Chapter 589: Long-Faced Sun, Invincible Sun
Behind hegemony there must be a country's strong power.
During the Han and Tang dynasties, envoys from the Central Plains could destroy a country with just the envoys. The same is true for the Eagle Sauce in later generations.
How can one person stir up so much trouble?
A strong army is the strongest backing for the messenger.
And Fan Hu's power also comes from this.
When his words made the ministers feel extremely humiliated and helpless, they could not help but feel great joy, but also felt contempt in their hearts.
The Ming Dynasty is still in the same mess!
Once the Khan leads his army south, he will surely be able to destroy the Ming capital.
But just when he was feeling proud of himself, a man rode up to him and looked at him with contempt, as if he was looking at an ant.
"Jiang Qingzhi!"
Fan Hu's eyes narrowed.
"A few hundred cavalrymen marching southward can cause inexplicable panic among the officials of the Ming Dynasty?" Jiang Qingzhi pointed at Fan Hu with a smoke from a medicine, "Come, go back and tell Altan Khan, don't even mention hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands... I am looking forward to it!"
Fan Hu looked at Jiang Qingzhi carefully, and saw only contempt and impatience.
This guy, he was actually looking forward to the Khan leading his troops south!
……
The Taoist had just finished his breakfast and was being escorted through the palace when a eunuch came over to greet him, "Your Majesty, the envoys from the Altan tribe are provoking outside the imperial city."
"Oh! How?" asked Emperor Jiajing.
In his opinion, with all the civil and military officials gathered in front of the imperial city, he was just an envoy and they could scold him to death!
"The envoy of Altan Khan said that years ago, Altan Khan sent more than a thousand cavalrymen to the south to prepare for a close encounter with the Ming army in the nine borders. However, the Ming army in the nine borders was as if they were facing a formidable enemy and was in a state of panic..."
The eunuch glanced at Emperor Jiajing and saw that he looked calm, which made him feel relieved. "The Minister Yan asked in public who could suppress the envoy's arrogance, but no one..."
Emperor Jiajing held the jade cone and took a deep breath, "What a shame and humiliation."
The master humiliated his minister and he died. Who can stand up for him and the Ming Dynasty?
"The envoy said that he originally wanted to lead several hundred cavalrymen south to Beijing, but he was worried that the officials of the Ming Dynasty would be panicked..."
This was not enough, as another slap came.
Huang Jin couldn't help but ask, "Where are the prime ministers?"
"The Yuanfu's face turned pale, but he was speechless."
"Where are the warriors?"
"Warriors bow their heads."
Gan Niang...the master humiliates the minister and the minister dies. At this moment, Huang Jin just wants to curse.
"His Majesty!"
An eunuch came running over and said, "Your Majesty, when Altan's envoy was feeling very proud, Chang Wei Bo asked Altan's envoy to go back and tell Altan that he was expecting thousands or tens of thousands of cavalry, let alone hundreds of cavalry."
"Good!" Huang Jin couldn't help but cheer up, "How did the envoy respond?"
The eunuch said, "The messenger said that Altan Khan has hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen under his command. If they march south with all their might, anyone would be crushed to dust."
This attitude was indeed arrogant. The Taoist narrowed his eyes and wondered why.
In addition, New Year's Day is a good day for universal celebration. It is not a good sign that Altan's envoy was slapped in the face in public.
The Taoist priest pays attention to these subtle points when practicing Taoism. He always feels that these subtle points are various hints or even warnings from God.
"Chang Wei Bo is no match for a bunch of useless people. I only need to lead an army of tens of thousands to show Altan Khan what the Han people's brave warriors are." The eunuch blushed slightly.
"Okay!" Huang Jin's face flushed and he was very excited.
"The messenger said that Altan had countless warriors under his command, and Chang Wei Bo asked him if he wanted to give it a try. The messenger looked at Sun Chonglou and a guard who the servant heard was called Mo Zhan, and said nothing."
"Cunning!" Huang Jin said, "Your Majesty, Sun Chonglou is known as Ashura in the Altan tribe, and the envoy is afraid that he will appear. Mo Zhan is known as the best swordsman in Xuanfu, and his strength is not bad."
"Yes!" Emperor Jiajing nodded, and the eunuch said, "So Chang Wei Bo asked the other guards around him to go into battle."
"Who?"
"I heard from them that the man's name is...Sun Bu Tong!"
"Sun Bu Tong?" The Taoist had an impression of him. He looked like a rather clever guard, but thin.
Huang Jin felt uneasy. "Why did Lord Chang Wei send this man to fight? It would be better to change someone else!"
Emperor Jiajing quickened his pace, but a shadow arose in his heart.
The envoy provoked on New Year's Day, which shows that he was prepared to be executed. At first glance, it seems that he wanted to intimidate the emperor and his ministers of the Ming Dynasty. But what is behind the intimidation?
If Sun Bu Tong was defeated, the morale of the Ming Dynasty would plummet. If the news of this decline and the rise of the other side spread to the outside of the Great Wall, the people of Altan Khan would surely cheer and their morale would soar.
In front of the imperial city, Sun Bu Tong handed the reins to a guard and walked over slowly.
The person coming out from the opposite side was Fan Hu's follower. He looked burly and had an indifferent expression, with a solemn and murderous aura emanating from him.
"He's a good fighter, and he has killed no less than 20 people!" Zhu Xizhong asked the servants, and then said to Jiang Qingzhi, "Let Mo Zhan go!"
Sun Chonglou is a nuclear weapon, but the taciturn Mo Zhan should not be underestimated. This Xuanfu's number one knife once shocked Altan's guards on the grassland. In the Ming Dynasty, Jiang Qingzhi was in danger several times, and every time it was Mo Zhan who stood in front of him.
Jiang Qingzhi shook his head. "I know Fan Hu is trying to provoke me, but... I believe Sun is different!"
Yan Song sighed, "Jiang Qingzhi is young and full of vigor. After being provoked by Fan Hu, he actually fought against the four horses of the upper class."
Yan Shifan said: "Anyone would be unable to resist being provoked like this by their opponent in front of so many civil and military officials."
"You actually know how to speak for him." Zhao Wenhua said.
Yan Shifan glanced at him and said, "Let alone Jiang Qingzhi, even if it is my life-and-death enemy, as long as he dares to stand in front of Fan Hu, I will forget the hatred and speak for him. If he can win, I will cheer for him loudly!"
Sun Bu Tong was never known for his strength of force, and his fighting had always been mostly based on tact.
The opponent looked strong and experienced.
Will trickery work on this person?
Mo Zhan narrowed his eyes, gripped the hilt of the knife, and various thoughts ran through his mind.
If it's not right... should we rush over? Even if it means breaking our promise, we must rescue Sun Bu Tong.
Sun Bu Tong and his followers stood three steps apart, looking at each other silently.
This is pre-war observation and assessment, as well as psychological warfare.
After an unknown amount of time, Sun Bu Tong suddenly took a step forward.
The moment he moved, his followers also moved.
An average punch.
No matter which way you go, I'll punch you.
You either block or dodge.
Block... Given Sun's small body, the follower is confident that he can make him spit blood with one punch.
Once Sun Bu Tong dodged, the initiative was handed over to his followers.
Fan Hu couldn't help but praise the upright punch, "He is indeed a brave warrior beside the Khan!"
Cui Yuan couldn't help but be shocked, "Not good."
Just as the punch was about to hit him, Sun Bu Tong's body suddenly became shorter.
It turned out to be a low horse stance.
Then he leaned forward and rammed his right shoulder forward.
"Good!" Du He cheered loudly. The follower calmly turned sideways, avoiding the collision, while bending his left knee and pressing down on Sun Bu Tong's back.
The advantage of a tall and strong man over a thin body is reflected in this knee.
"Be careful!" someone exclaimed.
Sun Bu Tong kept moving his body, rolling forward to the left, then he supported himself on the ground with his hands and suddenly rotated his legs upwards.
Oolong strangulation!
At this moment, Emperor Jiajing was escorted into the imperial city.
He just happened to see Sun Bu Tong suddenly stand upside down.
But the follower had so much experience in fighting that he narrowly avoided his attack. Just when Sun Bu Tong was about to land, he kicked him!
Sweep!
Sun Bu Tong was in the air, tumbling down, and there was no way to avoid the kick.
The wind from his legs was actually whistling, showing how powerful it was.
If he was hit, Sun Bu Tong's thin body would probably die on the spot.
It is unlucky to die on New Year's Day, and to die in the imperial city before the grand court meeting brings together all kinds of negative factors.
Just as the Taoist priest changed color, Fan Hu couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
Amid the laughter, the faces of civil and military officials turned grim.
Even Jiang Qingzhi's mortal enemies wished that Sun Bu Tong could be possessed by a spirit and kill the follower with one punch.
pity……
Jiang Qingzhi took a puff of medicinal smoke and held down the shoulder of Mo Zhan who was about to rush out.
"Wait!"
Before he finished his words, Sun Bu Tong suddenly pushed his left hand on the ground.
The whole person actually tilted and fell to the right.
This requires tremendous strength.
In other words, Sun Bu Tong has been accumulating strength, waiting for this moment!
Du He's eyes lit up.
Zhu Xizhong clenched his fists.
Even Zhao Wenhua's eyes widened, wishing he could rush forward to help Sun Bu Tong.
Everyone held their breath and saw the follower's leg brush past Sun Bu Tong's waist.
With his clothes fluttering, Sun Bu Tong landed his legs on the ground, stepped hard, and flew out.
The follower still maintains the posture of leaning sideways and kicking out, with all the weight and strength on the legs.
When Sun Bu Tong leaped over, the indifference in his eyes turned into panic for the first time.
Sun Bu Tong raised his right fist and hit his Adam's apple hard.
Sun Bu Tong landed on the ground, took a few steps forward, and knelt on one knee.
"My Lord, I have accomplished my mission!"
Behind him, the follower covered his Adam's apple, stumbled a few steps towards Fan Hu, and fell down heavily with a bang.
There was silence in front of the imperial city.
Fan Hu was stunned.
There was a gleam of light in Yan Song's old eyes, and Yan Shifan punched even harder.
"it is good!"
Du He roared excitedly.
"Wan Sheng!"
A military hero could not help but shout the slogan of victory.
"Wan Sheng!"
The Honored Ones were cheering.
The generals were cheering.
All eyes were focused on the thin man kneeling in front of Jiang Qingzhi.
Huang Jin in the imperial city couldn't help but raise his arms and shout, "Victory!"
After shouting, he felt that he had lost his composure and couldn't help but look at Emperor Jiajing guiltily.
But Emperor Jiajing quickly raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then waved his arm again.
He whispered, "Victory!"
Zhu Xizhong saw Emperor Jiajing on the city wall and shouted, "Long live His Majesty!"
"Long live!"
"Long live your Majesty!"
The ministers cheered.
Emperor Jiajing, who was standing on the top of the city wall, raised his hand slightly, glanced at Fan Hu, and said contemptuously, "You clown!"
On New Year's Day, Fan Hu, an envoy of Altan Khan, provoked the emperor and his followers were killed. All officials shouted "Long live the emperor".
Emperor, very happy!
Sun Bu Tong was rewarded with a hundred gold coins.
Then he asked about his ambitions.
Sun Bu Tong barely hesitated, "I am willing to follow you, Master."
"Where are the children and grandchildren?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"My children and grandchildren...will naturally follow my young master!"
You really make me proud!
Sun Changlian made the guards feel proud and everyone looked radiant.
Only Sun Chonglou cursed and glared at Fan Hu provocatively, "I heard that you are a fierce general under Altan Khan, grandson, if you have the guts, come and fight me."
The emperor on the top of the city wall and all the officials below the city wall were looking at Fan Hu.
This is a counterattack!
Fan Hu hesitated for a moment.
He knew that if he bowed his head, the Ming emperor and his ministers would become even more proud.
He clenched his fists.
But as soon as he saw Sun Chonglou's oppressive and strong body, all the courage in his heart disappeared.
He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that his death would be worthless. He was even more afraid that his death would become a tool to boost the morale of the Ming Dynasty's rulers and ministers.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fan Hu slowly lowered his head.
(End of this chapter)
