I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Zhu Di chuckled, patted Zhu Quan on the shoulder and stopped talking.

A little scare and scare, a warning will do.

If he really scared the seventeenth brother to death, then his black history would be added to.

The three of them stood in place and waited for a while. After the civil and military officials, representatives of various feudal lords, and envoys followed up, Zhu Di calmed down, waved his hand, and was the first to walk to the military training ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The welcoming salutes were still ringing off one after another.

Listening to the deafening rumbling sound, Zhu Di's blood and heart also slowly became hot.

The others stayed under the counting platform, and Zhu Di stepped onto the counting platform with several important figures.

Looking at the huge army formation in front of him, the pride in Zhu Di's heart was born in vain.

This is my army, and this is my sword to conquer the world.

Under the fanatical gaze of all the soldiers, Zhu Di slowly raised his hand, clenched his fist and hammered his chest, looked at all the soldiers, and said loudly:

"The Ming army is mighty!"

Chapter 86: Zhu Gaoxu's little tsundere.

The soldiers of the whole army held bows and swords, and watched Zhu Di respond loudly.

"The general is mighty!"

The blood on Zhu Di's body slowly boiled, and he responded loudly.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

The whole army shouted loudly.

"The emperor is mighty!"

Zhu Di's expression was serious, and his tone of voice remained the same, but his majesty was slightly more majestic.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

The soldiers of the whole army exploded instantly like ignited gunpowder.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Shouting long live three times, the momentum of the whole army reached its peak.

Two of these three legions are the troops that ascended to the throne of Zhu Di, who was guarded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Morale was aroused, that blood, that evil spirit, that fierce power.

People who have never been on the battlefield were directly shocked.

The vassal kings who came and the representatives of the vassal kings couldn't help but look at Zhu Di who didn't change his face when facing the three armies.

Among them, our King Ning Zhu Quan is the most prosperous.

Looking at Zhu Di's back, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

If only he had been more courageous.

If he had been more courageous back then.

The one standing in that position and inspecting the three armies should be himself.

Alas, one misstep will cause eternal hatred.

One cannot be too hesitant to be a human being. If one wrong step is made, one will miss everything.

The current king of Ning, Zhu Quan, is so green with regret that he can't wait to slap himself a few times.

Now if God gave him another chance, even if Zhu Di said that he broke the sky, he would never borrow Zhu Di who was a soldier.

Even more ruthless, just leave Zhu Di behind, and then send troops to Jinling to overthrow Zhu Yunqi, then now he should have put on the dragon robe and accept the worship of the people.

The more I thought about it, the more I regretted it, and finally let out a long sigh, and slowly closed my eyes.

He didn't want to watch Zhu Di's pretense.

Out of sight, out of mind, instead of feeling awkward when looking at it, it is better to close your eyes and make up for it.

"Where will the three battalion masters be?"

Zhu Di let out a low drink.

Zhu Zhangui, Zhu Gaoxu, and Zhang Fu stepped forward to salute on one knee.

"The end is here!"

Looking down at the three people in front of him, Zhu Di took out a command flag and threw it at Zhu Gaoxu.

"Look at the Three Thousand Battalion first!"

"Order!"

Zhu Gaoxu glanced at Zhu Zhangui next to him, smiled slightly, picked up the command flag, and waved the command flag towards the [-] Battalion.

"Bang the drum!"

Zhu Gaoxu waved the command flag in his hand, and the drummer who had already been on standby vigorously beat the war drum in front of him.

"dong dong dong dong dong dong..."

As the drums sounded, a rider held the banner of the [-] Battalion and rushed towards the [-] Battalion that was already on standby.

"kill!"

When the order arrived, the general of the [-] battalion leading the team ordered an attack with a spear in his hand.

"Boom... boom..."

With the sound of hooves like thunder, ten thousand cavalrymen raised their long soldiers and charged towards the imaginary target.

"kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the soldiers were like a tide.

Tens of thousands of cavalry rushed past, as if a small earthquake had occurred, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Hearing the rumbling shouts of killing in his ears, he watched the cavalry charging in ever-changing formations.

Zhu Zhangui couldn't help feeling in his heart.

In the era of cold weapons, cavalry is the king on the battlefield, the real meat grinder.

Modern people think that tank charging is a torrent of steel, and the ancient cavalry charging momentum is at most like this.

But when he really faced the torrent of cavalry charging, Zhu Zhangui discovered that facing the tide-like charge and the cold forest of swords and guns is the real despair.

There are also gaps in the dense tank charge, and if you are lucky, you can escape.

But in the face of such a group of cavalry charging, there is no hope of escape at all. Being trampled into meat by the opponent's horseshoes is the only result.

The feeling of thousands of galloping horses coming towards you is really not something ordinary people can withstand.

It's no wonder why infantry can easily collapse when faced with a cavalry charge.

It's not that they don't have the power to fight, but that when the cavalry charged, the force and pressure could easily collapse the unsteady people.

Once someone can't hold on, they can't stand the coercion of the cavalry charge and retreat or turn around and run away.

The consequence is that the enemy cavalry seizes the weak point and hits the surface, causing the overall collapse.

This is why the first row of the ancient military array requires all brave men from the three armies.

The brave men of the three armies, who dare to fight without fear of death, are the strongest shields in the entire army.

They have a firm mind and are not afraid of death.

No matter how fierce and powerful the enemy's charge is, it is nothing to them.

Their bodies will be like a rock, firmly blocking the front of the entire army, withstood the strongest impact of the enemy's initial stage.

Gain time and opportunity for the final victory.

Charging, cross-dividing the enemy's formation, cavalry shooting and throwing, the cavalry soldiers of the [-] battalion constantly demonstrated various formations and formations, and almost played out all kinds of cavalry tactics.

"good!"

After the demonstration of the Three Thousand Battalion was completed, the old man gave a fair evaluation.

As an emperor on horseback, Zhu Di's vision is very high.

Although the [-] Battalion is an old army brought out by the old man, the veterans have gradually withdrawn from the battlefield over the past ten years.

To be honest, in Zhu Di's eyes, the newly joined soldiers are still a little worse than those veteran soldiers.

So he gave an okay rating.

For this evaluation, Zhu Gaoxu is already very satisfied.

For so many years, there are not many troops that the old man can praise. To get a fair evaluation already means that the [-] battalions he trained have surpassed most of the cavalry troops.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise!"

Zhu Gaoxu took a step forward, thanked Zhu Zhangui on behalf of the soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion, then looked back at Zhu Zhangui, and stood behind the old man with a smile on his face, ready to see Zhu Zhangui's jokes.

He didn't believe it anymore, just with the people in Shenji Battalion, he could surpass his [-] Battalion in terms of military exercises.

Even including Zhang Fu's Fifth Army Battalion, Zhu Gaoxu didn't take it to heart.

Today's reward, he won three thousand battalions.

Noticing Zhu Gaoxu's expression, Zhu Zhangui smiled back faintly.

Hmph, when you go back to the battlefield, don't cry and let my cannon support you.

"Fifth Barracks!"

When the soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion returned to the formation, Zhu Di took out another command flag and threw it at Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu took a step forward and clasped his fists to accept the order, turned around and waved the flag, and the stopped beating drum sounded again.

"dong dong dong dong..."

With the sound of beating drums, the soldiers of the Fifth Army Battalion slowly drove into the central martial arts arena, and began various changes in the military formation.

The Fifth Army Battalion is not as fierce as the Three Thousand Battalion, and the overall impression is one word, stable.

Steady as Mount Tai.

Various offensive and defensive formations are constantly changing, fully reflecting the momentum of defending like a rock and attacking like a tiger.

As the commander-in-chief, Zhang Fu, the command flag in his hand was constantly changing.

Every time the command flag in his hand changes, the soldiers below will quickly change into a corresponding formation.

The cooperation between the two is very tacit.

Zhu Zhangui, who didn't know much about the ancient military formation, took it very seriously.

This is a rare learning opportunity, but Zhu Zhangui will not let it go.

Again.

As a monarch, he doesn't need to be as proficient in war as a famous general, but he still needs to understand what he should understand.

The rehearsal of the Fifth Army Battalion was very time-consuming, and the rehearsal of various military formations did not end until noon.

"Hahaha...Wen Bi, you have obtained the true biography of your old man, and we all feel inferior!"

After watching the rehearsal of the Fifth Army Battalion, Zhu Di laughed and praised Zhang Fu.

"Your Majesty, this is just superficial compared to you, Your Majesty."

"it is good!"

Zhu Di pointed to Zhang Fu, shook his head helplessly, and gave a good evaluation.

After Zhang Fu returned to work, Zhu Di looked at Zhu Zhangui.

"Little brat, it's your turn!"