Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

Chapter 146

King Han's expression changed slightly, then he gritted his teeth and said,

"Yes!"

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the back of King Han leading his troops away, and a confident smile appeared on his little face.

He pulled up the reins in his hand and turned the black horse under him in one direction.

Seeing that Zhu Gaoyu was leaving, Zhu Di raised his eyes and said casually,

"Don't you want to see how it turns out?"

Zhu Gaoyu smiled when he heard the sound, then shook his head and pointed to the sky with an unpredictable expression.

"It's up to people to do things."

"It will happen in the sky."

"We can already beat the sky and the half son today."

After speaking, he turned around on his horse and ran towards the camp.

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaoyu's little back, smiled and shook his head.

this kid.

Really grown up.

The Northern Expedition has been more than half a year.

The military talent displayed by Zhu Gaoyu made Zhu Di feel more and more pleasantly surprised.

Although this child is young, he considers everything and does everything flawlessly.

And in this large or small battle, the situation has been reversed many times, so that the [-]rd team of the Daming Army has turned the corner.

If you didn't want to keep fighting, you could have been a teacher long ago.

It's just that in recent months, the grassland has become colder and the marching speed has slowed down.

In addition, they were about to reach the Tartar camp. In order to resist the Ming army, the three tribes of the grasslands pushed up all the soldiers they could use.

This held the Ming army down.

Since then, the battle of Daming has become more and more difficult.

Zhu Di picked up the binoculars and glanced at Zhu Zhanji, who was still fighting hard against the enemy on the battlefield.

I saw a soldier from Owara calmly and unprepared for Zhu Zhanji, so he slashed towards Zhu Zhanji with a stern face and a big knife.

Zhu Di's breathing stagnated, and a trace of worry flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Until it was confirmed that Zhu Zhanji had escaped the catastrophe, Zhu Di's tense face eased slightly.

He put down the binoculars in his hand, no longer looked at his grandson's tragic condition, but turned around and ran towards the big tent on the brown horse.

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into the night.

Zhu Gaoyu was lying in the tent with Erlang's legs crossed, reading a book.

Looking at it, there was a commotion outside the account.

Looks like my eldest nephew is back.

Zhu Gaoyu thought about it, and then a carp sat up from the bed, put on his cloak, and ran outside the tent.

As soon as they walked out of the tent door, what caught my eye were the bloodied wounded soldiers lying in the camp.

Some of the wounded soldiers had broken arms, some had broken legs, and some had gone blind.

All of them were covered with scars, and they were shocking to see.

Not far from the tent, Zhu Zhanji was squatting beside a wounded soldier covered in blood with a sad face.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Zhu Zhanji and shook his head slightly, but did not step forward.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of small footsteps behind Zhu Gaoyu.

Zhu Gaoyu turned his head and saw that it was Zhu Di.

Zhu Di's turbid old eyes glanced at the many wounded soldiers in the camp, glanced around with an unpredictable expression, and finally set his eyes on Zhu Zhanji not far away.

He paused for a while, then stepped forward and touched Zhu Gaoyu's head, sighed slightly, and walked straight to Zhu Zhanji's side.

"How many people died." Zhu Di looked at Zhu Zhanji and said solemnly.

Zhu Zhanji sat on the ground in despair,

"Ten thousand."

Zhu Di pinched his waist and raised his head slightly, looked at the night and pondered for a moment, then patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder,

"Come in with me."

Zhu Zhanji got up and followed, and glanced at Zhu Gaoyu when he passed by Zhu Gaoyu, with a grateful look in his eyes.

If it weren't for the younger uncle insisting on letting the second uncle come to help.

I'm afraid I've already died at the Three Gorges mouth now!

Zhu Zhanji smiled gratefully at Zhu Gaoyu.

Zhu Gaoyu waved his hand indifferently, turned around and was about to leave, when he heard Zhu Di's cry in the distance,

"Fourth, you come too."

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Zhu Di standing at the door of the tent, whose back looked much heavier than usual, and a touch of sourness suddenly rose in his heart.

Emperor Yongle has been on the battlefield for decades, and I am afraid that he has never fought a more humiliating battle than this one!

Although it is a victory, it is no different from a defeat!

Today's [-] soldiers, I am afraid that it will make him more uncomfortable than directly slashing Zhu Di.

The old man has been very strong in his life. Today, this incident may have caused him much fire!

Zhu Gaoyu sighed secretly, it seemed that the matter had to be hurried.

The old man may not have a few days left!

After Zhu Gaoyu made up his mind secretly, he followed Zhu Zhanji into Zhu Di's tent.

Zhu Di went straight to the soft cave in the big tent and sat down, then waved to his uncle and nephew,

"Grandson, are you still blaming Grandpa?"

Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Zhu Di, whose tone had suddenly softened.

"Grandpa, grandson dare not."

A smile appeared on Zhu Di's old face.

"Your grandfather is old and useless."

"If it wasn't for your fourth uncle to make a timely decision this time."

"I'm afraid Daming's losses will be even more severe."

Zhu Di sat on the couch, looked at Zhu Zhanji and sighed,

"Not only that."

"The country will even lose a grandson."

Zhu Zhanji slightly bowed his hands to Zhu Gaoyu with red eyes and said solemnly.

"My nephew can't repay the kindness of the fourth uncle for saving his life. He will definitely do his best for the fourth uncle in the future!"

Zhu Gaoyu touched his chin and nodded,

"If you can't save your life, you, a junior, know how to be filial to your elders..."

"If your grandfather will reward you with something in the future."

"You have to remember to give my fourth uncle a share."

At such a warm moment, do you ask me for money? !

Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Gaoyu a little helplessly.

Zhu Gaoyu raised his little hand and scratched his head, then grinned.

If you don't give me money, what am I going to tell you?

Emotional?

Did you mention it?

If it weren't for the future meal ticket, I wouldn't save you!

Zhu Di looked at the two uncles and nephews who were getting along harmoniously, and a smile appeared on his face.

He sat on the couch and waved to his uncle and nephew, then looked at Zhu Zhanji and said,

"Grandson, there are no outsiders now. If you have anything to say, just tell the truth."

Zhu Zhanji was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhu Di hesitantly, and then knelt down quite solemnly and said,

"Grandpa, let's retire and go home."

"Let's stop fighting."

Zhu Gaoyu stood aside and glanced at Zhu Zhanji, who was outspoken, and at Zhu Di, who was sitting on the couch with an uncertain expression.

Zhu Di did not speak.

Zhu Zhanji said eagerly,

"Grandpa, we really can't go any longer."

"Today the battle is won."

"But we didn't get anything cheap from the three armies of Oara."