Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

"Just make this arrangement."

"Presumably General Fan can understand this king's good intentions."

After Zhu Gaoyu finished speaking, [-] clasped his fist towards Fan Zhong quite solemnly.

Fan Zhong's face showed a trace of struggle,

"Could it be that the emperor...really didn't..."

Zhu Gaoyu shook his head sadly.

"Puff--!"

Fan Zhong knelt on the ground with a look of awe, a line of tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

I saw him kowtow heavily towards the direction outside the tent with a sad face.

Zhu Gaoyu sighed secretly, he couldn't tell Fan Zhong that Zhu Di's body had recovered.

For now, it's not even possible to tell anyone.

Only then can the plan proceed.

Fan Zhong kowtowed three times to the sad and solemn expression outside the account, then stood up and solemnly clasped his fists towards Zhu Gaoyu,

"The last general takes orders."

After saying that, he turned around and exited the tent.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the back of Fan Zhong leaving, and smiled unpredictably.

Very good, the big play is about to start.

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Three thousand camps.

After a rush of hooves, Fan Zhong got off his horse and hurried to the tent of the Three Thousand Battalion.

The two brothers, King Han and King Zhao, looked at each other, and King Han rubbed his hands together and laughed twice, dryly saying,

"Brother Fan Zhong, our brothers are preparing to lead the troops back."

"You're in a hurry, but what's the matter with Dad?"

Fan Zhong stood in the center of the camp, his expression neither humble nor arrogant,

"Pass the emperor's word."

"The three thousand battalions and the five army battalions are standing on the front line, waiting for the order to go straight to the Tatar camp."

Then, he took out the golden token that Zhu Gaoyu gave him.

King Zhao of Han was startled when he heard the words, and King Han blushed and said eagerly,

"Why are you fighting again!"

"It doesn't move at all!"

"What good is it for him to spend hard in the ice and snow!"

Fan Zhong clenched his fists with a cold face,

"The last will not dare to speculate on the holy will."

"The two princes have the order."

After he finished speaking, he disregarded the expression on King Zhao of Han's face, got on his horse and left.

As soon as Fan Zhong left, the King of Han clapped his hands and complained to King Zhao.

"How to fight this battle?!"

"Why does this old man still think that it's one thing to do?"

As he said that, he tugged at King Zhao angrily.

King Zhao glanced at King Han a little displeased, and said with a sneer,

"Two days ago, they said they would retreat, but now they say they have changed."

Han Wang snorted coldly,

"I think the old man is in good health again."

"Okay, he just wants to toss."

"Now the warlike heart has risen again."

"Didn't you hear what he said yesterday, you have to fight Langjuxu Mountain!"

King Zhao looked at King Han with a gloomy expression.

"Not at all, there must be demons when things go wrong."

"Fan Zhong's message was just an oral decree, not the emperor's personal decree, but a golden token."

"I don't think it's right."

The king of Han was startled,

"You mean someone doesn't want us to retreat?"

"Deliberately falsely preaching the imperial edict!"

"That old man...isn't he..."

Saying that, a look of excitement appeared on Han Wang's face.

King Zhao sneered,

"Yes or not, let's go back and see."

The King of Han nodded solemnly.

The two felt that the matter was strange, and after thinking about it for a moment, they each led a team of personal soldiers and ran towards Zhu Di's camp on horseback.

The group was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for them to reach Zhu Di's tent.

Fan Zhong looked at Zhao Wang and Han Wang and said coldly,

"The emperor did not decree the summons."

The King of Han was disdainful,

"The two of us don't worry, let's see my father together, okay?"

Fan Zhong stood in front of the King of Han,

"The emperor said that no one can enter without his will."

"You two, please come back!"

King Zhao rolled his eyes, pulled the king of Han, whose face was flushed, and smiled at Fan Zhong,

"Brother Fan Zhong, the two of us are also anxious."

"It was agreed before that we would retreat, but now we will not retreat."

"Look at the weather, it's really not suitable to continue guarding."

"We also want to persuade the emperor, there is really no need for unnecessary consumption."

"Brother Fan Zhong, do you think this is true?"

Fan Zhong was unmoved, still standing in front of the big tent with an expressionless face,

"Fan Zhong doesn't want to know about these things. Fan Zhong only knows that if the two of you push hard, it will be against the decree."

"The consequences are also asked by the two of you to weigh them up..."

King Han's expression changed, and he looked at Fan Zhong fiercely and said fiercely,

"You're just a dog of the emperor, don't toast, eat and drink fine!"

Fan Zhong didn't speak, and still stood in front of King Zhao of Han with an expressionless face.

King Zhao looked at Fan Zhong, who had a silent face, and glanced at the tent again. Then he sneered and held King Han who was talking harshly to Fan Zhong.

"Okay, okay, let's go first."

"Dad said let us fight, then we can't retreat!"

The King of Han stared at him in disbelief.

"Third, you!"

Zhao Dynasty he waved his hand,

"Oh, let's go."

Saying that, Zhao Dynasty smiled at Fan Zhong, and directly pulled the furious King of Han out of Zhu Di's camp.

As soon as he left the camp, the King of Han whispered angrily at King Zhao with a gloomy face.

"Third, what are you pulling me for?"

"There must be something tricky in here!"

"We didn't even see Dad's face!"

King Zhao sneered,

"What if there is something tricky, are you still trying to break into Dad's big account?"

"It's fine if this is true."

"If this matter is really decided by father knocking on the board."

"What do you want to do when you break in like this?"

"Do you want to see if the old man is dead or do you want to rebel!"

"How many brains do you have enough to play like this?!"

The King of Han was startled and suddenly realized, and then he blushed and clapped his hands eagerly.

"Then what?!"