Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

"At that time, the good situation will turn into a mess!"

"Prince Prince!"

The prince waved his hand, his face was as gray as death,

"Has the news of the simultaneous switching of defenses in the four places reached the emperor's ears?"

"If you follow the emperor's temper, you have to come back and see what's going on."

Yang Pu heard the words and hurriedly opened his mouth,

"Prince Prince, I am in charge of the front-line military report."

"There is no way the news will get out."

The prince looked at the three of them with a sneer, then looked at the three of them kneeling on the ground coldly,

"Humph."

"The second child has been in business for so many years."

"The third child is from a secret newspaper background. Can they have no source of information?"

"I do not believe."

I am afraid that now the front line should know, and those who should not know, will know.

A bleak smile appeared on the prince's face, he waved his hand, and then walked out shaking his body.

The three of them were shocked when they saw it, and they raised their heads and shouted,

"Prince Prince!"

Hearing the sound, the prince paused for a moment, and then stumbled and almost fell as the three watched nervously.

The prince stabilized his body and waved his hand behind him,

"Go back, I'll think about it, what else can I do...".

Chapter 143

The prince was right.

Almost as soon as Ying Tianfu had just switched defenses, the news spread secretly.

It can even be said that these people are closely related to the throne, and the prince is the last one who knows about switching defenses...

The brothers of King Zhao and King of Han, who have been going to the front line, have been planning behind the scenes after hearing about it.

And the King of Han, knowing that the prince's body was in a state of decline, was even more eager to show it in front of Zhu Di.

Not to mention anything else, just for Zhu Di to increase his chances of winning when he considers the matter of Yi Chu.

The King of Han fought harder than ever before, and led the Ming army to many victories on this grassland.

Inside Zhu Di's tent.

King Han is arguing with Zhu Zhanji, blushing, pointing at the sand table.

Today's battle is very important, and it can be said that it must be won, but Zhu Zhanji, the little brat, has to retreat and avoid this battle.

Because of this, he has been in a stalemate with him blushing and thick neck for a long time in the tent.

Zhu Zhanji angrily pointed at the sand table and yelled at King Han,

"You know the shit!"

"Once you pass the Three Gorges, there is a road between the two mountains."

"The passage in the middle can only accommodate one ride."

"Cannons and vehicles are easy to get in but hard to get out."

"The Tartars and Oara are on the mountain, and with [-] troops, they can defeat a hundred with one!"

"So this way doesn't work at all!"

King Han blushed and leaned on the sand table, roaring at Zhu Zhanji,

"Boy!"

"Who are you talking to!"

Zhao Wang, who was standing beside Zhu Di, heard the sound and looked over, and said coldly towards Zhu Zhanji,

"With whom!"

Zhu Di held the finger of the topographic map for a while, without even looking at Zhu Zhanji, his tone contained a hint of displeasure,

"What did you say?"

Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Zhu Di's eyes with a flash of nervousness,

"I say..."

Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Di, swallowed the words that were about to blurt out, frowned and cursed fiercely,

"I said...I'm a fart!"

Standing on Zhu Di's side, Zhu Gaoyu glanced at Zhu Zhanji, whose face was flushed, and shook his head with a sigh.

This child, it is estimated that he has received a letter from home.

Knowing that the prince is dying, he is in a hurry to go home.

Zhu Gaoyu walked to Zhu Zhanji, stretched out a small hand on the sand table and said,

"As long as you pass the Three Gorges Pass, you will arrive at the Tatar camp that the third child said."

"But if you want to take a detour, you don't know when this battle will be fought."

"Heavy snow falls in September, and it will be very unfavorable for our army to drag it on."

"So these two mountains must be taken."

Zhu Di looked at the map and nodded in agreement.

"The fourth one said it well."

"Must take it."

Take this mountain?

King Han glanced at King Zhao who was standing beside Zhu Di.

Now is a good time to split up again!

He didn't hesitate at all, and looked a little excited and made a suggestion to Zhu Di.

"father."

"Me and the third one each split [-] troops."

"Provoke him with cavalry and lure him out."

"Use cannons and guns to stop the speed of his cavalry."

King Zhao glanced at King Han, with a faint smile on his face, he went straight to the sand table and pointed to the sand table,

"Don't be afraid of this narrow mouth."

"After the second child and I went up the mountain, the one who is condescending has an advantage."

Zhu Zhanji saw that they were singing together, and no one wanted to withdraw from the army, but all wanted to move on, so he tried his best to refute.

The King of Han glanced at him sideways,

"What's your opinion?"

Zhu Zhanji slapped the sand table angrily and roared,

"You are going to die, what advice can I have."

King Zhao snorted disdainfully,

"Whoever goes out to fight is not going to die."

When Zhu Zhanji heard the words, he stared at King Zhao and questioned,

"Third uncle, some people kept saying that this battle will be over in June, and it's already August."

"The war is not half over yet."

"Who said this madness?"

As soon as Zhu Zhanji said this, the account suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, and even Zhu Gaoyu, who was standing beside him, looked at Zhu Zhanji and shook his head slightly with pity.

Zhu Zhanji felt wrong as soon as he said it, but after all, what he said was like poured water.

It's too late to recycle now.

Zhu Di put down the map in his hand, looked at him with an unpredictable expression, and said in a low voice,

"I said."

When the King of Han heard the sound, he moved towards Zhu Zhanji and provocatively said,

"Say it."

"Go on."

Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth, looking like he was directly breaking the jar,

"I just want to know why our army is advancing so slowly!"

King Han leaned on the edge of the sand table and explained calmly,

"It rained early this year, and the Kherlen River was flooded."

"Our cavalry and artillery can't be used."

Zhu Gaoyu stood aside and nodded.