperial court or the landlord class.

The Tai Xuan Divine Incantation spread widely, but it was not transmitted to the imperial court.

The reason is simple—after witnessing the Tai Xuan Divine Incantation, these people all became devout followers of the Tai Xuan Cult.

(aidj)

Although Zhang Taixuan, the leader of the cult, never spread his teachings.

But the believers were very fanatical.

Religion is exclusive.

When religion becomes a force, and the imperial court stands on the opposite side.

Religious followers will naturally keep their sect's incantations secret.

Therefore, even when the rebel army reached the capital, Zhu Yijun still only knew that the rebels were very powerful and seemed to possess divine abilities.

"Zhu Yijun, surrender! My Emperor has decreed that you will be spared!"

In the palace, Zhu Yijun looked dazed.

Looking at the valiant soldier shouting at him, and watching a spirited woman strolling towards him, he sighed softly.

Does he have any other choice?

To his utter surprise, his Ming Dynasty was gone in just a few months.

In fact, not only the Ming Dynasty, but also Liaodong, Mongolia and other places had long been wiped out by Lian Ni Chang's troops.

Now, in Liaodong, Mongolia and other places, there are only ordinary herders, and no longer any powerful or wealthy class.

It's fair to say that these places are no longer capable of causing any significant disturbances.

"You are their emperor?" Zhu Yijun looked at Lian Nishang in disbelief.

Lian Ni Chang nodded gently: "That's right. As a descendant of the Zhu family, your merits and demerits are not for me to judge, but for your ancestors to judge."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun was immediately alarmed, thinking that the other party intended to harm him.

Unexpectedly, with a simple wave of his hand, the other party created a portal in the void.

"What is this?" Zhu Yijun asked, puzzled.

Lian Ni Chang: "This is a portal to another world, the Ming Dynasty. You can go now. From now on, I'll be in charge of this world."

Zhu Yijun was stunned, almost doubting that he had misheard.

But he didn't dare ask.

After all, Lian Ni Chang was too cold.

With that cold demeanor, it's not impossible that he might draw his sword and kill someone at any moment.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Zhu Yijun entered the portal.

The next moment, he felt a bright light before his eyes and found himself in a magnificent palace.

On the dragon throne in the main hall sat a young man in a dragon robe who exuded an air of authority without anger.

Inside the main hall, there were several other people, also dressed in dragon robes, looking over curiously.

"So you are Zhu Yijun?" the young man asked from the dragon throne.

Zhu Yijun cupped his hands in greeting: "Greetings, Your Excellency. May I ask who Your Excellency is?"

He was extremely curious.

Several people in the same hall were wearing dragon robes. This is so strange. Why didn't they start fighting?

It's impossible for a country to have several emperors, right?

"I am Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty! You unworthy descendant, you have neglected your duties for decades! Guards, beat him!"

Zhu Yuanzhang?

Zhu Yijun was startled.

No!

That traitorous emperor actually sent himself here.

I originally thought she was kind-hearted, but I never expected her to be so cunning.

Isn't this just sending him to his death?

As a descendant of the Zhu family, how could he not know what kind of temper his ancestor had!

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"My ancestor, you are innocent! It was that evil woman who caused this. Otherwise, I would never have lost my kingdom!"

Zhu Yijun cried out that he was wronged, looking terrified.

He's over fifty years old; if he gets beaten up, how can he possibly survive?

"Hmph!" Zhu Yuanzhang sneered. "I'm not talking about losing the empire, but about your decades-long absence from court. Attack!"

At his command, several fierce guards rushed forward and dragged Zhu Yi-jun into a beating.

"Grand Ancestor, spare my life! It's all because the civil officials are too hateful. It's not that I was careless."

"Ancestor, if this continues, I'll be dead!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said expressionlessly, "Don't worry, I have the art of resurrection. I'll revive you once you've stopped breathing."

Zhu Youjian stepped forward and said with a smile, "Ancestor, why go through all this trouble? Why not let me perform a healing spell on him so that he doesn't die and saves him from the agony of dying and coming back to life?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun felt a wave of dizziness.

Is this man a devil?