When Zhu Di, the king of Yan, appeared in the Yangtze River flood control camp, Li Mao, the commander of Jiangxi, was stunned.

At this juncture, what did he Zhu Di do when he came over?

It is true that everyone recognizes Zhu Di's exploits and prestige on the battlefield, and the only remaining god of war of the Ming Dynasty has won many battles in the north and southwest, commanding the Ming army's invincible and invincible attack.

However, flood control operations are completely different from real battles with real swords and guns.

"I can't sit still in Nanchang."

There was no extra politeness, Zhu Di said directly.

"Nanchang is now organizing rescue, and many people have been temporarily transferred to the city, and there is no danger of their lives, so they are alone."

Li Mao, who had just been withdrawn from the front line, was lying on the marching bed at this time, not because he was arrogant, but because his legs had completely lost consciousness due to the long soaking time, and he was on the verge of necrosis.

"In this battle, there is no more prince's soldiers."

Zhu Di sat in front of Li Mao's bed, took the porridge in the hands of the latter's own soldiers, and fed it himself.

"Your Majesty has also been in Jiangxi, in Guangxin, and even personally commanded the rescue and transfer of the people, this is a battle of unity, unity, and after the rescue of Guangxin Mansion is over, Lone believes that His Majesty will also come to the Yangtze River camp, so now, Lone is the first to come."

Li Mao's eyes widened in astonishment, he understood the meaning of Zhu Di's words, Zhu Di wanted to be like them, go to the front line to be a 'levee'!

"In just a few days, thousands of sons and daughters have been killed on all fronts, and more than 5,000 people have been left with severe or minor disabilities, they have fulfilled the duties of a great Ming son, and now, it is the turn of the old soldier to do his duty."

After feeding the last spoonful of porridge in the bowl, Zhu Di stood up and calmly unloaded his helmet and armor, tightened the ribbon around his waist, and took his youngest son Zhu Gaosui out of the barracks without hesitation, and walked down the high ground, walking step by step towards the direction of the embankment with waist-length deep water.

In front of the flood situation, where are there any princes and county kings!

When the emperor chose to stay in Shangrao and not leave, 700,000 athletes were ready to die in Jiangxi. Even the emperor is not afraid of death, what are they afraid of?

Zhu Di has been proud all his life, and it is impossible for him to let his nephew look down on him, let alone let the world look down on him, and let Qingshi look down on him!

Even if he wants to die, he, the Yan King of the Ming Dynasty, will die in front of Zhu Yunwen!

At the location of a sub-embankment, a young soldier was hit by the impact of the flood and vomited blood, and his whole body fell into the deep water as soon as he was weak, and the water was turbulent, and the surrounding comrades-in-arms could not salvage him at the first time, and no one could be found again.

"Fuck!"

The hundred households who were leaning against Zidi just scolded hatefully, the tears in his red eyes had long since dried up, and for so many days, he couldn't remember how many comrades-in-arms he had sent away.

"Are there any people alive gasping for breath? Come on top. ”

Then, a vicissitudes of life with a few scars came into his eyes.

An old man came over with a child.

"Which team are you from?"

Such a strange configuration surprised Baihu, so when Zhu Di grabbed his arm, leaned back against Zidi with him, and stuck his legs into the mud before he came back to his senses.

"From Nanchang."

As soon as Zhu Di opened his mouth to speak, his face suddenly changed, because he felt a huge impact from the embankment on his back.

I've fought a lifetime of battles, and I've suffered all kinds of injuries, but this is the first time that this kind of continuous injury that I don't know how to dodge.

"Old man, you can't do it."

Baihu looked at it funny: "Look at you like this, at least you are a general, it's not that I don't look down on you, it's okay for you generals to march and fight, this thing still has to rely on youth." ”

Seeing that his own Lao Tzu was looked down upon, Zhu Gaosui beside Zhu Di became annoyed: "You are presumptuous. ”

As a result, as soon as the words came out, Zhu Di glared at him fiercely, and he was scared to be honest at the moment.

"yes, presumptuous."

Baihu silently raised his neck, the rain in the sky was still falling, and there was no tendency to stop.

"These days, I have watched the commanders, commanders, and thousands of households die one after another, and I have watched my soldiers die one by one, but I, a hundred households, have survived, maybe I don't know when I will be knocked into the torrent, and I will be knocked into the five organs and bleed, who knows."

A person who has lost all thoughts has relied on what support to get to the present, except for faith!

And a soldier with faith deserves the highest respect from all.

Zhu Di tightened the arms of the hundred households, and said sincerely: "The dog is arrogant, it is I who failed to teach the father well, and when it is worth it, I will ask him to kowtow to you to make amends." ”

"Your son?"

Baihu was stunned by this sentence of dog: "Old man, you are ruthless enough, even your son was brought, I thought it was your own soldier." ”

Hearing the reproach in Baihu's tone, Zhu Gaosui spoke for Zhu Di: "Because I am also a soldier." ”

I'm a soldier, and that's reason enough.

"Well, that makes sense."

Baihu was already starting to struggle to speak, and his will was gradually blurring.

"We are soldiers, there is no choice if we are soldiers, you say, we will die in the future, will the people of Jiangxi remember us?"

Feeling the strangeness of the hundreds of households around him, Zhu Di's face was shocked, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Yes, not only the people of Jiangxi, the people of the whole world, but also the emperor, they will remember, remember every one of my Ming sons who died here, the emperor will erect a monument for you, will award you medals, hold commendations for you, and the history will be remembered."

"Dare to fight the sky with mortal fetuses, and swear to live and die with Jiangxi."

Baihu opened his mouth, and scarlet blood gushed out of his mouth, turning red into the turbid torrent, and in his eyes, all the vitality was gone, but his body was still firmly rooted in the back of Zidi, and he did not fall!

Father and son fell silent.

"If I survive, I'll kowtow to you."

Zhu Gaosui felt that his heart was hit hard, and the deep remorse and self-blame made him very uncomfortable.

As time went by, more and more soldiers fell, but more people silently rose to the top, but the local people in Jiujiang also rushed over.

"Thief God, stop the rain!"

Zhu Gaosui raised his neck abruptly and roared angrily: "How many people do you have to kill before you are satisfied, you are raised by a bitch, Lao Tzu will definitely kill you when he dies and will kill you, and cut you with a thousand knives!" ”

The thunder sounded, and it seemed that Cang Tian really heard Zhu Gaosui's voice and was angry because of it.

"Hahahaha."

Zhu Gaosui scolded even more happily: "Come on, the thunder will kill me, there is no kind of thing, you are the one who scolds." ”

scolding and scolding, Zhu Gaosui's voice became much quieter, until he finally lost his voice completely.

The rain has stopped!