My Daming New Empire

More and more people gathered, walking back leisurely, and picking up some spoils by the way.

I didn't feel it when I was chasing the enemy, but I realized when I walked back that they had chased for a full fifty or sixty miles.

It's no wonder that except for Zhu Zhanji's horse, most of the others' horses were exhausted, so they could only get down and lead the horse.

After walking back for about twenty miles, I met Wang Yan and the others who came to look for Zhu Zhanji.

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji was fine, Wang Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Highness, you are chasing the enemy regardless of safety, making the army worry about you. Your Majesty hasn't had dinner yet, so I have to wait for you!"

There are still forty miles to go. If I go back with the big army, I'm afraid it will be midnight.A group of eunuchs couldn't help but change dozens of healthy horses and go back with Zhu Zhanji first.

Zhu Zhanji also knew that he had a special status, and he never went back, even the soldiers who won this big victory did not dare to celebrate.

If something unexpected happened to him, his victory this time would be greatly compromised.

Even so, when Zhu Zhanji returned to Hulan's camp where the temperature was suddenly lost, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, almost ten o'clock in the evening.

Tonight's camp had won a big victory and seized spoils, so torches and bonfires were lit everywhere.Seeing Zhu Zhanji returning to the camp, everyone cheered.

Zhu Zhanji fought from the middle to the right wing today, and hacked and killed several enemies in front of countless people. His bravery was seen by most people.

When he didn't come back, everyone didn't dare to celebrate the victory recklessly, and when they saw him come back safely, they could let go of celebrating.

The cheers of the soldiers also reached Zhu Di's ears. Knowing that Zhu Zhanji had returned safely, Zhu Di's heart was also in his stomach.

Although he also rushed out of the army formation today, he just made a gesture with the generals, and he didn't even kill a single enemy.

At this time, he couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed old!

When Zhu Zhanji, whose blood was all coagulated, walked into the tent of the Chinese army, he brought a suffocating smell of blood.

Seeing that his face was clean and covered in blood, Zhu Di was stunned and asked, "Is Ji'er injured?"

Zhu Zhanji looked around deliberately pretending to be proud, and said after sweeping the eyes of the generals: "Your Majesty is worried, this is the blood of the enemy!"

Zhu Di couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, okay, I, Zhu Di, have successors!"

Zheng Heng immediately bowed and said: "The grandson is very brave, your Majesty will have no worries in the future."

As soon as Zheng Heng flattered him, the others immediately followed, and after a while, Zhu Zhanji praised Zhu Zhanji as rare in the sky and unparalleled in the earth.

But after a big victory, Zhu Di was in a happy mood, and he enjoyed all these flattery, and smiled very happily. "Okay, you go back and wash it well, and celebrate tomorrow."

Outside the big tent, Li Liang and his group of eunuchs who were waiting for Zhu Zhanji saw Zhu Zhanji's bloody appearance, and they started yelling one by one.

Li Liang looked at Zhu Zhanji who wanted to get close, but didn't dare, not to mention how awkward it was.

The more twitchy he is, the more mischievous Zhu Zhanji will be.Regardless of the fact that the blood on his body was not completely solidified, he put his arms on Li Liang's shoulders and wrapped his arms around his neck. "I'm tired and alone, I can't walk anymore."

Li Liang covered his mouth and said tremblingly: "Your Highness, how many people have you killed!"

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said: "Look at Wang Yan, Zheng He, Li Qian, they all came out of the mountain of corpses and blood. Not to mention the dead, even ghosts are not afraid of them. On the contrary, ghosts are still afraid of them But what about you, you can't even stand a dead person, how can you compare with them?"

Li Liang is good at everything, but he is timid and especially afraid of ghosts.People in this era believe in ghosts.

Even Zhu Zhanji himself believed it.If there were no ghosts and gods, how could he be reborn again, travel through time, and go back to 600 years ago!

But faith is a matter of faith. As a human being, it is the right way to do things according to human rules.

Being hugged by Zhu Zhanji like this, his nose was full of fishy smell, with a hint of rancid smell, Li Liang was trembling, unable to speak.

Hearing Zhu Zhanji talk about ghosts again, he thought about seeing so many dead people in the afternoon, and now his legs were weak.

"Grandfather, don't scare the slaves anymore, you know that the slaves are timid."

Zhu Zhanji laughed and said: "Tomorrow, let's see if there are any Wara prisoners who have been executed. If there are any, I will let you be in charge of the execution tomorrow. You are afraid of killing one. How about killing ten? When you kill a hundred, Even ghosts are afraid of you."

Li Liang suddenly collapsed on the ground, and begged for mercy: "Grandfather, don't scare the servant, the servant wants to serve you for a few more years."

Zhu Zhanji laughed out loud.

Wearing bloody clothes, Zhu Zhanji returned to his big tent energetically, but this was just to pretend to be compared in front of other soldiers.

In fact, wearing such bloody clothes is not at all uncomfortable.

As soon as he entered the big tent, he immediately took off the clothes on his body. Except for the steel wire inner armor, he asked people to wash them, and the rest of the clothes were thrown away.

These clothes were almost soaked in blood and could not be washed out at all.

It took him four or five buckets of water to wash himself clean, and then he had someone boil hot water for a medicated bath.

Others don't have Zhu Zhanji's conditions, so they can only go to the river to wash their bodies, but Zhu Zhanji absolutely refuses to go into the water at night, even if it is running water.

Although there was no pollution in the Ming Dynasty, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the air was fresh, but in this era, infectious diseases were rampant.

Plague, smallpox, and malaria are all major infectious diseases that will kill tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people once they appear.

But under the beautiful appearance, germs and blood-sucking worms are everywhere.

Not to mention ordinary people, even the emperor Zhu Di had a stomachache a few years ago.Upon inspection, countless parasites grew in the intestines, which made me sick to death.

In this backward era, the sanitation conditions are only like this. If you don't pay attention to it, you will die in a few minutes.

So Zhu Zhanji, who originally liked swimming the most, rarely went into the water except to go to the hot springs. The living water was surrounded by germs, not to mention those ponds.

Maybe it was because I was too excited today, and now I relax, I feel a little sleepy.

After eating something casually to fill his stomach, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

After Zhu Di finished his official duties, he came to Zhu Zhanji's big tent. He was worried that his grandson had killed too many people and seen too many cruel scenes today, and he was afraid that he would not sleep well at night, so he came to relieve him.

Now seeing that he was sleeping so soundly when he usually sleeps vigilantly, he couldn't help laughing in relief.

A wide heart and a big heart are the most important qualities to be a good emperor!

And in a valley [-] kilometers away from Hulanhu, Mahamu, who was over half a century old, couldn't bear today's heavy blow, and knelt in a mountain depression, feeling ashamed.

In today's battle, his tribe became the one with the heaviest losses. He saw six of his eleven sons die with his own eyes. Now he only has sex with his eldest son, and the remaining four are also separated. I don't know. It is dead or alive.

And when he came out, out of the [-] grassland warriors gathered, there were less than a thousand people left around him, and more than [-] horses were lost.

This is the hope of the tribe's rise, but today it was buried under the guns of Daming.

Now he didn't even dare to think about revenge, without these warriors, he didn't even dare to appear in front of Taiping and Baltusoro.

Because they are also ferocious wolves, seeing how weak he is now, they will definitely bite him back and hard.

He has no way to retreat, even if he surrenders, his prestige is too high, Taiping and Baltusoro dare not let him live.