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Blood stained the armor, and the dark metal emitted a series of glimmers. Zhu Tianyou exuded an air of ferocity.
Across from him, Wu Sangui appeared refreshed and full of energy. He was brimming with confidence, being the greatest general of the Ming Dynasty. Having galloped beyond the borders in his youth, how could he fear this young brat, still reeking of immaturity and full of brute strength?
Wu Sangui silently watched from the side. Seeing the generals fall, he slowly stepped forward and looked at Zhu Tianyou with disdain.
Ancient military strategy states: When the enemy is exhausted and we are strong, we can defeat them.
Zhu Tianyou, after consecutive battles, had suffered twelve defeats and was panting heavily, feeling extremely exhausted. At this moment, Wu Sangui took advantage of the situation and continued to close in. Zhu Tianyou attempted to maneuver, trying to buy himself some time to catch his breath.
He had been fighting so hard not only for the Ming Dynasty but also for his own life. He knew he had to make a change; otherwise, it would mean destruction.
Wu Sangui seemed to have seen through Zhu Tianyou's intentions. He shouted, "Are you retreating just like that? I even doubt the intelligence from General Su! Do you think you deserve the title of 'Enemy of Ten Thousand'? Don't make me laugh; you will die at my hands, Wu Sangui! Surrender now, and I may spare your life!"
Zhu Tianyou said nothing; he just took a deep breath and lunged forward to engage in a fierce struggle with Wu Sangui.
Zhu Tianyou and Wu Sangui fought fiercely for a while before stepping back. Seizing the opportunity, Zhu Tianyou threw a powerful punch.
Wu Sangui quickly defended himself, feeling a sharp pain as he blocked Zhu Tianyou's full-force strike.
Thinking that this could not go on, it seemed he was indeed unstoppable— it was time to unleash the killer move.
Wu Sangui changed his combat strategy, no longer clashing head-on with Zhu Tianyou. Instead, he skillfully dodged around, drawing a precious sword from his waist.
It is said that the treasured sword was obtained by Zhao Zilong during his seven battles at Changban Slope. After the fall of Shu Han, it fell into the hands of the common people.
The treasured sword is over six inches long, shining with a cold light. Zhu Tianyou understood that if he were struck in a vital area, his life would be in danger. Even if he were not struck in a vital area, it would still tear through his tough muscles, causing a large loss of blood. At that point, the outcome of this one-on-one battle would truly be unknown...
Zhu Tianyou cautiously dodged, thinking hard about how to achieve victory.
He silently recalled his efforts over the past few days. Wu Sangui's techniques were indeed somewhat similar to Wang Dongming's, but they were more aggressive and powerful. However, his understanding of the Overlord Battle Technique had led him to develop his own unique insights.
The mystery of the art of war comes from strength, and it will also be broken through by strength.
Zhu Tianyou tried hard to calm himself down and slowly closed his eyes, entering a mysterious state. At this point, they had been chasing and flashing at each other for a full stick of incense.
Wu Sangui remained calm and composed. The longer time passed, the more advantageous it was for him. After all, the rebellious soldiers were only a minority, and the number of troops sent to suppress the rebellion would only increase.
At this moment on the street, the Third Prince, accompanied by his four guards, was issuing proclamations, persuading the army to switch sides. With Wang Dongming's influence, one-tenth of the troops joined the fight. Most of the soldiers, upon hearing of the turmoil in the city, intended to head to the General's Office. However, upon seeing Emperor Ming's blood edict, half of the troops fell silent, indicating their neutrality.
The Ming Dynasty faction clashed fiercely with the loyal soldiers of Wu Sangui, while the common people shut their doors and windows tightly, trembling in fear.
Blood and corpses were scattered throughout the streets; the fierce battle was only temporary. If Wu Sangui emerged victorious, all of this would become a mere illusion.
In the General's Office, Wang Dongming met Su Shanshui and brought them to the guards. Among these guards, only one-third were loyal to the Ming Dynasty. It can be expected that an asymmetrical bloody battle is about to erupt.
Wang Dongming swallowed hard, prepared for the possibility of dying in battle, when an unexpected turn of events occurred.
Su Shanshui pointed at the approaching guards and shouted, "These guards are rebelling and plotting to assassinate General Wu. Now that Wu Sangui has been killed, why aren't you soldiers quickly taking action to kill the traitors?"
Su Shanshui's guards were completely bewildered. The guards outside the residence, hearing the sounds of unrest in the streets, were already anxious, but no one made a decision. They had long suspected that someone within the residence was causing trouble.
Now, upon hearing Deputy General Su, Wu Sangui's strategist, say this, the guards inside the residence sprang into action and engaged in battle with Wu Sangui's personal soldiers.
Wang Dongming was also taken aback, while Su Shanshui calmly stood beside him and whispered, "Although I am a guest of Wu Sangui, opportunistic and selfish, having once been a mere merchant, I am still a person of the Ming Dynasty. I do not wish to spend my prime years as a slave to the Manchus..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dongming was filled with immense joy and repeatedly said, "We are all people of the Ming Dynasty. General Su has realized his mistake, and the Ming Dynasty will surely remember your contributions."
The two individuals coldly watched as the guards finished their battle. Wu Sangui's personal soldiers were outnumbered and all were killed by the enemy, who had double their numbers. Su Shanshui signaled with his eyes and spoke, "I suspect that there are assassins among you. Now, I command you to lay down your weapons and await investigation."
Wang Dongming also voiced his agreement. The Ming Dynasty placed great importance on Wang Dongming, and everyone responded by being the first to drop their weapons and kneel in surrender.
Under the influence of the psychology of conformity, all the guards put down their weapons and knelt to show their loyalty.
Su Shanshui gestured to Wang Dongming, who led some soldiers into the mansion, while Su Shanshui led the other group out, dividing the forces.
Wang Dongming, with ten Ming Dynasty warriors, picked up their long spears and prepared to go to support Zhu Tianyou.
At this moment in the mansion, the situation was already very dangerous. Zhu Tianyou had a wound on his abdomen and another on his arm. His right arm was bleeding profusely, and if it continued for long, it would surely affect his condition. Squinting his eyes, Zhu Tianyou, spurred on by the sight of his own blood, decided to make a decisive move.
Zhu Tianyou feigned excessive blood loss, reacting too late as he thrust his right hand straight toward the sword.
In Wu Sangui's eyes, it seemed as if he saw Zhu Tianyou being split in two and dying on the spot, which made him excitedly shout, "You, a mere Deputy General, should dream about it in your next life. My Qinghong Sword will split you in two."
When Zhu Tianyou's arm intersected with the Azure Rainbow Sword, his wrist suddenly twisted backward. His eyes widened in shock as four fingers pressed down like rivets, firmly gripping the blade of the Azure Rainbow Sword, which was stuck against Zhu Tianyou's bone, unable to advance even an inch.
Wu Sangui's eyes widened in disbelief; he could hardly believe that Zhu Tianyou's strength was so terrifying.
Zhu Tianyou lunged forward, firmly securing Wu Sangui's waist with his left hand while using his right hand to deflect the Qinghong Sword. Enduring the excruciating pain, his blood-soaked right hand unleashed a tremendous force.
Wu Sangui, tightly held, could not skillfully evade or dissipate the power, and felt a heavy blow to his abdomen through the soft armor.
With a loud spurt, Wu Sangui coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, suffering internal injuries. He still tightly gripped the Qinghong Sword, determined to fight to the death, and swung the sword back fiercely.
Zhu Tianyou tilted his head back, desperately trying to dodge. In the end, the Qinghong Sword grazed Tianyou's scalp, nearly severing his head, but it only took away some hair and skin as it passed.
Zhu Tianyou was just a step away from delivering a fatal blow, but now the outcome was clear. He lifted the weakened Wu Sangui with his left hand, who had exhausted his strength and had yet to regain it, and slammed him down hard onto the ground.
Wu Sangui felt a wave of dizziness, and Zhu Tianyou followed up with several heavy punches, causing Wu Sangui to lose consciousness immediately.
The outcome of the mutiny in Shanhaiguan has been determined.
The future of the Ming Dynasty has become difficult to describe, and no one can know what changes will occur in the future.
Wang Dongming and Su Shanshui arrived late. Upon entering the mansion, they saw Zhu Tianyou gravely injured and had already captured Wu Sangui alive.
Su Shanshui joked, "It seems I truly did not misjudge, I chose the right side."
Upon seeing Su Shanshui and Wang Dongming together, Zhu Tianyou felt a bit strange, but the most important thing now has not been dealt with yet.
Wang Dongming said lightly, "Yes, it seems we don't need anything. Zhu Tianyou always surprises me. Someone, quickly go and bandage General Zhu's wounds..."
Zhu Tianyou was strong and healthy, though his face was pale. After a brief moment of adjustment, he suggested, "Wu Sangui has been executed. General Wang, hurry and send out the proclamation to quell the unrest."
Su Shanshui laughed lightly and said, "We have already sent it out; now we just wait for you to serve as evidence against Wu Sangui."
Wang Dongming proposed to behead the traitor Wu Sangui to intimidate the entire army.
Zhu Tianyou shook his head and said, "Wu Sangui is in our hands and cannot escape. This also prevents his loyal followers from launching a desperate counterattack. Moreover—he is truly a talented general. If we kill him, there will surely be constant infighting within the army."
Zhu Tianyou felt sorrow for the Ming Dynasty. The Shun Tian Mansion still relied on the inner palace's spies—a group of eunuchs and some remnants of defeated soldiers for defense. Wu Sangui's life still held much value for the future of the Ming Dynasty.
The Third Prince watched from a distance as small-scale battles erupted throughout the city. Until Wu Sangui was captured, he remained unconscious, tightly bound with hemp ropes. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Wu Sangui's personal guards knelt down and surrendered.
The Third Prince also advocated for sparing the lives of those who surrendered, and gradually pacified them. The rebellion at Shanhaiguan gradually came to an end.
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