The spring sun is warm and pleasant.

The gentle breeze and the scent of flowers and grass greet you, making you feel refreshed.

The turquoise grassland is endless, like the rippling sea, and the breeze blows the grass waves together, which is the beautiful waves.

The eagle soaring in the sky is the seagull that flies, two spots on the ground, forehead, spot.

Two huge legions, standing on an endless sea of green.

A trumpet sounded loudly, and a cavalryman galloped past with a flag.

The fierce war drums resounded throughout the four fields, arousing the most primitive impulses and bloodlust of human beings.

"Da Da Da..."

The old man rode his horse towards the Chinese army, and all the soldiers looked at the great emperor with feverish eyes.

"Phew!"

The horses came to a halt and raised their front high, carrying with them crushed grass and some wet dirt.

More than a dozen guards from all directions, holding open loudspeakers in their hands, stood around the old man, ready to transmit the emperor's voice to the ears of every soldier.

"My soldiers, my robes, our brothers!"

At the beginning of the old man, he used the three identities of emperor, warrior, and brother.

"For thousands of years, since the history of the Han people, the grassland has always threatened the land of our Central Plains, threatened our homeland, and threatened the lives of our ancestors."

"Our ancestors fought bloodily, fought hard, and tried to erase this threat more than once."

"Emperor Qin pressed the Xiongnu in the north, and the Great Qin existed for a day, and the Xiongnu did not dare to offend the border!"

"Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the eagle struck thousands of miles, the general Wei Qing, Huo Qubing made immortal achievements, and the Huns who fought were defeated!"

"At the end of the Han Dynasty, the Central Plains was in turmoil, but the grassland barbarians did not dare to violate the border. It's because the ancestors of our Han family are afraid to kill them, even if our family is in chaos, they don't dare to cross the thunder pond by half a step. ”

"Datang shook the world with martial arts, and the northern Turkic heroes became a dancer of Datang, and countless famous generals of Datang used the swords in their hands to fight the prosperous Tang Dynasty that has been famous for thousands of years!"

"At the time of the Song Dynasty, our clan was weak, although there were many shames, but there were also famous generals such as Yue Fei who defended the country and protected the clan!"

"It's a pity that they have the intention to kill the thief and have no power to return to heaven, the Han people seem to have been abandoned by God, and the whole clan is living under the iron hooves of the alien race."

"But although I was abandoned by God, my Han family will never give up!"

"My father took your fathers to fight against the heavens and the earth, and fought with people, drove away Meng Yuan, and recaptured my Han people."

"They tell us that we must fight for our lives, that our race must be guarded by ourselves, and that our homeland needs not only hoes and ploughs, but also swords and blood!"

The old man's words made the morale of the whole army boil, their eyes were red, their hands were tightly holding their weapons, and they were fighting to protect their homeland at any time.

"Although our ancestors have achieved countless admirable achievements, they have also suffered countless humiliations."

"The Han Dynasty is harmonious, the five Hu Chaohua, the Weishui Alliance, the shame of Jingkang, and the chaotic era of the Yuan."

"Shame after shame has made our Han family sons suffer deeply, and many killings have almost wiped out our race."

"For countless years, the corpses of the sons and daughters of the Han family who have been killed by foreign races can cover the entire Central Plains, and their blood can recreate the Yangtze River and the Yellow River."

"Their souls wail in the sky, and their grievances cover the entire land of Shenzhou."

"The thunder that sounded in the sky was their cry of death, and the wind that blew on all sides was their spur to us."

"Their roar is always ringing in my ears."

"As a son of the Han family, forgetting the enemy's hatred of our ancestors is a betrayal of the entire race, forgetting the tragic experience of our ancestors, and humiliating our ancestors."

"They warn us with their blood and souls, reminding us that the alien race is a white-eyed wolf that cannot be raised, no matter how much benefit is given, once we show weakness, they will forget the benefits we give, and will not hesitate to pounce on us and eat us and tear us apart."

"For such a white-eyed wolf, it is the best choice to kill it alive!"

"Poof!"

Raising his hand and pulling out the treasure knife on the saddle, the old man raised the knife and roared.

"As a son of the Han family, I swear not to fight with the enemy, blood needs blood to pay, and life needs life to be repaid."

"Remember the pain of the ancestors, carry the fire of revenge, cut off the heads of the enemy, and sacrifice the spirits of my ancestors!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Zhu Zhangui looked at the old man feverishly.

In his previous life, affected by the information explosion, Zhu Zhangui had never worshipped anyone, even those saints, Zhu Zhangui only respected them in his heart.

After all, I haven't been in contact with it personally, and I don't understand how strong the influence and contagion of this kind of person is.

In his previous life, he only learned a little about the old man's understanding from film and television.

When he went to history, he only knew that Emperor Yongle had seized the throne of his nephew. And the 5 northern expeditions to Mobei are all the same as those of the family, but they have achieved a slight result.

The only one who can be regarded as having great merits is Zheng He's trip to the West.

As for the Yongle Grand Canon.

Forgive Zhu Zhangui for being rude, he is a college student who graduated from Pheasant University, and he really doesn't pay much attention to those cultural spirits or anything.

But he came to the Ming Dynasty and came into contact with the old man in person.

Only then did Zhu Zhangui understand what personal charm is and what is the spirit of a king.

Don't look at this old man who is dressed in coarse cloth clothes when he is at home, and he eats like an old farmer, sucking a bowl with a big mouthful, opening his mouth to scold his mother all day long, and beating people at every turn.

But once he puts on his armor, mounts his horse, and runs to the battlefield, he is the god of all.

As long as he stood there, the morale of the whole army would be directly raised.

What to say about the old man in the history books, Zhu Zhangui doesn't want to know.

In his heart, the old man can really be called the first emperor of the ages.

After all, it is really not a simple thing to have such a powerful father who shines in the front, and the son in the back can be like this.

Count the Chinese history books.

It's not that there are no heroes and heroes who are dad, but it is really rare to reach the level of an old man.

The First Emperor is the Emperor of All Ages, and although his son Fusu is good, he can only be regarded as acceptable, even if he does not die, he can only maintain the situation of Great Qin.

But like his father, suppressing the remnants of the nobles of the Six Kingdoms, it is not that Zhu Zhangui looks down on Fusu, Fusu really does not necessarily have that ability, and the other sons are a group of rotten fish heads.

Liu Bang, who founded the Han Dynasty, is also a fierce man, but his son Liu Ying can only be regarded as average.

The Sima family of the Jin Dynasty was just a group of obscene thieves.

Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, how to say it, it is not easy to evaluate, in Zhu Zhangui's opinion, he is a madman, a madman like him.

It's just that he has a golden finger, but Yang Guang doesn't.

He has a grandfather who protects him and suppresses everything, and a father who is a little cowardly, but can make hundreds of officials obey the public.

Yang Guang didn't have anything, so Yang Guang was finished with the calf, he was played to death by the family, and he was infamous through the ages.

Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty does not need to be evaluated.

Although his father Li Yuan is a character, he is still too far behind the previous ones, and half of Li Tang Jiangshan was beaten down by Li Shimin, and it is actually more like a semi-entrepreneurial business to say that it is inheritance.

As for the Song Dynasty, okay, don't mention this, there's nothing to say.

Although the development of the economy is good, it is a bit too much to say that you let the common people be oppressed by other races.

Old Zhu of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zhangui's grandfather, Zhu Zhangui didn't even have the mood to evaluate.

Start with a bowl and ascend to the Nine Martial Arts.

This Nima doesn't dare to write like this, it's completely a template for a cool routine.

If it weren't for the real existence of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zhangui would have suspected that Zhu Yuanzhang's life was a historical god who traveled through the past and wrote a history book to deceive future generations.

When he was killed, a beautiful woman rescued him, and the famous general who could fight well was Fa Xiao, and the powerful Meng Yuan was defeated by the enemy and let him pick peaches.

Chen Youliang and others were strong and strong, but they seemed to be so lucky, and they were defeated again and again when they met Lao Zhu.

Grandpa Lao Zhu, just like this, had good luck all the way and went directly to the emperor.

This is not a cool text template, what is it?

The remaining bunch of sons also have several bullish characters.

The crown prince Zhu Biao does not need to be mentioned, but he was rated as the most suitable prince to be the emperor.

It's a pity that my fate is not good, and I haven't taken over Daming yet, leading Daming to glory, so I received a boxed lunch in advance.

Although the second and third children have reckless personalities, they are also fierce generals on the battlefield.

The fourth child is also an old man, and he is known as the Yongle Emperor.

The grandson and great-grandson pushed the Ming Dynasty to a further glory.

To be honest, Zhu Zhangui was so fierce in the early Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Zhangui really suspected that it was the blessing of luck brought by saving the Chinese race.

It's a pity that the back was ruined by a pig, although after the efforts of many generations of emperors, it is a pity that it was not recovered.

Otherwise, Huaxia may always be ahead of the world.

"Sons, today's battle is a battle of revenge and a battle of rise!"

"I want you to follow in my footsteps and charge bravely, and I want you to follow my banner and fight bravely."

"If I am unfortunate enough to fall, do not stop, do not grieve, step on my corpse, carry my banner, and continue to charge until the enemy is destroyed!"

"For the revenge of the ancestors, for the well-being of the children and grandchildren, beat the drum, march, kill!"

Just when Zhu Zhangui's thoughts were flying, the old man gave the order to attack.

Morale is available, swords are sharp, guns are brave, and cavalry is horizontal.

The old man changed his previous defensive policy and directly gave the order to attack.

"Knock Knock ......"

The passionate war drums sounded rhythmically, Zhu Zhangui's blood boiled, he pulled out the sword on his waist, and moved forward violently.

"Divine Machine Battalion, forward!"

"Kill!"

Standing in the front row, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion with new-style muskets in their hands were already enthusiastic.

Holding the loaded rifle, he strode forward to the beat of the drum.

"Boom, boom..."

The footsteps of the neat steps are like the roar of a wild beast.

The soldiers' shouts of killing were like the roar of an ancient dragon.

They're not moving alone, they're not fighting alone.

Behind them, beside them, above their heads, countless illusory figures slowly emerged.

The Qin soldiers wearing Qin armor, the Han army holding Han swords, the Tang army wearing Mingguang armor, the Song army holding spears, and countless ancestors in ragged clothes with hoes and axes in their hands.

Everyone's blood is boiling, and everyone's hearts are fearless.

Death had disappeared from their minds at this moment, and there was only one thought in their minds.

Kill ~ kill all the enemies, avenge the ancestors, open peace for the descendants, even if you die.

This is no longer a war of the Ming Dynasty, this is a war of revenge, a battle for the ancestors.

This is a battle for the rise of the peace, peace and well-being for future generations.

Let all blood and death drain in this generation, and let war and killing end in this generation.

No one is afraid of death, no one is afraid of war.

May my sacrifice be exchanged for the prosperity and health of my children and grandchildren.

(End of chapter)