Chapter 277 Can It Be Later?

After the war, Zhu Di was listening to the casualties of the enemy troops. When he heard the results, he couldn't restrain his excitement, and directly ordered the three armies to be rewarded.

Zhu Zhanji persuaded: "Grandpa Huang, even though you have won a big victory, you have to guard against the enemy's return to the carbine!"

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "This battle has wiped out more than 10,000 enemies, and the Oirats will not recover within five years. How dare they come to sneak attack? Then he will wait for the clan to be wiped out!"

Liu Sheng also smiled and said: "Most of the most elite guards around Mahamu have been wiped out. He is worried that it will be too late for him to be replaced. How dare he look back!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhu Di laughed loudly, then greeted Liu Sheng and said, "Today, the Shenji Battalion is not afraid of difficulties and advances forward, and it should be the first achievement!"

Liu Sheng was overjoyed, hurriedly said a few words modestly, and then hurried to visit Fang Xing.

Fang Xing was already lying flat on the quilt, he moved his head stiffly and said, "Master Labor is here, Fang Xing is terrified."

Liu Sheng frowned and said, "Why are you panicking! Let me see quickly."

Liu Pu made a palm-sized appearance with his hand on the side and said, "Father, brother Dehua's waist wound is so big that his lower garment is soaked in blood."

Liu Sheng heard the words but said relaxedly: "That's fine, as long as it doesn't cut through."

Fang Xing couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and then started to play dead.

Liu Sheng said with a smile: "In the early years of Yongle, the old man fought with the British Duke. That...was hacked, and the wound was deeper than yours. Later, he was given some medicine and bandaged, and he was still alive and kicking!"

just finished speaking,

Liu Sheng saw Fang Xing and Liu Pu looking at his right hand.

And Liu Sheng's right hand was touching his right buttock...

"Hehehe...it hurts me to death..."

Fang Xing couldn't help laughing, but the wound was affected, and his face turned red from the pain.

Liu Sheng blushed, turned around and saw Liu Pu was covering his mouth and snickering, he kicked up immediately, and shouted: "Take good care of De Hua, if something goes wrong, I will beat you to death!"

After getting out of Fang Xing's tent, Liu Sheng heard a burst of laughter erupting from inside, he couldn't help but shook his head in a fit of laughter, and went to the big tent of the Chinese army.

It was steaming in the big tent of the Chinese army, and there was a big pot in the middle, in which whole sheep was boiled. There are generals sitting on the left and right sides. Although drinking is not allowed, the atmosphere is still lively.

Zhu Di was eating mutton with big mouthfuls, when he saw Liu Sheng coming in, he asked, "How is Fang Xing?"

Liu Sheng glanced at Zheng Heng who was depressed, and said with a smile: "That kid was stabbed, the wound is so big..."

If Liu Pu's gestures were the size of a child's palm at that time, then Liu Sheng's gestures now are the size of an adult's palm.

This hand is so big, there is nothing in the world that cannot be grasped with one hand!

Zhu Zhanji pursed his lips and said nothing. After Zhu Di saw Liu Sheng's gesture, he frowned and said, "I brought the imperial doctor and let them go and see."

The corner of Zheng Heng's mouth twisted when he heard this, and said: "Your Majesty, Fang Xing has made great achievements today, and he has a close relationship with His Royal Highness, why don't you let His Highness go down for a while."

It sounds like this is for Zhu Zhanji's good, to win over Fang Xing's loyalty. But after today's battle, there were countless injured. Zhu Zhanji went to see Fang Xing in a big way. What would others think when they saw him?

Liu Sheng saw that Zhu Zhanji's face was slightly gloomy, so he laughed and said, "Your Majesty, I feel that we only need to talk about the public today."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "Grandfather, An Yuanhou's words are correct, and my grandson will go there quietly later."

Zheng Heng's heart trembled slightly, and then he chatted with Chen Mao beside him about today's battle with a smile, saying that he contributed the most.

Chen Mao had already heard something wrong from the words just now, so he said loudly: "Today the right wing's attack is unfavorable, and my old Chen is unforgivable. If His Majesty hadn't charged in person, the right wing would have been defeated long ago."

Zheng Heng had a smile on his face, not daring to refute. But Chen Mao continued: "What else is there...Fang Xing? Fortunately, he blocked Mahamu's elite, otherwise..."

Zhu Di listened to it with a smile on his face, and said, "You Chen Mao came to fight for the first place, why are you so humble today?"

Chen Mao called Qu Dao: "Your Majesty, I have read a lot of poetry and books recently, and I feel that I am full of literary talents, and I am no longer what I used to be!"

When Zheng Heng heard Zhu Di's kind words, his heart began to feel sour. But although Chen Mao was only the Marquis of Ningyang and only in his thirties, he had long followed his father Conglong, and he could be regarded as an old courtier in Zhu Di's team.

Moreover, Chen Mao's personality seemed vulgar, but he had a clear heart, and he was very enthusiastic about the prince and grandson, so he could be regarded as half of the prince.

Zhu Di pointed Chen Mao with his fingers, but he didn't care about it.

Chen Mao was grinning, and when Zhu Di turned his gaze, he whispered to Zheng Heng: "Old Zheng, are you giving me old Chen bad medicine? How about we go out and have a fight?"

Zheng Heng scowled, and said coldly: "When did I give you bad medicine? I don't know how to do it!"

Chen Mao said disdainfully: "What kind of marquis? What kind of monkey are you? The one on Mount Emei?"

Zheng Heng was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and he secretly suppressed his anger in his heart, and he never talked to Chen Mao again.

This side is a feast, but Fang Xing's side is deserted. It's not that no one came to see him, but most of them were driven away by him.

Madan! You are all staring here, I am embarrassed to howl twice!

Fang Xing had already taken anti-inflammatory drugs, but the pain in the wound could not be calmed by any medicine, so he could only endure it.

"Brother Dehua."

Fang Xing, who was calling out in a low voice, immediately changed his face when he heard the voice, and said, "Come in."

Zhu Zhanji opened the curtain of the tent and came in. Seeing Fang Xing reading a book in his hand, he exclaimed, "Brother Dehua is still able to read without changing his expression after suffering such a serious injury, what a hero!"

Fang Xing put down the book with a calm expression, and said, "While your mind is clear, tell me about your feelings about this Northern Expedition."

Zhu Zhanji was stunned, and then said: "My little brother thinks, it's so bitter and cold outside the Great Wall, the Wala and the Tatars have to find a way out, and my Ming Dynasty is rich, so I have become a fat sheep in their eyes."

Fang Xing lay on the 'bed' made of wood, nodded and said: "It's good that you understand, this is one of the reasons why my Chinese lineage has been bullied by foreigners in the grassland. Every time when a dynasty is established, those who survive The arrogant soldiers and warriors can always teach the aliens some lessons, and then..."

Thinking of the lessons of previous dynasties, Zhu Zhanji was a little silent, and then asked: "Brother Dehua, but the former Song Dynasty was completely defeated in the face of foreign races!"

Fang Xing's body trembled slightly. He shook his head and said, "The former Song Dynasty relied on bullying women and children to be in power. Of course, the two brothers would guard against the soldiers under them repeating the yellow robes, so in the Song Dynasty, they had the deepest contempt and defense against warriors."

"There is no reason for immortality with such an attitude in the former Song Dynasty, do you understand?"

Fang Xing looked at Zhu Zhanji meaningfully and said.

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said: "Only the Han and Tang Dynasties were able to perish by force, and the system of the former Song Dynasty would not exist in my Ming Dynasty!"

Both the Han and Tang Dynasties were weakened by their own civil strife, and were immediately swept into the garbage dump of history.

Looking at Zhu Zhanji's decisive tone, Fang Xing also shook his head slightly, not to argue.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Mengyuan people who have traveled all over the world have been beaten to the brim. Even now, the soldiers who have gone through the battle of Jingnan can still maintain the advantage of the heavenly kingdom with the alien races in the grassland.

What about later? (To be continued..)

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