"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

In the barracks, the shouts of killing shook the sky, as if turning into a giant dragon and declaring war on the sky.

Before he saw his true face, he listened to his voice first, and easily ignited the blood in Zhu Chen's heart!

This is not only because of Zhu Chen's feelings for Daming, but also because this dynasty has too many places worth remembering.

Among them, the Ming army of the Yongle Dynasty really developed to the peak after Xu Da, Chang Yuchun and other founding generals!

The Sixteen Emperors of the Ming Dynasty, except for Ming Taizu, no emperor can be as domineering as the Yongle Emperor.

Zhu Chen already knew these common senses, he was also a Ming fan, coupled with the general history of the system rewards and the relationship between the characters, the context of the Ming Dynasty was clearer.

So, how could Zhu Chen not be excited?

This army, but the pro-army of the Yongle Emperor, can imagine how powerful its combat power is.

"Stinky boy, shocked?" Zhu Di saw Zhu Chen's expression slightly excited, and couldn't help but smile.

"Hmm." Zhu Chen nodded.

Zhu Di propped his hands and said with a smile: "Do you have any feelings?" ”

Zhu Chen looked at the old man and said with a little expectation: "Can I get closer?" ”

Zhu Di waved his hand: "Go." ”

So, the old man simply took Zhu Chen and walked outside the fence of the barracks to watch the soldiers in the school field practice.

Zhu Chen looked around, densely packed, countless Ming soldiers.

Their eyes are like knives, their movements are like the wind, the swords in their hands are steady, and the momentum of their bodies is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, which makes people feel a fierce aura coming towards them.

The armor on their bodies made a sonorous collision sound during the exercise.

Every sword swing was extremely powerful, and they practiced the purest killing technique, not the fist and leg embroidery.

This is the real army, more than ten times stronger than those defenders guarding the walls of Yingtianfu, or those servants.

Only the most elite soldiers were allowed to enter this place.

Zhu Chen's eyes widened, and his blood surged up: "Are these the personal soldiers of the Yongle Emperor?" ”

Zhu Di said with a smile: "That's natural, only the soldiers trained by the emperor himself have such endless momentum, once they go to the grassland, they will kill those Mongolian tribes to the point of losing their armor." ”

In this sentence, the old man did not brag.

Zhu Chen was also deeply convinced, and agreed: "Yes, with such momentum, why worry about foreign races daring to offend my Daming?" Invade my Chinese territory. ”

Zhu Di was also happy, propped up his waist and said with a smile: "It's not that the old man is bragging to you, this is a soldier brought out by the emperor himself, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the first army in the world." ”

"Every time I follow the emperor on an expedition, those Mongols are grazing on the steppe, and when they hear that Yongle is coming, they get out of their asses and run away, and the sheep are gone, haha."

Zhu Di smiled happily.

The old man has nothing to be proud of in his life, rebellion is his shame, but when it comes to fighting foreigners, it is definitely the thing that the old man is most proud of!

He didn't know if there was an emperor in later generations who could compare to him, but he was the only emperor who could beat foreigners so badly in the past five hundred years.

Listening to Zhu Di's description, Zhu Chen's heart swelled with excitement, he knew that the old man was not lying, because it was the Yongle Emperor who beat the foreign clan to the ground.

"If I have the chance, I also want to see the style of the Yongle Emperor." Zhu Chen said respectfully.

In the Ming Dynasty, in addition to admiring Zhu Yuanzhang who started with a bowl, he was the Ming Chengzu with infinite scenery.

If you get the top prize, you should have a chance to meet each other, right?

"Haha, there's going to be a chance." Zhu Di said with a smile.

"Yongle is a rebel against the throne, he personally drove away his nephew, and is considered a thief by many civil officials, stinky boy, do you really respect him so much?" Zhu Di asked again.

After speaking, Zhu Di thought that he was now a general, and it was a little inappropriate to say this.

The old man was also a little worried, he was afraid that if Zhu Chen knew his identity in the future, he would not recognize him as a rebellious grandfather.

After all, he's not in the right place.

In ancient times, this was serious.

But what Zhu Di didn't know was that Zhu Chen was a modern thinker, and he smiled faintly: "As long as you can make the people live a good life, you are a good emperor, right?" Old man. ”

Whoever is capable will be on it!

And Emperor Jianwen's ability is obviously far lower than that of his uncle Yanwang Zhu Di.

Let Emperor Jianwen come, can he do the five expeditions to Mobei and seal the wolf Juxu?

"Hahaha, this stinky boy has won my heart, you are much better than those rotten people." Zhu Di was greatly relieved, rebellion has always been his taboo.

Zhu Chen said with a smile: "Today, the emperor is in full swing, which civil official dares to talk nonsense?" thinks that Yongle is a civil official who is a rebellious minister and thief, and he has long since died. ”

"Killing to stop killing is sometimes the most effective means! Reasoning with civil servants? It doesn't make sense. ”

This is his own unique opinion, and it is also after he fused his keen political vision and felt the helplessness of a generation of emperors.

"Haha, that's a good point, you have a temper like me! Unlike my eldest son, who shouts all day long that you can't kill, you can't kill, can't you kill, don't you kill, will these civil officials die for you? Will it sing praises for you in the history books? The old man laughed.

He was relieved that his son did not understand him, and that there was a grandson who had a similar temper with him.

Yes, yes!

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Chen, his eyes were full of relief and satisfaction.

What he hates the most is the prince's mentality of a good old man, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, every time he wants to kill a civil official, he is desperately stopped by the prince, and Zhu Di is often so angry that he jumps to his feet.

During the conversation between the two, in the Daming school field, the shouting of killing became more and more intense, and when they got so close, Zhu Chen felt that his eardrums were vibrating.

The drill has entered the climax stage.

The knives in the hands of the Ming soldiers swung faster and faster, and their strength exploded to the strongest!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Zhu Chen clenched his fists tightly and followed them with high blood.

Zhu Di patted Zhu Chen's shoulder: "Stinky boy, take a good look, feel it, this is the soul of our Ming army, the real invincible in the world, with them, my Ming Dynasty only wins, not loses!" ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Di motioned to Zhu Chen: "Guess how heavy the iron armor on their bodies is." ”

Zhu Chen looked at it carefully: "It should be about thirty catties." ”

This is the weight of iron armor on the average normal soldier.

"Wrong, I...... The emperor added them to one hundred and twenty catties! Zhu Di smiled.

This iron armor is one hundred and twenty pounds? Zhu Chen was shocked, and his face was full of disbelief.

Zhu Di said complacently: "Let them wear one hundred and twenty catties of iron armor to practice, only the soldiers trained in this way can be strong enough to defeat Meng Yuan." ”

"Otherwise, do you think that the army of the Ming Dynasty is born so strong?"

When Zhu Chen heard this, he couldn't help but speak, Emperor Yongle was really a ruthless man, training the soldiers to the death, and the soldiers were pinched to death by him.

With such a madman as Yongle here, it is conceivable how the Ming army could be weak?

"Get a set for you to wear another day? If a man can't even carry a hundred and twenty pounds, it will be too wasteful. Zhu Di deliberately pinched Zhu Chen.

Zhu Chen smiled: "Okay, you can wear it for me." ”

Zhu Di patted Zhu Chen's shoulder heavily: "Good boy, you are much more arrogant than my eldest son." ”

Compared to his father, this kid really had to die headlong.

Bringing Zhu Chen to the barracks, sure enough, is right, this grandson has a temper and appetite for him, haha!

On the way back, Zhu Di suddenly said: "Stinky boy, do you have the guts to go with me to Mengyuan?" ”