Hearing his confident words, King Zhao patted his shoulder in satisfaction.
"Isn't that right? It's a war, who hasn't lost before? With your Third Uncle and your Imperial Grandfather here, it's not a problem for us to hold on until you reach the Foundation Establishment stage.”
"So, it doesn't matter whether we win or lose this battle. The important thing is you.”
King Zhao said earnestly.
It was no exaggeration to say that Zhu Zhan Xin was the future of his Ming Dynasty.
"Fifth Brother, since Third Uncle has said so, just agree. In any case, it doesn't hinder you. Moreover, Mother is still waiting for you to go back.”
Zhu Zhanji advised.
On this point, he and the King of Zhao had the same opinion. So what if it was the Three Thousand Battalion?
Seeing this, Zhu Zhan Xin did not say anything more. However, there was one thing he did not agree with, and that was how could he lose this battle.
Putting everything else aside, as long as they fought steadily and relied on the Great Wall to defend, there was no way they would fail with the cannons.
He knew better than anyone else the power of this cannon.
Seeing that Zhu Zhan Xin had agreed, the King of Zhao did not say anything more.
A few days later, Zhu Zhan Xin was still in the city. Other than the occasional patrol, the King of Zhao would stay here.
During this time, he seemed to have heard news of Wala attacking the city.
However, King Zhao did not care at all. It was just some meaningless harassment. Not only was he not worried, but he was also relieved.
If they really did not move, he would be worried that Wala had some kind of scheme.
In the room.
Zhu Zhanyan looked up with lifeless eyes. His eyes had long lost their original spirit.
Don't misunderstand, he was just bored. He thought that there would be a vigorous war at the border.
Who would have thought that they would be hiding inside the city wall all day? To those soldiers, this was the best situation.
No one was willing to fight with those Walas on the prairie.
However, it was too boring for him.
"I say, let's go back, big brother.”
Suddenly, Zhu Zhanji turned around and looked at him in surprise.
"Fifth brother, what are you saying?"
"I said it was so boring. I might as well go back to the capital.”
Zhu Zhanxin pursed his lips.
"I say, Fifth Brother, you can't do this. We're in the army. How can we just go back like that? Wouldn't we be deserters?”
Zhu Zhanji was a little anxious. He absolutely did not dare to let Zhu Zhanxin go back. Who knew what the situation in the capital was like now?
Hearing this, Zhu Zhan Xin fell silent.
He also knew that this was unrealistic. As the imperial grandson, if he left during the battle between the two armies, it would be a disgrace to the Zhu Clan.
When he returned, Zhang shi would not let him off either.
Although Zhang shi was very fond of him, it was related to the reputation of the royal family. She would not ignore it.
"I say, big brother, how much longer will this battle last?”
"Hmm, it could be a few months at the shortest, or half a year at the longest. The current situation is still advantageous to us. As long as we drag this out, the Wala army will be unable to hold on and retreat sooner or later.”
Zhu Zhanji said.
"So long."
Zhu Zhanxin sighed.
"Long?"
Zhu Zhanji looked at him strangely. How long was this?
When he first followed Zhu Di on the expedition, it was a long time. Each expedition would start from a year, and most of the time was spent on the grasslands.
How could it be as comfortable as now? This time, Zhu Zhan Xin came along, and he could be considered to have taken advantage of Zhu Zhan Xin. Otherwise, he might still be guarding some wall now.
On this side, Zhu Zhan was bored, so he laid down and took out the military soul array disk.
Zhu Zhanji heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was no longer asking.
On the other side, Zhu Zhan Xin was playing with the army spirit array plate in his hand when he suddenly thought of something.
Could this army spirit disk array be given to ordinary people?
Logically speaking, this magic treasure could only be used by cultivators. After all, this thing required spiritual energy to operate.
However, its function was to gather the essence, qi, and spirit of the person who guided it. In other words, it only needed to be controlled by the person who held the array disc.
As for the person who was guiding it, it shouldn't be a problem if he didn't have any cultivation. At most, the power of the army spirit condensed would be small.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible.
He quickly flipped through the introduction of the army spirit formation plate and realized that it didn't say that the person drawing it had to be a cultivator.
True, this was not meant for mortals to use. This was a Dharma treasure. Who would be stupid enough to give it to mortals?
No matter how many mortals you have, you can't even compare to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
However, he didn't mind Zhu Zhan Xin. He didn't have any enemies, so he didn't need to be that strong.
Coincidentally, he thought of the 3,000 battalions that the King of Zhao had arranged for him.
"Big brother, I have an idea. Do you want to try it?”
He looked at Zhu Zhanji and smiled.
Zhu Zhanji was stunned, wondering what he was up to this time.
"Sigh, just say it. As long as you don't want to go back or go outside, it's fine.”
Zhu Zhanji felt helpless.
He chuckled and voiced his thoughts.
"Fifth brother, is what you said true?”
Zhu Zhanji's expression immediately turned grave when he heard Zhu Zhanxin's thoughts.
Of course, he was concerned about the magic treasure.
"There should be no problem, but I still have to try.”
"Mm, that's fine. However, there are many people in the army. If you want to experiment, you have to find a more remote place.”
Zhu Zhanji thought for a moment.
He was also a little interested in it. After all, he was quite bored.
"Can't we just find a random venue?”
Zhu Zhanji shook his head.
Although, as long as Zhu Zhan Xin didn't make a move, no one would guess that, but what if? Zhu Zhan Xin's ability to protect himself wasn't enough yet.
It would be troublesome if he was targeted by someone with ulterior motives.
"Go and ask Third Uncle. He should have a way.”
After thinking for a long time, Zhu Zhanji couldn't think of a safe place, so he simply threw this question to the King of Zhao.
Didn't you want to court him? Come on, I'll leave this matter to you.
Zhu Zhan Xin nodded, feeling that it made sense.
After all, the 3,000 Battalion had been arranged by the King of Zhao. They were only responsible for his safety and would not listen to his orders.
"Nephew Zhan Lin, your third uncle is here.”
At this moment, the familiar voice of the King of Zhao came from outside the door.
"Third Uncle, you came at the right time. I have something to discuss with you.”
King Zhao carried two wild geese and heard these words the moment he entered.
"Nephew Zhan Xin, tell Third Uncle what happened.”
As he spoke, he handed the two wild geese to Zhu Zhanji.
Zhu Zhanji looked at the wild goose in his hand and was speechless. The King of Zhao had not been idle these days, and he had been thinking of ways to make food for Zhu Zhanji all day.
He was afraid that Zhu Zhanxin did not eat well, so this time, two wild geese came.
In the past, when he fought with the old man, he did not receive such treatment. He ate whatever the soldiers ate, and the most he ate was military rations.
Just thinking about it made him jealous.
Well, no matter what, he had to eat more this time to make up for what he had before!
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