Chapter 837: City Entry Ceremony

Zhu Zhanji was so angry that when Fang Xing sent people to search for and arrest the men of the emperor's family, he did not object.

The city is much safer now, and Yang Rong hurried in to look for Zhu Zhanji.

"Your Highness, what I have seen along the way are killings, corpses are everywhere! If the killing continues like this, I am worried that I will be impeached when I go back!"

Yang Rong's nose twitched, feeling like vomiting from the smell of blood in the hall.

"Jia Quan, who is that person?"

Xiaosong was taken there very cooperatively, even with a smile on his face.

"That's the emperor of the Wa Kingdom."

Tsk!

Yang Rong stomped his feet and entered the main hall, where corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like rivers.

"vomit!"

Yang Rong raised his sleeve to cover his nose, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Xing, why did you kill so many people? Also, that emperor... you passed!"

Most of the Chinese and foreign royal families captured in the past dynasties were able to get a decent one. But Fang Xing made people drag the royal family out like a dog. If it gets out...

"I am almost sure that after the news reaches Daming, the bullets from all over the country will annoy His Majesty! Also, are you not afraid of resistance from all over the country if you humiliate the royal family of the country like this?"

Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and said, "It's a good thing to have resistance, and it's just a matter of killing them together. Lord Yang, think about it, if you bring all the emperors of the Wa Kingdom back to Jinling, under the rule of Daming, even if someone wants to rebel , who is he loyal to?"

"And the Japanese people believe in the so-called protection of the gods. Waiting for the emperor's godhead... er, their royal family said that they are descendants of the Great God Amaterasu. Breaking this illusion will make those Japanese people lose their worship and allegiance. Some Confucian scholars came here to teach that Ming is the mother country of Wa, and after a few generations, this place will be completely the proper place of Ming."

Fang Xing finally said thoughtfully: "It has belonged to the territory of Ming Dynasty since ancient times!"

Since ancient times, a sentence has been full of pride and helplessness.

What I am proud of is the long history and the strength of the nation, but I am helpless...

The entire palace was searched thoroughly, and many people who were hiding were found.

and many belongings and antiques.

Lunch was eaten in the palace, and the sky was full of smoke and dust.

Fang Xing sat on a small stool that Xin Lao Qi made by temporarily cutting down a tree, holding a big bowl, and ate a big bowl of noodles with a sigh of relief, then went to arrange the ceremony of entering the city.

"Haven't you already entered the city?"

Yang Rong felt that Fang Xing was struggling, and he didn't know where he got so much energy.

Fang Xing smiled strangely and said, "Having the brothers all dressed neatly and marching into the city can be regarded as a deterrent. Hey Lord Yang, who in the army can draw?"

Yang Rong pointed to Fang Xing and said: "You will make up for it, that's all, leave this matter to me, and there will naturally be paintings dedicated to His Majesty."

Fang Xing said, I am not trying to make amends, I just want to keep this moment for a long time.

...

The chaos in Kyoto was over, all the people were asked to stay at home and not allowed to come out, and then the Ming army went door to door to the enthroned population, looking for anomalies.

This job may seem easy, but it is dangerous.

"Your Highness, the search and inspection of the capital has been completed. More than 100 soldiers were killed or injured, and more than 3,910 rebels were captured."

Zhu Zhanji nodded. As for the Japanese who died during the inspection, he was already numb.

Yang Rong rubbed his eyes and said, "Since the landing, the Japanese have probably lost 50,000 casualties, right?"

Fang Xing nodded, but according to the reports of the various ministries that drove the captives to bury the corpses, there were at least 70,000 people.

"The key is the follow-up. The big names from all over the country will not give in easily. After the army takes a breath, they will go out immediately, hey! That's right."

Fang Xing remembered a word: "Didn't we capture a lot of Japanese soldiers? Do you think this will work? Just select 10,000 to 20,000 people, and organize them together. Let them rush to the front in every battle, so that we can save trouble." Less!"

Yang Rong said in astonishment: "How can you guarantee your loyalty? If you turn around before the battle, then... you can't be prepared!"

Fang Xing glanced at Zhu Zhanji, this is the best chance to win over Yang Rong, it's time for Zhu Zhanji to do it.

It was already dark at this time, and Xiaodao brought Muhua outside to bring food in. When Fang Xing saw it, he beckoned Muhua to come in, and then said: "Go and get a hot pot, His Highness and Lord Yang will eat here tonight." .”

Xiao Dao took the order and Mu Hua stood timidly behind Fang Xing, not daring to raise her head.

Zhu Zhanji pondered for a while and said: "The emperor's family has been controlled, and after the landing, they also defeated the last elite near Kyoto. It can be said that the backbone of the Wa country has been broken by Ming. After that, loyalty can be said to be irrelevant. Now, there are only the desire to survive, and... the desire to become a master, as long as you start in these few places, it will naturally be beneficial."

Yang Rong closed his eyes, and murmured, "His Highness... hey!"

Yang Rong is not sure whether it is a blessing or a disaster for Daming to have a prince who can inherit Zhu Di's mantle.

But one thing is certain, as long as this trend continues, Daming will not have to worry about foreign aggression within a hundred years.

"First Cochin, then Korea and Japan, the only foreign enemies left by Ming Dynasty are the grasslands."

...

In the early morning of the next day, all the people in Kyoto were asked to stand outside their homes and wait.

"What is this for? Could it be that Emperor Ming is here?"

An old man said with a sad face that just yesterday, his youngest son was instigated to defend the palace, and he hasn't come back until now. He probably won't come back.

"Wars are not a good thing! Daming is so big, and Wa is so small, and he always wants to tease him, isn't he courting death?"

The man next door said unconvinced: "But they still let His Majesty and the Emperor kneel, even the royal family kneel together. I don't think such a Ming Dynasty is a master of the king! Don't they fear being blamed by the Great God?"

"Where is the Great God?"

The old man stared, ignoring the eldest son's obstruction, and shouted: "If the Great God is here, how can the Emperor be a puppet all the time? Amaterasu! It has been said long ago that the current Emperor is no longer a purebred!"

"What? You're talking nonsense!"

"Go and ask, someone said a few days ago that the emperor's lineage has been replaced by others, what are the descendants of Amaterasu, if Amaterasu is still there, he would have killed those bastards long ago! "

"Shut up!"

At this time, a Ming soldier came over and stopped the quarrel between the two.

"coming!"

On Suzaku Avenue, Jubaoshanwei led the way and marched in.

"Puff puff!"

There is no goose step, but the neat array still makes people feel chills.

"Puff puff!"

The rows of sergeants were full of pride and pride. There were many muskets and bayonets on their shoulders, illuminated by the morning sun, and the reflected light made the Japanese on both sides close their eyes slightly.

"This is Master Daming!"

Since last night, the Japanese people in Kyoto have consciously changed their mouths, and no one dares to speak nonsense.

At this time, Lin Qun'an in front suddenly shouted: "Sing!"

So there was an extra voice in the footsteps that could shake the entire capital.

"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with my son, the king Yu Xingshi, repair my spear, and share the same hatred with my son..."

The deep voice seemed to be the roar of a giant dragon lurking underground. It wished to pierce the cage that imprisoned itself, and tear the sky that had sown countless tragedies apart with its claws!

"It's said that there is no clothes, and I share the same luster with my son, the king Yu Xingshi, repair my spear and halberd, and work together with my son..."

The voice gradually became louder, and the endless array made the people of Kyoto City shudder.