Daming: Tiger Roars in the Rivers and Mountains
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Chapter 003-Returning to the Capital for Debriefing, Meeting Dog Slave's New Book on the Road, Evaluation!

The snow on the road was so thick that it was difficult for the warhorses to walk in the snow.

The Little Ice Age was currently in full swing. It snowed heavily in the winter and droughts in the summer. Regions like Shuntian Prefecture and Liaodong were already snowing not long after autumn.

The fall of the Ming Dynasty was inextricably linked to the Little Ice Age.

Along the way, Duan Hu saw countless starving people and people who had starved to death and frozen into ice sculptures by the roadside.

If Shuntian Prefecture was like this, then there was no need to mention other places far away from the emperor.

"Lord Thousand Households, what do you think the Emperor will reward us with this time?”

Duan Hu was riding on a tall black horse, followed by ten cavalrymen selected from the Faraway Fortress.

Each of them was born with a strong back and a strong waist, and their bodies carried a sharp killing intent.

Duan Hu smiled slightly and turned to look at the ten soldiers who had followed him into the capital.

"That depends on what you want.”

Xiao Gui raised his head and rubbed his chin, which did not have any stubble."Hehe, I was just wondering if the emperor could give more food to Qianmen. When the new year comes, the parents, wives and children at home will be better off!”

Duan Hu and his men took nearly half a month to cross Shanhai Pass from Liaodong to Shuntian Prefecture.

He looked at the towering Shangjing City in the distance.

Duan Hu did not speak for a long time.

Now, this city was already engulfed by power and vanity.

"Let's go into the city!"

Duan Hu waved his hand lightly and shook the reins in his hand.

Beside his saddle hung a strange-looking broadsword.

It wasn't a Mo saber, nor was it a traditional saber.

The blade was more than a meter long, square and narrow, like the earliest Zhanmadao.

The hilt was more than two meters long and completely black.

In addition, there was a rectangular shield hanging on the horse.

At this moment, Shangjing's main east gate, Yongding Gate, had just opened. A large number of people were gathered at the gate, waiting to enter the city.

More than ten horses carried Duan Hu and the others, who were emitting cold air, to the city gate. It was extremely eye-catching.

The lieutenants guarding the city gates had already noticed Duan Hu and the others from afar.

"Stop, dismount, that battalion!”

The guard held his knife with one hand and blocked the way of Duan Hu and the others.

"Liaodong, Guangning Guard's Thousand Households, Duan Hu!”

As Duan Hu spoke, he took out a token from his waist and threw it over.

The lieutenant took it and looked at it, then he was filled with respect.

"Commandant Battalion, everyone, make way for Thousand Households Duan!”

"The news of Thousand Households Duan's victory in Liaodong has already spread to the capital.”

The captain of the city guard said with a smile.

The soldiers behind Duan Hu held their heads high and puffed out their chests.

However, Duan Hu only smiled slightly.

"Thanks."

With that, he rode into the city.

However, just as he entered the city gate, he suddenly heard a voice urging him from behind.

"Move aside!"

"Move aside!"

"Good dogs don't block the way. Move aside!"

Duan Hu turned around and saw two servants riding on horses waving their horsewhips left and right behind him.

Behind them was a carriage painted with red paint. There was a small sail hanging on the carriage with the words 'King Fu' written on it.

"Get out of the way. I'm talking to you. Good dogs don't block the way!”

The two servants rode on their horses and waved the horsewhip in their hands at Duan Hu, who was blocking the city gate.

"Duan Qianhu, this is the carriage of King Fu's family.”The captain guarding the city gate whispered to Duan Hu.

King Fu Zhu Yousong.

Was it Nanming's Emperor Hong Guang?

Duan Hu narrowed his eyes.

Without his orders, Xiao Gui, who was following behind him, did not move.

Duan Hu did not say anything.

On the contrary, the two lackeys of King Fu were furious.

"Dog slave, a bunch of big-headed soldiers. Don't you know who this carriage belongs to? You think you can stop it?”

As he spoke, the attendant on the horse whipped the soldier behind Duan Hu.

"Pa!"

After a crisp sound, the entire vicinity of Yongding Gate fell silent.

Duan Hu's eyes flashed with a cold light.

A red whip mark appeared on the face of the soldier who was whipped.

"Dog slave, get out of the way! Do you still want to eat my whip?”

"Don't you know who you are? A bunch of big-headed soldiers who even dare to block the carriage of King Fu's family.”

The servant looked at Duan Hu and the others with a proud expression on his face.

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