Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

When Zhu Gaoyu heard Chen Qingzhi's words, he was instantly overjoyed.

I'm just waiting for your words!

It just so happens that I also want to see the true skills of this famous general who can defeat ten thousand!

Zhu Gaoyu shook his head slightly, pretending to be hesitant,

"It's not good..."

"After all, we are brothers of the same mother!"

"My people are going to pick the second brother's big tent in the Chinese army. Isn't this beating someone's face in public?"

When Chen Qingzhi heard the words, he smiled and said:

"Your Highness doesn't have to worry about such trivial matters. After all, it was the King of Han who offended you first. We are now taking a shot to shock King Han a little, so as to tell them that we are not easy to bully."

"And the emperor saw what happened today. He will definitely understand your difficulties and won't blame you."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded,

"Then let go and do it!"

"Yes!"

Chen Qingzhi clasped his fists.

"I want to pick a few people to go with me."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded,

"Shen Lian, go with Ziyun."

Shen Lian heard the words with a very excited expression and clasped his fists in response, "Yes!"

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the backs of Chen Qingzhi and Shen Lian leaving, and smiled slightly, he had to give the second child some color!

Chen Qingzhi and Shen Lian walked outside the account, he calmly ordered eight from the soldiers from Baimayi, and then turned over with a smile.

Chen Qingzhi jumped up, stabilized his figure on the horse, and sat firmly, and his face changed instantly.

I saw a stern smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. After a cold snort, he clenched the long spear in his hand, raised his hand and shouted loudly,

"Everyone, follow me to take the banner of King Han's Central Army!"

With an order, the rest of the people sat on the white horse and raised their heads and shouted,

"kill!!!"

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Han Wang Zhongjun large tent.

Before the Sha case, the brothers King Han and King Zhao stood on one side, and there were many other generals in the tent.

In front of them was a huge sand table filled with small flags, and a few small infantry-like figures were scattered around.

King Han picked up a little man, changed his position and placed him on the sand table again, then turned to look at King Zhao and said in a deep voice,

"The third one, as I see it, our first step should be like this..."

Before the King of Han could finish speaking, a trumpet sounded from outside the tent.

Han Wang was stunned,

"Who is this blowing the charge horn outside?!"

"It's impossible for this army of barbarians to kill here!"

He frowned and pointed at a soldier standing beside him.

"You, go out and see what's going on!"

"Yes!"

After a short wait, the soldier ran in hastily. He knelt down on one knee and pointed outside the tent and said eagerly,

"Yes...it's the charge horn blown by King Liang's people!"

Han Wang frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

"It's the little white face who rode a white horse on the martial arts field, and the Jin Yiwei who has been accompanying King Liang."

"They brought some soldiers on white horses and threatened to..."

The soldier glanced at King Han and said:

"Said to pick your account of the Chinese army!"

The King of Han was stunned when he heard the words, and then laughed.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"And picked my Chinese army tent?!"

"You go and ask him, I will cut off the head of my neck and give it to him, and ask him if he wants it!"

When the people in the tent heard this, everyone laughed sarcastically.

"It's a joke, you still want to pick the big tent of the three thousand battalions of the Han prince?!"

"I don't think it's necessary to send out any elites. If we send out the few soldiers who are responsible for feeding the horses outside the tent, we can beat these little white-faced bastards!"

"Who said no?!"

"What kind of people are these under the hands of Prince Liang? They dare to rush to the camp after only a few rides? Even if it is a street fight, how is it different from seeking death?"

"It's so embarrassing, don't you lose your hair?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone in the tent let out a contemptuous sneer...

Chapter 120

a moment ago.

On a mountain pass, Chen Qingzhi sat on a white horse with a spear, his expression indifferent.

"Since it is a rushing camp, there must be rules for rushing into the camp."

"Blow the horn first, and give King Han and the others time to prepare their troops."

The centurion sergeant holding the bullhorn nodded, raised the bullhorn and blew it again-.

"Woooooo~woooooooo!"

The King of Han frowned and listened to the sound of the horn coming out of the account,

"Why isn't this over yet?!"

"The bunch of reckless men under the fourth hand are still going to rush to the camp today?!"

King Han held his waist and turned around in the tent, pointing at the ground impatiently and said:

"Quick, quick, go to anyone, and give those few lifeless whole colors a look!"

After the King of Han finished speaking, a general in Daming armor stood up.

"The last will be willing to go!"

Wang Zhong clasped his fists and laughed loudly,

"I really haven't had blood on my hands for a long time!"

"Someone will come to your door today, so I'm welcome!"

After he finished speaking, he took up the spear and turned around and strode out.

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Chen Qingzhi nodded and signaled the centurion sergeant to put away his horn, then turned to look at the Hanwang camp not far away, he held a long spear, and with a stern expression, he nodded slightly towards Shen Lian next to him,

"Get the flag first!"

Shen Lian nodded, clenched the embroidered spring knife in his hand and shouted loudly.

"rush!"

As soon as Shen Lian's voice fell, he flew out on his horse.

Ten white horses crossed the sky and headed straight for the camp of the King of Han.

Chen Qingzhi stared at the tent of the King of Han with his horse on the road, and shouted loudly at a distance of twenty battles from the tent.

"rush!"

After that, he quickly replaced the spear and picked up a giant bow again. Chen Qingzhi straightened his horse and stretched the bow. The white horse under him was still moving at a high speed, but his figure and the giant bow in his hand did not tremble at all.

Chen Qingzhi stared at the front, sneered, and took out a long arrow with a bow in one hand.

The white horse was still galloping. Chen Qing took the horse forward a few steps quickly. A pair of eagle eyes stared at the banner in the Han King's tent.

"call out--!!"

With a sound, the long arrow broke through the air!

The flag of the [-] battalions outside the [-]th battle was shattered and collapsed under the gaze of many stunned soldiers.

And the long arrow shot by Chen Qingzhi just hit the position where the flagpole was broken.

As soon as Wang Zhong walked out of the camp, he was shocked when he saw the scene.

What kind of mounted archery is this? !

It has really reached the level of piercing Yang through a hundred steps!

Wang Zhong looked at Chen Qingzhi with a sneer on his gloomy face.

Looks like a decent opponent!

Wang Zhong picked up his spear and flew on his horse, his face turned cold, and he shouted:

"Three thousand soldiers obey orders!"