On the sixth day of the sixth month of the thirteenth year of Jianwen, the heroic army outside Nanjing gathered, and the spirit of Jin Ge soared into the sky, and the scorching sun and high temperature were driven away.

This is the point selected by the cabinet and Ying Tianfu, where Zhu Yunwen will lead Zhu Di, cabinet ministers and a group of martial artists from the Fifth Military Government to welcome the high-level generals of the army such as Ma Dajun who returned triumphantly from India, and review the 20,000 Xuanhe Wang Divisions who returned triumphantly this time.

At the front of the greeting team, it was not Zhu Yunwen but Zhu Di, the chief of the general staff, who was about two miles away from Zhu Yunwen.

According to the process, after he waited for Ma Dajun, he would take the latter to Zhu Yunwen, who was guarded by the Beijing army, to meet with him.

It is said that the Son of Heaven went out of the city to greet him, but where can the emperor really wait under the sun, and it is not safe to be safe.

It was 20,000 people who followed Ma Dajun back to the division and accepted the review, although this team was raised by the national dynasty, but who dared to say that there were no two hearts in the frontier for a long time?

What if the army of horses rushed into battle with the army.

That's why Zhu Di is two miles away from Zhu Yunwen, and there is really a one-in-10,000 possibility, and the emperor with 100,000 Beijing troops guarding him will not be in any danger.

The sound of horses' hooves rose, black lines appeared, and Zhu Di sat on a high-headed horse and looked at it, and he had already seen the traces of the triumphant army.

There are messengers coming and going at all times.

"King Yuyan, your prince has reached five miles away, and there is no bow and crossbow shield in the whole army."

If you don't have a crossbow, you don't have the ability to attack from a distance; Without a giant shield, it doesn't have any ability to form a formation.

This army did not turn against itself.

Zhu Di's heart was steady, but he still didn't take it lightly, after all, he hadn't seen him for a few years, and he didn't dare to be completely relieved of Ma Dajun's indifference.

The messengers were still running, and the main formation of the Chinese army of Ma Dajun was getting closer and closer, until it was close to a hundred zhang and stopped.

followed by a gallop and came towards Zhu Di.

At first, the soldiers beside Zhu Di were frightened, and it took a few breaths to see the person clearly.

The top of the head is a red feather hood, carved with the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu. Wearing a gold-lacquered tiger-striped Wenshan armor, the red python dragon cloak on the shoulders is only eligible for embroidery by the prince.

This outfit is matched with the one-eyed under the helmet, and Quan Daming is also an army of horses.

With bare hands, there is no knife to match.

Zhu Di lightly clamped the horse's belly forward, and the horse army slowed down, the two were close, and the latter turned over and dismounted.

Clenched his fists and bowed: "The last general Ma Dajun did not dishonor the emperor's military order, and since the eleventh year of Jianwen, Yin Shi, he commanded the army to conquer the North Delhi Sultanate." Relying on the blessing of His Majesty, it lasted two years before and after, and finally destroyed the North Delhi Sultanate, Mahmani and other barbarians who encircled India.

Lai Yongcheng Hou Xue Ketong led the Sasuke of the Fujian and Zhejiang Naval Divisions to Keding Ceylon, and realized the comprehensive unification from the Hindu Kush Mountains in the north to Gumali in the south.

Today's victory is triumphant, and the seal and charm of the unified army are specially handed over to the emperor and the chief of the general staff. ”

After that, he took out the handsome seal and tiger talisman with command from his bosom.

Zhu Di also dismounted, took these objects and handed them to the staff officer beside him, and he had a special person to verify the authenticity of the seal, and he patted Ma Dajun on the shoulder, and the irrepressible appreciation in his tone was revealed.

"I'm a good son, you have made a great contribution this time."

Ma Dajun raised his neck and smiled roughly.

"I got a lot of luck."

"There is no luck in marching and fighting, it is all real swords and real guns, and you have worked hard."

Zhu Di grabbed Ma Dajun's forearm: "Go, follow the lonely face saint." ”

The two walked a few steps, and saw that the head army was divided, and the Son of Heaven pulled by twelve snow-white high-headed horses had slowly driven away, and the carriage door of the mobile surface palace opened, first several armored Han generals walked out, and then there was the same Ming Jianwen Emperor: Zhu Yunwen!

"Minister, see my emperor's holy bow Jin'an!"

Different from Zhu Di's fist salute, Ma Dajun ignored it, knelt on his knees, and the whole person lay on the ground and gave a five-body throw.

This made Zhu Yunwen, who was standing high on the wheel, boast and praise, and he didn't have time to speak, so he hurriedly instructed Zhu Di to help him up.

"Dajun, what are you doing, I have forgotten the rules of Wuxun to avoid kneeling."

Zhu Di pulled up the army of horses, but found that the latter was already in tears at the moment.

This rough man, how can he still cry.

Zhu Yunwen walked down the stairs and walked all the way to the crying Ma Dajun, looking at the latter who was not tall but had a tiger's back because of his height.

After watching it for a minute, he stretched out his right hand and patted him on the shoulder with a solemn expression.

"Well done."

There was no edict of reward for splendid articles, no long words of praise, and the emperor only said three simple words, but at this moment it was enough to be worth a thousand words.

Even Zhu Di, who was standing beside Ma Dajun, was stunned.

Because he saw that the armor worn by Zhu Yunwen was a somewhat simple placket that Taizu had worn for almost his whole life.

This armor has accompanied Taizu all his life, accompanied Taizu to conquer Chen Youliang, pacified Fang Guozhen, and also accompanied Taizu on the Northern Expedition and reviewed the three armies.

From Xu Chang to Lan Yu, to Zhu Fan and Zhu Di, every time they return to their teachers in triumph, Taizu will wear this armor to greet them.

Time has passed, Taizu Bintian has been thirteen years, and Zhu Di is also in his fifties, but this situation really makes Zhu Di feel in a trance, as if dreaming back to more than 20 years ago.

Zhu Di, who was in his early twenties, went on the Northern Expedition with the King of Zhongshan, and when he returned to his teacher, the only thing Taizu said to his unpleasant son was this sentence.

"Well done!"

Looking at Ma Dajun, Zhu Di's eyes were full of the shadow of his youth.

"How can the minister be virtuous, worthy of His Majesty's such a gracious reward, the minister is ashamed."

Ma Dajun is only a year or two younger than Zhu Yunwen, but at this moment, Shengsheng is like a child facing a serious old father, crying because of a word of affirmation and appreciation.

"Since Your Majesty has been crowned as a minister of the country, in the past two years, the minister's food and lodging have been difficult, the emperor's grace is like the sea, and the minister's broken bones are difficult to repay in case of emergency, and I beg Your Majesty to take back his life."

This crying sentence made Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di's uncle and nephew laugh.

"Fourth uncle, the army is disgusted with my low reward, and it is emotional."

Zhu Di also nodded in agreement: "The minister also thinks that it is not appropriate to make such a great contribution to be crowned a national prince." ”

"Do you want to add a prince? The army is from Suiyang, how about being called the King of Suiyang? ”

The two of them sang and harmonized, which frightened Ma Dajun and shook his head again and again.

"No, no, the minister categorically didn't think so, categorically not."

I forgot to cry because I was so scared.

Seeing Ma Dajun's appearance, Zhu Yunwen laughed heartily.

"How can you say that this thing is also the third prince of our Ming Dynasty at the moment, how can you cry like this in front of hundreds of thousands of troops, it's too embarrassing, okay, clean up yourself, and review the three armies with me."

Ma Dajun hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face and raised his nose.

"Please get on the carriage for Your Majesty, and the minister will sign the horse for Your Majesty."

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Zhu Yun scolded him, grabbed Ma Dajun's wrist and walked to the wheel.

"The fourth uncle is also here, parade in the same car with me, take a good look at this Xuanhe Wang Shi, who laid the foundation of my Ming Dynasty!"

The Son of Heaven began to move, and nearly 1,000 ceremonial musicians played a majestic and passionate military music.

Young faces crossed in front of Zhu Yunwen's eyes, with pride and excitement, with scars and glory.

The chariot turned back to the midpoint from west to east, focusing the eyes of tens of thousands of troops on Zhu Yunwen alone.

"Ming Army, mighty!"

"My Emperor, mighty!"

The armor was sonorous, and tens of thousands of children responded loudly.

Zhu Yunwen raised his breath and shouted: "Ming Army, long live!" ”

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The mountains shouted tsunami-like chants, and the triumphant athletes cheered their joy of victory.

Waiting for the sound of the mountain calling long live to dissipate in the sky, Zhu Yunwen spoke.

"Two years ago, you embarked on a journey to go to the barren, galloping in the shadow of swords and swords, bathed in blood and artillery fire, which lasted seven hundred days and nights, and finally today, you returned triumphantly.

On this journey, you broke 317 cities before and after, and captured 1.13 million enemies.

The merits of my cousin and others are also very glorious in the Jiangshan Sheji and the ancestral temple.

With the sword in your hand, with the scars of your body, for my Ming, for my people, for my descendants, you have plowed countless lands, and your merits are in the present day, and your honors will be passed down for thousands of years!

Inherit the ancestors Yu Lie to expand the territory for thousands of miles, and open the foundation of future generations for eternity.

As long as the sun, moon, mountains and rivers are still there, the Ming Dynasty will be there, and your achievements will also be celebrated forever. Long live the people of the Ming Dynasty! Long live the Ming soldiers! ”

Zhu Yunwen clenched his fists, raised his arms and shouted three thousand, which instantly ignited the emotions of these two thousand sons, the originally neat and neat military formation collapsed, and the young athletes who had spent countless days and nights between life and death cheered, and everyone forgot the consideration of the emperor's identity, and from holding shoulders to celebrate and instantly turned into crying.

The 200,000 sons of the Ming Dynasty conquered the southwest, how many comrades-in-arms and comrades, siblings and brothers were in a foreign land.

For many days and nights, only these young people in their teens and early twenties will wonder if they can go back to their hometown to see their parents again.

Today, Zhu Yunwen affirmed them.

Their exploits will be engraved in history and will be passed down for thousands of years.