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

Chapter 165 The Doubts of the King of Han and the King of Zhao
That afternoon, the sky was suddenly filled with red clouds, as if half of the sky was on fire. Even the grass was dyed a brilliant fiery red. The scenery was so beautiful that it seemed out of this world!
Zhu Zhanhe was staying in the camp, riding his horse for a stroll with nothing to do. After all, the Prince of Han did not allow troops to be sent to continue fighting against the Tartars on the grassland.

In the words of Prince Han, "This battle is clearly unwinnable, so why waste the lives of our soldiers?

My Great Ming has plenty of money and food, we can wear those Tartars out!" Therefore, at this moment, Zhu Zhanhe was also happy to have some free time.

Of course, the Tatar and Oirat tribes now only followed the Three Thousand Battalion and the Five Army Battalion, harassing them from time to time, and had no intention of charging into battle at all.

After all, over the past year or so, compared to the Ming Dynasty, the various tribes on the grasslands have suffered huge losses!
What's more, in the eyes of the grassland people, the existence of Zhu Zhanhe, a terrifying demon god, made the grassland Tatars just want to drive the Ming army away instead of continuing to fight to the death with the Ming army!

It rained again in the middle of the night, which made Zhu Zhanhe very unhappy.

The next morning, an imperial edict arrived from the Central Army Camp. The message was simple: Prince Han's 3,000-man battalion was to attack Arutai's forces and continue to annihilate Arutai's remaining troops. Prince Zhao's 500-man battalion was to continue fighting the Tatars and Oirat!
The meaning of the decree is very simple, that is, Emperor Yongle is in a good mood, fighting is not enough, and wants to continue fighting with the grassland people!

After the messenger left, Prince Han took the imperial edict with a worried look on his face.

"Why are we still fighting? We have lost all our chances of winning. The Oirat and Tatars will never engage us in a direct battle!

This old man won't give up! " Prince Han rubbed the imperial edict in his hands, his face full of unhappiness and unwillingness.

Zhu Zhanhe observed that his third uncle, King Zhao, obviously had something to say about King Han's words, but he pursed his lips and did not speak. Instead, he took the lead and walked towards the tent.

"Third brother, this is not right!
The old man is the best at fighting. I thought he wanted us to speed up the process of joining forces?
I didn't expect that he would have murderous intentions again after just recovering from a military review." Prince Han said, shaking the imperial edict in his hand and stopping Prince Zhao at the camp gate.

"Abnormality is a demon! Is there someone who doesn't want us to cooperate?" Prince Zhao's face was gloomy, with an unconcealable depth in his eyes, and he said with gritted teeth.

Zhu Zhanhe looked at his third uncle and had an inexplicable feeling that his third uncle's spies in the central army camp must have leaked some news, but his third uncle was not going to tell anyone else!
As soon as these words came out, Prince Han's face suddenly showed a ferocious expression. He also had a bad guess in his mind. Maybe the emperor was seriously ill, so someone didn't want to cooperate! They were guarding against them!
"He'er, prepare horses for me and your third uncle, let's go see your grandfather together!" Prince Han said with gritted teeth, squinted eyes, and a gloomy face.

"Yes!" Zhu Zhanhe agreed without refutation. After all, he also wanted to know how the Yongle Emperor was doing. The last time they met, the Yongle Emperor was still very ill!

Zhu Zhanhe only knew that Emperor Yongle died in Yumuchuan, but he didn't know the exact date of his death. Could he be dead now? Zhu Zhanhe couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Prepare the horses!" Although Zhu Zhanhe's mind was in a mess, it did not affect his orders to prepare the horses.

“Gee-Gee-Gee…”

"Gee~Gee~..." After a while, Prince Han and Prince Zhao, along with a group of soldiers, began to head towards the central military camp.

"Open the door, the two princes want to see the emperor!"

"Open the door! Open the door quickly!"

"Open the door..." The King of Han, the King of Zhao, Zhu Zhanhe and others led a hundred or so cavalrymen and quickly arrived at the gate of the central army camp. As soon as they arrived at the gate, the cavalrymen behind Zhu Zhanhe kept clamoring for the soldiers at the gate to open the gate.

But Zhu Zhanhe saw that the entire central army camp was still under martial law, and there were still double guards at the entrance!
Remember that before Emperor Yongle fell ill, he used to have a single post, then he became a double post, and now that he has recovered, he still uses a double post?!
In addition, when the two princes came to the camp before, the camp gate was always wide open and they went in directly. But today, the camp gate was not open at all, and even the barricades at the door were not moved!

Grandpa must have had an accident! Or he may be gone! Zhu Zhanhe looked at everything in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed, and he thought of this worst-case scenario.

"What's going on? Don't they want us in? Don't you want to see us?" Prince Han looked at the camp gate, which showed no sign of opening, and said to the serious Prince Zhao. "Or maybe they simply don't want to cooperate with us?!" Prince Zhao narrowed his eyes, taking in the situation, and his mind was filled with various speculations.

Soon, someone came on horseback, bringing two teams of soldiers!

When they got closer, they saw that it was Yu Qian. As Yu Qian approached, the camp gate finally opened, and one of the two barricades in front of the gate also opened.

Yu Qian faced Zhu Zhanhe and others through a layer of barricades.

"Isn't this Yu Qian hanging on the flagpole?" When Prince Han saw the person coming, he pointed at Yu Qian and turned to look at Prince Zhao beside him, his face full of laughter.

Similarly, Prince Zhao listened to the words of the King of Han, looked at Yu Qian in front of him, and finally a smile appeared on his stiff face.

"Top Scholar, how high an official position do you hold? I'm afraid you are not qualified to come out to pick us up!" After Prince Zhao chuckled, a gloomy look appeared on his face again, and he frowned and questioned Yu Qian.

"Please wait for a moment, my two princes. Let me go in and report!" Yu Qian showed no fear and asked the King of Han and the King of Zhao to wait.

"Stop talking so much nonsense! Get out of here!" Prince Zhao was furious after hearing Yu Qian's words. He was a prince, and he had to report to his father when he saw him. What kind of a scallion are you, Yu Qian?
"I'm doing this for the good of the two princes. You two have left your post without reporting to the emperor. If the emperor asks about this, what will you two say?" Yu Qian seemed confident. As soon as he said this, the Prince of Han and the Prince of Zhao exchanged a look of dismay. Clearly, the Yongle Emperor's authority was too much for them.

Neither of them spoke. Seeing the attitudes of the King of Han and the King of Zhao, Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief and rode away directly, but the soldiers at the door remained motionless.

After a while, Zhu Zhanhe and others were able to enter the camp after receiving the message from the guards.

"My two princes! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" When they arrived in front of Emperor Yongle's tent, Fan Zhong blocked their way first. The King of Han and the King of Zhao were not polite either. They took off the swords at their waists and threw them to Fan Zhong. Zhu Zhanhe also handed over the sword in his hand, but Fan Zhong did not take it.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..." Fan Zhong did not want Zhu Zhanhe to follow the King of Han and the King of Zhao in, because she knew too well how powerful the Crown Prince of Han was!

"Pa!" Zhu Zhanhe stuffed the sword in his hand into Fan Zhong's arms, pushed Fan Zhong away, and followed the Prince of Han.

The soldiers around were slightly agitated when they saw this, but were stopped by Fan Zhong. Fan Zhong knew that if the Prince of Han forced his way in, not only a few of them, but the entire central army camp would not be able to stop him!
The King of Han and the King of Zhao looked back and saw Zhu Zhanhe following them, but they didn't pay any attention and continued walking towards the tent.

Just as Prince Han was about to continue entering, suddenly, the Crown Prince rushed out and blocked his way again.

"Second uncle, third uncle, the emperor is discussing military affairs with Lord Yang. Please let me go in and report!" Zhu Zhanji stopped Zhu Zhanhe and the other two and spoke.

"Lord Yang? Yang Shiqi was promoted again?" King Han asked in confusion.

"The Prime Minister of the Cabinet!" Zhu Zhanji responded to the King of Han's words.

"Haha, the Prime Minister of the Cabinet? Delivering military supplies like this, if it were in my military camp, I don't know how many times my head would have been chopped off!" Upon hearing this, Prince Zhao curled his lips in disdain, ignored Zhu Zhanji's obstruction, and rushed into the tent with the King of Han.

Zhu Zhanhe glanced at the slightly tired Zhu Zhanji, without speaking to him, and followed his father, Prince Han, in.

(End of this chapter)