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

Ying Zheng grabbed it and read it quickly.

The first line of words made him dizzy.

Dead copybook!

Handwriting is the one he is most familiar with.

This is a handwritten letter written by his precious son Ying Chang'an!

Yingzheng's spine suddenly felt cold, and he hurriedly looked down.

The more you look at it, the more frightened you become, and the more you look, the more frightened you become.

At last.

His big hands trembled involuntarily.

inside the tent.

Everyone frowned.

Ying Zheng, who was the emperor of all ages, lost his composure in front of so many people.

This is something that has never happened before.

"Nizi, does he want to piss me off!"

Ying Zheng finally broke out, his roar was like a dragon singing to the heavens, it was heartbreaking.

"What's up with him?"

At this moment, Wu Meiniang, who had always had a cold attitude, came to Ying Zheng anxiously, regardless of her own image.

Yao Mei'er and Shangguan Wan'er also stepped forward.

The anxious look on his face was no less than that of Wu Meiniang.

"Look for yourself and see what your good husband-in-law has done."

Ying Zheng was trembling with anger, without wanting to say a word, he handed the paper to Wu Meiniang.

Wu Meiniang read it quickly.

His face was extremely cold.

"He! How could he do this?"

Wu Meiniang bit her red lips lightly, she was also very angry, she had the posture of a daughter, without the majesty of an empress at all.

This is her husband's victory over Chang'an.

Change to another person.

It is estimated that it has already been dismembered by five horses.

The emperors present also gathered around and circulated it to each other, and they already knew what was going on.

"That is to say, he has already entered the battlefield? And he is already ready to die on the battlefield?"

Zhao Kuangyin frowned into a knot.

No wonder Ying Zheng and Wu Meiniang lost their composure.

Winning Chang'an is their sweetheart.

In case something goes wrong.

What to worry about is not this war, but the lives of Ying Zheng and Wu Meiniang.

Ying Chang'an is Ying Zheng's most precious son, and also Wu Meiniang's most beloved husband-in-law.

If he is dead.

Ying Zheng and Wu Meiniang, including Shangguan Wan'er and Yao Mei'er, were about to hit the south wall immediately.

"What courage, what courage!"

Holding the dead copybook, Zhu Yuanzhang read it over and over again, and couldn't help praising it.

"China is about to fall, Shenzhou sinks, and now the barbarian empire leads tens of thousands of cavalry to flatten the Central Plains.

The world is in chaos, and there is no place for us to rest in peace.The Turkic tyranny and the Xiongnu were rampant, destroying my homeland, slaughtering my clan relatives, and killing my people.

Prince Daqin wins Chang'an's death-worship copybook, and respectfully invites the powerful Chinese to enter the battlefield!May those who follow me enter the storytelling building after the war and enter the fairyland, and I wish to lead the entire Chinese family to ascend!

But from now on, I should advise you with four words.

The wind rises, fight to the death! "

Between the lines reveals a toughness that would rather die than surrender.

Zhu Yuanzhang likes this kind of person the most.

Especially the last four words.

The wind rises, fight to the death!

Even Zhu Yuanzhang, who is used to seeing big scenes, was a little excited.

"Hmph! It's not your son, of course you don't feel bad."

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang unhappily.

He couldn't bear a little injury to his precious son.

That's literally gouging out his own flesh and blood!

"Cough cough~"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled awkwardly, and said: "You don't have to be so anxious, we came out early, even if that kid goes to the battlefield, the time must be behind us."

As soon as this word comes out.

The emperors took it very seriously.

They have been traveling for many days.

Even if you win Chang'an, you want to go to the battlefield.

He certainly won't be that fast either.

Ying Zheng and Wu Meiniang also secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Concern is chaos.

They didn't think about this layer.

Older gingers are more spicy.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's rare years, his mood is still much calmer.

Of course.

The point is not his son.

The clearness of bystanders is also a factor.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!"

Before everyone could relax, Han Xin came in a hurry, making everyone's nerves tense again.

"what happened?"

Ying Zheng was so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

Don't be his news!

Bunny!

You can stop causing trouble for me!

He cursed inwardly.

Han Xin said: "Thousands of miles away, a great war has broken out!"

"What did you say?"

Li Shimin was the first to react and asked, "Who is fighting with whom?"

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He is leading the masters of the rivers and lakes to stop the invasion of the barbarian empire on the battlefield."

"The war has been going on all day and night."

Han Xin's words were like a heavy bomb, which instantly dealt a devastating blow to everyone's spirit.

Ying Zheng's body shook slightly, and he almost couldn't bear it.

The bastard!

He really went!

Without saying a word, Wu Meiniang turned around and left the Chinese army tent.

Yao Meier and Shangguan Waner followed closely behind.

You don't have to guess, you know what they are going to do.

as predicted.

In the blink of an eye.

The sound of thousands of troops and horses coming out from outside the tent sounded.

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"Your Majesty, we have to set off as soon as possible."

Han Xin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

For Ying Zheng, Ying Chang'an is his precious son.

For Wu Meiniang, Win Chang'an is her beloved husband.

For Han Xin, winning Chang'an is his fate!

He will never tolerate any accidents in Chang'an.

Too many people live for that bear child.

"Han Xin, all the soldiers and horses will be dispatched by you. I only have one request, to arrive at the battlefield as quickly as possible, and we must protect him."

Ying Zheng was almost driven crazy by his precious son.

"The last will obey!"

Han Xin nodded, and left the Chinese army tent like a gust of wind.

Ying Zheng seemed to have fought a big battle, he had no strength in his body, and sat heavily on the throne.

The other emperors were silent.

"It seems that it is not easy to have such a son."

Zhu Yuanzhang still thought about joking.

Liu Bei, Cao Cao, Zhao Kuangyin and others would also smile heartily.

This brat is really annoying.

Be his father.

At least ten years of life must be lost!

……

Dawn is coming.

A red sun slowly rises from the east.

Desert battlefield.

At this moment, it has become a real purgatory on earth.

thousands of miles.

The vast desert steppe.