Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

"It's right if you don't understand."

Wu Meiniang said softly.

"Young master, be careful."

Yao Meier smiled charmingly, and said: "When you grow up, all the men in the Kyushu mainland will regard you as an enemy."

"whispering sound!"

Ying Chang'an pouted, noncommittal.

"Young master! Young master! Where are you?"

At this time, Han Xin rushed in from the periphery of the battlefield, covered in blood, with fierce eyes, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Stop shouting, I'm here!"

Ying Changan waved at Han Xin.

Han Xin looked for his reputation, saw Ying Chang'an at a glance, and rushed over in ecstasy.

He knelt straight down, came to Ying Chang'an, and said with tears streaming down his face: "God has eyes, so you don't have to worry, otherwise Han Xin will not be able to atone for his sins if he dies."

"Okay, okay, don't be so sensational."

Ying Chang'an patted Han Xin on the shoulder, removed the Thunder Armor from his body, and threw it to Han Xin casually.

"Neng, if you are credited with saving him, I will give you this Thunder Armor."

Han Xin took over the armor in a daze, his pupils shrank suddenly.

As a generation of soldiers.

He could clearly feel the terrifying power of this Thunder Armor.

Used to the extreme, it may be able to split the sky!

"My lord, Han Xin would never dare accept such treasures!"

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Han Xin's hands trembled, wanting to return the battle armor to Ying Chang'an.

Such treasures.

How can he deserve it?

"Stop talking nonsense, if you tell you to hold it, you can take it. What's the use of me keeping it, when the time comes, I'll put it in the box to eat ashes."

Although Ying Chang'an is small, his tone is quite domineering.

"This... that's fine!"

Han Xin didn't evade any more, and caressed the Kuanglei battle armor carefully, feeling supremely honored in his heart.

There are only a handful of people who can get the reward of winning Chang'an!

"Han Xin, what's going on? Why are you here?"

Ying Changan continued to ask.

"Young master, the thing is like this..."

Han Xin recounted what happened before.

After listening.

Ying Chang'an expressed his anger, crossed his waist, and yelled at him.

"Zhu Yuanzhang is an old man. I have kindly promoted his fame, but he is so good that he turned around and messed with me?"

"If I had known this, I should have described him as a tyrant, so that he could not find a place to cry."

"Humph!"

Sadly.

【Linglong】[-]

The fierce expression of the little cute baby obviously has no deterrent effect, but it makes people feel more cute.

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It made Wu Meiniang and Yao Meier smile again and again.

"Young master, with your style of conduct, even if Zhu Yuanzhang's old man offends you, you will not ruin his reputation."

Yao Meier twisted the waist of the water snake and took a step forward.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm a very vengeful person."

Win Chang'an nunuzui.

talking room.

The situation on the battlefield changed again.

With the blessing of the five emperors together, the combat effectiveness of the Han cavalry soared.

In less than an hour.

Almost all of the remaining 20 Eight Banners cavalry died on the battlefield.

There are only 2 people, defending the dragon chariot of the Qing Dynasty, and breaking through the siege desperately.

At last.

Emperor Kangxi's dragon chariot was thrown halfway because it was too heavy.

Just broke through.

Emperor Kangxi miraculously woke up, rode on the best sweat horse, and disappeared into the distance in a flash.

The battlefield gradually quieted down.

The sound of horseshoes rattling from far to near.

Several figures appeared in front of Ying Changan.

They are Yingzheng, the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Li Shimin, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and Zhao Kuangyin, the emperor of the Song Dynasty.

The four true dragon emperors, surrounded by the emperor Longwei who is galloping wantonly, looked at Ying Chang'an in unison.

If it is an ordinary person.

Let these four emperors stare like this, they probably have already collapsed psychologically.

"Guru~"

Even Han Xin couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and silently stepped aside.

This momentum...

It's too scary!

"You son of a bitch, do you want to kill your father and me as soon as possible, so that you can inherit the throne as soon as possible?"

Ying Zheng was so angry that his old face was flushed, and he cursed: "If you really want to be the Emperor of Great Qin, come here, tell me directly, and I will abdicate directly to let the virtuous, why bother you so much?"

He was really pissed off.

The last time he won Chang'an, he left without saying goodbye, quietly ran to the coast of the East China Sea, and fought a world-shattering battle.

since then.

Ying Zheng had fallen to the root of his illness.

without any exaggeration.

Winning Chang'an, his precious son, is his lifeblood.

Not to mention that one person singled out 50 cavalry, even in Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng was afraid that his precious son would bump into him.

as a father.

Can you not worry?

Can you not be angry?

He was almost pissed off!righteous.

155 The five emperors of the Central Plains chatted happily over wine and listened to the stories of the bear children! (4/4, please subscribe!)

The sudden anger of the first emperor Yingzheng made Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Shimin and Zhao Kuangyin next to him dumbfounded.

in their hearts.

As an emperor through the ages, Yingzheng should be the kind of unsmiling, emperor-like dragon who overwhelms the sky.

No matter who saw him, they couldn't bear his unique Nine Dragon Emperor prestige.

Whether you want it or not, you must grit your teeth and kneel on the ground.

Even if he raised his head, it would be disrespectful to this eternal emperor.

But now?

Ying Zheng, who is nearly 50 years old, acted like an uncle next door, saying that his parents were short-sighted and complaining about his son.

Although the tone is severe.

But anyone can hear it.

Ying Zheng expressed concern beyond words.

He really loves his son.

see this scene.

Zhu Yuanzhang's tiger eyes were a little moist.

He seemed to see himself once, with his favorite son Zhu Biao.

At that time.

Zhu Biao always made him angry.

He would always take a cane and chase his son all over the palace.

While chasing and cursing.

In the eyes of others.

Zhu Yuanzhang may be angry.

But in Zhu Yuanzhang's own heart, he understood that it was the unique father-son relationship with his son.

"Emperor Ming, what's wrong with you?"

Li Shimin noticed that something was wrong with Zhu Yuanzhang, and asked curiously.

"We..."[-]"...we miss our son."

Zhu Yuanzhang wiped away his tears with a rough voice.

Although the behavior was indecent, the true feelings revealed moved everyone present.

"Father, this old man is Zhu Yuanzhang, right?"

Ying Chang'an didn't care about Daddy's anger at all, he just stared at Zhu Yuanzhang curiously with his big black eyes.

It was an old man over sixty years old with gray beard and hair.

His thick palms covered his eyes, and his broad shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

"Yes."

Seeing that his son was unscathed, most of the anger in Ying Zheng's heart dissipated. He glanced back at Zhu Yuanzhang and sighed: "His favorite son died of illness not long ago."

"Hey, a white-haired person giving a black-haired person..."

Speaking of the end.

Ying Zheng, who was nearly fifty years old, blinked hard, and the tip of his nose felt a little sour.