It turned out that this was a mountain of defeat.

Looking at the scene of the horse thief fleeing, Zhu Youzhen finally understood what 'defeat is like a mountain'.

It turns out that everything in the book is true.

When the army is defeated like a mountain, it is really that the soldiers have no fighting spirit and will have no fighting spirit; everyone is like falling into an evil spirit, and they no longer have any idea of resisting except to flee with their heads in their hands.

It is no wonder that in the previous life, there was a saying that 'victory cannot see a strong army, and defeat can show the true colors of a strong army', and Zhu Youzhen was finally able to understand this sentence.

When the wind is downwind, it is normal for people to be able to fight bravely, and most people can do it, and being able to fight a good wind battle is not a strong army; But when there is a headwind, you can still stabilize your position and deal with it calmly, and even launch a counterattack against the wind, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

It can be said that no matter ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, an army that can fight against the wind is a truly strong army.

Thinking of the legendary troops he had heard about in his previous life, Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but feel a heat in his heart. He believes that the forbidden and disciplined Cadet Corps has the foundation to become a legendary unit. As long as the plan is well prepared and the drill is strengthened, the youth team that has gone through the baptism of actual combat will definitely not be inferior to those legendary strong troops.

"It seems that we need to strengthen the training of the junior team against the wind."

Looking at the horse thief fleeing in embarrassment, Zhu Youzhen muttered to himself in an inaudible voice.

Although they couldn't hear what His Royal Highness was muttering, the young men in the carriage all felt a chill hit them inexplicably.

"Summoning Chu Da back to Lonely."

Seeing that Chu Tianxing was chasing and killing the horse thief brigade, and he had the posture of chasing farther and farther, Zhu Youzhen frowned slightly and opened his mouth to order.

The sound of the golden gong of the 'bell' sounded crisply, and Zhu Youzhen suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly at the youth team in the car: "You all remember Lonely, no matter what the situation, you must keep in mind the primary goal and don't deviate from the direction." ”

The young man in the car looked at Chu Tianxing, who had been chased far away, and tasted the content of Zhu Youzhen's roar, and his face invariably showed a somewhat clear look.

The suburbs of Beijing, Daxing County

Zhang Zhizhi was bored in a small restaurant listening to the singer singing a small song.

The food in the small restaurant is not very good, the wine is not very smooth, the singer is not very good-looking, and the song is not very beautiful. Zhang Zhizhi hasn't even figured out what his father Zhang Weixian arranged for him to do in this small county.

However, after spending a few days here, Zhang Zhizhi now likes this small city a little.

Compared with the capital, Daxing County is really small and a little pitiful.

Life in a small county town is far less convenient than in the capital, but there is one biggest advantage in this small county, that is, there is no father Zhang Weixian here.

As the eldest son of the British prince of this generation and the legal son of the British government, Zhang Zhizhi, who is in his thirties, not only rarely leaves Beijing, but also leaves Zhang Weixian's side not too often.

As the son of the British princess, he is burdened with the inheritance of the British government, and Zhang Zhizhi has to learn a lot of things since he was a child. In the capital, his every move is even more cautious, because he represents the British government, and his every move may damage the face of the British government.

For his father Zhang Weixian, Zhang Zhizhi is even more afraid to the bones. From childhood to adulthood, he has always been trembling and cautious when he is in front of his father. But the more this is the case, the more Zhang Zhizhi is scolded by Zhang Weixian.

Being able to leave Zhang Weixian's side and come out to live a relaxed life, even if he came to this small county town with relatively poor materials, Zhang Zhizhi felt like coming to heaven.

After a pleasant sip of wine that was not very smooth, I had to take another bite of the very average dish. A guard rushed in and whispered a few words in Zhang Zhi's ear.

After listening to the guard's words, Zhang Zhi looked at the not very smooth wine on the table, and the dish with a very ordinary taste, and stood up with a light sigh.

Just now, the guards reported that His Royal Highness King Xin's motorvoy was not far from Daxing County, and he should go to meet His Royal Highness King Xin. This is definitely what he should do in England.

Combined with the situation in the capital, Zhang Zhizhi finally understood what his father Zhang Weixian meant. However, when he walked out of the hotel, Zhang Zhizhi was still a little puzzled.

How did this father Zhang Weixian know that His Royal Highness King Xin would return to Beijing from Daxing?

"There is a cavalry approaching in front of you."

The warning signal from the lookout post slowed down the speed of the convoy. The guards on horseback immediately divided into several horses to meet them, and the boys in the carriage also set up muskets alertly.

This set of vigilance mode to meet the enemy is the convoy vigilance mode arranged according to the grassland marching experience of the Xifengkou Youth Team.

With the addition of binoculars at the rooftop lookout, the team's warning range has increased dramatically, making any idea of raiding a convoy difficult to achieve.

"Your Royal Highness, it's the British prince Zhang who went out on a parade. I met His Royal Highness by chance and came to see him. ”

The guards who had gone to investigate quickly returned, bringing with them detailed information about who had arrived.

"On the occasion of the British prince Zhang? Travel? Encounter? ”

Reaching out and touching his smooth chin, Zhu Youzhen had a smile on his face.

The sons of the lord have all come, and it seems that Zhang Weixian's position has been obvious enough.

Looking at the hazy Daxing County in the distance, Zhu Youzhen felt quite emotional.

Daxing County, Daxing, what a good name, a good omen!

Stretching out his hand to push open the carriage door, Zhu Youzhen ordered with great ease: "Please come over." ”

"Yes, Your Highness."

In response, the guards turned their horses and ran off into the distance.

"Your Highness, you ......"

Seeing that Zhu Youzhen pushed the car door and appeared directly in front of people, Gao Qiqian shouted excitedly.

did not enter the capital and did not appear in front of people.

It is better to have people guess that the king is in the convoy than to be seen with their own eyes, and this is the principle laid down by the guards to protect against assassins.

Knowing Gao Qiqian's thoughts, Zhu Youzhen said with a faint smile on his face: "The British princes are here, do you still need to hide it?" ”

As soon as this sentence came into his ears, Gao Qiqian suddenly realized.

The British Duke Zhang Weixian was in charge of the Ming Beijing camp and was the actual leader of the capital army. The fact that the British Duke allowed the prince to come means that the British Duke has clearly recognized the righteous status of His Royal Highness the King of the United Kingdom.

From the moment the prince of England came to His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness really no longer needed to hide it. Because from this moment on, His Royal Highness Shinwang has more than just righteousness.

So to speak, His Highness's chances ......

"There's a team of horses approaching in front of the left."

The shouts of the lookout post interrupted Gao Qiqian's ecstatic train of thought.

"Report ......"

The guards dragging Changyin arrived in front of Zhu Youzhen's carriage almost simultaneously with Zhang Zhizhi.

"Your Royal Highness, Xu Yunzhen, the prince of Dingguo, met by chance on a trip and came to visit."

The sound of the guard's report made Zhang Zhizhi's heart full of familiar feelings.

Xu Yunzhen not only rushed here, but even the excuses he made were so consistent with him, everyone really deserved to be (difficult) brother (difficult)!

Thinking of Xu Yunzhen, a heartfelt smile appeared on Zhang Zhizhi's face.

Among the nobles of the capital, the status of the Duke of England and the Duke of Dingguo is basically equal. Xu Yunzhen, the prince of Dingguo, and Zhang, the prince of the United Kingdom, are about the same age and almost the same status. The discipline of the two old princes is even more similar to them, which makes the two princes and sons of the two princes have the same illness and become the most iron friends.

"Please come with the prince of Dingguo."

After Zhu Youzhen gave the order to the guards, his face was covered with a warm smile: "Brother Zhang, our brothers have always been rare, and we ...... today."

Before Zhu Youzhen's greetings were finished, he was interrupted by a stack of shouts from the lookout post.

"Horse team, another horse team is approaching us."