I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 449 People’s support
When he saw the banner, he was filled with fear. The banner was a shadow in his heart for a long time.
But fate is such a fickle thing. Time passed, and just a year and a half later, when he saw the big banner again, the fear in his heart had completely disappeared, and was replaced by hope and reverence!

He just felt that the army was like a beam of light that pierced through all the confusion in his heart.
All the Mongols present looked at the approaching army with complicated expressions. They knew that this army came for them and would fight for them.
"Gee!" Niu Zhongxia suddenly spurred his horse and walked towards the big banner.

Niu Zhongxia's action startled everyone present, and they all looked at his back blankly, not knowing what he was going to do.
The cavalrymen in the front row of the Imperial Guards were also keeping a close eye on the Mongolian herdsman. They were keeping alert for any unusual movements by Niu Zhongxia.
Even Zhu Houzhao noticed this man dressed as a Mongolian herdsman.
Niu Zhongxia had no intention of disrupting the marching column. He stopped early, steered his horse to the side of the road, and then gently jumped off the horse.
He looked in the direction of the banner, then knelt down beside the road, kowtowed to the ground, spread his hands on the ground, and greeted the arrival of the Ming Emperor with the most submissive posture.
Countless eyes filled with various emotions fell on Niu Zhongxia, but Niu Zhongxia remained in that position without moving.
With Niu Zhongxia taking the lead, more and more Mongolian herdsmen followed their inner choices and knelt on both sides of the road where the army would pass.
So many people gathered here just to see with their own eyes whether the Ming Emperor really wanted to lead an army in person to seek justice for the dead Mongols as the rumors said.
The moment Zhu Houzhao and his banner appeared, he had already won.
At that moment, Zhu Houzhao was recognized by the Mongols present, so the Mongols also surrendered to Zhu Houzhao's horse and offered their loyalty.
More and more Mongolians knelt on both sides of the road. At a glance, they were so dense that there was no end in sight.
As the saying goes, tens of thousands of people are endless, let alone tens of thousands of people and horses.
Zhang's scene shocked everyone.
"The people's hearts can be used! The people's hearts can be used!" He Song was surprised at first, and then became extremely excited.

"These are the people's hearts! Congratulations to Your Majesty for winning the hearts of the Hetao Mongols." Jiang Jiangong said.

Zhu Houzhao was already extremely happy, but he also knew that he needed to maintain his dignity at this time. Only his hands tightly gripping the whip betrayed him.
Looking at the Mongols kneeling on both sides of the road, Zhu Houzhao was extremely excited. He enjoyed this feeling very much. This feeling of conquering people's hearts was really intoxicating.
Looking at the majestic army around him and the surrendering Mongols below, Zhu Houzhao felt an infinite sense of pride in his heart. This is the greatest happiness in the world, and this is what a real man should do.
More than 13,000 Imperial Guards cavalrymen surrounded Zhu Houzhao and arrived at their destination amid the kneeling Mongols.

Zhu Houzhao rode his horse among the yurts. Although the bodies here were buried, the dark red bloodstains left on the white yurts reminded him of the brutal fighting that had taken place here before.
After the visit, Zhu Houzhao went to see the graves of the victims. Facing the graves of the victims, Zhu Houzhao just bowed his head slightly to express his condolences. After all, he was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and he could only do this much in terms of etiquette.
However, this level of mourning has already made the Mongolians present very excited. After all, there are no Mongolian nobles buried here, but only the most ordinary and lowly Mongolian herdsmen.
Finally, he reiterated to the surrounding Mongolian herdsmen that he would personally seek justice for the victims.
This attracted cheers and gratitude from many people, and also brought the atmosphere on the scene to a climax.
Zhu Houzhao was in high spirits and decided to meet with several representatives of naturalized Mongolians, among whom was naturally Niu Zhongxia.

Niu Zhongxia left a deep impression on Zhu Houzhao, who even remembered him.

"Your Majesty, I have an unwelcome request that I hope you will grant."

After overcoming his nervousness, Niu Zhongxia carefully put forward his suggestions.
"Just say it." Zhu Houzhao looked at Niu Zhongxia with interest.

"Your Majesty, please allow us to join your army and contribute to the campaign against Barsborot," said Niu Zhongxia.

"Oh?" Zhu Houzhao immediately became interested, "You guys?"

"Yes, after learning that Your Majesty the Emperor was coming, many people were very excited, and like-minded people gathered together and came up with this idea."

"We all have relatives who died in this man-made disaster. We cannot sit idly by and watch your majesty's army bleed in the crusade against Barsborot. We also want to do our part in the crusade against Barsborot," Niu Zhongxia said firmly.

Niu Zhongxia's proposal made Zhu Houzhao even more interested.
"How many of you are there?" Zhu Houzhao asked with interest.

"We have eighteen warriors who are skilled in archery and horse riding. We are willing to follow your majesty to fight. We regard this as our honor," Niu Zhongxia said in a deep voice. "Eighteen people." Zhu Houzhao was a little disappointed.
"There are too few of us, and we can't play a big role. I know your loyalty, but you should just stay at home and herd the sheep." Zhu Houzhao shook his head, but his words were meant to provoke Niu Zhongxia.
As expected, Niu Zhongxia became anxious when he heard this, "Your Majesty, please accept us."

"No, no, there are too few of you. If there are more people, we can consider it," said Zhu Houzhao.

"More people?" Niu Zhongxia immediately grasped the key point.

"As long as there are more people, Your Majesty, would you be willing to accept us?" Niu Zhongxia looked straight at Zhu Houzhao.

"That depends on how many people there are. Besides, all my soldiers are elite soldiers, I don't want weak soldiers," Zhu Houzhao said with a smile.

"This is easy. There are many strong warriors out there who are willing to follow Your Majesty to fight. I will go outside to recruit enough warriors!" Niu Zhongxia said, patting his chest.

"Then I'll wait and see." Zhu Houzhao said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will go outside to recruit warriors," Niu Zhongxia said excitedly.

"Go!" Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said.

So Niu Zhongxia walked out of the tent excitedly.
"Your Majesty, isn't this a bit hasty?" He Song said hesitantly.

"Careless?" Zhu Houzhao snorted coldly, "Not careless at all, let's go and take a look outside."

(End of this chapter)