The Emperor of Heaven chat group

Chapter 29 Wang Zhen, who is trying to die

Author: Luo Jiuyou

Chapter 29 Wang Zhen, who is trying to die

The Hongwu plane of the Ming Dynasty.

Kunning Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was ready to rest, was furious when he saw the two new members this time.

Especially, when I saw the dazzling posthumous title, Emperor Yingzong of Ming.

What is Ying?

Outstanding, smart and wise, is a beautiful posthumous title.

Is Zhu Qizhen a young and promising emperor?

Empress Ma saw Zhu Yuanzhang walking around in a panic and asked in confusion:

"Zhongba, who has messed with you again?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stopped and said angrily:

"Ming Yingzong, Yingzong! Is this little bastard worthy of this posthumous title?"

"No, we have to lead the army to teach that little bastard a lesson!"

While talking, Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly ran out.

Empress Ma quickly got up, stopped Zhu Yuanzhang and asked:

"Junga, what happened?"

"It's midnight, how do you mobilize troops?"

"Now the Ming Dynasty's 300,000 troops are fighting outside. If we mobilize troops again, something will definitely happen in the north."

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, rejected Zhu Youjian's application for traveling through time, and explained:

"Girl, you don't know, that little Zhu Qizhen...hehe, Zhu Qizhen has joined the chat group."

"Forget it, we won't be dispatched from the Ming Dynasty this time. Isn't the fourth brother leading the troops outside? Let's take him to meet his descendants!"

After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang summoned the space passage and ran directly in.

...

In the chat group.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen: Yingzong? This posthumous title is good, I am very satisfied.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen: I have said before that the little Ola is not the opponent of my 200,000 army!

Emperor Yang Guang of Sui: Ming? Zhu Youjian, is this the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

Zhu Youjian, Emperor Sizong of Ming Dynasty: Cough cough...it should be true.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen: There are actually my later emperors from the Ming Dynasty here. Tell me quickly, what is the result of this battle?

Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Qizhen: Did I defeat the Oirat? I became famous in the battle?

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen: Hey, Zhu Youjian, why don’t you speak? I am your ancestor.

Group leader: Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, every time we read the history books of the Ming Dynasty, we wish we could watch you defeat the Wala with our own eyes.

Group owner: Can you agree to our time travel application? I will fulfill my small wish.

The orthodox plane of the Ming Dynasty.

In the tent.

Zhu Qizhen tapped the system interface and said generously:

"A small matter, I agree."

"I just want to be an emperor with military merits like my father and my great-grandfather."

"By the way, will you come, Ming Sizong? I will teach you how to fight!"

While speaking, Zhu Qizhen's original idea of ​​withdrawing his troops disappeared.

Withdrawal?

What army should be withdrawn?

He will win this battle!

Otherwise, how could his posthumous title be Emperor Yingzong of Ming?

In the chat group.

Group owner: OK, then let’s prepare and go.

Emperor Sizong of Ming Dynasty Zhu Youjian: Cough cough... I occasionally get cold, so I can't get over it. Emperor Yingzong of Ming Dynasty... take care of me.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen: What's wrong with you, a junior? If you know, you will cough. Are you in poor health?

Emperor Yang Guang of Sui: I wonder if I can join in the fun too?

...

The Xiangyuan plane of the Song Dynasty.

After Zhu Yuanzhang put on the armor of the Song Dynasty, he held a wooden stick as thick as an arm and waved it, feeling very good.

On the side, Emperor Song Zhao Bing asked in confusion:

"Master, did you forget to bring your weapons? Why don't I find you a handy weapon?"

Zhao Bing previously said that he was preparing to lead the imperial army in person, not an excuse, and they were in the camp at this moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, walked out of the camp, and saw that the 50,000 cavalry had already assembled, and said:

"Shaodi Song, when we and the fourth brother are not around, the army will ask you to take care of you."

Emperor Zhao Bing of Song Dynasty nodded without asking the bottom line.

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Zhu Di, who had just been beaten up by him, and said in a deep voice:

"Open the space channel."

The next second, a pitch-black vortex suddenly appeared and rotated quietly.

Zhu Yuanzhang rushed into the space passage with a wooden stick in his hand.

King Yan Zhu Di lay on the horse's back, covering his blue eyes and asked:

"Shaodi Song, what happened?"

He was sleeping in the camp just now, and his father rushed in and beat him up, and then asked him to summon 50,000 cavalry.

Emperor Song shook his head and said:

"I don't know either."

...

The orthodox plane of the Ming Dynasty.

After Zhu Yuanzhang walked out of the space passage, he looked around and saw that he was in the camp at the moment and the sound of rain coming from outside.

Obviously, the change of Tumu Fort is near.

Zhu Qizhen pretended to be calm and sat on the dragon throne, with an unconcealable smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and said:

"Group Master, which dynasty emperor are you?"

"Actually, this battle is really not a fear. I have brought an army of 200,000 this time, and Nawala is just a clown who jumps into the beam and is destroyed with a wave of his hand."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled stiffly and said:

"Ming Yingzong, we brought some soldiers to help this time. We will have a good chat with you later."

Zhu Qizhen walked off the dragon throne and ordered someone to call the British Duke Zhang Fu, and ordered:

"Duke of England, this is my distinguished guest. You can take him out of the camp."

When the British Duke Zhang Fu heard this, hesitated for a few seconds, stretched out his hand and said:

"Dear guest, please."

Zhu Yuanzhang followed Zhang Fu, walked out of the camp, and asked casually:

"Duke of England, we heard that the eunuch Wang Zhen is now..."

Suddenly, a sharp sound rang out.

"Stop, who are you? How dare you call me by my name?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, stopped, and turned his head coldly.

I saw a eunuch with no white beard looking at Zhu Yuanzhang.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's cold gaze, Wang Zhen felt cold all over, and did not take it to heart, and said disdainfully:

"Why? Don't you know me?"

"Zhang Fu, is this your subordinate? He will not even bow when he sees me?"

“Isn’t it too unruly?”

Zhang Fu said with an ugly expression:

"Wang Zhen, don't go too far. This is Your Majesty's distinguished guest."

When Wang Zhen heard this, he said casually:

"Zhang Fu, don't use Your Majesty to suppress me. Even Your Majesty will call me a sir when he sees me."

"What a distinguished guest, I think he is a spy from the Oirats."

Suddenly, Emperor Yingzong of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qizhen, sent Emperor Yang Guang of Sui out of the camp. After seeing Wang Zhen, he smiled and said:

"Sir, follow me to the tent. I will pacify the north in one fell swoop!"

"Zhang Fu, this is also my distinguished guest. Don't neglect the two distinguished guests."

Wang Zhen snorted coldly and turned toward Zhu Qizhen.

Emperor Yang Guang of Sui came over with two palace maids. Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang wearing Song army's armor, wrapped himself tightly, and said:

"Group owner, how many people are you going to bring this time?"

While speaking, Yang Guang waved his hand and a palace maid walked behind Zhu Yuanzhang and held an umbrella for him.

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head and said nothing. He followed Zhang Fu, walked out of the camp, and called out the space passage.

When he saw two dark vortexes appear in front of him, Zhang Fu's face changed drastically and he subconsciously prepared to draw his sword.

Emperor Yang Guang of Sui said casually:

"What are you panic? We are here to help you. Zhu Qizhen has agreed to this."

When Zhang Fu heard this, his face calmed down a little, but he still took a few steps back.

The next second, King Yan Zhu Di rode a war horse and walked out of the space passage. Behind him were the well-trained 50,000 Ming Iron Cavalry.

(End of this chapter)