In the end, Zhu Fatpang did not scare the old man, and handed over the command of this operation to the old man.

The reason why I chose to compromise was that I couldn't help it.

It's not that the old man tossed it, the old man just didn't eat, and lay there looking like he was waiting to die.

The real toss is the Han King Zhu Gaoxu and the Zhao King Zhu Gaosui.

When the two brothers learned that their father and eldest brother were angry and hadn't eaten for a day, they were anxious, and they took a large number of relatives and blocked the door of Zhu's fat study.

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of the Han Dynasty, who couldn't move his whole body, lay on a stretcher carried by several relatives and shouted loudly at Shang Shufang.

said that if Zhu Chupang wanted to starve the old man to death, he would slaughter the two brothers first, and they couldn't see the old man suffer this crime.

Zhu Chubby, who was really tossed and had no choice, finally had no choice but to compromise.

However, there are three chapters of the law, which do not allow the old man to go to the front line, the old man is not allowed to stay up late, and the old man is not allowed to go to dangerous places.

In this regard, the old man nodded again and again while nibbling on the big steamed bun.

As long as you can get him to the front line and command this battle, not to mention the three chapters of the law, it's okay to have another 10 8.

Double Ninth Festival in early September.

When the people of Daming celebrated Chongyang, a team of soldiers and horses left Beiping City and drove to the Ministry of Aerospace.

More than 20 airships are quietly docked here, waiting to transport important guests.

"Dad, don't forget our agreement."

Zhu Chubby, who was not at ease, couldn't help but tell again.

The old man, who was dressed in coarse cloth and was in good spirits, nodded again and again.

"Okay, okay, I know, aren't there little cubs and the second and third children who are there, don't you worry about them?"

Zhu Chupang glanced at Zhu Gaosui with an excited face next to him, and Zhu Gaoxu who was lying on the stretcher and whispering to Zhu Zhanji next to him.

In addition to taking Zhu Zhangui with the old man on this trip, he also took his two sons and another grandson with him.

In the words of the old man, this is the last battle that Lao Tzu fought, the second child can't move, and if he stays at home, he will be bored, take him out to relax, the third child can give me a hand, the second cub is just familiar with the terrain of the Ah San area, and what I bring with me is useful.

In addition, even if something happens to me, you can rest assured that there are little cubs watching them.

Looking at the three uncles and nephews who were happily talking in a whisper, Zhu Fatpang was not at ease.

Compared with the three uncles and nephews, he felt that the old man was more reliable.

But it can only be like this, I hope that the five grandchildren will wander out and don't toss anything.

"Grandpa, Dad, the airship is ready!"

While the two were nagging, Zhu Zhangui, who was inspecting the airship, took Gao Hang, who planned to personally escort him this time, to report to the old man and father that he was ready to go.

"Okay boss, go back and be busy with you, send me a telegram if you have anything, and I will often report my safety to my family."

The old man, who had already flown to the Ah San Legion, heard that the airship troops were ready, waved his hand at Zhu Fatpang, beckoned the guards around him to carry Zhu Gaoxu, and let the third son and Zhu Zhanji support him, and walked towards the airship transport warehouse with a smile.

"Stinky boy, you can keep an eye on your grandfather for me, if there are any three long and two short, see if I come back and don't beat you to death!"

Lao Tzu, he has no choice, Zhu Fatpang can only threaten his son.

"Don't worry, Dad, I know it in my heart."

Zhu Zhangui replied with a smile.

Looking at his son's mature face, Zhu Chupang paused and said softly: "You also have to pay attention to safety, everything in the family has me, if you encounter any problems, don't think about it alone, now that there is a radio station, notify me at any time, and I will also help you figure it out together." ”

Looking at his father's serious fat face, Zhu Zhangui nodded vigorously and hugged his father.

"You also have to take care of your health, don't be tired, I'm counting on you to show me a few more years, so I can go out and play!"

"Hehe, you stinky boy, just count on your father and me to work for you, okay, I know, take care of your grandfather!"

The two fathers and sons said a few words to each other, and Zhu Zhangui took a few steps back and raised his hand to salute his father, His Majesty the Ming Emperor.

Zhu Chupang also restrained his smile and nodded in response.

"Your eldest brother has matured a lot, and he is not as out of touch as before."

The old man, who had already entered the cockpit, saw the scene of the father and son saying goodbye through the window, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Back then, he only had a little gray hair, and this kid was still a naughty stinky boy.

But more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the stinky boy who used to be naughty and troublesome is now mature and stable, has his own family, has his own children, and understands his own responsibilities and goals.

Zhu Zhanji on the side nodded with a smile, "Big brother, he is indeed better than me!" ”

When the old man heard this, he glanced back at him, and when he saw that Zhu Zhanji's eyes were sincere, he didn't mean anything else, so he reached out and patted Zhu Zhanji's shoulder.

"Actually, you are also very good, but you are a little less than your big brother in terms of long-term goals and strategic vision for the whole world."

"If it weren't for your eldest brother, you would also be a Ming Jun, and you would be famous through the ages."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head with a smile, "Grandpa, I still know how many catties and taels I have, if we don't have a big brother in Daming, it is estimated that we may still be fighting with Mahamu now." ”

The old man smiled when he heard this, looked at Zhu Zhangui, who had already said goodbye to Zhu Fatpang and turned to come to the airship, and muttered softly: "Yes, maybe without him, I am gone at this time, and Da Ming may be in a storm again." ”

can be called the first emperor of the ages, the top ten emperors in history, the old man's mind is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

Zhu Zhangui's clues and feet that are exposed on weekdays can't hide his eyes at all.

For example, the cub's familiarity with those new things, as well as his knowledge and understanding of the whole world, is not at all like a newcomer.

What touched his heart even more was that after the military meeting that day, the little cub inexplicably wanted to hold a family banquet for his health.

At that moment, the old man was very sure in his heart that ninety percent of what this little cub said back then was a lie to him.

Everything this little cub has experienced is by no means as simple as he says, it is very likely that this little cub knows many unknown secrets, including the future fate of Da Ming, as well as his life and death.

The old man was very happy in his heart, fortunately, he did not hesitate to choose Zhu Zhanji at the beginning, but chose this little cub who made him jealous in his heart.

If he had hesitated or made a wrong choice, maybe the current Ming Dynasty would not have the current glory at all, and he might have fallen into civil strife, or even a country divided into two halves, and the two brothers fought to the death in order to fight for the throne.

The 23 airships, escorted by 10 fighters, slowly rose into the sky and flew towards the distant Asan Province in the face of Zhu Chubby's wave of goodbye.

On September 28, the 4th year of Hongxi, in the province of Asanxing, on the huge square in front of the Tianci Pass.

The 10 regiments of the Asanxing Provincial Corps were neatly lined up on the square.

One by one, the soldiers raised their heads and looked at the towers above the pass, waiting for the arrival of the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and other important figures.

After almost a month, all the corps were fully ready for battle.

To be precise, a few years ago, the Provincial Corps of Asanxing Province was preparing for this big war.

In the month when the imperial court issued the notice, it was just for the upper commanders to draw up a battle plan and choose a combat route.

"The Emperor has arrived!"

The horn tied to the castle tower sounded a loud shout.

"Boom!"

All the soldiers stood upright, and the 100,000 people stomped their feet neatly, as if there had been a small earthquake, which made the ground shake slightly.

"Da Ming, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!"

The neat cheers pierced the sky, and under the gaze of countless eyes, the old man, who was dressed all over his body, led a group of people to the top of the city tower and waved to the soldiers below.

"Hooray, hooray, hooray!"

The old man's gesture of waving his hand made the cheers of the soldiers below a little louder.

Listening to this deafening cheer and feeling the battle intent that broke through the sky, the blood in the old man's heart boiled again, making him suddenly return to a young state.

As the cheers stopped, the old man pressed the sword in his waist and came to the microphone, looking at the legion below with a torch in his eyes.

"In the past 100 years, our Ming soldiers have developed from the former Red Turban Army to the current army of millions, and it has taken nearly 100 years!"

"In the past hundred years, we have conquered the grasslands, descended the sea, stepped on the plateaus, and destroyed the jungles!"

"Over the past 100 years, we have had victories and defeats, deaths, injuries and disabilities. But our Ming soldiers are still not afraid of everything, conquer one difficulty after another, defeat one enemy after another, open up thousands of miles for our Ming people, and lay down hundreds of years of peace for our children and grandchildren. ”

"I know that you are very tired, very hard, and you really want to let go of everything and rest well, why didn't I think about it."

"I have thought more than once, if one day the war is over, and our children and grandchildren are no longer threatened by the enemy, I will gather you old brothers together, have a good time, have a good time, and drink him for three days and three nights."

"However, there is no eternal peace in this world, if we want our family to be healthy, and if we want our children and grandchildren to live a peaceful life without being disturbed by the enemy, we need a group of people to go to the front line, fight hard against the rain of swords and arrows."

"The prince once said something to me, and I was deeply touched."

"Where is there any quiet time, where is there any peace and security of the country and the people, but there are people who silently bear the unknown hardships and sacrifices, guarding the wives and children at home, and guarding the people of the world."

"And these people are you, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, the warriors of the Ming Dynasty, and the heroes of the Ming Dynasty!"

The old man's praise made the soldiers who heard it couldn't help but puff up their chests, and a proud smile appeared on their faces.

"Actually, I know that many people have a question in their hearts, why is the war in China over, and we have to go to this place not far away to wage war with other races."

"The Ming Dynasty is already healthy, and the people are living and working in peace and contentment, the people of the world should be allowed to rest and rest, why continue to waste the people's fat and ointment to wage war."

No one said anything, just looked at the tower silently.

The old man is right, many people do have such thoughts.

Looking at the neatly lined up soldiers below, the old man had a smile on his face.

"Actually, I didn't want to fight at the beginning, and even in order to let the people rest and rest, I retreated to the second line and handed over this world to the benevolent prince, wanting him to manage the world well and let the people rest and rest."

"But just as we were recuperating in peace and recovering from the wounds of years of war, and I was ready to retire in the palace and wait for death, the enemy came again."

"They covet the land we have won with our blood and our lives, and they covet the land that we have worked so hard to fight for our children and grandchildren."

"And their first target is the province of Asanxing, which you are protecting."

"This is the holy land for grain production, and our Ming Dynasty's food is so cheap now, every family can have enough to eat, relying on this land."

"Now there are enemies who want to take away our jobs, want to take away our food, make our wives and children hungry again, and return to the hard life they used to have."

"Sons, soldiers, my robes, tell me whether you agree or not!"

"No promise, no promise, no promise!"

The soldiers who were in a mood of ups and downs by the old man's words roared loudly and angrily.

"That's right, we won't agree!"

"Whoever dares to let our wives and children starve, and who dares to snatch the land we have exchanged our lives and blood for survival, we will fight him to the end, and we will fight him to the end."

"Let's let all the countries in the world, those who move the property of my children and grandchildren, kill, those who move my family's rations, kill, those who invade my land and destroy my homeland, kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The officers and men of the whole army roared angrily, gritting their teeth one by one, eager to eat and skin alive those who wanted to rob them of their land to support their families.

"Poof!"

Raising his hand and pulling out the sword at his waist, the old man moved forward.

"If you don't break the enemy's army, you swear not to turn back!"

"Kill!"

"If you don't break the enemy's army, you swear not to turn back!"

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

On September 28, the 4th year of Hongxi, the Daming Sanxing Provincial Corps, under the leadership of the commander of the Chinese army, the British Gong Zhang Fu, opened the Tianci Pass and launched an attack on the Baisha defense line established by the Timurid Empire.

At the same time, the five cavalry defense corps reorganized from the 3,000 battalions and the three army corps led by Zheng Heng formed the Northern Corps, which launched an attack from the Western Regions and attacked Samarkand.

On the other side, the Plateau Army led by Jiang Huai crossed the tall mountains without fear of difficulties, attacked the Baisha defense line from the rear, and supported Zhang Fu's main offensive corps.

This time, the Ming Dynasty launched an attack on the Timurid Empire, using a total of 22 legions, plus various auxiliary forces, and nearly 280,000 troops.

Although this number is less than the number of troops used by the old man in the five expeditions to the grassland in history, the strength of the two cannot be compared.

The old man's northern expedition to the grassland, although there were hundreds of thousands of troops at every turn, in fact, the real combat troops were only about 100,000 people.

In this attack on the Timurid Empire, the troops used are all professional troops, and even the auxiliary troops have extremely strong combat effectiveness, which can be called the most in the world.

In the early morning of the first day of October in the fourth year of Hongxi, Lahore military airfield.

Before dawn, the lights were already bright, and the 50 fighters who had rushed here after many factory transfers were busy with ground crews, loading bombs, refueling, and making pre-war preparations.

"Beep beep..."

As the east slowly revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, a whistle sounded in the pilot's quarters.

The pilots, who had already woken up while lying on the bed, immediately bounced out of bed when they heard the sound, put on their clothes and equipment as fast as they could, and then rushed to the airfield under the leadership of their respective squad leaders.

"Today's mission is to assist the main army of the British Duke to bombard the enemy's White Sands defensive line."

Looking at the pilots in front of him, Gao Hang, the captain of the flight group, arranged today's task with a serious expression.

"Our task is very simple, that is, to drop bombs on the enemy's head, to shoot all the bullets in the plane, into the enemy's body, and send them to their Allah."

"Today is the first time we have shown our Daming Air Force on the world stage, and it is also the first time that our Daming Air Force Flight Group has competed."

Looking around at everyone, Gao Hang said loudly: "I hope that everyone present can complete their tasks perfectly, so that everyone, let the whole world, deeply remember our Ming Air Force!" ”

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