I became famous for broadcasting my life as a social animal to different dynasties

Zhu Yuanzhang remained silent and just looked at the sky calmly.

Zhu Biao looked at him, then at his brother who could hardly hide his excitement, and felt bad.

【Killing Zhang Bing and Xie Gui is cruel enough.】

[To avoid danger, one can act crazy and stupid, endure humiliation and be rational. ]

[The general controls the lives of countless soldiers and needs to discover the mysteries in the ever-changing world and make the right judgments accordingly.]

【And the most important thing is to be strong. Why is it strong? 】

[Being able to stand up from failure and challenge the person who has defeated you many times is called being strong. ]

[After having the above conditions, to become a true famous general, there is one more thing that must be possessed, that is, luck, that is, you must be alive! ]

[The one who survives and wins a battle is a famous general. ]

[Judgment, luck, and strength, Zhu Di gave the answer through war. 】

"Huh——" The generals breathed a sigh of relief quietly. It seemed that King Yan had fulfilled all the above conditions.

No wonder Emperor Jianwen was no match.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at little Zhu Di with mixed feelings: this is his child, and his child will be the Yongle Emperor who will be famous throughout the ages!

However, he was not the eldest son he had been looking forward to the most. This...

Just look at the sky curtain to know how much later generations admired Zhu Di and called him the Great Emperor...

Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his fists, not knowing what to do for the first time.

Qin Dynasty.

Wang Jian stroked his beard and nodded in agreement. Indeed, only those who survived would have the opportunity to become famous generals.

Meng Yi secretly made up his mind: he also wanted to become a famous general of the Qin Empire!

Not to mention the generals' surging emotions, the common people of various dynasties dispersed and did their own things while the stories about the princes, famous generals and rebellions were being told on the sky curtain.

Only the common people and scholars of the Ming Dynasty who were closely related to the incident had to watch it because it concerned themselves.

One will be a million bones.

As the dead bones under someone else's feet, I really have no interest in knowing how I became the dead bones under someone else's success.

Ordinary people should live in the present moment well.

While helping Aunt Zhu to collect grass for the pigs, Zhao Xiaoya muttered, "I really don't understand why those nobles ask these questions. Can't they ask about Miss Zhou and her friends' future lives?"

Aunt Zhu answered while working briskly: "Your Excellency has your own things to do, which has nothing to do with us. If you don't like it, don't watch it."

On the Qinhuai River, on the painted boat.

Chu Yun held the pipa and plucked it lightly with her bare hands. The sound was like pearls falling on a jade plate.

She raised her eyelids and looked at the group of people who were arguing fiercely about what was happening in the sky, feeling extremely annoyed.

If she was picked, she would definitely ask Miss Zhou to only talk about things in the future, and preferably talk specifically about women in the future who can live alone, work on their own, and go to school, to piss off those pedantic and sanctimonious scholars!

But, will she be picked? She is a dirty prostitute.

My thoughts became gloomy, and the sound of the piano in my hands became more sad.

The girl next to her glanced at her. Is the girl in a bad mood?

【From then on, Zhu Di and the imperial court began a war that lasted for four years. 】

[Geng Bingwen, the first commander sent by the imperial court, was one of the founding veterans and a veteran of many battles.]

[As a result, they were surrounded by Zhu Di's troops in two directions and forced into Zhending City, where they dared not fight again.]

"..." Geng Bingwen, who was just dissatisfied with why his name was not on the sky curtain, was suddenly dumbfounded. Why was it his turn? Was he beaten so hard that he dared not fight?

Geng Bingwen's face turned pale and red, and he finally gave up. Forget it! Losing to the future Emperor Yongle is nothing, no loss! Not at all! It's not like we lost to the Mongols.

After thinking about it, he made up his mind and ignored the various looks from his colleagues.

[In Zhu Di, Geng Bingwen seemed to see the shadow of Li Wenzhong in the past. ]

Li Wenzhong raised his eyebrows and glanced at little Zhu Di.

[When the battle report reached Yingtian Prefecture, Zhu Yunwen asked Huang Zicheng for countermeasures. Huang Zicheng replied: "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Today, the world is rich, the army is strong and the food is sufficient. How can a small corner of the country rule the world? Gather 500,000 troops with all your strength and advance from all sides. We will capture the enemy in no time."]

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that he smashed the teacup: "Scholars are ruining the country! What does he know about military tactics? Come! Draft an imperial decree! Do not allow Huang Zicheng's people to participate in the imperial examination!"

【Huang Zicheng also recommended Li Jinglong, Duke of Cao, to Zhu Yunwen. 】

Li Wenzhong's heart skipped a beat: It's over! Geng Bingwen was not Zhu Di's opponent, so how could this ignorant boy be the opponent of the Prince of Yan?

This old man, Huang Zicheng, will remember you! As long as I am in power, I will never let you serve in the government!

As it involved his eldest son, Li Wenzhong was almost irritated by anger, but he had to suppress his temper and continue watching.

Looking at his high-spirited young son on the sky, and then looking at the mature, steady and battle-hardened Prince of Yan Zhu Di opposite him, Li Wenzhong covered his face.

You don't need to look at him to know how this war will end.

At the Caoguo Mansion, Li Jinglong saw himself and jumped up excitedly: "Grandma! Grandma!! Did you see me?! Do you think I am majestic?"

The eldest princess remained silent. Even if she knew nothing about military affairs, she could see that her foolish grandson was no match for the nephew who was later called Emperor Yongle.

"Oh..." The eldest princess sighed. Is it too late for her to establish a good relationship with her nephew?

[Li Jinglong led 50 troops to attack Zhu Di, and marched to Hejian to set up camp. Zhu Di personally led elite cavalry to attack Daning, captured Ning Wang Zhu Quan and his concubines and sons, and obtained their cavalry of the Three Guards of Doyan, and his military strength increased sharply.]

Wait! Kublai Khan's eyes widened: Three guards of Doyan! Isn't Doyan the Ulus? When did he become someone else's cavalry?

They are still Han cavalry!

Has our great Mongolia fallen into such a situation?

Zhu Yuanzhang lowered his eyelids: the three guards of Doyan were also in the hands of the fourth brother, and Li Jinglong was no match at all. After all, Li Jinglong was not Li Wenzhong.

Li Wenzhong, who knew clearly the strength of the three guards of Doyan, sighed again. Could he expect his son to be a military god?

【Li Jinglong took advantage of the situation and attacked Beiping, but failed to conquer it. Beiping was guarded by Zhu Di's eldest son Zhu Gaochi with 10,000 troops.】

Li Wenzhong didn't want to watch anymore. Five hundred thousand troops! Not fifty thousand! They couldn't even take Beiping when Zhu Di was away! It seemed that his son was not cut out to lead troops in battle.

Feeling the gazes of his colleagues, Li Wenzhong wanted to die.

A tiger father has a dog son.

Ying Zheng was surprised: With an army of 500,000, they couldn't even take a city? How useless are they?

If he had an army of 500,000, he could capture not only a city but also a country!

Wang Jian and Meng Yi were also confused: an army of 500,000!

[In the Zhengcunba area east of Beiping, Zhu Di and Li Jinglong's army engaged in a fierce battle. ]

[The Three Guards of Duoyan lived up to their reputation. They attacked and defeated seven enemy camps in succession like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and the imperial army fled in all directions.]

[After that, Zhu Di sent out cavalry to attack Li Jinglong's central army from both sides, winning a great victory.]

[Li Jinglong was cowardly and fled without notifying the soldiers besieging Peking.]

[After losing the command of the commander-in-chief, the imperial army was completely defeated and lost hundreds of thousands of troops and supplies.]

"You bastard!" Li Wenzhong finally couldn't help cursing out loud, then he knelt in front of Zhu Yuanzhang with tears streaming down his face to apologize.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he had sighed more recently than in his entire life, but he still had to comfort his beloved general: "My dear, please get up. This has nothing to do with you."

Ying Zheng said contemptuously: "Even if you give this kind of person an army of 100 million, he will still throw away his weapons and armor! This emperor is also a waste, he doesn't know how to use people! That Huang Zicheng, what he says is the truth? Doesn't he have his own brain? "

Wang Jian and Meng Yi listened to his majesty's complaints silently, nodding their heads in their hearts, that's right!

[The following year. At Baigou River, Li Jinglong's army reached 60. Zhu Di's army only had a few hundred thousand.]

Li Wenzhong closed his eyes and screamed madly in his heart: Don't give him any more! Don't give him any more! Giving him more is just giving away his life!

[Li Jinglong is not a concern, but his vanguard Ping An is a fierce general who was once a subordinate of Zhu Di. He has followed him in battles for many years and knows his military style very well.]

"The Prince of Yan is going to be defeated." Liu Che said to Wei Qing: "With 60 troops and his old subordinates who are familiar with his fighting style, he is doomed."

Wei Qing nodded. Indeed. If the imperial court was defeated again, Li Jinglong could really thank the emperor with his death.

Li Shimin watched intently. Since he was the only prince who had successfully rebelled, he would not die this time!

Zhao Kuangyin felt a sense of sympathy for each other, as he was an emperor who had emerged from the battlefield.

Kublai Khan was still brooding over the matter of the Three Guards of Doyan.

Kangxi and Qianlong found it quite exciting.

The people who were working took a moment to look at the sky curtain, and then continued to work, muttering in their hearts: The sky curtain hasn't finished this matter yet! When will it end!

Watching a movie is better than watching these!

If all else fails, you can just look at the streets of later generations!