The unrelated generals nearby were all acting like this, not to mention the person involved, Fan Zhong.
His eyes were almost bloodshot with hatred, and he could hardly imagine that his future self would be so humiliated by a eunuch.
When he looked at Wang Zhen who was hung up, his eyes were so fierce that he almost wanted to eat his flesh!
"Wang Zhen! Wang Zhen! What a good eunuch!"
If it weren't for his unwillingness to kill Wang Zhen easily, Fan Zhong might have been tempted to rush up and bite his neck off!
And how could the emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty, who had just arrived here and were almost unable to bear it, think that this was just the beginning!
…
Above the sky.
The screen slowly turned.
The leader of the Oara tribe wearing a big fur collar sat at the front of the camp with a frown and some anxiety.
"Why does the emperor of the Ming army want to conquer personally again? If the emperor doesn't stay in the imperial capital, he will have to go to this battlefield to find happiness!!"
Although the Oara tribe leader was cursing, the sorrow and uneasiness in his eyes became more and more intense, and the Oara tribesmen beside him also became restless.
At this time, lines of small ink characters like explanations slowly appeared on the right side of the sky.
[It’s not surprising that Wala reacted this way, it’s true that every personal expedition of the Ming Emperor brought extremely bad memories to them. 】
[Needless to say, Zhu Di was the ruthless man who broke Wala's courage decades ago, making Wala's color change after hearing about the Ming Army for decades! 】
[Looking forward to the death of Zhu Di, Wala finally seized the opportunity to rest for a few years, and then began to get ready to move again. As a result, at this time, Emperor Xuande Zhu Zhanji personally rode to the battlefield. 】
[Although Zhu Zhanji's military talent was not as good as Zhu Di's, he still managed to kill three in and three out of the Oara tribe with his bravery, quickly reminding the Oara tribe of their fear of being dominated by the Ming Emperor. 】
[With the reputation built by such two emperors, it is difficult for the Oara tribe not to be conditioned to fear the Ming Emperor's personal conquest. 】
Yongle period.
The imperial doctor smoothed his flow and inserted acupuncture, finally allowing Zhu Di's physical condition to stabilize. When he saw this scene, Zhu Di immediately snorted angrily again.
"Those losers in Wala are really brave! I only dared to jump around just a few years after my death. It seems that the beating was not hard enough!!"
Zhu Gaochi patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder happily.
"I didn't expect Ji'er to be a horse-riding emperor who can fight! It's really good, much better than dad and me!"
Hongwu period.
Zhu Yuanzhang touched little Zhu Di's dog head and said with satisfaction.
"It seems that Di'er's genes are quite good. Although this great-grandson is a useless thing, his children and grandchildren are quite up to date! Two generations of emperors immediately defeated Wala in fear and strengthened my name and national prestige! Well done!"
Little Zhu Di tilted his head, but shook his head worriedly.
"Yeah, Di'er thinks those guys from the Oara tribe won't be afraid so easily. They dared to invade again just a few years after the death of the future Emperor Yongle. And if Emperor Xuande's reputation is not as good as Emperor Yongle, they will be afraid again. How many years?"
"What will they do if they find out that the current emperor is neither Yongle nor Xuande?"
Zhu Yuanzhang paused, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and fierce.
…
Above the sky.
As if confirming Xiao Zhu Di's words, the Wara tribe's worries did not last long, and their good news soon came.
On the other hand, for Ming Dynasty, this was undoubtedly devastating news.
The curtain of the tent was opened by the ecstatic Wala tribesmen, who excitedly announced the good news to his tribe!
"The emperor who came this time is not the crazy Zhu Di, nor is he Zhu Zhanji!! He is a baby emperor who is still young!"
The Wala leader suddenly stood up, ecstasy flashing in his eyes.
"This is true!"
"Absolutely true!"
The Wara tribesman who reported the news nodded vigorously, as if to make a slightly contemptuous joke.
"He is not as tall as a horse. How can he know what war is?"
Countless Wala people standing or sitting around were like wolves who smelled the bloody smell of prey wounds, their eyes flashed with fierce light, and they laughed unscrupulously!
The background music began to become stormy, like the wail of a building about to collapse.
Yongle period.
Zhu Di's face was ashen, but he closed his eyes sadly as if he had expected it, and exhaled hot breath from his nose.
"A lion cub whose mane has not yet fully grown cannot even defeat a hyena. Wala will not let this opportunity pass by. My Ming Dynasty will be destroyed in the hands of this idiot..."
When Zhu Gaochi heard this, his eyes widened in shock.
"How, how did it get to that point? Yes, yes, there are at least 200,000 troops! There can't be that many people in the Wala tribe. Our Ming Dynasty has 200,000 troops and we won't lose if we fight with more than less, right? !”
Zhu Gaochi doesn't know how to fight, but his son is also a wizard in fighting like his father.
Zhu Zhanji soon realized something and his face turned pale.
"Wala has already learned about the situation of the Ming Emperor, but the Ming army has turned a blind eye. The military power of the commander is still in the hands of a eunuch who is even less knowledgeable in military affairs than the young emperor..."
Zhu Di put his hands behind his back and made the final judgment pungently and to the point.
"Don't talk about an army of 200,000, even if it is 300,000 or 400,000, it is just a pack of wolves without a leader and vulnerable to a blow! If it were me, 20,000 people would be enough to defeat this group of leaderless soldiers!"
Hongwu period.
Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his back molars and squeezed out a few words from the gaps between his teeth.
"Lanyu, if you look at it, do our Ming army still have a chance of winning this battle?"
Lan Yu hesitated, and finally shook her head and sighed.
"Your Majesty, if we want to have a chance of winning, there are only two possibilities. One is that the general of the Ming army rose up and killed the eunuch Wang Zhen. The general withstood the pressure without being interfered by the emperor and used all his strength of 200,000 to win. The other is, The leader of the Wala tribe is a fool even worse than Wang Zhen."
Zhu Biao frowned and asked with some confusion.
"General Lan, are these the only two possibilities? But after all, the Ming army has 200,000 people. Even if none of the situations you mentioned happened, can't they win based on their numbers?"
A helpless smile appeared on Lan Yu's face, but Xu Da on the side helped Zhu Biao clear up this doubt.
"Your Highness, even in a battle with numbers, there are requirements for generals. Some are good at using less to gain more, and some are good at using more to gain less. It's just the different fighting styles of generals on the battlefield. However, in the field of using more to gain less, , throughout the ages, the only one who dared to guarantee this was Wang Jian, the famous general of the Qin Dynasty."
The only thing Wang Jian and Wang Zhen have in common is probably that they both have the surname Wang.
