Zhu Zhanji was originally depressed, but when he saw Zhu Di looking back at him, he couldn't help but feel energized.
Could it be that Grandpa had changed his mind?
Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Di expectantly.
Zhu Di said,"Zhan He, come with me."”
Zhu Zhanji:
Zhu Zhanhe:
It turned out that the two of them were standing together, which made Zhu Zhanji mistakenly think that Zhu Di was looking at him.
Zhu Di looked at Zhu Zhanhe from the start, not Zhu Zhanji.
"Grandfather, cousin is weak and sickly. I'll accompany you.”
Zhu Zhanji was obviously anxious.
One had to know,
If they really captured Benyashili in the following battle, then the northern expedition would be half completed.
Staying in the military camp was equivalent to brushing past military merits. If he went to the battlefield, it would be an opportunity to make contributions.
Regardless of who was by Zhu Di's side and who did nothing, it was equivalent to having military experience and receiving a routine reward when they returned.
If he killed a few more Ttar soldiers, he would be able to get closer to the generals. The Crown Prince's line lacked military power the most.
This was the best opportunity to get close to the generals and gain their recognition and support.
"That's right, grandfather. Just let cousin go.”
However, Zhu Zhanhe himself did not seem to be able to tell that this was to feed him experience and the opportunity to make contributions, so he directly rejected it.
Wasn't there still Zhu Zhanji, that silly boy, to deal with such tiring matters like fighting a war? Anyway, I don't want to go. He wants to go.
Old fox, look at that Zhu Zhanji kid. This is your favorite grandson. He really wants to accompany you to the battlefield. Quickly let him show his filial piety.
In the military camp, wouldn't it be nice to have a dozen Embroidered Uniform Guards perform a weed pulling competition for Yours Truly?
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Dream on!
Zhu Di said in a tone that could not be rejected,"There's no need for Zhanji to go.”
As soon as he finished speaking,
Zhu Di left the Dragon Tent first.
Zhu Di, who was wearing armor, walked like a dragon and tiger. His back was extremely handsome.
Zhu Zhanhe, who was stunned on the spot, wanted to cry but had no tears.
It's over. I'm about to go on a thousand-mile raid. I can't eat or sleep well. I'm exhausted!
A question mark slowly rose in Zhu Di's heart.
"A thousand-mile raid?"
"Didn't my precious grandson say that Benyashili is nearby? Why did you have to travel thousands of miles?"
However, Zhu Di definitely could not ask Zhu Zhanhe about this question personally.
Wouldn't that be equivalent to exposing that he could eavesdrop?
How would he be able to see through how many things this kid had hidden in the future?
However, it did not matter.
As long as he brought Zhu Zhanhe by his side.
Was he still afraid of not getting an answer?
As for whether Zhu Zhanhe wanted to go to the battlefield?
Anyway, whether he wants to or not, I think he does!
Zhu Di left.
He sent the Embroidered Uniform Guards to deliver the armor to Zhu Zhanhe.
"Prince, His Majesty has instructed us to protect you on the battlefield.”
The Thousand Households of the Embroidered Uniform Guards patted their chests and said.
It was as if if the Tartars wanted to bully the prince, so they had to cross over his body.
I really have to thank you.
Zhu Zhanhe said coldly.
Zhu Zhanji's eyes were red with envy.
He didn't even have a personal Embroidered Uniform Guard personally sent by Zhu Di!
In the end, under Zhu Zhanji's envious gaze, Zhu Zhanhe reluctantly changed into a new set of armor.
The rest of the generals also found it strange.
Since the heir of the Han King was so timid and had no ideas, why did the Emperor still bring him along?
Wasn't he afraid of being a burden?
I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out!
Zhu Zhanhe probably dilly-dallied to put on his armor. By the time he rode his horse to Zhu Di, the rest of the people were already prepared.
"Grandpa, wait for me. I want to go too!”
Zhu Zhanji's voice came from afar.
Zhu Zhanhe turned his head and looked.
Yo,
He hadn't expected Zhu Zhanji to have changed into a new set of armor and was riding a warhorse that he had found somewhere.
"Let's go!"
Zhu Di frowned slightly but ignored Zhu Zhanji.
Aiya, this was his real grandson. He knew that the battlefield was dangerous, so he couldn't bear to let Zhu Zhanji take risks.
Only a poor little flower like me, who my grandfather doesn't love, would go to the battlefield to fight…Fortunately, the people in Benyashili are just a bunch of drowning dogs, so there won't be any danger this time.
Zhu Di's face darkened.
This is clearly a chance for you to make a contribution, okay?
How did it become unwilling to let Zhu Zhanji take the risk?
Also, how did Benyashili become a drowning dog?
How was this possible?
These descendants of the Gold Family still remember the glory of Genghis Khan and are not convinced by my Ming Dynasty.
He and Arutai have differences, I believe it.
What if he was a drowning dog? I don't believe it.
At this time, if the old man abandoned all the supplies, he should be able to capture Ben Yashili.
A voice sounded from the bottom of his heart again.
Zhu Di was unmoved.
Apart from food, there were also offensive and defensive equipment.
If Benyashili has combat power or even an ambush, these supplies will be our barrier.
Therefore, they could not lose their supplies.
"Let's go!"
The army set off in a grandiose manner.
According to the confession of the Tartar soldiers, Zhu Di divided the scouts into nine groups and ordered them to scout in three directions.
Other than the scouts, the front line of the army was the cavalry led by Zhu Di.
The supplies and infantry followed closely behind.
Zhu Zhanhe rode a horse beside Zhu Di with a look of despair.
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