Ming Dynasty: The Crocodile King of Han Prince Zhu Gaoxu's Family

Chapter 148 Zhu Zhanhe: Fan Zhong, you are indeed a loyal person!
"The enemy broke through our artillery positions, and it was Yesen who led the charge!" Zhu Zhanji said gritting his teeth.

"I know!

I know!
I know!
I should have killed Yesen!!

Kill him!" Emperor Yongle's gloomy face was stunned after hearing Zhu Zhanji's words!
Emperor Yongle gently put down the branch with the piece of meat in his hand, stroked his beard gently with his hand, and his tone was full of regret!
"I should have killed him!" Emperor Yongle looked up at Zhu Zhanhe behind him and said in the same low voice.

"Grandpa, there will be an opportunity soon," Zhu Zhanhe said to Emperor Yongle with a smile on his face.

"Call Yu Qian in!" After hearing Zhu Zhanhe's words, Emperor Yongle was stunned. He chuckled, thinking that his grandson was joking, and turned around to call Yu Qian in.

After Yu Qian came in, Emperor Yongle asked him to analyze Mahamu's next move based on his temper. Yu Qian was not polite and gave Emperor Yongle the most direct and unacceptable answer.

When Emperor Yongle heard Yu Qian say that Yesen would keep chasing them and would not allow the entire central army to even have a chance to retreat, he could not help but put down the branch in his hand, stroked his beard for a long time without saying a word.

While there was silence in the cave.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horse hooves outside the cave, and everyone knew that Fan Zhong had returned!

Emperor Yongle had the biggest reaction. He suddenly stood up and walked straight to the door.

In the heavy snow, looking at Fan Zhong kneeling on the ground, Emperor Yongle was eager to know the current situation of the central army.

"Your Majesty..." Fan Zhong and others who had just returned knelt down to greet Emperor Yongle.

"How many people are left in the central army?" Emperor Yongle ignored everyone else, stared at Fan Zhong, and asked anxiously.

"I have gathered less than 10,000 people. The army has been dispersed and is being reunited!" Fan Zhong knelt on the ground with a sad face and told the Emperor Yongle the truth.

"King of Han, King of Zhao, where are the remaining three thousand battalions?" Emperor Yongle continued to inquire about the battle situation on both wings without any hesitation!

"They are still fighting with the Tatars and cannot retreat for the time being," Fan Zhong answered truthfully.

“All the artillery positions are gone!

The old camp retreated fifty miles.

"Your Majesty, please recall the 3,000 troops to protect the main camp!" Fan Zhong knelt down and kowtowed to the Emperor, pleading with him without waiting for him to ask any more questions.

“There’s still a chance!
If we can't cooperate, we will be surrounded!

The left and right wings were cut off, and it was too late to cooperate!

Reorganize the army, regroup the troops, there is still a chance! The camp cannot retreat! "After hearing Fan Zhong's words, Emperor Yongle ignored him and instead paced back and forth in the snow, talking to himself.

"Tell the 3,000-man battalion not to retreat a single step! Attack the enemy with all your strength!" After a long time, Emperor Yongle seemed to have made up his mind. He walked straight to Fan Zhong and pointed at his nose and said.

Emperor Yongle's words instantly shocked everyone present. Fan Zhong looked at Emperor Yongle in disbelief, his eyes filled with pleading. He knew that Emperor Yongle was disregarding his own safety!

But no one was allowed to comment on Emperor Yongle's words!
Because it is not certain whether the enemy has left or is still searching for them.

So Fan Zhong could only send out the rangers to conduct reconnaissance again and at the same time prepare defenses for the hiding place, while everyone returned to the cave to warm themselves by the fire.

No one spoke in the entire cave, and there was no other sound except the crackling of burning firewood.

“Everyone is so silent.

Since no one is talking, I'll say a few words!

If I don't speak well, please don't laugh at me!" Zhu Zhanhe spoke, looking at the silent crowd.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the cave, including Emperor Yongle, Fan Zhong, Yu Qian, Zhu Zhanji, and others, were focused on Zhu Zhanhe.

"He'er, what do you want to say?" Emperor Yongle looked at his grandson smiling behind him, and for some reason his heart skipped a beat, so he asked. "Grandpa, I have something I want to discuss with you alone, and I want everyone else to leave!

"Grandpa, what do you think?" Zhu Zhanhe walked out from behind Emperor Yongle, came to his side, squatted on the ground and warmed himself by the fire, tilting his head and said to Emperor Yongle.

"Your Majesty!" Fan Zhong reacted the fastest. He stepped between Emperor Yongle and Zhu Zhanhe, his hand on the hilt of the sword, his face full of vigilance.

"Zhanhe, what are you doing?!" Zhu Zhanji was shocked when he heard this and shouted in a low voice, and quickly came to Emperor Yongle.

"Your Majesty!" Yu Qian followed Zhu Zhanji's actions and approached Emperor Yongle.

"Okay, don't be so nervous.

If I really want to do something, can you stop me? " Zhu Zhanhe looked at their nervous expressions and the soldiers who were gradually approaching, rolled his eyes in disdain and said unhappily.

"By the way, Grandpa, we have to go out again soon. You can arrange someone to go with us!" Zhu Zhanhe ignored everyone's vigilant eyes, continued to warm himself by the fire, and said to Emperor Yongle.

"Well, there are only three of them here now, so there's no choice!
Grandpa can only choose one of the three people in front of you!" Zhu Zhanhe looked at the solemn and silent Emperor Yongle, pointing at Yu Qian, Zhu Zhanji, and Fan Zhong and said helplessly.

Emperor Yongle's gaze followed Zhu Zhanhe's fingers, moving between Yu Qian, Fan Zhong and Zhu Zhanji, his expression constantly changing from gloomy to bright.

"Your Highness the Prince of Han, whoosh!" Fan Zhong shouted softly and drew his sword immediately.

"Pa!" Before Fan Zhong's knife was unsheathed, Zhu Zhanhe slapped it back.

“Fan Zhong, my grandfather’s stable boy!
Yes, your name is correct, you are indeed a loyal man! " Zhu Zhanhe stood up, pressed Fan Zhong's knife-holding hand with one hand, and stared into Fan Zhong's eyes and said.

In an instant, Fan Zhong, who was stared at by Zhu Zhanhe, felt tremendous pressure.

"But, the conversations between me and grandpa can be about state affairs! They can also be about family matters!
But no matter what happens, it’s my Zhu family’s business!

All the affairs of our Zhu family are not something that a mere horse boy or general like you can interfere in!

Do you understand? ! Roar~" Zhu Zhanhe's last three words were not loud, but they resounded throughout the cave like thunder.

The air in the cave instantly solidified, making it difficult to breathe! My chest felt like it was about to explode!
The heart-shaking roar made people's eyes tear up, their expressions became dazed and they couldn't control themselves!

"Crackling~" The sound of swords and knives falling to the ground was heard, and the sound of armor hitting the ground was heard when people fell to the ground.

Even the meat that Emperor Yongle was roasting with branches fell into the fire.

Fan Zhong was closest to Zhu Zhanhe, so he knelt down on the ground and dropped the knife in his hand.

Zhu Zhanji and Yu Qian did the same, both fell to the ground with their buttocks.

"Your Majesty!" Fan Zhong, who was kneeling on the ground, was in a trance for a moment, and immediately crawled towards Emperor Yongle in a panic.

"Grandson..." Yu Qian reacted and immediately ran towards Zhu Zhanji who had also fallen.

"good,
Fan Zhong, you are indeed a loyal person. Even in this situation, you still stand on the side of the emperor.

Loyalty is commendable! It's you, come with me and grandpa for a walk later!" Zhu Zhanhe looked at Fan Zhong's reaction and was very satisfied. This is an absolutely loyal general!

Emperor Yongle took in everything that had just happened, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions such as shock, awe, and loneliness.

"What do you think, grandpa?" After Zhu Zhanhe dealt with Fan Zhong, he turned around and squatted beside his old man, Emperor Yongle, and asked.

"Just do as you wish!" At this time, Emperor Yongle suddenly calmed down, looked at Zhu Zhanhe calmly, and said in a calm tone.

"As expected of my grandfather, you really do understand me!" Zhu Zhanhe said with a smile, as if the huge pressure that suddenly appeared just now was fake.

(End of this chapter)