I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

He plopped down on his knees, looked at the old man and choked up.

"Grandpa, grandson knows his mistake!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhu Zhanji who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, and nodded in relief.

"You are a good boy if you know your mistakes and can correct them. In the future, listen to your elder brother carefully. Your elder brother will not treat you badly."

After finishing speaking, he glared at Zhu Zhangui who was standing beside him, "Little brat, don't you think so!"

Zhu Zhangui hurriedly nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, this is my own younger brother. How could I treat him badly? I've already made up my mind. I'll give it to Zhanji when I take down A Sanguo later."

"With my younger brother watching over here, I feel more at ease here than anywhere else in Ah Sanguo!"

The two brothers Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui stared together.

The old man was also choked, and gave Zhu Zhangui a vicious look.

This bastard is purely intentional.

He called his two sons over, but the old man didn't believe that Zhu Zhangui didn't understand what he meant.

He still said that now because he was worried about these two uncles, and wanted to squeeze them back to Daming, and continue to be an idle prince.

"Cough cough!"

The old man coughed dryly, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Zhanji up who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Who will take care of the Three Kingdoms area? We will discuss it later. The most urgent task now is to deal with the enemy in front of us!"

With that said, the old man brought the four of them to the side of the sand table, pointed to the northern area, and said coldly.

"Just last month, these Turkic bastards in the north gathered 30 troops and launched an attack on Zhang Fu!"

"The two sides fought for a day, and our side was repelled for dozens of miles, and the casualties reached more than 15000 people."

Speaking of the situation that day, the old man punched hard on the frame of the sand table.

This is the first time that the expeditionary force has suffered a defeat since it went to sea, and it was a defeat with such a large number of casualties.

Thinking of more than 1 elite soldiers spilling blood on the battlefield in a foreign land like this, the old man's heart trembled with pain.

This is all about Daming's background. There were so many casualties in a war, so how could he explain to the people of Daming and face the families of these soldiers.

What made him even more aggrieved was that.

When Zhu Zhangui didn't leave, the army marched all the way.

As a result, Zhu Zhangui had just left on the front foot, and took over on the back foot by himself, and he suffered a defeat.

Doesn't this mean that his military command ability is not as good as his grandson's.

Listening to the old man's introduction, Zhu Zhangui frowned tightly.

Although there are a large number of enemies, the strong defense line of the Ming army, the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion, and Zhang Fu's command ability.

Not to mention winning and not losing, how could the battle be like this.

It was Zhang Fu who made a mistake.

Obviously not possible.

With Zhang Fu's prudence, such a mistake would never happen.

Coupled with the fact that there is an old man watching from behind, no matter how big-hearted Zhang Fu is, he will not make it like this.

So the remaining possibility is that the enemy is too strong and ignores the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion, or the enemy has found the weakness of the Ming army.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhangui looked at Zhang Xian who had kept his head down since he appeared beside him.

Looking at Zhang Xian whose hands were still bandaged and dropped on his neck, Zhu Zhangui frowned and asked.

"I remember that when I left, you followed the British Duke. You should be very clear about what happened at that time!"

Zhang Xian nodded in shame.

"The last general was at the front and participated in the battle."

"What's going on? With your defense and firepower, it shouldn't be like this. Did you make any major mistakes?"

Zhang Xian cried and said aggrievedly.

"Your Highness...it's not that brothers don't want to die, it's because God wasn't on our side that day!"

Next, Zhang Xian quickly explained the situation of the day.

Since the Ming army came into contact with the barbarians of Turkic descent in the north, the two sides have fought many battles in order to compete for the territory of the Three Kingdoms.

Although the military strength of the two sides was somewhat disparate, with the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion, the solid defense line, and Zhang Fu's steady command.

The barbarians of Turkic descent in the north did not take advantage of anything.

The two sides fought several times in a row. After suffering from the firepower of the Shenji Camp many times, the group of barbarians of Turkic descent in the north chose to retreat.

The stalemate lasted for a long time until it was suddenly broken on the 15th of last month.

The northern Turkic barbarians who had been in their own line of defense suddenly launched a surprise attack that morning.

The enemy's army is vast and mighty, and it is conservatively estimated that the number is at least 30.

Although the enemy is outnumbered, the Ming army is not afraid at all.

With the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion and the artillery removed from the battleship, they are confident in holding the line of defense.

In the morning, the enemy launched a ferocious attack, which cost countless casualties, but still failed to take down the Ming army's position.

In front of the defense line of the Ming army, the corpses of the enemies and the wailing of the undead were covered.

The morale of the Ming army was high and they were very confident. They defended the line of defense and repelled the enemy's 30 troops.

But it happened unexpectedly in the afternoon.

After lunch, the enemy continued to launch a fierce attack.

The Ming army also attacked ferociously.

Just when the battle between the two sides was in full swing, the originally clear sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds and the sound of thunder rolling.

After a gust of wind, big raindrops poured down.

In just a few breaths, the unprepared Shenjiying fell silent.

The ferocious bombardment of the artillery also turned into lumps of iron.

The enemy seems to have been waiting for this moment.

As soon as the ferocious firepower of the Shenji Battalion fell silent, the enemy's Iron Armored Army rushed up madly on the muddy ground against the pouring rain.

The enemy was close in sight, and the flintlock gun in his hand also went silent.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion did not retreat. Under the roar of the officer, they loaded their bayonets and launched a fierce counterattack against the enemy.

The long line of defense is full of fighting and roaring.

Shenjiying was only wearing simple half-body leather armor due to the later change of clothes.Facing the enemy's sharp scimitar and heavy axe, the defense is almost 0.

The only weapon to kill the enemy is a poor bayonet.

The enemy is wearing solid iron armor, and the bayonet is stabbed on the enemy, which cannot cause harm to the enemy at all.

The enemy also seemed to know this situation, and only protected the defensive weakness of the body, and ignored the other places.

Many soldiers of the Shenji Battalion desperately stabbed the enemy with bayonets, but were defended by the armor on the opponent's body.

Even under force, the bayonet broke directly.

Casualties are increasing rapidly, and most fronts have been breached by the enemy.

That is to say, the Shenji Battalion is well-trained and strong-willed, and when the enemy is strong and we are weak, they froze to block the enemy's crazy attack.

As the commander-in-chief, Zhang Fu listened to the number of casualties and the breached front constantly reported by his subordinates, and angrily pointed at the sky and scolded Gou Niang. After considering the gains and losses, he finally ordered the whole army to retreat helplessly.

It is impossible not to retreat.

In this heavy rain, the combat effectiveness of the Shenji Battalion was directly weakened to the extreme.

If it weren't for Shenji Battalion's tenacious discipline and well-trained training, the whole line would have collapsed the moment the heavy rain fell.

The army retreated all the way.

In order to fend off the enemy's pursuit, Zhang Fu personally led the cold weapon army to cut off the rear for the whole army.

In the end Zhang Fu was seriously injured and thousands of people were killed or injured before the enemy stopped him and allowed the main army to retreat safely.

Knowing the reason for the defeat, Zhu Zhangui sighed helplessly.

This defeat really cannot be blamed on Zhang Fu and the soldiers of Shenji Battalion.

The inability to fight in rainy days is the biggest problem of all front-loading guns.

No matter how it is loaded, it is impossible to avoid the gunpowder being wet.

It's okay to be careful on a light rainy day, but this battle is a stormy day.

Not to mention muzzle-loading guns like flintlock guns, the second-generation guns equipped in the future cannot guarantee successful firing under such circumstances.

This problem can only be solved if copper casing or iron casing fixed bullets appear.

"Grandpa...how is the situation now?"

After understanding the situation of the defeat, Zhu Zhangui asked the old man, how is the situation in the northern battlefield?

The old man's face was a little ugly and he said: "The enemy understands our weakness. Every time they attack, it is rainy and rainy. Usually, they are careful to defend."

"Zhang Fu is currently recovering from his injuries. Jianghuai is in charge of the front line. They are struggling a bit!"

Looking at the sand table in front of him, Zhu Zhangui quickly thought about the solution.

The enemy knew the weakness of the Shenji Battalion, and it was very difficult to defeat the enemy quickly.

Coupled with the timing of the enemy's attack, the impact on the Shenji Battalion was too great.

Zhu Zhangui thought about it, and said to the old man.

"Since the enemy knows the weakness of the Shenji Battalion, let's switch back to the previous style of play."

"Before we didn't have the Shenji Battalion, weren't we still invincible?"

"Let's use the swords in our hands to tell those Turkic bastards in the north that it is time to settle the accounts between the two races many years ago."

Zhu Zhangui looked at all the generals and said loudly: "The ancestors of the Tang Dynasty drove them here. Today, our descendants, let their family come to an end here!"

Zhu Zhangui raised his right hand, looked at everyone and roared.

"Those brothers who died in battle are still waiting for us in the north."

"Warriors of Ming Dynasty, brothers of XX, dare to fight with XX, and take those brothers home!"

"kill!"

All the generals raised their hands and roared.

Even Zhu Gaoxu, who has been watching Zhu Zhangui unhappy, raised his arms and shouted.

Zhu Zhangui picked up the small flag representing Daming and planted it in the enemy's camp.Turning around to look at the old man, he raised his hand and beat his chest, solemnly promising on behalf of all the generals.

"If you don't break the enemy's army, you won't turn back!"

Chapter 212: Every soldier who sets foot on the battlefield stands behind a ecstatic impermanence.

"Wolves, wolves, report from the lone wolf, report from the lone wolf, the flock has left the pen and is heading towards the wolf's lair!"

Behind a hillside, Zhu Zhangui was dressed all over, holding a telescope in his hand, looking at the mouth of the canyon in the distance, letting the drizzle of rain fall on him.

"The wolves have received it, they have found the vanguard of the sheep, pay attention to concealment, and report the situation at any time!"

Turning off the walkie-talkie in his hand, Zhu Zhangui raised his binoculars and continued to observe the army of Turkic descendants walking towards the foot of the mountain.

behind him.

The dense crowd of soldiers crowded together, holding the weapon in one hand and the comrades around him in the other, quietly waiting for his order.

They can't do it otherwise.

The ambush area here is really too small. Tens of thousands of legions want to ambush here. If they are not crowded together like this, they simply cannot squat so many people.