Free Web NovelAs the words were half-spoken, Liu Zongmin's voice, with the aid of electromagnetic force, gradually spread into the distance.
From the Dashun army all the way to the inner city and the imperial palace, the loud voice was heard even by Li Zicheng, floating in the sky.
His face changed dramatically, and he looked downward with a fierce gaze.
From here, Liu Zongmin's facial expression could no longer be seen, but Li Zicheng's heart was filled with rage.
He chose to take a risk because he wanted to suppress the other leaders.
Especially Liu Zongmin.
This Righteous Army general beneath him held a lot of real power.
Since it was not yet the time when all birds were gone, Li Zicheng had to suppress his thoughts and continue to tolerate him.
He even gave him a position second only to himself.
But Li Zicheng never expected that this guy would be insatiable, coveting the great position.
The despicable man deserves to die!
Li Zicheng's eyes blazed with anger. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Liu Zongmin was startled by his own voice and also saw the astonished reactions around him.
Remembering that even Li Zicheng had no such reaction earlier, he became more convinced that he had the ability to contend for the position of emperor.
If not, how could his voice be so loud?
Within the Righteous Army, seeing Liu Zongmin dare to try, others couldn't hold back and directly stood up, "I, Hidetaka Tamimi..."
"I, Yuan..."
Voices one after another spread far and wide, echoing in the sky, and outside Fengxian Hall, the ministers running out heard each self-introduction.
The ministers who had already decided to surrender were at a loss, with so many people, who is the true dragon emperor?
Minister of Works, Fan Jingwen, painfully closed his eyes. He had passed the imperial examinations in The Forty-First year of Wanli, serving successively as a judge in Dongchang Prefecture, the principal of the Ministry of Personnel's Merit Office, an undersecretary of personnel selection, and a central censor among other positions.
His life as an official was clean and honest.
He thought that after Zhu Youjian ascended the throne, the world would usher in great governance.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be another muddleheaded fool, wantonly killing virtuous ministers and loyal generals, leaving only flatterers in court.
He was filled with agony.
The Ming Dynasty has fallen, even the heavens couldn't bear to watch.
Although he didn't have a good opinion of Zhu Youjian, he still hoped the world belonged to the Ming Dynasty.
Not the current scene.
All kinds of ambitious people are vying to ascend to the great position.
As Fan Jingwen was in pain, a heavenly voice descended.
"You who burn, kill, and plunder, honestly follow the true dragon to establish your feats, which is not a loss of redemption, and now you want to usurp the great position.
I will cast you into the Eighteen Levels of Hell, never to reincarnate!"
Aozawa allowed them to speak to make an example of a few, to ensure that the transformed Li Zicheng could smoothly take over the Dashun army.
Trying to minimize the slaughter and disaster caused by the transition of old and new dynasties.
The Dashun army entering the capital had not refrained from wrongdoing.
Boom!
Nine bolts of heavenly thunder flashed across the sky, the loud rumbling caused the palace tiles to tremble.
Fan Jingwen opened his eyes, watching the thunder enter the outer city.
From here it was unclear about the specific commotion.
However, the loud thunder resonating in the air made it clear, the others likely met the same fate as Zhu Youjian.
"Good!"
Li Zicheng looked at the nine sudden holes below, and couldn't help but clench his hands tightly, filled with excitement.
He knew that from that moment on, he would inevitably rule the world.
The ground carried him to the heavens.
The Thunder Dragon avoided, and the Heavenly Deity within the dragon appeared.
The figure was fierce.
Entirely clad in thunder.
The strands of lightning were as soft as dragon whiskers, floating in the wind.
The thunder stretching upward outlined the dragon's head.
The thunder covering the body seemed so light, like a feather coat.
Truly the appearance of a Heavenly Deity!
Li Zicheng quickly dismounted, knelt on both knees, and said: "Mortal Li Zicheng pays homage to the Heavenly Deity!"
Aozawa stood there, electromagnetic forces continually leaping across his body, with eyes sparkling with brilliance.
"The Qing army outside the pass will serve you, helping you to stabilize the great position, sweeping across the Yangtze River north and south."
"Thank you for the Heavenly Deity's favor!"
Li Zicheng was full of joy.
Having long heard of the terrifying combat power of the Qing army, he once thought about how to respond after seizing the world.
The conclusion drawn was that it was best to gather the city and defend it.
After all, he knew the true combat power of the Dashun army.
They could defeat the Ming Dynasty's official army.
Mainly because Zhu Youjian reigned for seventeen years, day after day, diligently doing things not befitting a ruler.
"Let me first ask you, are you willing to become the Sage and Enlightened Emperor?"
"I am willing!"
Li Zicheng replied confidently.
Aozawa nodded, raised a hand, letting his fingertips touch Li Zicheng's forehead, an electric current instantly surged into his brain, altering his thinking.
The so-called Sage and Enlightened Emperor must be ruthless and emotionless, controlling the court with the mind of an unfeeling machine.
And must have the people's interests at heart.
Wanting to achieve these things, the emperor could not be a normal person.
Aozawa decided to utilize his electromagnetic control to make certain changes to Li Zicheng's body, making his mind differ from normal people.
Ensuring he wouldn't become a muddle-headed ruler in his later years.
Crackling sounds.
Aozawa withdrew his hand.
A Thunder Dragon pattern appeared on Li Zicheng's left cheek, covering half his face, and his expression seemed to turn calm and unyielding.
His eyes were cold and deep.
Even Aozawa, the creator, couldn't help but marvel, this was a terrifying person.
"Very good, you are now a qualified emperor."
Aozawa nodded in satisfaction, and continued, "You may go down now."
"Thank you, Heavenly Deity."
Li Zicheng calmly responded, mounted his horse again.
Aozawa pointed a hand, electromagnetic forces immediately fell on the horse's body, instantly causing it to neigh loudly.
The warhorse's physique immediately doubled, its horrific muscles thicker than an elephant's leg.
Its eyes reddened like blood, the hair covering its body turned from black to a blood-red, flowing like flames in the air.
