There are not many people in the Ming Cult who can clearly see the current situation.
Most of them are warriors, and among this group of people, only Yang Xiao can be considered a talent.
He has known Zhu Yuanzhang for many years and has experienced the baptism of battle, so his knowledge is far higher than that of others.
Yang Xiao already knew Zhang Wuji's ambition.
At this moment, he also knew what he should say.
Yang Xiao said: Master, you have a far-sighted vision. Under your leadership, the Ming Cult will surely prosper, but now we have lost the barrier of Zhu Yuanzhang.
I believe that in the future, when the Yuan Dynasty comes to its senses, it will definitely attack us.
I suggest that from now on, we should recruit more disciples and strengthen the protection of Guangmingding.
If we want to gain a foothold in this chaotic world, we should rely on ourselves instead of others. There are countless rebel kings now, and our Ming Cult is no exception. In my opinion, we might as well take advantage of the situation and rise up.
Yang Xiao's words were like a thunderclap, shocking many people present.
Among all the people, only King Yin Ye remained extremely calm.
Because he had long known Zhang Wuji's ambition.
In the past few days, he has secretly recruited a team of more than a thousand people.
If we continue like this, as long as we are willing to spend money, it won’t take long before we can form an army of tens of thousands of people.
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Yang Xiao’s words were exactly what Zhang Wuji was thinking.
The reason why he didn't say it himself was that he was worried that his prestige was not enough.
After all, Zhang Wuji had only been the leader of the Ming Cult for a month, and the time he spent at Guangmingding was only a few days in total.
So in some matters, Yang Xiao's prestige is even higher than Zhang Wuji's, and what he says will be recognized by most people.
This is why, before going to Buliang Mountain, he only allowed King Yin Ye to secretly recruit soldiers.
Seeing that everyone was speechless, Zhang Wuji quickly spoke to Yang Xiao.
Okay, as you said, from now on, our Ming Cult will be considered as a rebellion.
What the Ming Cult lacks the least is warriors. With a group of masters like you here, as long as we can find a way to win over tens of thousands of soldiers, we can dominate the world.
This Guangmingding is too small, and the main hall is a bit cramped. Some time ago, I went to Dadu of the Yuan Dynasty, and the imperial city there was very magnificent.
Standing on the palace, taking in the view, one will feel relaxed and refreshed...
Zhang Wuji said a lot of passionate words, which were very brainwashing.
Even Yang Xiao and Yin Yewang, who had already known what he wanted to do, were delighted to hear it.
On this day, Zhang Wuji openly issued an order to recruit soldiers.
From this day on, the Ming Cult would no longer secretly support any rebel king.
Because the Ming Cult rebelled.
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Zhang Wuji was ready, and so was Zhao Min on the other side.
The horse under Zhao Min's crotch galloped all the way back to Dadu without stopping.
It is indeed a pity that we failed to capture Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang during the fire at Buliang Mountain.
But right now, she has something more important to do.
She doesn't want to wait any longer, she wants to take power over the world.
Zhao Min burned down Buliang Mountain and defeated Zhu Yuanzhang without bloodshed.
At this time, her prestige in the army had reached its peak.
She could mobilize most of the Yuan Empire's troops.
The remaining one-tenth or twelve-tenth would be hers as soon as that dog emperor died.
Inside the palace, Han Yulou had already sent a letter to Zhao Min by carrier pigeon.
In recent times.
The dog emperor took two red pills every day and had sex with more than a dozen concubines. His body was exhausted and his waist was almost broken.
If this continues, he will die in a woman's belly in a few days.
At this time, Zhao Min was only one step away from the highest authority.
As long as I can get the edict to confer the title of empress before the dog emperor dies, my mission will be accomplished.
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At night, Zhang Wuji returned to his house.
He didn't go to Zhu'er today.
Because last night, he had already exhausted Zhu'er a lot.
In fact, in Zhu'er's heart, she had long known that Zhou Zhiruo had become Zhang Wuji's woman.
As they were both women, Zhu'er knew that Zhou Zhiruo had been deflowered just by looking at her.
In response, Zhu'er did not cry or make a fuss, nor did she say anything more. She did not want to struggle anymore for things that could not be changed.
In fact, like Zhou Zhiruo, she doesn't like men having three or four wives.
There is no woman in the world who wants her man to have three wives and four concubines.
But when love is deep, it’s different.
Zhu'er can no longer live without Zhang Wuji. No matter what he does, Zhu'er cannot live without him.
At the same time, Zhu'er also knew that Zhou Zhiruo was also inseparable from him. As a woman, Zhu'er knew what Zhou Zhiruo was thinking.
Zhu'er has let it go. As long as she can stay with Zhang Wuji, she doesn't care about having another woman or brother Wuji.
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At this time, Zhou Zhiruo was lying safely on the bed.
Her snow-white feet were exposed outside the quilt.
In this situation, Zhang Wuji could no longer suppress the fire in his heart.
He grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's feet in his hands.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo did not resist much.
She just kicked her legs a few times randomly.
Seeing that Zhang Wuji refused to let go, she gave up.
Zhou Zhiruo knows Zhang Wuji too well.
She knew that every movement of hers at this moment had become a naked provocation in Zhang Wuji's eyes.
But she still felt a little unwilling in her heart.
As long as he returns to Guangmingding, he will definitely go back to spend the first night with that little vixen.
Zhou Zhiruo was very jealous and a little sad about this, but she didn't dare to show it.
She was afraid of losing face, not her own, but Zhang Wuji's.
She was afraid that outsiders would gossip about Zhang Wuji behind his back.
She was afraid that outsiders would say that the leader of the Ming Cult married a petty-minded wife.
Every time, whenever Zhou Zhiruo thought of this, she would feel a little resentful.
Looking at the impatient man in front of her, Zhou Zhiruo still spoke angrily.
Go find your spider. From now on, as long as you are in Guangmingding, don’t come to my room. I don’t want to see you.
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