"It has something to do with Yang Shu. Is it possible that these three people are all named Yang?"
Yuan Gong frowned and stood there, stroking a strand of goatee on his chin with his fingers.
While he was thinking about it, the school grounds were once again flooded with cheers that were even louder than before.
"See Your Highness! Do your best for Your Highness!"
The first shout was from Zhu Xiongying's pro-army regiment, but now it is the shout from Yan soldiers,
The cheers directly exploded in the school grounds. Zhu Xiongying's Snow Dragon Cavalry, Zhen camp and other legions thought that the Yan soldiers were competing with themselves.
They couldn't help but stop and look at each other, and then another louder wave swept over,
"I am willing to do my best for His Highness!"
Thousands of strong men used all their strength to roar, their faces red and their necks thick, and their cheers seemed to shatter the entire space.
Yuan Gong was in it and subconsciously covered his ears, but he still couldn't control the waves of cheers coming.
Morale has risen to the extreme,
And it was all just because His Highness Shengsun came to the school in person. What an appeal this was!
Yuan Gong slowly widened his eyes and looked at the group of soldiers around him. He had been in Yandi for a long time, but he had never seen such expressions on the faces of the soldiers.
Frenzy, excitement, madness,
It seems that these soldiers will work hard to fulfill any request of His Highness Shengsun. King Yan cannot do this, King Jin cannot do it, and even...
Yuan Gong unconsciously had treasonous thoughts in his head.
Perhaps, even His Majesty cannot do it,
His Highness Shengsun just stood there and did nothing to make the Yandi soldiers go crazy like this. If he hadn't seen this scene with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even if he beat Yuan Gong to death.
"See His Highness the Holy Sun! Do your best for His Highness!"
"See His Highness the Holy Sun! Do your best for His Highness!"
One sound is louder than another, and one wave is louder than another.
"Hey, Mazi, are you fucking stupid? We are now competing with the trapped camp.
Why are you shouting after us one moment and shouting after them the next? "
A young soldier in Yandi uniform flushed with excitement and said with a trembling voice,
"Captain, I don't know why, I just can't control it. Every shout, no matter who shouts it, I don't want to be left behind!"
The cavalry captain of Yandi dilated his pupils upon hearing this, then laughed heartily, patted Mazi on the shoulder, and said seriously,
"You're damn right!"
The cheers that were originally shouting at each other and competing with each other gradually merged into one, and the soldiers all struck the ground with their swords and halberds.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Like the beating heart of the North, it roars powerfully,
The officers and soldiers of the three armies were all grateful to His Highness Shengsun and could not wait to go through fire and water for His Highness Shengsun.
Just imagine, in ancient times when food was scarce, there was a man who made you eat meat and drink milk. As long as you enlisted in the army, he would make clear arrangements for your family's livelihood.
Also, as long as he was there, or as long as he was under his organization, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were never defeated.
How could the soldiers of the armed forces not be excited about working under such a charming and elegant young prince? How not to go crazy?
Yuan Gong could not see Zhu Xiongying's figure. Zhu Xiongying's figure had long been submerged by the soldiers of the three armies, but Yuan Gong still looked in that direction,
Compared with manpower, fortune tellers like Yuan Gong have to believe in destiny more.
But,
Looking at the future Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Yuan Gong suddenly realized that his achievements were still far from enough.
No need for fortune telling, no need for hexagrams, just eyes and ears.
Look at the expressions of the soldiers, listen to the cheers of the soldiers,
Just know what kind of existence His Highness Shengsun is to the Ming Dynasty,
Yuan Gong felt ashamed for a while.
Haha, compared to this, the few wisps of dragon energy that King Yan had before were completely numb.
What is the True Dragon Emperor?
When you are here, don't worry about others. This is the answer!
Yuan Gong made up his mind that wherever His Highness Shengsun went from now on, he would follow him and never leave even half a step away.
Because there is a saying in the world of physiognomists, that is, the energy of the dragon.
If you just rely on yourself to practice, you will have to practice until the age of the monkey, and the fastest way is to stay next to your true destiny with dragon energy.
For example, Prime Minister Zhuge chose Liu Bei, but there is no doubt that the dragon energy in Liu Bei is incomplete, not even as good as the few wisps of dragon energy in King Yan, let alone compared with Zhu Xiongying who has the dragon energy in the world.
Even... Yuan Gong's eyes lit up and he muttered in a low voice,
"Liu Laodao, I'm going to surpass you now!"
Liu Bowen, who chose Lord Hongwu's dragon energy, has a transcendent Taoism.
Yuan Gong originally thought that Liu Bowen's style of play was out of print and that he would never have a chance to surpass him, but he didn't expect that a big treasure fell from the sky. It was obvious that Zhu Xiongying had much more dragon energy than Lord Hong Wu.
The fundamental reason lies in Zhu Yuanzhang's infinite preference for his eldest grandson. If Zhu Yuanzhang knew that there was dragon energy, he wouldn't need anyone else to tell him. He wished he could bless all his luck to his eldest grandson.
Yuan Gong let out a long breath. He had eyes today.
True Dragon Emperor, Son of Destiny,
It turns out he is this kind of person,
The soldiers gradually separated to both sides, clearing a path, but the sound of swords and halberds hitting the ground still did not stop.
The second eldest child, Zhu Xiang, took the lead and walked out with his sword in hand, kneeling on one knee in front of Zhu Xiongying.
In normal times, they were uncles and nephews, but now they are kings and ministers.
Zhu Xiang took out his dagger and cut open his palm, letting the blood fall to the ground. When the soldiers saw the red, their eyes became more fanatical and restless. Zhu Xiang raised his head and looked at Zhu Xiongying, his eyes flashed, and he shouted,
"The clan ordered Zhu Ping to be the sword in the hands of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Roar!!!"
Zhu Ping's voice directly pushed the atmosphere to a climax. All the soldiers in the three armies roared at the top of their lungs. Some soldiers even beat their chests with their hands in excitement to express their crazy emotions.
The rebellious and rebellious second son of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ping, knelt down under one man with all his heart.
This scene is so impactful!
"Second uncle, I'll leave it to you from now on."
Zhu Xiongying looked at his second uncle with a smile. He had never seen his second uncle look so serious before.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
There was a scratching sound from the armor on Zhu Ping's body. He stood up and strode to the right side behind Zhu Xiongying. He glanced at the soldiers with a glare.
This is His Royal Highness Shengsun's minion.
The attitude expressed by Zhu Xi couldn't be more obvious. I only recognize my eldest nephew as my successor!
And when His Highness Shengsun stood here, everyone was no longer His Highness. Only Zhu Xiongying was worthy of the title of His Highness, and only this one, His Highness,
The atmosphere was still burning, and a tall and solemn figure walked out wearing armor and holding a sword.
The undeniable number one figure in the North,
Jin Wang Zhu Fan.
