Daming prepares the emperor

The sun hangs in the sky, ruthlessly shining on the city and people below.

On the city wall and the open space outside the city, soldiers stood densely and densely, and there were people everywhere. If you could fly to the sky and look down, it would be like thousands of ants waiting to bite the enemy.

Although there were many people, none of them made a sound.Everyone was very quiet, staring at the opposite side quietly, only the wind was blowing the flags on the poles of the two armies.

Chen Youliang rode to the front of the queue, squinted his eyes, and looked at the dilapidated city in front of him.Even in the dilapidated state it is now, it has never been taken by him. It seems that he can persist for another few hundred years, and his surname is still Zhu.

Zhu Wenzheng, Zhu Yuanzhang's nephew, is a good man and a talent.

If the current situation is not so tense, maybe there is still a possibility to win him over. Chen Youliang thought about it carefully in his heart. He knew that Zhu Wenzheng had been named the governor by Zhu Yuanzhang, in charge of military affairs. Such a person is not only a relative, but also holds great power. He is not small, if he says he doesn't have any ideas in his heart, then he won't believe it.

It's not that Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't have his own son. When his son grows up, will he be able to accommodate Zhu Wenzheng?How can Zhu Wenzheng accommodate his son?

Unfortunately, the timing was wrong.

Seeing someone approaching from a distance, Chen Shan pulled the reins, rode to Chen Youliang's side, and said respectfully: "Father, Zhang Ziming brought it here."

"Let him come over."

Soon, two people approached behind Zhang Ziming. They looked nervous, with their hands in front of them, and the muscles in their arms were bulging, ready to exert force at any time, so as to prevent the messenger who had just surrendered suddenly from violently attacking others.

Zhang Dingbian also rode a tall horse and stood on the other side of Chen Youliang. Hearing the movement, he glanced at Zhang Ziming.

Is this the messenger who surrendered?It seems that he is indeed a cowardly little character as His Majesty said.

In the last battle of Longwan, it was Zhang Dingbian who led Chen Youliang out of danger. Since then, Chen Youliang has paid more attention to him. With his excellent martial arts and knowledge, he is naturally one of the main siege generals. And he is qualified to stand beside Chen Youliang.

Chen Youliang looked down at Zhang Ziming, and said with a smile: "Ziming, it's up to you, speak louder and clearly, and be sure to suppress their spirit."

Zhang Ziming said yes, and looked up at the wall.

The sun was dazzling, almost piercing his buried tears.He blinked several times, trying to hold back his tears. Looking at his comrades and relatives, Zhang Ziming's hands trembled, veins popped on his forehead, and sweat burst out from them, rolling down one by one.

They end up in the soil.

Not surprisingly, this is the end of his life.I hope my parents are healthy, my wife and children are safe, and don't worry about yourself.

A person can accomplish a few great things in his life, and it is not in vain to come to the earth to walk through it!

The city wall is very high, and the people above all know that today is going to be a breakup, they all put their hearts in their throats, and their eyes are wide open, for fear of missing something important.

Deng Yu and Zhu Wenzheng were standing together, almost as soon as Chen Youliang ordered someone to bring Zhang Ziming forward, he discovered the clue and stared at Zhang Ziming intently.

"Governor, that man looks familiar."

Zhu Wenzheng clenched the longbow in his hand, staring at Chen Youliang, wishing to shoot him to death with an arrow, and then cut him into eight or nine sections with a knife, and fried them with chopped green onions. Deng Yu's words forced him to cast a glance.

He glanced at Zhang Ziming hastily, but didn't see any difference between him and the others, so he said, "You have been in touch with Chen Youliang's subordinates a lot, and it's normal for them to be familiar."

Deng Yu was always keen, but at this moment he still felt something was wrong. If this person was Chen Youliang's subordinate, why didn't he have a horse to ride?The one who didn't arrange a horse must be a soldier. Since he was a soldier, how could he stand beside Chen Youliang and be led to the front?

Looking at the two people who were still following behind him, they didn't look like followers, but seemed to be watching him.

No, he looks familiar. Let me take a closer look. Could it be that he is...

Deng Yu took a few steps forward and stretched his neck, trying to see Zhang Ziming's face more clearly.

Zhu Wenzheng glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and was startled by his strange movement. He pulled Deng Yu's cloak back and frowned and said, "What are you doing? Do you think you are not conspicuous enough? Do you want me to tie a target on your head?" , so that the arrows can be aimed more accurately?"

"No, the governor, that man!" Deng Yu said in surprise, "I see him as a messenger sent by you!"

"What?" Zhu Wenzheng's pupils constricted suddenly, and he also walked forward, "You read that right? Let me see..."

At this moment, a hoarse shout came from below.

The shout was so loud, so urgent, and so long. Although there were not a few words, everyone could hear the content clearly.

Zhang Ziming shouted with his life, his face was flushed, he shouted out all the courage and tenacity accumulated in his chest, and he regarded death as home.

"I have seen the lord, the gentlemen stand firm, the army is coming—"

The voice hovered in front of the two armies and lingered for a long time.

The army is here!

The army is here!

The soldiers on the city wall were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and then cheered, shouting: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Chen Youliang's eyes were about to burst, he glared angrily, turned his head fiercely, looked at Zhang Ziming who was kneeling down because of his hoarseness, and shouted: "Cut him! Cut him!"

This order should have been received by the two guards behind him, and they should have done it.

But Zhang Dingbian was also full of anger and took the job.He was so angry that red mist appeared in front of his eyes, he pulled out his knife and got off his horse, rushed over and chopped.

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the big knife was shining coldly, and it slashed straight at Zhang Ziming's neck.

Zhang Ziming looked at his comrades on the city wall with relief, as if he had no sense of the upcoming danger, and he didn't care about his own life, and let the blade fall towards him.

dead!

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind on the flat ground, and the strong wind swept Zhang Ziming, but it was like a father holding his newborn child, gentle and generous, and rolled him straight into the air, sending him to the city wall of Hongdu.

With a bang, the wind stopped and Zhang Ziming fell on the brick floor in a daze. He was supported by the equally shocked soldiers and helped him stand up.

Zhang Ziming stood up staggeringly, suddenly felt the bone-piercing cold, panicked so badly, it was as if a drum was beating, and even the person with him trembled and almost fell down again.

The soldier who helped him up had a good impression of this courageous hero, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you? Did you fall?"

Zhang Ziming grabbed his shoulders with both hands and said loudly, "Who? Who is it? How did I get here? Who is it!!!"

Only then did the soldier come to his senses from this good thing, yes, how did he get up?

Zhang Ziming rushed forward like crazy, leaned against the city wall and looked forward, and sure enough, he found the defeated demon on crutches at his original position.

"No—" Zhang Ziming completely lost his mind, he even grabbed the bricks and raised his legs to jump off.

Deng Yu didn't have time to feel surprised by this incident, when he saw the courier who finally came back from his family was about to commit suicide, he rushed over to grab his arm, pulled him back, and shouted: "What are you doing!"

Zhang Ziming's tears flowed out like a spring, and he cried, "Grandpa! Grandpa!"

As the number of people who reacted increased, even though they didn't understand what was going on, they all quickly moved over and restrained Zhang Ziming together.

Because of the hardships, ups and downs, hardships and exhaustion of the journey, Zhang Ziming had not much strength left. Now, he took out all the remaining strength, struggled, and crawled forward desperately.

"Let me go! Let me go! You don't understand at all! You don't know anything! I killed him! It was me! He didn't listen to me, he should wait for me! Ahhh—"

Zhu Wenzheng and Deng Yu looked at each other, they didn't notice Bai Xiyao, and they didn't understand what happened to Zhang Ziming.But right now there are obviously more important things than figuring out this matter, so Zhu Wenzheng waved his hand, wanting to ask someone to take Zhang Ziming down and resettle him first. Seeing his crazy appearance, he might not be able to find out the reason for a while.

"Let go! Let go! Let go of me, I want to go down!"

The sudden change naturally caused a lot of repercussions in the army formation below.

Because Gao Bailing is often by Chen Youliang's side, Zhang Dingbian is quite familiar with this kind of thing, and immediately understood what happened. Looking at the monster close at hand, he was so angry that he continued to chop down without stopping. .

A mere little demon, dare to intervene in the battle of humanity!

The old man closed his eyes, it is now noon, his evil spirit has been suppressed a lot, after sending Zhang Ziming up, there is nothing left to spare, not to mention that this is a military camp, the two armies are fighting, the popularity and yang energy are exuberant , It is not something he can compete with at all.

Zhang Dingbian is a general who has fought in the battlefield for several years, even with his evil spirit, it is more than enough to kill him.

A cold light flashed, and the defeated demon's hair had fallen a lot. This was the result of the knife's aura being sharp enough before the knife arrived.

Clang——

With a buzzing sound, a spinning fan stopped Bai Xiyao's head like a dart.Even though no one was holding it, the fan seemed to have a consciousness of its own, pushing upwards against its strength.

Zhang Dingbian was taken aback, and subconsciously let go of the strength in his hand, but after all he was well-informed, mature and steady, his body instincts took the upper hand in spirit, and he backhanded hard again.

But this fan is really not an ordinary thing, Zhang Dingbian's face was blushing, but he couldn't hold down the knife.

Just when he was about to push harder, the fan suddenly overcame rigidity with softness. With skillful strength, it flipped around under the knife and turned into a magpie.

The magpie croaked, and the dazed defeated demon rushed into the sky.

What happened in the quiet and empty front was really eye-catching. Whether it was the people on Chen Youliang's side or the army in Hongdu City, they all followed that magpie with their eyes.

It flew and circled, and threw the defeated demon at the base of the city wall, and then landed on a person's arm, tilting its head to comb the feathers on its body.

"Who is that?"

Chen Shan shook his head and said nonchalantly, "I don't know."

Chen Youliang then turned his attention to his favorite general.

Zhang Dingbian also shook his head: "I've never seen it before, I've never heard of it, just looking at the figure...it's really a bit short."

The man at the corner of the city wall was dressed in black, his face was covered with a fast cloth, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He gently touched the magpie's head, and in the next moment, he caught and held the fan that was restored to its original shape, and closed his hand. Put it in the sleeve.

Among all the people, only Zhu Wenzheng recognized him, and he was so familiar that even if he was separated from such a distance, even if his face was covered, he could be recognized just by his figure.

He stared wide-eyed on the city wall, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, he clenched his fists, and said word by word: "Zhu Biao!"

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Zhang Ziming's call comes from "Ming History Chronicle: The Beginning and the End"