Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

The night deepened, and the capital was immersed in a dead silence. Only the occasional sound of horse hooves in the distance, like an ominous omen, tore through the tranquility of the night. Zhu Han stood on the city wall, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, piercing through the darkness and staring at possible threats. His heartbeat resonated with the approaching sound of horse hooves in the distance, foreshadowing that this night would be extraordinary.

"Uncle Han, all arrangements are ready, just waiting for the enemy to attack." Zhu Biao walked over quickly, his voice was light but he could not hide his nervousness, his eyes were both determined and uneasy. Zhu Di followed closely behind, wearing armor and holding a spear, exuding a fighting spirit that should not be underestimated.

"Okay, let's take our positions." Zhu Han ordered in a deep voice, his voice revealing unquestionable majesty, "Biao'er, the affairs of the city are in your hands. Make sure it is stable. Di'er, you lead the elite team and wait for an opportunity to act. Remember, safety comes first."

The two men took the order and left, while Zhu Han continued to inspect the city wall and every defensive fortification. The night wind howled, bringing a biting chill, but it could not blow away the determination in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a flash of fire in the distance, accompanied by the deafening sound of horse hooves, and the enemy army surged in like a tide. Arrows cut through the night sky, carrying the breath of death, and shot densely at the city wall. The soldiers defending the city reacted quickly, raised their shields, and formed an indestructible line of defense.

"Hold your ground, shoot back!" Zhu Han roared, his voice penetrating the din and inspiring every soldier. The arrow towers on the city wall fired at the same time, thousands of arrows were fired at the enemy like a dark cloud pressing down on the city.

The battle instantly became fierce, arrows from both sides intertwined, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood. Zhu Han shuttled between the defense lines, adjusting tactics from time to time to ensure that every defense could get the most effective support.

"Uncle Han, look over there!" Zhu Di's voice suddenly came, pointing to the enemy's flank. A team of elite enemy troops was trying to bypass the main defense line and attack the city gate.

"Di'er, take your team to intercept them, and make a quick decision!" Zhu Han ordered decisively. Upon hearing this, Zhu Di immediately led his team to rush out like a ghost, attacking the enemy's flank.

The night was as dark as ink, and the capital was dead silent. Only the sound of the enemy's horses approaching in the distance was like a low thunder, foreshadowing the coming of a storm. Zhu Han stood on the towering city wall, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the horizon in the distance that was gradually illuminated by the fire.

"Uncle Han, the enemy is approaching within three miles. It looks like they are preparing to launch a general attack." Zhu Biao walked quickly to Zhu Han's side, his voice steady and powerful, revealing a maturity and courage that did not match his age. His eyes swept over the city wall, making sure that every defense was foolproof.

Zhu Han nodded slightly, his voice low and powerful: "Biao'er, pass the order and let the soldiers get ready. Tell them that what we are guarding is not only this city, but also the foundation of Ming Dynasty, our homeland."

Zhu Biao took the order and turned to leave, but was stopped by Zhu Han: "Biao'er, there is one more thing you need to pay attention to. The enemy may send spies to infiltrate the city. You must strengthen patrols to ensure stability in the city and not let the enemy take advantage of the situation."

Zhu Biao's expression became more serious when he heard this, and he nodded: "Don't worry, Uncle Han, I have already made arrangements for this matter. The Jinyiwei is searching the whole city for suspicious people, and once they are found, they will not be tolerated."

After saying this, Zhu Biao left in a hurry, leaving Zhu Han alone to continue inspecting the city wall.

At this time, Zhu Di had led an elite team to ambush in a dense forest outside the city wall, waiting for the opportunity. He held a spear in his hand, his eyes like an eagle, and watched the enemy's movements closely. The team members held their breath and waited for the order to come, then they would rush down the mountain like a tiger and give the enemy a fatal blow.

"Di'er, look at the enemy's formation, it seems to have changed." Zhu Han's voice suddenly sounded in Zhu Di's ears. It turned out that he had quietly come to Zhu Di's side.

Zhu Di looked up at the enemy and saw that their formation began to disperse, as if they were preparing to attack from multiple directions at the same time. "Uncle Wang, they want to disperse our forces and defeat them one by one. But we can't let them succeed."

Zhu Han nodded in agreement: "That's right, we must concentrate our superior forces to defeat their main force first. Di'er, you lead your team to attack from the flank and directly attack their command center. I will arrange a rain of arrows on the city wall to cover you."

Zhu Di's eyes flashed with excitement, and he bowed his hands to accept the order: "Yes, uncle. I will live up to your trust!"

"Di'er, remember, this raid must be a quick victory, don't linger." Zhu Han lowered his voice, his tone revealed unquestionable majesty, "Your team is the sharp knife, you must strike directly at the heart of the enemy and catch them off guard."

Zhu Di nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination: "Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I will do my best to fulfill my mission."

At this moment, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats broke the silence of the night. The enemy began to speed up and was obviously ready for a general attack. On the city wall, the defenders held their weapons tightly and waited for battle. The tense atmosphere was almost frozen.

"All troops, listen up and prepare to meet the enemy!" Zhu Han's voice echoed in the night sky and spread throughout the entire city wall. Upon hearing this, the soldiers were inspired and straightened their backs, ready to face the upcoming fierce battle.

As the enemy approached, a rain of arrows poured down like a dark cloud, and arrows flew all over the city wall, intertwining with the enemy's arrows. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the thick smell of blood, which was suffocating.

Zhu Han stood on the top of the city wall, calmly observing the battle situation and adjusting the defense strategy from time to time.

"Fire!" With Zhu Han's order, the catapults on the top of the city roared, and huge stones cut through the night sky and smashed into the enemy camp. The enemy's formation was in chaos, and many people were smashed to pieces, screaming one after another.

"Good opportunity!" Zhu Han saw this and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, "Di'er, now is the best time to launch a surprise attack!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di immediately waved his hand to signal the team members to prepare for action. They slid down the city wall silently like ghosts, and quickly approached the enemy's flank under the cover of night.

"Follow me!" Zhu Di shouted, and led the team members to rush towards the enemy's command center like a tiger descending from the mountain. Their movements were agile and tacit, and they quickly broke through the enemy's outer defense line.

The enemy commander was horrified when he saw this and quickly mobilized his troops to intercept them. However, Zhu Di's team members were all very skilled. They either swung their swords or thrust their spears, and soon they carved a bloody path through the enemy.

"Quick! Go straight for the enemy's head!" Zhu Di's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the night sky, his eyes flashing with determination and coldness. The team members followed closely behind, their movements were swift and tacit, every swing of the knife, every thrust was extremely precise, as if every attack was for the final victory.

The enemy commander's face turned pale when he saw this. If the command center was breached, the entire army would be leaderless and fall into chaos. He shouted urgently: "Protect me! Quick!" The surrounding soldiers followed his orders and rushed to Zhu Di and his entourage, trying to stop their offensive.

However, Zhu Di and his team members were well prepared. Facing the swarming enemy troops, they not only did not panic at all, but responded more calmly. The spear in Zhu Di's hand was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, and every swing was accompanied by the fall of the enemy. While attacking, he observed the battlefield situation and looked for the best breakthrough point.

"There's a flaw on the left!" Zhu Di suddenly shouted, and then he flashed, taking advantage of the darkness and chaos to suddenly rush to the left. His movements were as fast as lightning, and he instantly penetrated the enemy's defense line and rushed straight to the commander.

The commander was shocked when he saw this. He never expected Zhu Di to be so brave and was at a loss for a moment. However, as a veteran general, he quickly calmed down and drew his sword to meet the enemy.

"Come on!" Zhu Di sneered, and the spear in his hand suddenly accelerated, piercing the commander with a whistling sound. The commander hurriedly swung his sword to block, and the two weapons clashed, sparks flew. However, Zhu Di's strength was obviously superior. He took advantage of the impact of this attack, and his body flashed again, bypassing the commander's defense, and shot him straight in the throat. "No——" The commander shouted in despair, but his voice stopped before he finished speaking. Zhu Di's spear had accurately pierced his throat, and blood gushed out, staining his battle robe red.

With the fall of the commander, the enemy army fell into chaos. They lost their leadership, their morale plummeted, and they began to flee in all directions. Seeing this, Zhu Di immediately waved his hand to signal the team members to pursue the victory and not give the enemy any chance to breathe.

"Kill!" Zhu Di's voice resounded through the night sky like thunder. He led his team members to rush into the enemy army like a tiger descending from a mountain. Their attack was unstoppable, and the enemy fell wherever they passed. Zhu Di led the way, and no one could stop his spear wherever it went, becoming the enemy's nightmare.

On the city wall, Zhu Han was overjoyed when he saw this. He immediately ordered to strengthen the city defense and at the same time ordered people to prepare kerosene, boulders and other city defense equipment in case of emergency.

"Uncle Han, the enemy's base camp has been breached by our army!" At this time, a messenger hurried over to report.

"Good!" Zhu Han was greatly encouraged by the words. He immediately ordered the entire army to attack in coordination with Zhu Di's surprise attack to form a pincer attack on the enemy.

Following Zhu Han's order, the defenders on the city wall rushed out of the city wall and joined Zhu Di's team. They rushed towards the enemy like an unstoppable torrent, vowing to completely defeat the enemy.

In the night, the shouts of killing shook the earth, the firelight and the flashes of swords intertwined into one

"Di'er, you did a great job!" Zhu Han stood on the city wall and looked at Zhu Di's figure galloping among the enemy troops, feeling a surge of pride in his heart.

"Uncle Wang, you are too kind." Zhu Di's voice came from the battlefield. Although it was a little breathless, it was still firm and powerful. "The victory of this battle is entirely due to the soldiers' dedication and Uncle Wang's wise command."

"Haha, well said!" Zhu Han laughed loudly upon hearing this. His laughter echoed in the night sky, full of heroism and confidence. "After this battle, our Ming soldiers will surely be feared by all quarters, and no one will dare to underestimate our Ming anymore!"

Zhu Han's laughter echoed in the night sky, stirring the hearts of every soldier defending the city. He scanned the battlefield with a sharp gaze, making sure every detail was under control. Zhu Biao stood beside him, also infected by this heroic spirit, with determination and determination flashing in his eyes.

"Uncle Prince Han, in this battle we not only defended the capital, but also boosted the morale of the Ming soldiers." Zhu Biao's voice was full of admiration. "Next, how should we consolidate the results of the battle and prevent the enemy from making a comeback?"

Zhu Han put away his smile, pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Biao'er, although we won this battle, we must not let our guard down. Although the enemy has retreated, there is no guarantee that they will not seize the opportunity to attack again. We must immediately strengthen the defenses of the capital and send scouts to investigate the enemy's movements so that we know ourselves and the enemy."

Zhu Biao nodded in agreement: "Uncle Han is right. I will immediately start to arrange the matter of the exclusion of the prince and ensure that the intelligence around the capital flows smoothly."

Zhu Han nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the busy soldiers under the city: "In addition, we need to reward the three armies to comfort the soldiers for their hard work in the bloody battle. At the same time, we need to strengthen the security in the city to prevent the unrest caused by the post-war chaos."

Zhu Biao took the order and left, and he admired Zhu Han's foresight even more.

With Zhu Biao's departure, Zhu Han stood alone on the city wall, looking at the battlefield gradually calming down in the distance, but he did not relax at all.

The next morning, the sun shone through the mist and sprinkled on the streets of the capital. Zhu Han and Zhu Biao toured the capital after the war and saw that the people had gradually returned to their former tranquility, shops were open, and the streets were bustling, as if the thrilling battle last night had never happened.

"Uncle King Han, it seems that the people are not too panicked by last night's battle." Zhu Biao said softly, with a hint of relief in his tone.

Zhu Han smiled slightly, his eyes deep: "The people have experienced war and have long learned to seek peace in suffering. But as members of the royal family, we should always be vigilant to ensure that they will no longer suffer from war."

The two talked as they walked, and before they knew it, they had arrived in front of a residential building that had been damaged by the war. Zhu Han stopped and looked at the dilapidated walls and scattered rubble, frowning.

"This place needs to be repaired immediately to prevent the people from being left homeless." Zhu Han said in a deep voice, then turned to the attendant beside him and instructed, "Go and inform the Ministry of Works immediately to allocate silver and materials to repair the damaged houses in the shortest possible time."

The attendant took the order and left, while Zhu Han and Zhu Biao continued to move forward, inspecting every bit of damage in the capital. Every brick and tile was related to the safety of the people, and no negligence was allowed.

When walking to a market, Zhu Han noticed that several vendors were busy sorting out their goods, preparing to open their shops to welcome customers. He walked up to them, had a cordial conversation with them, and asked about their losses and needs.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Although we were frightened, the loss is not great." An old merchant replied with a bow, his eyes shining with gratitude. "Thanks to the court for sending troops to guard the city in time, we are safe and sound."

Zhu Han felt relieved when he heard this: "You are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. The court will do its best to protect you. If you have any difficulties, feel free to ask the government for help."

The vendors nodded repeatedly, expressing their gratitude for Zhu Han's care. Zhu Han and Zhu Biao made a round of inspection in the market, making sure that people's lives had gradually returned to normal, and then left with peace of mind.

After returning to the palace, Zhu Han immediately summoned his trusted staff to discuss post-war reconstruction and defense. In the study, the flickering candlelight illuminated his resolute face.

"Everyone, although we won the battle last night, the defenses of the capital still need to be strengthened." Zhu Han said in a deep voice, "I suggest that we immediately mobilize craftsmen and materials to reinforce and repair key parts such as the city walls and arrow towers."

An aide stood up and responded, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I will immediately make arrangements to ensure the project goes smoothly."

Zhu Han nodded slightly and glanced at everyone: "In addition, we need to strengthen patrols and vigilance in the capital to prevent enemy spies from infiltrating the city."

Another staff member cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness is right. I have ordered the Royal Guards to strengthen the inspection in the city to ensure that the identity of every person entering and leaving the capital can be verified."

Zhu Han nodded with satisfaction and continued to make arrangements: "Also, we must not neglect to appease the people after the war. I suggest that we immediately allocate silver and food to provide relief to the people affected by the disaster and ensure that they have a worry-free life." (End of this chapter)