Chapter Forty-Nine: The Great War Is Imminent
Looking at the people in the barracks, all of them had sad faces.
The Mongol remnants came too suddenly, a few minutes earlier than expected.
In less than two days, the army will be overwhelmed.
It's all ......
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have discussed the strategy with Lord Zhou, and I hope you will not have any objections after hearing about it."
Zhu Shangbing came to fight against public opinion.
The generals who heard this expression were embarrassed, and a few people were even a little dissatisfied, and they would not be as coarse as the civil officials, and directly asked angrily.
"If His Royal Highness the Prince needs the officials to be sent to death, won't he have to let it go?"
These words are like a boulder pressing on everyone's hearts, except for Zhou Xing.
He knew exactly what kind of plan it was, not to mention ......
Zhou Xing's eyes fell on Zhu Shangbing, with conviction and worship in his eyes.
Where there's a will there's a way.
I thought that Zhu Shangbing would say something good, and he was waiting excitedly.
Who knew that as soon as the person in front of him opened his mouth, what he said turned out to be ......
"Let you die, you will have to go."
Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and took out a game of chess and placed it in front of everyone.
Watching Zhu Shangbing fiddle step by step, he knew that the disadvantage of sunspots was becoming more and more obvious.
And now in front of us are three opportunities to regret the move.
A righteous gentleman will choose to disdain and turn away, while an opportunist will not hesitate to take advantage of the conditions to win.
And Zhu Shangbing does not belong to the first two, he replaced the three most critical white pieces, and the dead chess pieces were all revitalized.
The truth I want to express is easy to understand.
They blushed with an old face, and their mentality changed drastically with this time.
Benefit.
Looking at Zhu Shangbing again, he walked up to everyone with a horse lance in his hand, dancing easily, and the faces of the people were full of astonishment, so the next moment the horse lance was placed in the hands of one of them, and the heavy weight was staggering.
After many people took turns to weigh it, the first one who reacted fiercely stood up and led all the generals to kneel down and salute and shout.
"I would like to be sent by His Royal Highness the Prince."
In the military, strength is the last word.
This matter was finalized like this, Zhu Shangbing rushed to the new barracks to look at the guy who was about to move, the smile on his face was retracted, and solemnity replaced it.
Seeing that there was silence here, the people above spoke.
At this time, he was no longer the prince of King Qin, but a general who was about to rush to the battlefield, and his voice came to everyone's ears like Hong Zhong Dalu.
"You've been training for nearly two months, and you've made a small success, and now the Mongols can't hold back anymore and have gone south to prepare for a killing spree, what do you say you should do?"
The people who had just come to see looked down when they heard this, and the eyes of the people below did not know when a raging fire of war had ignited.
When the last word fell, they drew their swords and pointed them straight to the sky.
Respond to Zhu Shangbing's words with one word.
"Fight!"
Hearing the neat answer, surprise flashed in the generals' eyes, but they quickly relented.
In the bottom of my heart, I was still surprised by this army that had not yet been named.
Zhu Shangbing nodded, and then pointed out with a horse lance, where there was an endless grassland.
With an indissoluble ferocity between his eyebrows, he spoke again to the people below.
"The Mongols regard our compatriots as two-legged sheep to cook, and rivers of blood flow everywhere they pass, do you think we should kill them?"
The few numbers are inexhaustible sadness, and the Jingkang shame of the Song Dynasty seems to be right in front of you.
But Zhu Shangbing knew that the Ming Dynasty would also have such a stain.
But this time, since he is here, he must get rid of it no matter what.
The soldiers below heard the voice again, this time still only one word, and they kept shouting, and even the generals couldn't help but chant along with the recruits.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”
Zhu Shangbing looked at them with a smile in his eyes, he ordered his subordinates to serve the wine, distributed sea bowls to everyone, and took the lead in serving them to the heavens and the earth, and then drank them all.
Because he shouted, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said to everyone.
"Okay, stay on the battlefield with this momentum, be ambitious to eat Hulu meat, and laugh and drink the blood of the Huns."
"Rebel Army, remember your names."
Then he went away, leaving everyone where they were.
Zhou Xing looked at Zhu Shangbing's back, his eyes were complicated, and he didn't know how to speak.
Can you really kill and kill quickly?
When the question popped up, he quickly shook his head and put his thoughts away, and sighed.
"If this battle is victorious, this son will be like an eagle striking the sky, soaring."
……
Inside the residence of Zhu Yunxi in the East Palace.
Because of the assassination, the feudal clan can only be put on hold for the time being, and it is necessary to find out who is behind it.
Bored, he wanted to get up and go for a walk outside, but when he stood up, he suddenly felt that it was dark.
After staggering forward, he fell directly to the ground.
The palace maid outside came back with the pastry, but found that he had fallen to the ground, and his soul was almost frightened, and she hurriedly shouted at the palace people who were at a loss outside.
"His Royal Highness King Wu! Go and get the Imperial Doctor! ”
For a while, chickens flew and dogs jumped, and the East Palace couldn't stop up and down.
At this time, it quickly reached Zhu Yuanzhang's ears, and he slapped the table and frowned.
Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular.
Why did God treat his emperor and grandson so badly?
The imperial doctor didn't dare to hesitate when he left the prescription, and hurriedly rushed to the Fengtian Temple, he knelt on the ground and pondered for a long time to tell the true situation.
"Your Majesty, King Wu is in a coma just because he is too nervous, but..."
"Lao Chen found that his body was poisonous, it was chronic, I'm afraid it has been a while, fortunately, it didn't hurt his lungs, otherwise it would definitely cause a big disaster, even Hua Tuo can't do anything when he is alive."
Originally, Zhu Yuanzhang was relieved when he heard the front, but when he heard the next words.
His eyes were scarlet and murderous, and the holy power overwhelmed the people in the hall.
Chronic poisons.
The poisoning has been done for a while, and it is easy to imagine who did it.
And the Imperial Doctor did not stop there, he spoke again to say more important words.
"In addition, Lao Chen also found a large amount of poison in the pastry, but fortunately, King Wu fainted due to the fatigue of the journey, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise."
Thump.
Kneeling down at the bottom, everyone was afraid to raise their heads, a few little palace maids trembled in fright, and the one above laughed angrily, and had already determined who was the black hand.
At the moment, there is only a shortage of evidence.
Mao Xiang stepped into the hall in a red flying fish suit, and instantly felt that something was wrong, thinking of the rumors in the palace, his face suddenly changed and he knelt on the ground.
"Jin Yiwei is guilty, please punish Your Majesty."
This move made everyone confused, and they couldn't understand why Mao Xiang was like this.
Jin Yiwei has nothing to do with this matter.
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't change the slightest when he heard this, but opened his mouth to ask.
"What is the sin?"
There was a bit of amusement and expectation in his eyes, and he was curious about how the person in front of him would answer.
It was Zhu Yuanzhang who underestimated Mao Xiang.
He heard that he had done a standard salute without saying a word, and then shouted loudly.
"It is a sin to be eyes and ears, but not to see or hear."
The ancestors once said that thousands of clothes are worn, but sycophants are not worn.
If this sentence continued, Zhu Yuanzhang's face improved a lot.
If Zhu Shangbing was present, he would definitely shout.
"Odd and even the same!"