Hearing Zhu Qizhen's words, everyone's expressions couldn't help but show a hint of strangeness, and even a few people even held back their faces like bitter melons because of their smiles.

But at this moment, Zhu Qizhen didn't have the time to pay attention to these guys, he snorted in his heart, and took the lead in walking slowly. And Shi Biao and the others were stunned by the actions of Zhu Qizhen and others, and then thought that Zhu Qizhen and other "rogue horse thieves" were taken by the military might, and couldn't help but show a mocking smile at the corner of their mouths, but that smile was still on their lips, but they suddenly found that the other party actually began to move forward slowly. The smile on Shi Biao's face couldn't help but stiffen, and at this time, Yang Xin and Yang Neng, who had already received the news, had already galloped to Shi Biao's side at this moment, and when they saw the figure outside Li Xu, they couldn't help but widen their eyes. "What are you doing here? That's Your Majesty! ”

"What?!" Shi Biao heard Yang Xin's voice, his mouth was almost like a hippopotamus that could show his back molars, and his two eyes were staring at the salted fish by the river. "You said it was the Emperor Taishang?!"

Yang Jun's eyes widened in disbelief, coupled with his dark eye circles, this expression really looked a little funny, but no one was in the mood to laugh at him now, because Yang Xin's words were taken aback.

"Nonsense! Is this still fake? You guys, why don't you put down all the weapons in your hands and raise the blade in your hand at the Emperor Taishang, what do you want to do?! Yang Xin turned around and shouted angrily at the soldiers who had not yet understood the meaning and were confused.

Hearing Yang Xin's roar clearly, he finally understood what kind of giant the person on the opposite side was, and everyone couldn't help but fight in a hurry, and hurriedly put the weapons in their hands into the sheath, and hung them back in front of the saddle.

Shi Biao stupidly took the tomahawk back into the axe bag, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Since the emperor is coming, why don't you even fight the flag, who is to blame?" ”

"Not bad." Yang Jun also echoed with the same feelings, but as soon as the words came out, they realized that something was wrong, and the two couldn't help but glared at each other viciously, like a lion meeting a tiger, and no one wanted to show weakness.

When Yang Xin saw this scene, he couldn't help but have a black line on his face, and hurriedly shouted: "Two generals, Your Majesty has already come, don't make another incident." Hearing Yang Xin's words, the two of them snorted, twisted their heads, and looked at the sky with slanted eyes, no one was a bird.

However, they all set their eyes on the tall and burly knight who was leading the way, dressed in a cyan tight-fitting hunting suit.

-------------------- he rode his horse proudly, slowly advancing without hurrying, whether it was the murderous spirit of the party, or the majestic military formation at this moment, there was no trace of fluctuation on his face, the bumps of the war horse on his body, but it could not affect him at all, his back was straight like the pine and cypress that stood proudly on the dangerous peak for thousands of years, under the thick black sword eyebrows, his eyes were calm and revealing a majesty that could not be forced, but people could not see any emotion from his eyes, only the depth of the night, which is unpredictable, and the golden glow under the sun under the sky seems to smear his whole body, even his pupils, with a faint layer of gold, which makes people involuntarily attracted to it.

Riding a fluttering horse, it seemed to be calm and leisurely, but it made the hundreds of sergeants and Shi Biao and others on the opposite side feel a strong and palpitating pressure rushing to their faces.

It felt like a big mountain, slowly, moving, pressing in...... In the end, at a distance of fifty steps from Shi Biao and the others, who were staring at him in a daze, Zhu Qizhen reined in the horse's head, glanced at these almost petrified people, and couldn't help grinning, what kind of people are these, seeing that he is such a big living person, the dignified Emperor Taishang of the Ming Dynasty has arrived, can't he even say something?

After all, Yang Xin finally woke up, and when he saw the displeasure in Zhu Qizhen's eyes, he quickly turned over and dismounted, and the leader shouted: "Weichen see His Majesty the Emperor." ”

"See His Majesty the Emperor." With Yang Xin's shouting, nearly a thousand elites of the Ming army also shouted in unison, and the sound shook in the wilderness, and the wind was fierce.

Zhu Qizhen took a deep breath, looking at these Ming elites who bowed to the ground on one knee and had bright armor, recalled the rigorous and solemn military formation, the killing intent of Teng Xuantian, and now the cheers of Qi Ruyi, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and a trace of regret and hatred in his heart, such an army should be the most powerful army in the world, but because of the pig-like commander, it will cause a heart-wrenching and humiliating rout like the Tumu Fort.

"If, God, you let me travel through a day early, even if it's a few hours." Thinking of this, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Soldiers, you have worked hard! Flat! Zhu Qizhen took a deep breath and shouted loudly. Then, he slowly rode his horse to Yang Xin, Shi Biao and the others, and looked at these young generals who had already gotten up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

"Are you Shi Biao?" Zhu Qizhen's voice was not high, but it exuded the majesty of a superior person, and there was a heavy pressure.

Shi Biao, who was originally standing tall, couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at Zhu Qizhen with a faint but reserved smile on his face, and hurriedly replied, "It's Weichen." ”

"That's the one, Shi Heng's nephew, in the battle of the Jingshi, led the forward, killed several generals in a row, and captured the flag on three sides of Shi Biao?" Zhu Qizhen turned over and dismounted, walked slowly to Shi Biao, and looked up and down at this strong man who could be described as a giant.

"It's Wechen." Hearing Zhu Qizhen's words, Shi Biao's chest couldn't help but stand taller, and he also glanced at Yang Jun who was next to him defiantly, making this brother angry, and the dark circles under his eyes showed signs of twitching.

Zhu Qizhen, who took in the performance of the two of them, including Yang Jun's dark circles under his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his smile quickly disappeared and continued: "In the battle of the Beijing Division, did Qing kill more than 100 enemies?" ”

“…… This, the minister was ashamed, and only killed seventy-eight enemies. Although he was ashamed to say in his mouth, his face was obviously showing off, after the first battle of the Beijing Division, the one who killed the most enemies in a single person was him Shi Biao, although it was less than a hundred, but this number was enough to make him laugh and be proud of the 200,000 Ming soldiers.

"Yes, there is indeed a tiger general who is unstoppable, but, Shi Qing, if you are alone, the enemy has a hundred horses, can you dare to say victory?" Zhu Qizhen tilted his head, glanced at Shi Biao's battle axe with the axe in the axe bag, and asked seemingly casually.

"Don't say that a hundred people are a thousand horses, and Weichen dares to ride the enemy." Shi Biao's head was held higher, his chest muscles were puffed out, and he looked heroic and heroic, generous to the battlefield.

When Zhu Qizhen heard this, he couldn't help but smile lightly, raised his hand and patted Shi Biao's shoulder. "When you can be called the enemy of ten thousand, however, you can only be a general."

-------------------- at this time, Jiang Fu and the others, who had already gathered around Zhu Qizhen, heard Zhu Qizhen's seemingly boastful but ironic evaluation, and they couldn't help but look at Shi Biao with a little more banter and schadenfreude. Boss Zhu is really good enough to repay him, and it seems that the anger just now has not disappeared.

Shi Biao looked at Zhu Qizhen, the emperor with a gentle and pure smile on his face, and looked at him kindly, as if someone had thrown a bundle of firecrackers into his heart, but he could only hold it, the feeling of being about to hold back his internal injuries made him feel extraordinary, but he was helpless, who let the emperor in front of him, kill today's henchman eunuch like a dog. It's really going to be annoying, who knows if he will suddenly turn his face and chop himself up.

Seeing Shi Biao's severely constipated patient with a complicated expression as if he was sitting on the toilet, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but feel comfortable for a while.

As soon as his gaze turned, he fell on the face of Yang Jun, who was snickering at Shi Biao, and saw Zhu Qizhen's gaze cast over, Yang Jun quickly restrained the smile on his face, and put on a loyal and brave face similar to that of Shi Biao in Fang Cai.

And next to him, Yang Xin, who had been observing the expression on Zhu Qizhen's face, couldn't help but be a little secretly anxious at the moment, and could only secretly pray in his heart that the old brother would not have any nerves, and if he annoyed the emperor, it would be really fun.

"You are Yang Hong's eldest son, Yang Jun, right?" Zhu Qizhen paced in front of Yang Jun, looked up and down, as if he was studying something, and when he saw that Yang Jun, who was originally holding his head high, felt uncomfortable, then Shi Shiran asked.

"It's Wechen." Yang Jun hurriedly replied respectfully, Zhu Qizhen didn't speak all the time, and when those deep eyes looked at him, Yang Jun felt as if he was being seen through and seen through, and he felt uncomfortable.

"You have been with your father in the border town of Xuanfu for a long time, and you have made great achievements in the military, which I have also heard, and almost everyone in Xuanfu knows the good name of your eldest son Yang, hehe, it really makes me a little curious. How many battles have you been through, and how many have you slain? Zhu Qizhen stood with his hands in his hands and asked with a smile.

"Back to Your Majesty, Wei Chen followed his father to kill the enemy on the battlefield at the age of sixteen, and it has been nearly twenty years now, hundreds of battles of all sizes, and nearly 1,000 beheadings." Yang Jun replied proudly, the posture and expression of this heroic and upright Yang Jun are very good, and the only regret is that the dark circles under his eyes are really eye-catching. Let the solemnity reveal a little funny.

"Nearly 20 years on the battlefield, hundreds of battles of all sizes, nearly 1,000 beheadings, tsk, tsk, worthy of being the eldest son of Lao Yang Hong, the famous little Yang Wang." Zhu Qizhen praised Lianzan. Hearing Zhu Qizhen's praise, Yang Jun couldn't help but show a little smug on his face, but Shi Biao's face was about to catch up with the pig's liver.

"These two days, Yang Jun, who are you in conflict with?" Zhu Qizhen asked casually, and Yang Jun, who was beaming with pride, replied without thinking about it: "If it weren't for Shi Biao's ...... to provoke a certain family" Halfway through the words, Yang Jun, who swallowed his stomach raw, was stunned to find that Zhu Qizhen, the emperor, was smiling smugly at the moment, and a mouthful of white and hideous teeth were revealed in his grinning mouth.

(To be continued)