The spring breeze blows, and everything recovers.

The snow in winter slowly melts, and the cold snow water irrigates the seeds that have been sleeping for a winter, allowing them to radiate vitality again, break their shells, take root, sprout, and emerge.

On the vast plains as far as the eye can see, patches of grass grow exceptionally luxuriantly.

The land here has been flooded with blood last year, and has received more abundant nutrients than in previous years, growing thicker, stronger, greener, and stronger.

A wildflower stretches its waist and sways its core to find a place where the sun will appear.

"Smack!"

The wildflower will also bloom its beauty, and just after a little crack is exposed, a big muddy foot falls from the sky and tramples it back into the dirt.

Then countless big feet followed closely and crushed it to pieces.

Wildflower: I thought I would be taken and put on my head, and then I would die of a dead wither. But I never dreamed that I would end up trampled on by 10,000 feet, life is difficult, and peanuts are even more difficult.

"Enter!"

A high-pitched and loud voice rang out.

The soldier, with a new rifle in his hand and a bayonet at the front, listened to the order with an indifferent expression and strode forward.

This is a depression backed by a mountain, and the mountain is a separate mountain.

On all sides is an endless grassland, which is like a bamboo shoot breaking through the ground, lonely and lonely.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound of neat footsteps sounded from all sides of the mountain, and the flags were all over the sky, and the murderous atmosphere was awe-inspiring.

A soldier of the Ming Army, under the command of the officer, lined up in a neat line with his teammates, clutched the weapons in his hands, accompanied by the blood-boiling snare drums, and slowly pressed towards the valley.

The old man Zhu Di rode on the horse, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and followed the legion slowly.

At the end of last year, on this great plain of ice and snow, the Ming Dynasty had a final decisive battle with the remnants of Warat.

In those days, the sound of fighting never stopped, and in those days, the land here was stained red with blood.

After more than ten days of desperate fighting, nearly 100,000 Warat tribes were wiped out by most of the Ming army.

Later, under the oppression of the Ming army, the remaining 20,000 or 30,000 people in Wara retreated to this lonely mountain for the final desperate struggle.

The Ming army did not let them go.

Surrounded on all sides, the Warats were left with desperate resistance in addition to surrendering.

Surrender, they didn't think about it.

can think of the consequences of the surrender of those soldiers who went out with Mahamu, and understand that with the cruelty of the Ming army, they have no way to live.

The remaining people of Warat, under the instigation of Mu Hai, decided to carry out the final fight to the death, even if it was death, they had to pull a cushion.

Killing one is enough, killing two earns one, and the more you kill, the more you earn.

But just as they were about to fight to the death, the Ming army stopped the attack and instead surrounded them inside and prevented them from going out.

One day, two days, three days...

One month, two months...

The Ming army only besieged but did not attack.

Mu Hai wanted to lead people to break through more than once, but he was beaten back by the Ming army.

The Warat people, who were besieged in the mountains, fell into a situation of lack of clothing, medicine, food and water.

At first, the snow in the mountains was enough for them to drink, and the food and horses were enough for them to eat for a few days.

But as the encirclement lasted for a long time, the water source gradually lacked when spring came, the food was eaten cleanly, the grass on the mountain was gnawed away, and finally the fur on the body.

But there will come a time when these will be eaten.

Without food and drink, people will gradually go crazy.

In order to survive, many people have reached out to their fellow tribesmen.

On March 2, Yongle 16, the Ming army, which had been besieged for a long time, finally launched a full-scale attack.

The huge legion arrived at the foot of the lonely mountain from all directions, and the team slowly stopped.

"Dad, let me take someone to rush directly, I've been hungry for two or three months, and even if there are people, there are few left."

Zhu Gaoxu rubbed his hands, looking eager to try.

The old man didn't speak, just waved his hand.

Zhu Gaoxu grinned and drove out with a wave of his whip.

"Woo... Woohoo......"

The staccato sound of the horn suddenly sounded from the mountain.

Zhu Gaoxu, who was about to attack, looked up at the mountain.

Shadows numbered thousands of figures, emerging from the stenching mountains.

A big flag was slowly erected.

On the tattered flag, a strange totem was drawn, and it was held high by a thin man.

"Yo he, there's still a living one!"

Zhu Gaoxu teased unexpectedly.

Then he drew his sword and moved forward slightly.

Behind him, a regiment of infantry in full gear strode forward on the muddy ground.

Mu Hai held the tribal flag in his hand and a short axe in his hand, looking at the slowly approaching Ming army.

The dryness in his throat made him lick his lips that had a big gap.

After a long period of hunger and lack of water, his vision was already very foggy.

The scenery in the distance overlapped and overlapped, making it impossible for him to tell which was a person and which was an object.

But the sound of footsteps from below told him that the enemy was approaching.

I took a slight breath, and my whole lungs hurt hotly.

Mu Hai pressed the pain, turned his head to look behind him, and didn't know if there were any living clansmen, so he shouted hoarsely.

"Enemy... Enemy... The enemy is coming, long ... Long... Son of Immortality... Child... Citizens! ”

In just a few words, he suddenly emptied the strength of his whole body.

People are so hungry and thirsty that they don't want to speak.

But as the leader, he felt that when the battle reached the last moment, what should he say?

But even though he had a thousand words in his heart, his physical strength was no longer able to support him to say this, and he still had to preserve his physical strength and fight the enemy for the last time.

Looking at the vague figure behind him, Mu Hai's mouth opened, and he only spit out three words.

"On the road!"

The Warat soldier standing behind him, his body trembling slightly, stared hard at the figure that was getting closer and closer below.

No one spoke, no one roared.

When the Ming army approached halfway up the mountain, there were still dozens of steps away from them.

Mu Hai raised the black-brown axe and let out the last cry of his life.

"Kill!"

The two sides collided together in an instant, and the weapons and armor continued to make a sonorous collision sound.

The soldiers' killing cries roared, and the muffled hum of people falling to the ground before death continued to sound.

"Plop..."

Mu Hai fell to his knees heavily, his body pierced by several spears, and dark red blood continued to flow out of the barrel of the spear.

He's not dead yet.

At this moment, perhaps it was a return to the light, or the unwillingness in his heart, he saw everything in front of him clearly.

The Ming army with a cold expression and fierce eyes, stumps and broken arms everywhere, and bones that were gnawed all over the place.

The billowing stench was carried by the wind and blew into his nostrils, making his mind clearer and clearer.

"Ahem..."

The pain from his body made him cough dryly, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Good guy, you killed three of me when you were hungry like this, you are also a character, Lao Tzu personally sent you on the road!"

Zhu Gaoxu wiped the blood on the knife with his cloak, came to Mu Hai, and slowly raised the knife.

Mu Hai was no longer able to speak, he looked at the sword raised high, shining with cold light from the sun, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Poof!"

The cold light flashed, and the head flew up.

The Ming Dynasty, which had been forced in history, almost moved south, was completely wiped out at this moment.

That's right, a real annihilation.

In order to take revenge, the Warat people have taken away ninety percent of the nine males in the clan.

There is no protection for men on the grassland, and those women and children are only food for other races.

"Check all the places and don't let any of them go."

Zhu Gaoxu picked up Mu Hai's head, gave an order, and strode towards the old man at the foot of the mountain with a happy face.

"Dad, look, this guy should be Mu Hai."

Looking at Zhu Gaoxu's dirty hands and his scalp clinging to the bones, the old man's face did not have a trace of joy, but was a little lonely.

Another old opponent has been destroyed, and there is no one to speak to in the future.

After staring at the head for a while, the old man waved his hand.

"They're a bunch of men, bury them!"

After speaking, he turned his horse's head and walked lonely to the camp.

Looking at the old man who had left at the end of the curtain, Zhu Gaoxu looked at the head in his hand and scratched his head in puzzlement.

"The third child, what's going on with the old man, why didn't he look a little happy when he killed a big trouble?"

Zhu Gaosui, who was about to follow the old man back, glanced at Zhu Gaoxu speechlessly.

"You ask me, I ask who goes. I don't know why the old man is upset, maybe he is worried about the little cub in the north! ”

I heard the third child mention Zhu Zhangui who resisted the main army of Arutai in the north.

The corners of Zhu Gaoxu's mouth showed a wicked smile, and he looked left and right to Zhu Gaosui's side.

"You said that little bastard, will the whole army have been defeated and died?"

"I heard that relatives have inductions, the old man looks like this, is he sensing something!"

The corners of Zhu Gaosui's mouth twitched.

What fucking bullshit, this second child wants his eldest nephew to die.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you let the master know, I have to beat you. Besides, if there is really any psychological induction, why don't we feel it, we are a family. ”

Zhu Gaoxu grinned.

"Yes, I've been inexplicably very happy in the past two days, do you think this is telepathy, or God is predicting what happened to me!"

Zhu Gaosui: ......

stared at Zhu Gaoxu for a long time, Zhu Gaosui didn't know what to say for a while, and finally gave a thumbs up, looking like a cow, and turned to leave.

The old man, who rode back to the camp, looked back at the mountains of the 10,000-mile plain.

"The old people are withering one after another, like falling leaves in the wind!"

"Alas, another old friend is gone, and I don't think I have much time left!"

The old man has lived in struggle all his life, and every enemy is his goal.

When the eldest brother was alive, he was determined to be a celebrity vassal king in history, and assisted the eldest brother to make a great career.

As a result, the eldest brother left.

Then, he tried to show himself, so that his father's stubborn old man could see him and understand that he had a son who was so brave and wise.

As a result, the old man was as blind as if he were blind, and he didn't even look at him, but kept staring at his grandson.

Then the old man left.

After the old man left, although the old man was a little dissatisfied in his heart, the ending was decided, so he thought about living his life and living this life.

didn't expect that Jianwen, that little bastard, would want to cut the feudal domain and kill him.

In this way, the old man can't bear it.

It's just that you robbed me of the throne, and you still want to cut my rights and kill my family, isn't it a bit too much?

So the old man regarded Jianwen as an opponent, and then he was addicted for several years, ate pig food for a few years, and kicked that little bastard down.

But later, the little bastard didn't know where his luck came from, so he escaped and became his heart disease.

It wasn't until a few years ago that this heart disease was resolved.

After solving the Jianwen little bastard, the old man just wanted to have a peaceful birthday in a few days, and the grass barbarian in the north jumped up again.

The old man, who was worried about having no goal, happily took the soldiers to the north.

The first time, the results were mediocre, saying that it was a war, but in fact it was just a visit to the grassland.

For the second time, with the help of his grandson, he beat the grassland fiercely and killed his opponent Mahamu.

When Mahamu died, the old man's heart was very happy, and he had a feeling of sweeping the world.

Later, when he returned to his school, Sun Tzu set a new goal for him, to conquer the world and become the greatest emperor of China since then.

Not just great emperors.

The old man even fantasized in his heart that after Di Xin, the emperor of the new generation of human race.

It's a pity that Daming's national strength was consumed too ruthlessly in the early stage, and now he doesn't dare to toss it at all, the old man is afraid that he will toss it ruthlessly, and he will toss Daming away.

So this goal may have to be accomplished by his grandson or even great-grandson.

As for his son Zhu Chubby?

Well, the old man thinks that the task of dominating the world should not be handed over to this fat son.

Let's not mention his son's character, his body alone is estimated to be unable to support the busy work of dominating the world.

This side may not have started the fight yet, and my son is tired to death.

What will the army outside do when the time comes?

Whether to come back to mourn or continue to fight is a difficult choice.

Therefore, the old man pinned the task of dominating the whole world on his grandson Zhu Zhangui and great-grandson Zhu Qirui.

With the return from overseas, the old man gradually found that his body was not as good as before.

This winter expedition to the north made him feel even more tired.

With the emptiness of the body, the old man has also changed a little psychologically.

In the past, when a major trouble was extinguished, the old man would happily drink a few large bowls of wine and sing loudly to celebrate.

But this time, after destroying the trouble of Wara, the old man did not have any joy, but was a little lonely and lonely.

The death of opponents one by one gave the old man the feeling that he was stepping into the palace of Hades one by one.

Back in the tent, looking at the huge map hanging in the center, the old man clenched his fists.

"I'm running out of time, it's time to speed things up!"

On the second day, after a simple trimming, the Ming army did not celebrate the victory, and the soldiers marched directly into the grassland in two ways.

One route was led by Zhu Gaosui and went straight to the Vana camp found by the Moon Shadow Guard.

The other main army, under the leadership of the old man, went straight to the Yinma River.

A few days ago, the old man received a letter from Zhu Zhangui.

The two sides are still in the border confrontation, and the Western Regions Legion has been wiped out because of the roar of the camp.

The strength of Aru Taishou is less than 1/3 of its peak, and it is currently retreating into a mountainous area to avoid it, I don't know what the reason is.

What Arutai has in mind, the old man already has a guess in his heart.

It's just that he saw that the general trend had gone, and wanted to use the power in his hands to negotiate with him.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly.

"Arutai, Arutai, if it had been 10 or even 5 years ago, I might have agreed to talk to you, but now that I'm old and don't have so much time, I have to sweep away the wolves around my grandson before I die!"

At the same time, in his heart, the old man also added.

By the way, he became the largest emperor in the history of the Han people.

By the way, let's see if you can become a new generation of human emperors.

Three emperors and five emperors, nine is the number of poles, this is still one short, my Zhu Di is actually quite suitable.