The flying knife penetrated into the carriage and was nailed to Zhu Shangbing's right side, just a few inches away from his head.

Xu Zengshou didn't expect to encounter this as soon as he got on the carriage. His face was ashen and he looked at Zhu Shangbing, who was calm and calm beside him, and swallowed secretly.

horrible!

"Your Majesty, this..."

He looked out through the gap and saw that the carriage was surrounded by people, and he cried without tears.

Unexpectedly, the man sitting in the carriage had no intention of doing anything. What was strange was that even the coachman was not in a hurry and kept his hands on the reins.

Just heard a few screams outside.

Several people in Feiyu suits were walking among the people in black, their sharp eyes were colder than the light of the sword, and their heads fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. On the other hand, the assassins had already panicked, and were ready to flee in panic.

The Jin Yiwei massacred this ragtag group of people at extremely fast speeds.

The leader was none other than Mao Xiang. He walked to the carriage with an ugly face to plead guilty.

"The rescuer is late, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Zhu Shangbing's complexion changed slightly. He said it was okay but his eyebrows were furrowed, thoughtfully.

He naturally knew that Yingtian was under Jin Yiwei's control, but...

Why does Mao Xiang appear here?

Zhu Shangbing realized that Zhu Yuanzhang's instructions were behind all this, and he was completely sure that he was being targeted by Zhu Yuanzhang, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Naturally, Xu Zengshou beside him didn't know this. Looking at the handsome figure of Jin Yiwei with longing in his eyes, he couldn't help but ask the people around him.

"If it were me, could I be so powerful?"

Hearing these words, Zhu Shangbing had a smile on his face and complained in his heart.

Compared with the Jinyiwei, Xu Zengshou was more powerful. At least Zhu Di knew that the Jinyiwei could not take down the Ming Dynasty, but with Xu Zengshou's help, he could do it.

"Naturally, we want to gallop on the battlefield and be victorious."

Secondary 2.

The corners of Zhu Shangbing's lips twitched slightly. He could even think of Xu Zengshou's reason for helping Zhu Di. He dared to be the first in the world.

Thinking of this, he handed the short sword at his waist to Xu Zengshou, who took it and became more determined to practice martial arts.

But Xu Da, who was far away in the Duke's palace of Wei, did not expect that his son would be completely sent away in an assassination.

…

Inside the Linde Hall.

After Zhu Shangbing placed Xu Zengshou in the martial arts arena, he returned to the backyard and couldn't wait to ask some big shots.

"Everyone, if you want to eradicate Mongolia, what should you do?"

He had thought a lot, but those guys on the grassland would come back no matter what, just like the unbeatable Xiao Qiang.

After hearing this, my mind was silent for a moment, and I fell into deep thought.

Among them, Huo Qubing, who had the most experience with the Xiongnu, was the first to speak out. His voice was not as cheerful as before, but contained a bit of hesitation.

"Zhu Lang...don't your fire guns work?"

They didn't know the power of firecrackers on the battlefield, so they weren't sure whether it was feasible.

Hearing this, Zhu Shangbing shook his head without hesitation, his face full of innocence.

"The number of firecrackers is small. I'm afraid we won't have them during this Northern Expedition."

"What's more, the fire gun is not an easy-to-use weapon. At least it is very useless now. To put it bluntly, it is just a fire stick."

If outsiders knew about it, they would probably be shocked.

But the big guys who were used to hearing Zhu Shangbing's stories were not surprised. Over the years, they had learned about the power of guns, bullets and explosives from him one after another.

Zhu Shangbing's knowledge is much higher than theirs.

Li Cunxiao, who was particularly curious about this thing, became interested when he heard the words and quickly asked.

"Xiao Zhu, what do you think is wrong with this thing?"

When Zhu Shangbing mentioned this, he touched his chin and thought about it carefully before telling a few people his opinion.

"The firegun requires two people to use it at the same time, and the process is time-consuming. This process alone is enough to kill the Mongols. The range is also poor, and it is not suitable for guerrilla warfare at all."

As the saying goes, soldiers need speed, but this thing is only suitable for infantry combat, and will not benefit Mongolian cavalry.

Having said this, several people no longer put their thoughts on Huo Guan.

If this is not possible, they can only start with the cavalry. Just as they were thinking about it, Li Shimin suddenly asked.

"Why fight with them? Why don't you ask me to put myself in a urn and do the opposite?"

This question fell into everyone's ears and instantly caused waves.

Why not do the opposite?

Zhu Shangbing's eyes lit up. He had just been thinking about guerrilla warfare, completely forgetting that his own advantage lay in the formation of troops. If he could fight head-on, why bother with a few Mongolians.

Even Huo Qubing, who had been puzzled just now, spoke respectfully to Li Shimin with admiration in his words.

"Been taught a lesson."

The young man was still too reckless and could not compare with the man who had conquered half of the Li Tang Dynasty for a long time.

Before Li Er could respond, Li Jing was the first to laugh.

You must know that in the art of war, he and Chen Qingzhi are the strongest among the six.

Zhang Liang is good at planning, Li Shimin is well versed in the emperor's mind, and Huo Qubing and Li Cunxiao are generals who came to the world. Only he and Chen Qingzhi have studied the art of war.

The latter's thousands of troops avoided the white robe, but he learned from Zhu Shangbing's mouth that later generations would evaluate him, and he was said to be a god in military use, with both civil and military talents.

In other places, Li Jing did not dare to belittle himself, only the art of war.

But before he took the initiative to ask for help, Zhu Shangbing spoke first.

"I've got an idea."

Full of enthusiasm and being soaked by the rain, Li Jing hesitated for a moment and then fell silent.

Unexpectedly...

"It is said that the white-robed army is unparalleled in the world. I have to thank General Chen. As for the art of war, I have to wait until the Northern Expedition to consult Duke Wei."

This Duke of Wei is not the Duke of Wei.

It's Li Jing.

He smiled and agreed, and the matter was settled.

This decision was not made on a whim. Zhu Shangbing sighed as he thought of what had happened.

"Historical records indicate that Duke Xu Da of the State of Wei once led 50,000 troops in the Northern Expedition. He wanted to lead Wang Baobao, a member of the Yuan Dynasty, to a decisive battle. Unexpectedly, the vanguard underestimated the enemy and rushed forward and lost their advantage. Those who were killed lost their helmets and armor. If Xu Da had not turned the tide, he might not have been able to cross Yanmen Pass.

It’s all a problem.”

With the painful experience in front of him, Li Er's proposal was exactly what he wanted. Finally, the clouds of doubt were put aside and the light came to light again. Everything was ready and all it took was the east wind.

The most important strength is those recruited. With Chen Qingzhi here, he believes that even if he cannot be as good as the White Robe Army in one month, he will not be too different from other soldiers.

…

Inside Fengtian Hall.

The courtiers dressed in bright red official uniforms stood in a row and bowed their heads respectfully.

Zhu Yuanzhang had not spoken since he called them two hours ago.

His fingertips kept tapping on the table, making everyone's hearts skip a beat.

"Have all your children been sent to Prince Qin?"

It was only today that he learned that hundreds of officials' children were sent there. The number was really too large. The boy was also very independent and selected five thousand soldiers from poor families.

only……

"Your children agree to go into battle?"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't understand how the boy from Laoer's family could win over people's hearts and persuade a group of dandies to go to the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, what a certain general said without restraint almost made everyone kneel down.

I just heard his honest voice ringing in my ears, speaking silently.
Chapter completed!