Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

"I was foolish. Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me! From now on, I will serve Your Majesty with all my heart and soul, and I will do anything for you!"

The man fell to his knees with a thud and screamed in pain.

Under this situation, breaking out is a life-threatening situation that we have to move on. Now that there is a way to survive, what else can we do if we don’t quickly go up the stairs?

This voice was like a stone that caused a thousand waves.

The soldiers at the front of the Imperial Guards also loosened their grip, dropped their weapons, and knelt facing south.

"This subordinate is guilty!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me!"

"..."

For a moment, the empty space was filled with the sound of metal clashing and what seemed to be heartfelt confessions.

The people in front dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.

Even those who were at the back and could not hear the sounds in front clearly understood what was happening and knelt down to surrender unwillingly.

The originally neat queue.

In just a few breaths, the army was completely defeated...

Looking at the Jin prince's personal guards kneeling in front of him, Song Zhong couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face showing a surge of emotion!!!

Two vassal kings conspired to rebel, and it was actually resolved without bloodshed!?

He remembered what His Majesty had said.

He wanted the Ming army to be completely intact, and for the Ming to be a united nation! He wanted the Ming to be free from foreign invasions...

These words suddenly sounded strange.

It seems like each one is almost impossible to achieve.

Especially when the Ming Dynasty was transitioning from the old to the new, the major vassal kings were powerful and eyeing the situation covetously, while Your Majesty's foundation was still unstable.

Even if Song Zhong occasionally heard it, he would just listen casually and not take it too seriously. However, now...

If you don't make a move, then don't make a move. Then you can shock the people by reducing the power of the feudal lords. You can test and intimidate the civil officials in the court and the old officials with great military achievements. Your Majesty has never just talked about it, but has been doing these things step by step in a down-to-earth manner!

Song Zhong took a deep breath.

He glanced at the defeated Jin Prince's personal guards, then turned his head to look at the founding fathers Fu Youde and Feng Sheng, whose expressions were filled with horror and respect. Suddenly, a myriad of thoughts ran through his mind:

"Perhaps... those few words Your Majesty once uttered, about completely suppressing the foreign barbarians and conquering the astral terror... were not empty words at all!"

Think of this.

Song Zhong's heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

Excited, overwhelming, and proud - the great, magnificent, vast, and majestic future that His Majesty spoke of in a calm tone is being realized step by step through his hands!

However, human joys and sorrows are often not shared.

the other side.

The scene of his own guards throwing away their weapons and armor made Zhu Gang's whole body stiff and his scalp numb. It seemed as if his brain stopped working for a moment, and there was only a blank in his mind.

It was the Chief Clerk Long Han who was standing beside him who shouted to the few remaining guards who had not thrown down their armor and surrendered, "Hurry up and cover the prince's retreat!!!"

After all, Zhu Gang had been a vassal in Taiyuan for many years, commanding troops, training soldiers, and fighting wars. He still had loyal defenders and followers. These people did not follow the crowd and naturally thought about what they would face.

Therefore, as soon as Long Tan spoke, those who had not abandoned their weapons and kneeled immediately responded, quickly gathering around Zhu Gang and even swiftly leading Zhu Gang's warhorse over...

At this time, Zhu Gang also felt a pulling force on his arm.

He just came to his senses and was hurriedly pulled onto the horse by Long Han and headed towards the direction where the defense was the weakest.

This situation was naturally within Feng Sheng's expectations.

However, there was not the slightest sign of nervousness in his face, for no other reason than that the disparity in strength was so great that no matter how good a fighter Zhu Gang was or how elite the remaining men under his command were, this was nothing more than a futile struggle with no chance of survival, just a final struggle to hold out.