Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 1063: Please ask your majesty to return to Beijing to recuperate

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard that Mr. Hu was talking about serious matters, the cheerful expression on his face immediately disappeared.

He strode to the side of Master Hu and also looked down at the map.

"No matter how many times I see this map, I always feel my scalp tingling."

"Damn, how did they come up with this? Why is it so detailed?"

"By the way, Weiyong, according to what you said before, a small square on it represents a distance of two miles, right?"

Mr. Hu nodded and pointed to the scale marked on the side and said, "Yes, that's right, isn't it marked here on the map?"

"The distance you measure here with a ruler can be converted to the actual distance using this scale."

"Of course, because this map is not made by us, it is more or less different from the actual situation."

"I've been flying drones more these past two days to confirm the accuracy of this map."

"The most important thing is to determine the location of the enemy's main force, and then track down the location of the enemy's royal court!"

"However, there is something I need to discuss with you first. In other words, you need to tell me the truth. How far do you plan to go in this expedition?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Master Hu deeply.

He knew what Mr. Hu meant.

In fact, it is asking whether we should slaughter everyone along the way.

That’s right, it’s a massacre!

fight!

It's just a big war between countries, there's no such thing as benevolence, righteousness, and morality.

It's just a question of how cruelly to kill.

This is what Mr. Hu asked!

It’s not a question of whether to kill or not!

Modern morality is not applicable in many aspects and at many times in this era.

Zhu Yuanzhang also had an idea in mind, but he was a little hesitant.

Killing them would of course put an end to all the problems, but when he was emperor, he had no shortage of dead souls under his command. If hundreds of thousands more were to be killed now, would he still be able to keep his reputation?

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Master Hu: "Weiyong, what do you think?"

"I won't hide it from you. We know that we have to kill those who need to be killed, but we are somewhat concerned about our reputation!"

Master Hu raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "It's normal for you to have such concerns!"

"However, if you don't want to bear this reputation, there is a way."

"Turn back now, I'll be the commander-in-chief of the army!"

"With my skills and prestige, I'm not afraid of not being able to take over this business!"

"I, Hu Weiyong, have cheated and stabbed many people in my early years, but I haven't killed many people!"

"Now that I have made up for it, I can consider it as paying off the old debt!"

After these words were spoken, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Master Hu as if he were a lunatic!

I really didn't expect that Mr. Hu would give such an answer.

You know what, when he heard this, he really hesitated.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang repeatedly said in front of Mr. Hu that he did not care about his reputation.

But actually?

How could he not care?

In other words, now that his contribution to the founding of the country has been confirmed, and his reputation as a tyrant and bloodthirsty person has become so obvious, he really feels a little ashamed to be called a "man-butcher" because of this expedition.

To be frank, although the reputation is bad, the previous situation seemed to be okay after the merits and demerits offset each other. But if the word "human killer" is added, then there is no hope at all.

Master Hu looked at the silent Zhu Yuanzhang and nodded silently in his heart.

Well, that's the limitation of knowledge.

Or the limitations of the times.

Although Mr. Hu is not a bloodthirsty or anti-human person, he has more or less seen how cruel a real war is through movies, pictures and texts.

Take the 30 million Chinese people who were slaughtered by the Japanese pirates. If you write it down, it may just be a string of numbers, but if you look at the records carefully, you will know that it is all a blood feud between nations.

Aren’t the concentration camps of the European moustaches the national revenge of the Aryans against the squid tentacles?

It can be said that only through war and massacre can the superiority and inferiority of ethnic groups be completely determined, and one side overwhelmingly surpasses the other, will there be a basis for ethnic integration and coexistence.

Otherwise, all ethnic policies are nonsense and will only breed ungrateful people.

It is precisely because of this that Master Hu had actually made up his mind from the very beginning to kill a lot of people in this expedition.

How can you be the ruler of China in the future if you don't wipe out 90% of the barbarians surrounding the Ming Dynasty?

In fact, Master Hu had secretly thought that if he kept these barbarians, the Ming Dynasty might suffer from foreign invasions, internal and external troubles in the future.

At that time, for the Chinese nation that is focusing on development, it may be a good opportunity to "support China"!

But after thinking it over, Mr. Hu gave up.

Why is it so?

Why do the people suffer?

Why let them suffer such a disaster?

They are all Han people. Why should we separate them from their wives and children and destroy their families?

If one really has to wait for such an opportunity to "support China", then Mr. Hu would rather not do it.

This is not being pretentious. I am just an orthodox Chinese son or daughter who has a natural empathy for this suffering nation and the people who have endured silently for thousands of years!

Even if one day, Mr. Hu's Huaxia Kingdom really takes a fancy to the Ming Dynasty's homeland and wants to "support China".

It was not a war to steal the country by taking advantage of the situation, but the arrival of a royal army, the crushing of the original production system by advanced productive forces and advanced production relations.

Only in this way can we win the hearts of the people and truly live up to the deeply rooted red bloodline of our previous life.

Thinking of this, Mr. Hu didn't wait for Zhu Yuanzhang to answer, but just waved his hand.

"Your Majesty, since you are ill, please return to the capital to recuperate!"

"You should immediately return to the capital with 5,000 men as your guards, and this expedition will be led by your minister, the Great Ming Sea King and the Chinese King Hu Weiyong!"

"During this expedition, I will definitely sweep across the northern desert with all my might and completely stabilize the northern border of the Ming Dynasty!"

"To ensure that the sun and the moon shine, the Ming Dynasty will last forever!"

Mr. Hu knelt on one knee and asked for orders directly.

His face was full of solemnity.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Master Hu who bowed his head and clasped his fists, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

That's really well said.

It's so good that it doesn't even sound like something that could come from Master Hu's mouth.

But Zhu Yuanzhang knew that what Mr. Hu said was sincere.

Not only that, Mr. Hu is the only one who can do what he says.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Master Hu for a long time, so long that Master Hu's knees began to ache. Then Zhu Yuanzhang said in a low voice.

"Weiyong, please help me with everything!"

When Mr. Hu heard this, he raised the corner of his mouth and bowed again.

"Don't worry, minister, I'm very good at killing people!"