The voices coming from all over the country, Zhu Zhangui naturally couldn't hear them. The broadcast studio has been modified, not to mention the shouts of the outside world, even if people stand outside and shout, they can't be heard inside.

At this time, the broadcast was moderate, and Zhu Zhangui was the only one, for fear that there would be more people inside, which would make noise and affect Zhu Zhangui's speech.

"It's been so many years, and it's finally started, but it's a pity that the old man didn't see it." Standing outside the broadcasting room, looking at Zhu Chupang inside with a group of people, watching his son sitting by the microphone, looking at the manuscript in his hand, ready to speak, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

The old man has been looking forward to this world battle for several years, but the old man has not waited for it after all.

"yes." Zhu Gaoxu, who was being pushed by his son on the side, couldn't help but nod when he heard the words of his eldest brother.

"In fact, not only our father is looking forward to it, but the military and civilians all over the country are looking forward to waiting for this day."

"It's a pity that I can't move now, otherwise how would the chariot legion let the third child snatch it over, and let this bastard pick up a big bargain in vain."

"Hehe, indeed, if you are good, the third child will definitely not be able to compete with you." Zhu Chupang on the side couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but he had another idea in his heart.

If Zhu Gaoxu had not been paralyzed, I am afraid it would have been a different scene now. At the beginning, Zheng He found the warlock and sent a telegram to ask Zhu Fatpang if he wanted to let him treat Zhu Gaoxu.

Zhu Fatpang, who received this telegram, was silent for a long time, and finally chose to erase all the news, and sent a telegram to Zheng He in his personal name.

No one knows what it said, and the personnel who sent and received the report were also transferred to other places. Anyway, until the old man died, he didn't know the news, and Zhu Zhangui didn't even know much about it.

As a father, he understands his son's defense of the second child, so between brotherhood and parent-child love, Zhu Fatpang chose the latter.

"Alright, you guys don't talk, let's get started." Zhang, who was on the side, saw that the two of them were chatting endlessly, and they were afraid of disturbing their son's speech, so they hurriedly told the two to shut up.

The two of them didn't smile much, one was lying on the wheelchair that stood upright, and the other was sitting on a chair and quietly waiting for Zhu Zhangui's speech.

"Fellow villagers of the Ming Dynasty, brothers and sisters, I am your emperor Zhu Zhangui."

"Today is an ordinary day, but for all of us in the Ming Dynasty, it is a special day." Zhu Zhangui's gentle voice spread throughout the Ming Dynasty and thousands of miles through the radio waves.

The people and residents everywhere couldn't help but smile when they heard this gentle voice and the beginning of the chatter.

The emperor turned out to be not as serious as he thought. In fact, they don't know that this is the way of the emperor.

The majesty of the emperor is to those courtiers and generals. And in the face of ordinary people and ordinary soldiers, kindness is often more effective than majesty.

Zhu Zhangui learned this from journalism before. When the big leader on the news went to the countryside to observe the people's feelings, he did not talk to ordinary people with a straight face, they were all kind, as if facing their families.

So Zhu Zhangui learned the big leader's set. Treating courtiers and generals, Zhu Zhangui treated them strictly.

And in the face of ordinary people and soldiers, he is a kind big brother and a little junior.

"Actually, I wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you a long time ago, ask about your family, ask about your health."

"But there are thousands of people in our Ming Dynasty, and I just say a word alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it in this life."

"So I'm going to take this opportunity today to have a good chat with you, talk about our Ming past, and imagine our bright future."

"Of course, for some reason, I can only say you listen."

"But you don't have to worry, I believe that with the ingenuity of our Ming researchers, it won't be long before we can have a good chat." Zhu Zhangui made a start in a relaxed way, and then the style of painting changed.

"Daming started from my great-grandfather, to my generation, it is already the 5th generation."

"In the past five generations, we have devoted ourselves to development, and together with the military and civilians of the whole country, step by step, from having no food and clothing, to now worry-free food and clothing, from being often invaded by foreign enemies, to now there is no enemy around."

"In the past 100 years of development, everyone has paid a lot."

"Some work hard to contribute to our big family in Daming, some work hard to cultivate the fields and provide food for our big family in Daming, and some go directly to the front line, wear armor and kill the enemy with blood, and protect the safety of my Daming family."

"After nearly a hundred years of ups and downs, all of us have worked together to finally build that ruined ruin full of sorrow into a big family with warm food, clothing, food and clothing."

"But there is a good word, it is called prevention before it happens."

"We're doing well now, we're well fed, we're warmly dressed, but the outside world is still in dire straits."

"Those aliens, those bad people who once oppressed us, are still sharpening their knives, looking at us with greedy eyes, staring at us tightly, as long as we let our guard down, they will not hesitate to pounce on us, tear our flesh and blood, and devour our skin and bones."

"Since my grandfather Emperor Yongle ascended the throne, the foreign war has not stopped until now."

"I've heard more than once that some people scolded my grandfather and me for being reckless and unscrupulous, and scolded us for not knowing how to cultivate people's livelihood."

"But how do they know that the current health and stability of the Ming Dynasty are the blood and lives of countless soldiers."

"There is no time to be quiet, but someone is silently carrying the weight for us."

"It's just that there's no sunshine because someone is sheltering us."

"There is no happy life, it's just that countless people have left their hometowns, left their small families, and stood on the difficult frontier to guard our big family of Daming." Zhu Zhangui's slow speech made the people who heard it fall silent.

These words brought a picture before their eyes. On the frontier of the ice and snow, a soldier with a straight chest and a head up, fearless of the wind and snow, stared sharply at the wind and snow, and his eyes emitted a black shadow of red light.

And the soldiers of the various armies, hearing the emperor's praise for them, puffed up their chests proudly.

It is they who protect the big family of Daming, and they are the ones who bring a healthy life to all the people of Daming.

"I once silently persuaded myself that the current territory of the Ming Dynasty is big enough, stop and let the people rest and rest."

"yes, rest, rest, who wouldn't want to rest."

"But we want to rest, but the enemies outside don't want us to rest, and they are always staring at us with greedy and cruel eyes."

"Once we're resting, they won't hesitate to pounce on us and bite our flesh and blood."

"I don't want our hard-earned homes to be destroyed, and I don't want our brothers and sisters to be invaded again, as they once did."

"So what I have to do is to fight, kill these jackals, tigers and leopards, so that in this world, there is no longer a threat to the existence of our Ming family, let the blood that should be shed in our generation, and the damned people will die in our generation, as long as it can be given to our future generations, to our future heirs, a world of peace and prosperity, I am willing to give everything."

"All nations are guilty, and sin is bowing."

"As long as the descendants of the future generations can be happy and healthy, I am willing to bear all the charges, whether it is a tyrant or a faint king. As long as the descendants of future generations will no longer be threatened by foreign races, as long as future generations will have endless land to plant, endless food, and no one will ever go hungry and cold, I am willing to bear all the crimes, even if I go to the 18th layer of hell for this. Hearing this, the people burst into tears.

What a good emperor this is, willing to bear all the infamy for the sake of the people of the world and for the sake of future generations.

How many emperors have been able to do this? Those emperors did nothing more than for their own fame and interests.

As long as it is something that damages the reputation, those emperors will avoid it. As long as their reputation can be preserved, what if a few people are robbed by aliens, and how many people starve to death?

The pen is in their hands, and how they want to write the history books of later generations is not how to write. Putting aside the finished script in his hand, Zhu Zhangui looked at the microphone and was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Just today, at this moment, the four major front armies in our frontier are already waiting, they are waiting for the orders of the imperial court, waiting for your orders. ”

"A new round of war is about to start again from today."

"This is a great battle, and it is also the largest war in history, with tens of millions of troops on both sides."

"I don't want to use those deceitful words to trick you into joining this war, and I don't want to find any excuse to cover up my sin for starting the war."

"If you really want to find one, a reason and excuse for starting a war."

"Then this reason and excuse is to fight for the descendants of the future, for the endless fields, for the endless food, for the endless clothing." Boom la la la...... Zhu Zhangui shouted these words, and the people and soldiers next to the loudspeakers all over the country stood up and raised their arms and shouted.

"Fight for the generations to come, for the land, for food, for clothing... Battle, Battle, Battle! At this moment, everyone in Daming was excited.

The emperor is right, we Ming disdain to find reasons for war, and the only reason we start a war is for our children and our future generations.

This war will probably have countless infamy. But so what. This is an act of sin in the present and merit in the future.

As long as this war can be won, as long as future generations are no longer threatened by foreign races, there are endless fields, endless food, and endless clothes, even if everyone in the Ming Dynasty has become sinners and will go to 18 layers of hell after death, everyone will have no regrets.

"I declare that from today onwards I will formally declare war on the Western Alliance, that the forces of the two sides will enter a state of war from today, that all factories in the country will be transferred to a state of wartime, that all local security will be put on first-level alert, and that all local militia reservists will be ready to be recruited at any time."

"May the heavens protect my Ming, may the ancestors protect our health, and I will win this battle!"

"Ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins." With the words of declaration of war coming from the loudspeaker, the excitement of the people reached its peak directly, and they waved their arms and roared loudly, cheering for the coming war.

At this moment, Yanhuang Confucian education was left behind. From the monarch to the people, there is only one thought in his mind.

Start a war and fight for a 10,000-year peace for future generations. There has been a lot of discussion about this speech in the aftermath.

Some people believe that this is the Ming Dynasty in order to annex the world, shamelessly dragged the descendants of later generations and the people of the world into the war.

However, the vast majority of people believe that these people are well-fed, lying on the fruits of the interests of the Ming Dynasty, and scolding their own ancestors, who are completely brain-dead.

How future generations will discuss this speech and this war, the people of the Ming Dynasty now don't care. They only know that this war is for the sake of future generations, so that they can live in peace and health.

Poland Western Union Line of Defense.

"Mr. Omurad, Your Excellency Lady Joan of Arc, because you have stationed troops on the border, which seriously threatens the security of our Ming territory, now we ask that you immediately withdraw from the defense line and leave a buffer zone of 500 miles, otherwise our Ming will regard your behavior as a provocation to our Ming Dynasty." In the area of the dependent territory of the Kingdom of Poland, the defense command of the Western Alliance, Sather had an indifferent expression and raised a warning from the Ming Dynasty.

"This is our territory, is your country's request too much?" Before Omurad and Joan of Arc could speak, the king of the Kingdom of Poland slapped the table angrily.

Sacher gave him a cold look, disdainful of it, and continued to turn his head to look at Omurad and Joan of Arc.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Satchel, but I can't agree to this excessive request." Omurad, who bowed his head and held a glass of water, was silent for a while and expressed his refusal.

He knew that the war they were waiting for had arrived, and even if they accepted this unreasonable request to retreat 500 miles, the Ming Dynasty would not stop Next, the war would still break out.

So instead of holding back and backing down, it's better to face it calmly.

"Well, in that case, then we can only decide with war." Sashel shrugged her shoulders and turned to walk out the door.

"Stop, I'll let you go!" The Polish king, who was ignored, with a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, slapped the table again.

The soldiers guarding the gate stopped Sash. Stopping, Satch looked back at Omurad and Joan of Arc, still ignoring the furious King of Poland.

Joan of Arc looked at Satchel,

"Go back and tell your emperor that we will not give up an inch of land, and all of us will fight to the death to the last, even if we die, we will drag you to hell together." Sashel chuckled, shook her head and pushed away the soldiers blocking the door, and quickly left the Western line under the supervision of several Western Alliance soldiers.

"Mr. Omurad, I don't understand why you want to let him go, are you so afraid of the Ming Dynasty, or do you want to let him go, so that you can have a guide to them in the future." Seeing that no one listened to his words, the Polish king finally became angry and opened fire on Omurad first.

Omurad had long been impatient with this Polish king, who often provoked himself. If it weren't for the fact that the other party still had a cavalry unit in his hands, he would have kicked this guy aside a long time ago.

"Mr. Connell, he's just a messenger, there's no point in killing him, but he'll remember Da Ming."

"My purpose in doing this is to give the soldiers a chance, so that if they are injured and captured in the future, the Ming will not kill them out of anger."

"Hahaha..."

"What a ridiculous reason, you obviously ......"

"Okay, don't quarrel, the war has come, you have to be angry, vent your anger to the enemy, don't play prestige here." Seeing that the two were about to argue, Joan of Arc slapped the table and shouted to stop the two.

The two glanced at each other, snorted coldly and stopped paying attention to each other.

"When do you expect them to do it?" Looking at Omurad, Joan of Arc asked what she was most worried about.

After all, she has never been in contact with Da Ming, and she doesn't know Da Ming's combat habits. Omurad has been fighting with each other for a long time, and he must have some understanding of Daming.

"When......" Omurad groaned slightly, looking up at Joan of Arc,

"It should be now..."

"What!"

"Woo-woo-woo......" Joan of Arc didn't understand what she meant when the distant sky resounded with the roar of a dense train whistle.