The Emperor of the Three Kingdoms Dominates Ten Thousand Realms System

The guard said lamentingly, with a kind of anger in his tone.

old days.

Emperor Chongzhen had just taken charge of the government.

In the imperial court, the eunuchs and the Donglin Party were the two factions, but in the end Chongzhen was biased towards the Donglin Party, so that the eunuchs were wiped out first-class, and it was exactly the same. Under the imbalance of one faction, the court situation became chaotic.

Only then will the barbarians enter the customs and invade the Central Plains.

"The reinforcements will not arrive, but we still have a choice. If you want to watch the barbarians attack the city and slaughter our people, you can escape or even become a traitor and surrender to the Tartars. The second is to go out of the city and meet the barbarians." Fight to the end, and try to delay the time for the people in the city."

"All of this, I leave it to you to choose."

The guard looked at the exhausted soldiers at the city gate and said loudly.

And before the city.

The artillery fire of the barbarian army has stopped, and a hundred thousand barbarians are attacking one after another, and are about to destroy the city gate.

"As a Han family member, you will die as a Han family ghost."

"There is no one in our Han family who is afraid of death."

"In the past, His Majesty Chongzhen was able to die for the country, so can we soldiers."

"The emperor guards the gate of the country, the king dies in the country, and we are willing to fight to the last drop of blood for the Han family."

All the soldiers at the city gate roared angrily.

Each one is full of fearlessness.

No matter what era it is.

In the history of the Han family.

Although there will be a small number of people who violated the Han family and betrayed the Han family, most of the Han family will stick to their hearts and fight for the Han family forever.

"Open the gate."

"Fight to the death with the barbarians."

The guard laughed out loud, but he, who was cultivated in the Houtian realm, jumped directly from the city management and took the lead.

Subsequently.

The gates opened.

Soldiers rushed out of the city one after another, and thousands of people stood behind the general. Even though there was an army of [-] barbarians in front of them, they had no fear and only wanted to die.

The bloody man of the Han family is fearless.

"Brothers, the barbarians invaded the Central Plains. Even if we die, we will drag the two barbarians to hell together."

"kill."

The guard shouted loudly, and greeted the barbarian army with a knife.

"kill."

Thousands of Ming soldiers shouted loudly and rushed out with sabers in their hands.

Turning defense into offense, with the heart of death, against the army of [-] barbarians.

The barbarian army attacked frantically.

Thousands of Ming troops also faced the front.

Looking down from the void.

Thousands of Ming troops collided with [-] barbarian troops. It was like a mantis holding a chariot, with distinct strengths and weaknesses. Every soldier of the Ming army and the Han family had the heart to die.

Not going to live anymore.

"What did you see?"

now.

Oboi, the general of the [-] barbarian army, suddenly asked his generals.

Obai.

The number one warrior in the Barbarian Kingdom, and also a master at the peak of the innate realm, may be called the No. 1 martial arts in this world.

He mastered the military power of the barbarian country, and his power was astonishing. Countless Han people died in his hands, and he was also known as the greatest enemy of the Han people in the world.

"Reporting to Ao Shaobao, I saw some desperate Han people resisting my mighty Tianwei." A barbarian general said mockingly.

"Yes, today's Ming Dynasty is not what it used to be, and the vast Central Plains will be in our hands."

"This fertile Central Plains is finally about to be controlled by us, and all the Han family groups will be our slaves..."

All the savages said one after another, extremely arrogant.

"You are all wrong."

Oboi with a beard shook his head.

"wrong?"

All the barbarians looked at Oboi.

"What I saw were some unyielding Han heroic souls. The Han army is no worse than ours, and the number of the Han army in the entire Central Plains is many times larger than ours. But, do you know where they were defeated?"

Obai stared at the two armies that were already fighting together, and asked again.

"They were defeated by their own people, first Li Zicheng, then Wu Sangui." A barbarian general said.

"Yes, they can completely beat us, but they were destroyed by their own people, and their own civil strife in the Central Plains gave us a chance, and they are above the court of the Ming Dynasty, and they have constant disputes and will never be united. They were beaten to the south of the Yangtze River by us, and they could have gathered all their forces to counterattack, but they didn't, and they were still fighting for their so-called rights."

Aobai smiled coldly, full of ridicule towards the Central Plains people.

"It's a pity for these brave soldiers. If they followed the right people, maybe they wouldn't be so miserable at all." Obai looked at the surrounded Ming army, and shook his head and sighed.

"Shaobao, are you sympathizing with these Han people?"

"No, this is not sympathy, but pity. They are all warriors, but they were born in the wrong place." Obai laughed.

And just as they sat and watched the slaughter.