I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

The [-] troops lined up neatly. After several years of training on the plateau, they had an unnatural red complexion due to prolonged exposure to ultraviolet rays.

But this still did not affect the morale of the soldiers. They were all tall and straight, carrying the latest weapons, and looked towards the military platform with their heads held high.

Up and down the platform, people's heads surged.

Almost all the officials in the court who could come, Xungui, were present.

So many people came here, apart from wanting to witness this history, the main thing is that the emperor, the emperor, and the crown prince are all here, if they don't come, it seems a bit out of place.

This is also Daming who now owns a radio station. If it was all relying on people to deliver letters in the past, the old man would never allow so many people to leave the center of the imperial court and come to the border thousands of miles away.

"Grandpa, it's time."

After being reminded by Lu Xin, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, Zhu Zhangui, dressed in military uniform, came to the old man's side and reminded him that he had arrived in time.

The old man nodded slightly, adjusted his unnatural breathing due to being on a plateau, and got up to inspect the legion.

But just as he stood up, he inadvertently left aside. The fat son sitting on the main seat pondered for a while and then sat back down, stretching out his hand and waving at Zhu Panpan.

"Boss, go!"

"what!"

Zhu Pangpang, who was also a little uncomfortable because he belonged to the plateau, froze for a moment.

He couldn't figure it out, the old man who always liked to review the army and never let others replace him, why did he think of letting him go today?

Is it because you are in this place, you are not feeling well, and you are afraid that you will lose face when you review the army later.

Zhu Pangpang was worried for a while, but seeing the old man's blushing and breathing, it didn't look like he was feeling sick.

"Ah, what, you are the emperor, the army is going to march, shouldn't you go to inspect it!"

Seeing that the fat son didn't react, the old man glared at him.

To be honest, the old man really didn't want to give up this opportunity to his son, after all, this might be his last review of the legion.

But when he got up, he saw his son wearing a dragon robe beside him, and felt a little guilty.

My son said he was the emperor, but he was actually more like the logistics minister for him and his eldest grandson.

Regarding the military affairs, my fat son never intervened at all. The grandpa and grandson fought wherever they wanted, and Zhu Pangpang never objected at all.

Although my fat son doesn't like the military, but as an emperor, he can't just play around in the civilian circle, the army still has to show his face.

Otherwise, the soldiers might only know the Supreme Emperor and the Crown Prince, but not the fat emperor.

So the old man gave this opportunity to his fat son, let his fat son show his face in front of the army, and let the soldiers of the world know that Daming is now under the control of him, the fat emperor.

"Ugh!"

Although the old man didn't understand what he said, Zhu Pangpang, who had been with the old man all the year round, understood what the old man meant.

For him, this matter is dispensable, as long as his father and his son are happy.

Originally, he wanted to refuse, but looking at the serious eyes of the old man, and with so many ministers around him watching, if he was scolded by the old man in front of so many people, he would lose face.

After all, he was also an emperor, so he still had to have the face he deserved.

Now that the old man said it, just be obedient and do it.

In fact, Zhu Pangpang also had a dream of being a general in his heart. He also thought about riding on horses and fighting like his father and two brothers, opening up rivers and fields for Ming Dynasty, and sweeping away foreign enemies.

But looking at his fat body and slightly lame feet, he could only put out this thought, and honestly take care of the family affairs at home.

In many midnight dreams, he dreamed of the scene of fighting side by side with the soldiers in the city of Beiping.

That was the first time he participated in a battle, and it was also the first time he killed people, and it was the first time he saw the cruelty of the battlefield.

At that time, he was very scared, but he had no way to retreat.

His father entrusted his whole family and hopes to him. He must be worthy of his father, protect the family behind him, and guard his last hope.

Then he lived up to expectations, he did it all.

A fat man who was unable to ride horses and shoot arrows due to physical reasons since he was a child, dragged his disabled body, and led the women, children, old and young in the city, and successfully resisted Li Jinglong's 30 army.

Since then, Zhu Pangpang has never been in contact with war again, and since then, he has never held an army in his hands.

Many people said that it was because the old man felt that Zhu Pangpang was not good at fighting, and that the army was wasted in his hands, so he didn't give him the army.

In fact, this is the old man's defense, but also the worry in his heart.

His fat son is different from the second and third.

The second child and the third child fought ferociously, but that was just the courage of a man, even if they had a bit of strategy, they were still clever.

But my big fat son is different, he really has a brain.

Sometimes the old man would think that if he only played with his brain, he might not be able to play with this big fat son.

It's not scary for ordinary people. A brave man can beat hundreds of people and thousands of people. How can he beat an army of ten thousand people?

The scary thing is that this kind of brainplayer, if you are played to death, you don't know how the other party moves.

"Father, the military swearing-in is all about momentum, so when you speak later, don't be as polite as you used to be in the court. When you speak, you must have momentum, and you can't look like you have no confidence."

Considering that his father had never experienced this scene, Zhu Zhangui, who was accompanying him, reminded him in a low voice.

Spreading his hands, Zhu Pangpang, who made the eunuch wear armor, gave Zhu Zhangui a speechless look.

"Stinky boy, you are looking down on your father and me a bit. How can you say that I have also been on the battlefield. That is to say, I am not physically fit and not good at martial arts. Otherwise, if I am stronger, I will not be as good as your second uncle and third uncle. It's over."

Zhu Zhangui grinned.

"Cough cough..."

Putting on the custom-made helmet, Zhu Pangpang held the knife on his waist with his hand, coughed lightly, straightened his face, and strode down the military platform.

Zhu Zhangui hurriedly followed, knelt down on one knee and let his father step on his knee, and stepped onto the horse.

"Boom, boom..."

The horse's hooves beat, and the emperor's flag fluttered in the wind.

Zhu Pangpang walked towards the middle passage of the phalanx with a serious expression.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Boom...boom...boom..."

As Zhu Pangpang's flag moved, the war drums on both sides of the deployment platform rumbled, and the artillery with their muzzles facing the sky let out a deafening roar.

"Left, right, turn!"

"salute!"

Standing at the front of the army, Jiang Huai saw the emperor entering the passage of the phalanx, began to inspect the army, raised his breath and gave orders to the microphone in front of him.

"boom!"

All the soldiers took off the guns behind their backs, turned their left and right feet, facing the passageway from left to right, and raised their guns to salute Zhu Pangpang.

The horse moved forward slowly, and Zhu Pangpang's eyes swept over every strange but resolute face.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

As the drum beat reached its peak, Zhu Pangpang gave a loud shout to salute the whole army.

Like a conditioned reflex, the soldiers responded loudly.

"The general is mighty!"

The horse moved forward quickly, Zhu Pangpang's voice was loud, and he yelled loudly again.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

"Long live the emperor!"

The face of the old man on the spotting platform darkened slightly.

It's a bit of a misstep.

Although his son has been on the battlefield, after all, he is too literati.

Although the words he shouted were loud and powerful, the old man always felt that he lacked a little momentum.

In fact, not only the old man felt this, but Zhu Zhangui, who was following behind his father, also felt it.

Looking at his father who was holding the rein tightly, Zhu Zhangui sighed slightly in his heart.

Alas, father is the emperor of benevolence after all, so you should do it yourself in the future, so don't make things difficult for him.

After passing through the passage to inspect all the legions, the team circled around and returned to the military station.

"Son, it's up to you next, it seems like I really can't do this job!"

Panting Zhu Pangpang, who was tired from sitting on a horse, whispered something to Zhu Zhangui who was helping him on the stage.

Zhu Zhangui didn't refuse either. He held his father's hand and felt that his father's hand was light and sweaty.

It seems that the superficial calmness of the father is just pretending, but his heart is actually a little empty.

Back on the Dianbingtai, Zhu Zhangui helped his father to sit on the seat, and then saluted the old man. With his wave, he came to the microphone in a hurry.

Zhu Zhangui didn't speak as soon as he came up, but calmly glanced at the legions in the audience.

For some reason, every soldier who was stared at by him straightened his body and straightened his chest out again.

The military flag was blown violently by the cold wind on the plateau, and the parade ground was indeed quiet. Even the horses dared not make a sound or make a redundant movement.

Although silent, the momentum is rising steadily.

Under the influence of this invisible aura, the blood of the soldiers in the audience and the generals around the deployment platform slowly boiled.

He is the general in their minds, the king who leads them to victories in their minds.

As for the emperor just now, uh, to be disrespectful, dealing with logistics may be the stage for him to display his value.

When the momentum reached its peak, Zhu Zhangui finally spoke.

He didn't talk about the battle at the beginning, nor did he say inspiring words, but slowly told a fairy tale that made all the officials a little confused.

"Our ancestors started from the Eastern Victory of Shenzhou, mobilized troops and horses, conquered the world, defeated countless powerful enemies, defeated countless fierce beasts, conquered the whole world, established Kyushu, and determined the world."

When everyone was confused, Zhu Zhangui pointed to the ground under his feet. "Here, the area we are in, the homeland we live in, is the place where our ancestors rose, Dongsheng Shenzhou."

Raising his hand, he pointed to the western plateau area, "And that plateau was once the defensive place for our ancestors to resist countless western barbarian beasts and protect our homeland."

"The bravery of the ancestors is unimaginable, and the power of the ancestors makes all enemies fall."

"However, the descendants of future generations are not filial, and instead of taking over the banner of their ancestors to protect the land of Kyushu, they lost the thousands of miles of territory laid down by their ancestors piece by piece."

"By the Xia and Shang Dynasties, only Shenzhou was left in Kyushu. Later, during the Zhou Dynasty, our territory was only the Central Plains area where we were born. During the Spring and Autumn Period, there were even more turmoil. Let us Serious civil strife occurred in the ethnic group, and they were on the verge of falling apart."

"After the Qin Dynasty, Qin made great efforts to govern and rise with the trend, unify the Central Plains, end the Spring and Autumn Rebellion, and let my chaotic race unite again."

"But Qin died in the second generation. The great opportunity was missed."

"Although the Han Dynasty was strong and brave, it only recovered the land of the Western Regions, and did not recover the natural defense plateau prepared by our ancestors."

"Time goes by, millenniums turn, and dynasties appear in the Central Plains, but for so many years, except for the Han and Tang Dynasties, many dynasties have not even set foot in the Western Regions. The Dongsheng Shenzhou where we are, the people who gave birth to us and raised us The land is still divided."

Following Zhu Zhangui's narration, the soldiers' eyes were full of yearning and admiration.

They didn't expect Yanhuang's ancestors to be so powerful. In their impression, the plateau that never belonged to the Han people turned out to be a part of the ancient Kyushu Dongsheng Shenzhou, and it was also an important place left by their ancestors to defend the west.

Thinking about it, this is really the truth. It seems that according to the history they know, the western country has never invaded the east, and it seems that it was blocked by the defense left by the ancestors.

It's a pity that the descendants of later generations are unfilial. Not only did they fail to defend the ancient Kyushu laid down by their ancestors, but they even lost the defense of their own lair. I am really ashamed of my ancestors.

The soldiers didn't know, they were fooled into a daze, they worshiped and longed for those legendary ancestors infinitely, and regretted the lost land.

But those officials around the soldiers counting platform, they knew it in their hearts.

The officials were wondering in their hearts, isn't Kyushu the Central Plains area, and when will there be another Kyushu.

And what the hell is Dongsheng Shenzhou?

And what the hell is Spring and Autumn chaos?

Prince, you hate Zhou Li, we all know this, but you can't be so black.

Fortunately, they have brains and did not express their doubts.

Otherwise, Zhu Zhangui will definitely tell them angrily that Kyushu includes the whole world, not the Central Plains of Shenzhou.

If you don't believe me, Zhu Zhangui will take out the map, point to the map and introduce it loudly.