He knew what this meant.

From now on, the dignity of the royal family will be completely wiped out, and he will be nailed to the pillar of shame and be scolded by all the people.

From now on, Japan will completely become a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty, and the entire Japanese people will also develop a sense of despair.

But even if he resists, will the end change?

Just one person broke into the imperial residence, as if he had entered a state of no one. He could not imagine what kind of power the five thousand imperial guards should have.

"Toyotomi Hideyoshi!"

Goyosuke felt a little more hatred for Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

If he hadn't insisted on attacking North Korea and provoking the Ming Dynasty, there wouldn't be the scene today.

Looking at the subjects on the surrounding streets, Hou Yang Cheng suddenly felt ashamed.

On the main street, all the people and warriors were watching this scene.

At this moment, a man in a samurai uniform and carrying a long sword walked slowly in front of the street.

His pace was not fast, but he was extremely firm.

Someone in the crowd seemed to recognize him and exclaimed: "He is from the Yagyu family."

"Yanyu Nobusa!"

"The great swordsman who travels around the world, Nobusa Yagyu."

There were whispers coming from all around.

"stop!"

The imperial guards in front immediately scolded him, and the warriors around him kept holding the knife.

Yeyu Nobuki paused, his eyes turned to the figure that Bukank and said in a deep voice: "Yaoyu Nobuki dares to ask His Majesty the Emperor if he wants to go out of the city... to welcome the people who kneel down to welcome the Ming Dynasty?"

Hou Yang's face turned iron.

A hint of anger suddenly rose in his eyes.

Yanagi Nobuhisa's words were like directly uncovering his fig leaf.

Although this matter is well known, it is slapping him in the face so openly.

How should he answer?

"presumptuous!"

The samurai leader guarding one side shouted angrily: "Yanyu Nobuhisa, pay attention to your attitude."

Yeyu Nobujiu still had a expressionless face and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, do you want to go out of the city to kneel down to welcome the Marquis of Wu'an of the Ming Dynasty?"

Hou Yangcheng was completely angry.

The word "kneeling to welcome" is too harsh.

The people of the Ming Dynasty had pulled his face off, and now, Nobuhiro Yagyu was equivalent to stepping on his face directly on the ground.

Hou Yangcheng was silent for a moment and said in a stern tone: "Solve him!"

Hearing this, the leader of the guards beside him was stunned for a moment.

Although they scolded Nobuyuki Yagyu, Nobuyuki Yagyuki was a swordsman in the world and was famous all over the world. If he killed him here, it would be spread...

The guard leader was still thinking, and a cold voice suddenly came from his ears: "What are you waiting for?"

"Abide by the order!"

The guard leader responded respectfully, turned to look at Nobuyuki Yayoi in front of him, and said coldly: "Nobuyuki Yayoi, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."

Yeyu Nobuyo never said anything, but walked over and said loudly again: "I wonder if His Majesty the Emperor is going to leave the city to kneel down to welcome the Marquis of Wu'an of the Ming Dynasty?"

The guard leader waved.

In an instant, a rain of arrows arrived.

The imperial guards in front rushed forward.

The shouts of killing soar into the sky.

Everyone was watching this scene in silence.

A quarter of an hour later, the team set off again.

On the street, a corpse fell in a pool of blood, with wide eyes wide open.

There was a silence around.

Everyone was silent.

I don’t know who moved first, but people on the street followed Houyangcheng’s guard of honor.

A huge crowd surged out of Kyoto.

This scene is undoubtedly extremely spectacular.

"Boom!"

Outside the city, on the horizon in the distance, a black torrent swept across.

The ground was trembling and gravel was jumping on the ground.

Everyone who had just walked out of the city subconsciously stopped, widened their eyes and looked into the distance.

At this moment, everyone felt a sense of palpitations.

In a trance, in the distant world, a giant sword exuding an abyssy aura attacked.

The sky is broken!

This sword slashed the darkness and the day, and separated the world.

The invisible knife intent swept across.

All the samurai holding the knife had their arms trembling slightly, and the palms on the hilt could no longer be moved away half an inch.

No matter how they want to pull out the knife, whenever they want to put it into practice, their arms will tremble slightly and they will lose all their strength.

There were also master-level warriors present, who were also a figure in the founding sect in Japan. Even if they were famous in one place, they had to be treated respectfully.

But their eyes are now filled with deep fear.

That feeling has never happened before, as if the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed.

After a few breaths, the dark torrent rushed from afar, then slowed down and rode his horse slowly forward.

Under the sky, everything is silent!

Only the heavy sound of horse hooves, like thunder, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

Three big flags flutter in the strong wind!

Golden dragon flag!

Black flying fish flag!

A big banner with the word "Lin"!

And a giant figure - Pixiu!

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by the Pixiu, which exuded a huge amount of fierce power.

And the figure with a cold face on the back of the Pixiu.

As the Jinyiwei approached, the dull pressure also came over.

The long-term killing has already developed a killing aura on the Jinyiwei.

This evil aura is far beyond the reach of people, not to mention that the gathering of five thousand royal uniformed guards and the fusion of evil auras is even more attractive.

Some timid people were captured by this momentum and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Back!

Everyone was retreating.

Every time the Jinyiwei took a step forward, the people gathered in front of the city gate took a step back.

Hou Yangcheng sighed lightly and walked down.

He knew that he had no choice.

He tidied up his clothes, stepped forward, and then slowly...kneeled down.

At the moment he knelt on the ground, he felt a great shame.

The people gathered behind were completely desperate.

Seeing the emperor who was high in their hearts kneeling on the ground, it seemed that something was broken in their hearts.

The sky... collapsed.

Hou Yangcheng shouted: "Welcome...Mr. Wu'an, Daming."
To be continued...