It's another morning, the twelfth lunar month has arrived, and I can see spring in the distance.
As usual, the sky is not completely bright yet, and the garden is still immersed in plum blossoms in the night. Before he wakes up and stretches his branches, Zhu Yunxi will get up.
If he couldn't afford it, Pu Bucheng, the old man's personal eunuch, would shout outside the door.
"Your Majesty Taisun, the occasion is always in the morning!"
The prince and grandson cannot be beaten, and the crown prince dare not even say harsh words. But I don’t know who invented this immoral rule. If you want to stay in bed, just wait for the eunuch’s feminine and sharp voice to destroy your ears.
(Actually, this is the rule of the Qing palace. The emperor does not get up and the eunuchs are outside reciting the family laws of their ancestors! I don’t know if Meng Chao has it, but he wrote it in his own hand)
Zhu Yunxi hated this kind of palace rules. The happiest thing in winter was to curl up in a warm bed in the morning.
However, everyone from the emperor to the ministers believed that the existence of this rule was very reasonable.
Get up, wash up, and take the palace servants into the study to prepare for reading. Zhu Yunxi got up early, Fang Xiaoru and other Hanlin bachelors got up even earlier, and they all looked as if they had been out in the cold all night last night, with frosty faces and serious smiles.
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If Zhu Yunxi's steps were a little slow, these people would say coldly, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, haven't you woken up yet? The people of the world have already gotten up and worked. As a prince, how can your Majesty be greedy for pleasure!"
Sometimes, Zhu Yunxi really wanted to yell in his heart, "I want to be a foolish king!"
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He is a self-disciplined person, getting up early every day to exercise and practice martial arts. But after becoming the emperor's grandson, he got up an hour earlier than before.
The old man flattered the belief that conquering the world relied on swords and guns. Yesterday, the world relied on knowledge and virtue. Although he doted on Zhu Yunxi as always, when it came to education, he was heartbroken and had to learn from death.
Learning is the same as practicing martial arts. You practice in the winter and in the summer.
In fact, the weather in the south is cold, but it can be tolerated.
But in the north at this time, it was indeed a vast expanse of snow. Within ten steps, people could only see the heavy snow, and all they could hear was the howling of the north wind. The snow was blown by the wind and blew on people's faces.
Up, like a knife.
At the same time, it was almost dawn in the south, but it was still dark in the north.
"drive!"
The sound of knights whipping their horses was heard in the wind and snow. Several knights covered in ice and snow, with their sheepskin robes covered with frost, showed their figures in the heavy snow, as cold as icebergs.
Ahead, in the snow, there are military camps of varying heights covered with snow-covered blankets.
Just as the knights' horses could see the outline of the military camp, a group of icemen suddenly appeared in the snow, aiming their crossbows at the knights.
"What are you doing?" the patient yelled.
The knights stopped their horses, and Yu Fengxue's red hands took out a tiger-head waist badge, "The detective horse from the forward camp came back to Prince Chitose to report the military situation. Brothers have found the hiding place of the Tatar army. Please report it quickly.
No delay!"
Soon after, these knights were placed in a warm yurt.
The yurt has a strong brazier and hot noodle soup. When the ice and snow on the iron frame encounter the hot brazier, it turns into ice water and flows along the gaps in the iron frame.
After a while, there was a puddle of water under their feet.
In addition to water, there was also yellow pus and red blood. The red and swollen palms of the knights were covered with cracked wounds and chilblains. When exposed to heat, the pain and itching were unbearable. When they were gently scratched, the wounds burst open.
The men with fleshy faces grinned from the torture of this taste.
Suddenly, the sound of military boots crunching on the snow was heard outside. The men in the yurt immediately stood up like javelins, looking respectful.
A burly man opened the curtain and came in, bringing in a burst of cold air. He looked at the man in the yurt with an eagle eye and said, "Found it?"
"Back to King Yan Qiansui, my brothers have been searching for three days and found it! The ten thousand soldiers and horses of Boyan Naha, the young prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, are stationed at the Black Wind Pass thirty miles away!" A man knelt down on one knee and said,
"It's probably blocked by the wind and snow, so I can't escape!"
King Yan is King Zhu Di of Yan.
After hearing the man's reply, Zhu Di's somewhat thin face showed a smile.
After he returned to the Beiping fiefdom, he sent envoys to recruit the Jurchen tribe in Liaodong, but Boyan Naha, a little prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty who didn't know what to do, actually sent envoys to intercept and kill King Yan's envoys.
Boyan Naha is a descendant of Ali Buge of the Golden Family. He is in charge of four tribes and has 10,000 cavalry under his command. He is the most restless force in Liaodong and the pioneer of the Beiyuan Sect in the land of Yanyun.
Zhu Di commanded 30,000 troops and marched north to Liaodong to annihilate Boyan Naha. However, they encountered a blizzard and lost sight of his opponent.
"Send the order!" Zhu Di said coldly.
A member of the Tiger General came in from outside, "Chitose!"
"Qiu Fu, send an order to the generals to prepare their troops and horses, give them a good meal, give them hot wine and pickled meat, eat and drink well, and follow me to kill the Prince of Bei Yuanniao!"
The general named Qiu Fu took the order, but said hesitantly, "Chitose, today? It's snowing so heavily? I'm afraid..."
"Afraid you can't see clearly or can't find the way?" Zhu Di laughed twice, his eyes full of pride, "The enemy thinks so too, send the order!"
"Here!" Qiu Fu responded and took the order.
Then, Zhu Di turned around and looked at the unshaven and red-eyed detectives who were returning letters.
"Can we still fight?
Several cavalrymen suddenly knelt down on one knee, "Chitose, even if we die, we will die in front of your horse! We will die on the way to kill the enemy!"
"What a man!" Zhu Di exclaimed in admiration and lifted them up one by one with his own hands. When he saw the men's hands covered with frostbite, his eyes were filled with sorrow, "It hurts you, it hurts my heart." After saying that, he shouted outside the yurt,
"Someone is coming!"
"Here!" A young man came in proudly. It was none other than the second son of King Yan, Zhu Gaoxu.
"Go, take my king's fur cloak, fox fur gloves, etc., and reward these soldiers!" As he said, without waiting for the men to refuse, he hit their chests casually, "use these to warm your body first, and then kill the enemy."
Then, let’s drink the blood of the Huns and wash away all the wounds on our bodies!”
"Here!" The men's eyes were red and they clasped their fists and roared.
In the wind and snow, the silent camp suddenly sounded like thunderous war drums.
The blooming Ming Dynasty frontier troops lined up in the wind and snow, letting the wind and snow blow on their wind-stained cheeks.
After the three-way drumming, tens of thousands of horses and horses were assembled, no one made a sound, the war horses breathed hot air, and the wind and snow on their manes fell off one after another with the pace of the war horses.
Zhu Di's banner of King Yan was rustling in the wind and snow, fluttering in the cold wind.
There were no gorgeous furs or shiny gold armor. King Zhu Di of Yan wore an ordinary armor covered with ice particles and walked in the military camp at a striding pace.
Wherever King Yan went, the soldiers on the northern border of the Ming Dynasty Yan Fan looked at him with fanatical reverence.
Zhu Di stood in front of the army, holding a knife in one hand and holding a riding crop in the other.
"Have you had a drink?"
Zhu Di responded with a roar that made the wind and snow tremble in the sky, "Drink!"
"Have you eaten the meat?"
"Eat it!" the soldiers continued to roar.
"Is it cold?" Zhu Di shouted.
"It's not cold!" the soldiers shouted.
The roar and the hot air emitted by tens of thousands of people turned the falling snowflakes into ice before they even touched the ground.
"Pull your fucking balls!" Zhu Di said with a smile, "My bird is so fucking shrunken by the cold. It's usually three feet long, but now it's as big as a fingernail. How come you're not cold?"
"Hahaha!" Tens of thousands of people laughed knowingly.
Zhu Di was laughing, and suddenly tightened the corners of his mouth, "When you're cold, you have to move around! Follow me and go do the work of killing people!"
Tens of thousands of warriors shouted in unison, "Da Ming! Daming!"
Zhu Di turned around and got on his horse. A gust of wind blew by, causing his cloak to float high.
In the wind and rain, Zhu Di had no heroic words, "After killing the people, come back to drink and eat meat! Let's go!"
As a result, there was an additional torrent in the blizzard that filled the sky. They were soldiers of the Ming Dynasty wearing iron helmets, cotton armor, or mandarin duck jackets.
The snow and wind in the sky can cover their eyes, but not their hearts.
The cold in the north can freeze people to death, and it can freeze their bodies, but it can't weaken the heat in their hearts at all.
The source of their burning hearts is the flying Yanwang flag at the front of the army in the wind and rain. The source of their fearless spirit is the tall figure on the war horse at the front of the army.
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I don't know how long it took, but the speed of the scouting horses' reports was getting faster and faster, which meant that the enemy's camp was getting closer and closer.
"Report!" A knight rode up in the wind and snow, "Chitose, brothers got under the nose of the enemy, and those bastards are still sleeping in their felt bags and screaming!"
"Who wants to be a pioneer!" Zhu Di turned around and shouted.
"The last general is willing to go!" Several tiger generals took action at the same time, with determination on their faces.
"Qiu Fu, lead a thousand cavalry to charge from the left. Zhu Neng, lead a thousand armored cavalry, charge from the right. The others, follow behind me, and the army will cover them up. I hope all generals will die for the Ming Dynasty, and for me, I will eliminate the Northern Yuan Dynasty.
The remnants!"
"Here!" the order was given, and each general returned to his own team with his own soldiers.
"Dad!" Zhu Gaoxu's little face turned red in the wind and snow as he shouted, "I'll follow Uncle Qiu. I'm old enough to kill people!"
"What a good boy, he is the son of our Zhu family!" Zhu Di laughed and looked at his son, "Father and son are going into battle. Today we will kill the enemy together, let's go!"
"Yes!" Zhu Gaoxu's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he was about to run away with his soldiers.
"Wait a minute!" Zhu Di looked at his son again and said specifically, "Remember to warm the handle of the knife with a soft cloth before drawing the knife, otherwise, the skin on your hand will be easily torn off!"
"Yes!" Zhu Gaoxu nodded, "Dad, I'm going!"
Zhu Di nodded and watched his son ride away.
At this time, the marching army was organized by the generals and turned into an attack formation.
Zhu Di pulled down the visor of his iron helmet, touched his beloved horse's neck, and moved forward silently.
Gradually, the outline of the enemy's camp was revealed.
Zhu Di slowly drew out the cold long knife.
Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared in the wind and snow.
But while thousands of people were waiting, the knife did not fall.
Zhu Di, who was on the horse, turned his head and looked in the south direction.
"At this time, have you just gotten up? Are you still having breakfast with the old man?"
"You are enjoying the gentle countryside in the deep palace, but you don't know that the man on the frontier has a sword in his hand! Hum, eldest nephew, let's see whether it is the things in your books that are more powerful, or the swords and guns in your fourth uncle's hands!"
After silently reciting two words in his heart, Zhu Di roared in the wind and snow.
"Boys, kill the captives!"
The long knife struck down with a crash, chopping up the wind and snow.
The war horses galloped, Zhu Di moved forward with his long sword, like a pack of wolves, rushing towards the enemy's camp.
Behind him were tens of thousands of Ming tigers and wolves.
The snow is getting heavier.
However, the white snow is stained with red blood.
"kill!"
"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"
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My style of writing novels is this. If I want the novel to be turned into a movie, every character must be fully fleshed out.
So, it’s not me, I’ve tried my best to slim down the plot. I love you, please love me too, work hard, ahhhh .
I'm going to have lunch and I'll have some when I get back.
This chapter has been completed!