Chapter 62: It's Not Me, I Don't, You Talk Nonsense

Zhu Di fell ill, very sick, unconscious.

After receiving the news that Zhu Gaoxu was killed, he fell to the ground directly in front of his eyes.

When he woke up at night, he was very old, looking like an old man in his last years.

"Daddy!"

Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao, threw himself directly in front of Zhu Di, crying bitterly and shouting, "The second brother was killed, and he was killed by Zhu Zhanji, a wolf cub!" ”

The guards who did it killed Zhu Gaoxu and then committed suicide with a knife, and there was no human or physical evidence. But Zhu Gaosui can conclude that Wang Xiao did this thing!

Zhu Gaosui has always called Wang Xiao a little wolf cub, and he noticed early that Wang Xiao's heart is by no means as sunny as his smile.

But what he couldn't imagine was that Wang Xiao was decisive in doing things, and the ruthlessness of his actions was still above their brothers.

Everyone in the world says that the second child is like the emperor, but Zhu Gaosui thinks that Wang Xiao is the one who is most like.

Zhu Di slowly stood up and sat up, rubbing his face with trembling hands.

"Tell me, do you want to live or die?"

Zhu Di's words made Zhu Gaosui stop crying, and looked at his father in a daze.

"It's easy to die, just take a knife and kill it. If you want to live, remember. Your second brother died by the sword of the Mongols! ”

Zhu Di no longer ignored the stunned Zhu Gaosui, and beckoned to Fan Zhong, the general of the army on the side.

Fan Zhong hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhu Di, and the people around him came up to change the emperor's clothes.

"Where's the grandson?"

"After the death of King Han in battle, some of the 3,000 battalion generals spread a message saying that King Han's death was related to Taisun. A part of 3,000 soldiers and horses are confronting Taisun. ”

Fan Zhong had also heard Zhu Di's words before, and at this time he cautiously recounted the situation outside. Don't dare to add oil and vinegar, and don't dare to hide it for anyone.

Zhu Di closed his eyes and did not speak, and waited until the change of clothes was completed and slowly walked out of the Chinese army's tent.

The current situation of the Ming army is very chaotic.

They obviously won a battle that was enough to record in history, but after the battle, they did not reward wine and eat meat for meritorious deeds, but faintly confronted each other.

When Zhu Di rode his horse over, he saw that there were 3,000 battalions of soldiers and horses in the valley on one side, and almost all the rest of the Ming army on the other side!

The king of Han was not in the army when he rushed into battle at the last moment, and his subordinates could not accept this result, and after a short period of confusion, they went to Wang Xiao to settle accounts under the instigation of Zhu Gaosui.

Zhu Gaoxu has been operating in the army for many years, and countless of his henchmen have died. Most of the men and horses of the 3,000 battalion were willing to avenge him, which was actually a normal thing.

However, he was dead after all.

A man dies like a lamp goes out.

When Zhu Gaoxu was alive, the soldiers and horses of the other battalions would not follow him, but they would not go to the muddy waters. for his prestige is there.

But he's dead.

The dead Zhu Gaoxu also lost his prestige, and there was no pressure to make the other battalions palpitate.

And on Wang Xiao's side, he is not a novice on the battlefield. When he was young, he once followed the emperor on expeditions outside the Saiwai.

This time, he is not only in charge of the Shenji Battalion, but also a powerful general in the army. He also personally led the troops and horses to cross the mountains and mountains to attack the back of the Mongols, and won a decisive victory.

The most important military exploits in the army, whether it is a general or a soldier, are willing to follow a commander who can win battles.

Naturally, Wang Xiao's prestige was also established.

To be honest, Wang Xiao's identity as a grandson is not very good in the army.

There are countless deposed princes in history, not to mention the grandson.

Wang Xiao himself is very aware of this, so he will risk his life to go to the battlefield in person.

In addition, Wang Xiao has another advantage, that is, the crown prince.

Don't look at the prince far away in the pass. But here, the families of both generals and soldiers are in the Guannai, and their logistical supplies also depend on the Guannai.

The king of Han was killed, and the emperor fell unconscious.

At this critical moment, which may be to decide the ownership of the world, most of the people in the Ming army chose to stand on Wang Xiao's side.

If Zhu Gaoxu was still there, many soldiers and horses in the 3,000 battalions and even other battalions would have no scruples about fighting.

But he's dead.

Without Zhu Gaoxu's commander, even these people in the 3,000 battalions were hesitant.

First, there is no leader who can really convince the public.

Second, there is no evidence to prove that Zhu Gaoxu's death is related to Wang Xiao.

Third, once the sword soldiers are really mobilized, then they are undoubtedly national thieves. Not only himself, but also his family in Kannai will be unlucky.

Wang Xiao naturally will not take the initiative to fight, now that he has an absolute advantage, he no longer needs to take risks.

The two sides were in such a stalemate until Zhu Di woke up.

Seeing Zhu Di riding a horse, all the Ming troops around him saluted.

"Long live the Son of Heaven!"

Fan Zhong, who was leading the horse for Zhu Di, had a complicated mood, because he was close, so he knew that the emperor was holding on.

The emperor on horseback had been trembling slightly, not knowing when he would fall.

The emperor's body, no.

looked at Wang Xiao, who was straight and heroic not far away. A strange thought suddenly surged in Fan Zhong's heart.

"The sky of the Ming Dynasty is about to change."

Zhu Di rode his horse to Wang Xiao, and Le Ma looked at him silently.

Wang Xiao did not have the slightest fear, and looked at the emperor with a clear gaze.

"In front of the soldiers of the whole army, in front of the emperor and queen, and in front of your grandfather."

Zhu Di took a deep breath, "You tell me, did you do the death of King Han?" ”

Wang Xiao shook his head slowly.

"Not me."

"Good !!"

Zhu Di suddenly burst into a shout, turned his horse's head and looked at the three thousand battalions, "The death of King Han has nothing to do with Taisun!" Are you going to betray Daming? ”

If Zhu Gaoxu's prestige can make a large number of soldiers die for him, then the prestige of Zhu Di, as the emperor immediately, is enough to make anyone obey his orders without reservation.

The centaurs on the other side fell silent.

A moment later, someone dropped his blade and dismounted. Then, like a wave, everyone dismounted and saluted the emperor.

"Long live the Emperor!!"

The cheers of the Ming army echoed between heaven and earth, and a bloody infighting was invisibly eliminated after Zhu Di came forward.

Zhu Di rode his horse to Wang Xiao's side and whispered, "You will be a good emperor in the future." ”

He is a good emperor, not a good grandson, and not a good nephew.

Wang Xiao shook his head slowly.

"I didn't."

The atmosphere of the big tent of the Ming army was a little strange.

On the ground is the King of Han wrapped in horse leather, and on one side is the red-eyed Zhu Gaosui and the old department of the King of Han. Opposite them were Wang Xiao and other Ming generals.

As for Zhu Di, his previous actions drained the little vitality he had left, and he had to go back to the back tent to rest.

"My good nephew."

Zhu Gaosui gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Xiao, "You are really vicious enough, even your own uncle will not let go." There's also a pro-uncle here, so hurry up and do it. ”

Wang Xiao glanced at him, squatted down with a silk cloth and silently wiped the blood stains and dust on Zhu Gaoxu's armor.

"You're talking nonsense."

Wang Xiao's movements were very light and he wiped them very carefully. Even the withered grass in King Han's hair was cleaned up.

On the side, Zhu Gaosui's face changed from anger to doubt, from doubt to uneasiness, and from uneasiness to a miserable face.

"Dick!"

Zhu Gaosui sat on the ground with his buttocks, looking at Zhu Gaoxu, who was shrouded in horse leather, crying and laughing.

"You are not wronged in death, and we are not wronged in defeat!"

"What kind of person is this, thousands of years up, up and down, which one of these characters is not a peerless hero. Our brother was defeated at his hands, and he was not wronged. You go well, and the brother will go down to accompany you later. ”

"The third uncle will live very well."

Wang Xiao said softly, "You will live a hundred years old, and your children and grandchildren will be around your knees." ”

Zhu Gaosui was silent, sitting on the cold ground and looking at Wang Xiao with a distracted gaze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although he has also been in the army for many years, the prestige of Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao, is far from being comparable to Zhu Gaoxu.

Even in the five military camps where he had the most strength, he couldn't do it to the extent of his words.

When Wang Xiao confronted the 3,000 battalions before, Zhu Gaosui thought about mobilizing the 5th military battalion to join them. But few people answered his call.

The prestige in the army is not high, let alone in the government and the opposition, those are all the prince's people.

Zhu Gaosui's real strength lies in spies. But it's not on the table.

Therefore, as soon as Zhu Gaoxu died, the alliance between the two brothers collapsed directly, instead of being taken over by him to inherit the power of his second brother.

After a lot of effort, the pale Zhu Di walked out with the support of Fan Zhong.

He sat on the chair and silently watched Wang Xiao sort out Zhu Gaoxu's remains. The atmosphere in the entire Chinese army tent is very depressing.

When Wang Xiao got up and stood back, Zhu Di got up and came to Zhu Gaoxu's side.

He, old tears.

Zhu Gaoxu has followed Zhu Di to fight everywhere since he was young, and the decades of father-son relationship broke through the shackles of the emperor's identity at this moment, making Zhu Di unable to control his emotions.

Even if Zhu Di actually knew that Zhu Gaoxu secretly plotted to kill the prince and conspired to form a party to try to mutiny. But he still loves this son.

He didn't pursue Wang Xiao, in addition to not being able to pursue it, he also had no face to investigate.

Zhu Gaoxu poisoned the crown prince and prepared to mutiny to get rid of Wang Xiao. In this case, Wang Xiao fought back in order to survive, which was a matter of course. Zhu Di had no way to hold him accountable.

"Your Majesty, please mourn."

Wang Xiao stepped forward and saluted, and helped Zhu Di back to the chair and sat down.

Zhu Di finally took a deep look at his second son, raised his hand and waved, "Let's go." ”

A group of sergeants entered the tent and slowly lifted Zhu Gaoxu and sent him outside.

The coffin has been prepared for the Han prince outside. Sent into a coffin and nailed.

All the honors and disgraces of the life of Zhu Gaoxu, the king of the Han Dynasty, are frozen at this moment.

"Second brother~~~"

Zhu Gaosui, who had been stunned before, lost control of his emotions at this time, threw himself on the coffin and slapped it vigorously and cried loudly.

The cry was so miserable that it made people cry.

Soon the entire Ming army camp resounded with the sound of crying, and hundreds of thousands of Ming troops saw off the Han King Zhu Gaoxu in this way.

Zhu Di closed his eyes and wept silently.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and his red eyes were full of endless killing intent.

"Bring Mahamu up!"