He plundered as much treasure as possible from the Ganqing Palace and the Three Treasures Bureau, and let ten majestic Kunlun slaves carry it. When the Meridian Gate of the Forbidden City was opened, Li Zicheng rode in, Wang Xuejun and the prince Zhu Cilang went down the tunnel.

The originally noisy Ganqing Palace returned to silence again, as if no one had ever come before, and the drama that forced Chongzhen to death and separated the flesh and blood would not have happened.

Following the secret passage, the group carried a heavy burden and hurriedly crawled out of the Xin Palace again.

But I heard shouting and scolding around the palace of Prince Xin.

The dusty Wang Xuejun immediately found Xu Jie: "What's going on?"

"The bandits want to enter the palace of Prince Xin."

"You didn't show the banner of Dashun?"

"The bandits are crazy. They know that this is the emperor's mansion at that time. They think that it must be full of jewelry, so they desperately want to attack in."

Xu Jie wiped his sweat: "How is it, sir, have the task been completed?"

While adding heavy armor protection to the prince and Princess Changping, he said, "The mission is done, now we are going to rush out of Beijing."

When Xu Jie heard this, he was overjoyed and immediately ran to the prince and knelt on one knee: "The Caomin greets the prince."

Facing this guy who suddenly appeared, Zhu Cilang was still a little uncomfortable.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, when the King promised me that as long as you rescue Your Highness the Crown Prince, I will be granted the title of Marquis of the Ming Dynasty and ask Your Highness to promise."

Faced with this sudden emergence of the grass-roots requesting the award of the marquis, Zhu Cilang was confused.

You should know that China's title had strict requirements after the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Qin and Han Dynasties. This is what is called Feng Tang and Yi Lao, and Li Guang was difficult to be granted.

Li Guang's achievements are recognized in history, but he will never be granted a title for a marquis for his lifetime.

Especially after the Tang Dynasty, when the other surname was named king, he would not even think about it during his lifetime.

If you are born and named as king, it means that you are not far from death. You will choose one of the two with a glass of poisonous wine or a white silk, and you will take care of you without being lonely and let your nine tribes be buried with you.

The title of vassal is an absolute merit of founding the country, but you are still not far from death.

But the only benefit is that you don’t need to be buried with your family, and it’s enough for you to be buried with your family.

After the peace of the Ming Dynasty, it is rare to be able to grant you a uncle.

After the Tumu Fort Incident, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty tried his best to catch all the nobles, no one was granted a title for foreign surnames.

Faced with such a problem, the prince was a little confused.

Wang Xuejun stood up and said, "Crown Prince, this is the time to recreate the Ming Dynasty and need talents. As the future emperor, you can award the title of minister who saves the emperor to win people's hearts."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Cixuan immediately entered the role: "Gou, you need a loyal man. Gou will be granted the title now - what is your name?"

Wang Xuejun staggered, and he blamed himself for not introducing it clearly.

"Xu Jie, from Jiangnan."

Zhu Cilang said oh: "Jiangnan, think about the past-"

When is this time? I still remember it, it was so fatal.

"Please add the title to your Majesty."

Zhu Cixuan heard the shouts of killing outside and knew that time was tight, so he immediately had plastic surgery: "I have added Xu Jie to the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty and give him a name, yes--"

"Dinghou."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xu Jie fainted at that time.

When he was woken up by Wang Xuejun, he was like a mouse with half a pound of Erguotou: "Knife, where is the knife? Give me a knife, I want to kill the enemy for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

This was the first time that Zhu Cilang had given his ministers, and it was also the first time that he felt that he had expressed his feelings as an emperor of a generation. The first time that a word could make people willing to die.

So, without waiting for Wang Xuejun's proposal, he immediately issued an order loudly: "Today, all the warriors are my imperial guards and are granted the title of General of the Han Dynasty."

The Han general was just the name of the imperial guards, but he was not an official.

But Wang Xuejun was about to take advantage of this to bribe the local hero and promote the title of the prince he had kept.

He shouted at that time: "Look at all the local heroes, the Prince of the Ming Dynasty, the future emperor, because you have made contributions to saving the Lord, you will be specially appointed as generals of the Han Dynasty, and you are generals."

When I saw that the prince was in front of me.

When he heard that the future emperor in front of him had been appointed as a general.

Wow, what a great official, how capable he is to shine the ancestors in the light.

One thousand five hundred townsmen took the opportunity to kneel down and shouted loudly. When they participated in the battle, their strength value increased tenfold in a blink of an eye.

Wang Xuejun was depressed.

A short statement made these guys betray him?

It seems that you have to be guarded against the emperor by every means.

Zhu Cilang looked at the five hundred black slaves again: "I, I will give you a title--"

The captain of the guard immediately interrupted: "We are just the prince's slaves, now they are, forever."

Wang Xuejun was very pleased, and it was so nice to be relieved that the black slave was uncivilized and had a stubborn mind.

A shocking shouts suddenly broke out outside.

The bandits outside could no longer bear it and they were about to attack.

Having hidden the prince and the princess in the black slave team, Wang Xuejun made a loud order: "Kunlun slaves, take a long bow and cover the square in front of the palace. Let's fight out all the soldiers."

With a command, 500 Kunlun slaves took the English longbow on their backs. These people born on the African prairie are good hunters themselves and are very familiar with bows and arrows.

With a shout, 500 longbows were pulled open, and with a loud sound, 500 giant arrows like javelins rose into the air at the sound of the bowstring.

They quickly climbed to a high altitude and reached the highest point.

It seemed that they paused, then they turned down together. The huge potential energy, coupled with the weight of the javelin, fell faster and faster, and finally roared and rushed towards the dense bandits in the square.

All the bandits were about to launch an attack when they suddenly heard a huge roar in the yard of the royal palace.

Then I saw countless huge javelin-like arrows rising into the sky in the yard of the royal palace.

They climbed up to the sky and rushed down under the gaze of people.

They really didn't expect that the friendly troops in the yard would fight as soon as they said they could.

Seeing the giant arrows falling, countless bandits exclaimed and shouted: "Hurry, shield, shield."

A few shields were raised to meet the blow of the giant sword.

And more bandits without shields can only run away with their heads in their arms.

The giant arrow fell, and the mighty forces immediately penetrated the bodies of one bandit after another easily.

And those bandits holding shields are not spared.

With huge kinetic energy and potential energy, huge arrows were shot on the shield. These shields were like paper, and were easily frozen through, and their remaining momentum was not reduced. They shot the bandits holding the shield to kill the local area.

In a blink of an eye, there was a bloody storm on the huge square.

They are lucky to be shot to death because they have no pain.

And those who were penetrated by an arrow and were nailed to the ground for a while were screaming and wailing, struggling in pain.

But the disaster was just beginning. With the roar of bowstrings in the yard, batches of giant arrows flew into the sky and rushed towards the enemy.

Ten rounds passed in a blink of an eye, and a dense javelin forest grew in the square.

I don’t know how many bandits were shot to death, and I don’t know how many bandits were nailed to the ground and wailed.

Wang Xuejun drew his sword: "General of the Han Dynasty, rush."
Chapter completed!