Ming Dynasty: A hundred-year-old immortal cultivator, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

"Then what's the good idea, Prince?"

"Japan!"

"Japan?"

Yao Guangxiao looked at Li Fangyuan in confusion.

"That's right!"

"I am going to propose to my father that we unite with Japan to fight against the Ming Dynasty together."

Yao Guangxiao shook his head and said, "Prince, how much help do you think the Japanese can bring to you?"

"They are now caught up in a civil war, with the North and the South confronting each other. They can't even take care of themselves, so how can they have time to help us?"

"Besides, what if the king can't stand the pressure and agrees to the Ming Dynasty's demands?"

Li Fangyuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "Then I will advise my father not to agree."

"Prince, why do you think the king will listen to you?"

"In other words, does he listen to you or the prince?"

Lee Bang-won frowned when he heard this, he knew very well that his position in his father's heart was definitely not as high as that of Crown Prince Lee Bang-suk.

He is not even as good as his second brother Li Fangguo!

Seeing Li Fangyuan's expression, Yao Guangxiao's eyes flashed with a smile.

"Prince! Lord Jing'an!"

"Among all your brothers, who can compare to you?"

"In terms of talent and ability, you are undoubtedly the best, but why doesn't he make you his heir?"

"But you want to make your eighth brother the emperor? Although I have only been here for a short time, even someone like me can see it. Can't the king see it?"

"How could I not see who the king is?"

"But he made your brother the crown prince without hesitation. This is unfair!"

"Yao Guangxiao!"

"Are you trying to sow discord between us, father and son?"

Li Fangyuan glared at Yao Guangxiao.

However, Yao Guangxiao had long seen through Lee Bang-won's ambition. The reason he did not dare to reveal it was that he had not made up his mind yet.

Someone needs to help him break through that layer of window paper.

"Prince, there is a saying in the Central Plains that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring."

"Prince, you took me in and gave me a place to stay. Otherwise, I would have died out there."

"You have been kind to me, and I cannot bear to see you suffer such injustice. You are the best among all the princes."

"I don't care what happens to me as a stray dog, but I don't want my benefactor to live in depression all his life."

"Although I, Yao Guangxiao, am not a good person, I also know what it means to repay a favor."

"If you find what I said unpleasant to your ears, Prince, just kill me with a knife."

"You saved my life anyway."

After hearing Yao Guangxiao's words and seeing his sincere feelings, Li Fangyuan sighed deeply.

"Sir, nothing in the world is perfect."

"No! Prince, man can conquer nature."

Li Fangyuan looked at him in confusion and asked, "What do you mean, sir?"

"Prince, have you heard of Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin?"

“Who doesn’t know this?”

"That's the famous emperor of all time in your Central Plains."

"Now that you've heard of it, you should know about his deeds, right?"

"Of course. He made great contributions to the establishment of the Tang Dynasty. He is the most..."

As he was speaking, Li Fangyuan suddenly reacted and looked at Yao Guangxiao in astonishment.

"Yao Guangxiao, you are so bold!"

"Do you want me to be doomed?"

"Prince, don't you realize that you look a lot like Emperor Taizong of Tang?"

"You are both civil and military talents. You have made great contributions to the king's ascension to the throne and the founding of the country."

"He even personally eliminated Zheng Mengzhou, the king's lifelong enemy!"

"Which other prince can compare to you?"

"It can be said that without you, there would be no king today. The one who should be the crown prince is you, not the current crown prince."

"If the Crown Prince takes the throne, do you think he will let you, the highly respected Lord Jing'an, go?"

"can you?"

"I dare say that the first thing he would do after he succeeds to the throne is to find a way to get rid of you, the highly respected Jing'an Jun. If it were me, I would do the same. Only in this way can I sleep peacefully in the future."

When Li Fangyuan heard this, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he said, "Then I can just let him trust me and tell him that I have no intention of resisting."

Yao Guangxiao smiled when he heard this: "Prince, even if you really have no intention of resisting, will you believe it as a person?"

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. You do not have the heart to rebel, but you have the ability to rebel. This is your sin."

"They will do everything they can to put you to death. Your contributions are so great that they cannot rest assured."

"This is called being more meritorious than your master!"

"Even if it were you, would you allow someone like you to exist?"

"Just move your fingers and there will be a big earthquake. If you don't do it, you will be the one to die."

Hearing this, Li Fangyuan's already restless heart became even more agitated.

He seemed to have found an excuse, an excuse that could soothe his heart.

There was a flash of excitement in his eyes!
"Sir, can you save me?"

Li Fangyuan looked like he was humbly seeking advice.

"Prince, if you want to save yourself, the only way is to mutiny!"

"Sir, tell me in detail!"

"us……"

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Liaodong!

At this time, the Jurchens were losing ground without the command of Mengge and Yao Guangxiao.

They were beaten and fled in panic by the Ming army, suffering continuous losses in troops, which originally numbered over 100,000.

Now there are less than 30,000 left, and morale is low.

Inside the central military tent!

There was a gloomy and depressing atmosphere.

If the Ming army attacks again, they will be completely wiped out.

They had just escaped the Ming army's pursuit and blockade and finally found a place to stop and rest.

Today they face problems such as low morale and food shortages.

Everyone's mood hit rock bottom.

"What should we do now?"

"If this continues, I'm afraid we will be completely wiped out."

A general broke the silence.

"Ugh!"

"Otherwise, let's disband right here!"

"What did you say?"

"Disband?"

"Are you speaking human language?"

"Then what else can we do?"

"Disband. Change into civilian clothes and maybe you can survive."

"Leave a way for our soldiers to survive. If this continues, we will all become victims of the Ming army."

"Are you going to take tens of thousands of soldiers to die?"

"you……"

"All right!"

"It's already this time, why are you still arguing?"

"Can quarreling solve the problem?"

Everyone fell silent.

"So what should we do now?" "If we continue like this, we will really be wiped out."

"How about surrender?"

After he said this, everyone looked at him in surprise.

"You might as well disband right here if you say that!"

"Bastard thing!"

"Surrender, is this what a man should do?"

"Then do you have a better idea?"

"If not, you can only disband where you are, or surrender."

Just as they were arguing, there was a burst of noise outside.

"What's going on outside?"

"Somebody come!"

At this time, a guard ran in in a panic.

"Great Khan, generals, the Ming army is coming."

"what?"

Everyone was shocked and ran out to see what was happening.

The entire camp fell into chaos. The Ming army launched a massive attack, catching them off guard.

Many Zhen soldiers were beheaded.

"Bastard thing!"

"Kill me!"

"Even if I die, I will drag them down with me."

The generals were immediately furious and ordered a fight to the death with the Ming army.

Just as the Jurchens were in panic, Zhu Yunhuan, wearing silver armor and holding a spear, stood in front of the battle formation like an unshakable mountain.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he scanned the chaotic battlefield, but his mind was clear.

"Pass the order down, all troops must maintain their formation and not panic."

Lan Yu's voice was calm and firm, like an invisible force that stabilized the morale of the army.

The Jurchen camp was in chaos at this moment, with soldiers fleeing in all directions, trying to avoid the Ming army's attack.

Zhu Yunhuan, holding a spear, took the lead and rushed into the Jurchen position.

"kill!"

Zhu Yunhuan shouted loudly, swung his spear, and was invincible.

His movements were swift and powerful, and each shot accurately hit the Jurchens' vital points.

His figure shuttled across the battlefield like a silver lightning, and wherever he passed, the Jurchens fell one after another.

Seeing this, the morale of the Ming army soldiers was greatly boosted.

They followed Zhu Yunhuan's example and fought bravely against the enemy.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with flashes of swords and shadows, and the sound of killing was loud.

The Jurchens' resistance seemed increasingly weak under the fierce attack of the Ming army.

However, at this moment, a powerful Jurchen cavalry suddenly rushed out from the side, trying to break through the Ming army's formation.

This cavalry force was large in number and well-equipped, and was obviously the elite force of the Jurchens.

It was an elite cavalry of the Jurchens, known for its powerful impact and tenacious fighting ability.

Their appearance undoubtedly brought some threats to the Ming army.

"Who dares to fight with me?"

"I am willing to follow Your Highness!"

"Good! They are all good men of the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Yunhuan's voice penetrated the noise of the battlefield and landed firmly in the hearts of every Ming army soldier.

They all grasped their weapons tightly, their eyes determined, ready to face this life-and-death battle.

The Jurchen cavalry rushed over like a storm; the sound of horse hooves, the collision of weapons, and war shouts intertwined together, forming a heart-pounding murderous aura.

However, Zhu Yunhuan stood still like a rock, his spear shining coldly in the sun, as if foreshadowing the coming victory.

"kill!"

Zhu Yunhuan shouted loudly and rushed into the Jurchen cavalry formation first.

His spear swung like lightning, and every strike accurately landed on the vital points of the Jurchen cavalry.

His figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost. Wherever he passed, the Jurchen cavalry fell one after another, and no one survived.

Seeing this, the morale of the Ming army soldiers became even higher.

They followed Zhu Yunhuan's example, fought bravely and engaged in a desperate battle with the Jurchen cavalry.

On the battlefield, there were flashes of swords, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and cries of killing shaking the sky. It was an extremely cruel scene.

However, the Jurchen cavalry was not an easy enemy to deal with.

They were tenacious in fighting and maintained a strong impact even under the fierce attack of the Ming army.

For a while, the battlefield fell into a stalemate, with both sides fighting back and forth and it was difficult to determine the winner.

Seeing this, Zhu Yunhuan took a spear and led the charge into the Jurchen cavalry's formation.

His figure on the battlefield was like a silver lightning, invincible.

Every swing of his spear could take the life of a Jurchen cavalryman.

His bravery and fearlessness inspired every Ming army soldier to fight bravely.

On the battlefield, the sound of killing was boiling.

Blood splattered, bones piled up, and blood flowed like a river.

The screams of the Jurchens were one after another, and it was a horrible sight.

However, there was no sign of retreat on their faces. Instead, they rushed towards the Ming army with even more ferocity.

Seeing this, Zhu Yunhuan was filled with fighting spirit.

He gripped the spear tightly, his body was agile, and every charge he made was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

"Warriors of the Ming army, follow me and charge!"

Zhu Yunhuan shouted loudly, his voice piercing through the noise of the battlefield and stirring the hearts of every Ming army soldier.

They responded one after another, followed Zhu Yunhuan's footsteps, bravely moved forward, and launched a more intense battle with the Jurchen cavalry.

On the battlefield, the flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers interweave into a web of death.

The Ming army soldiers fought bravely, their eyes full of determination and fearlessness.

Every swing of the knife, every thrust of the spear, they poured all their strength and determination into. They knew that only by giving it their all could they win this battle.

Although the Jurchen cavalry was tenacious in combat, they gradually showed signs of fatigue under the fierce attack of the Ming army.

Their charges were repelled by the Ming army again and again, and their formation became chaotic in repeated fighting.

However, they did not give up resistance, and still stubbornly held their positions, fighting a desperate battle with the Ming army.

Seeing this, Zhu Yunhuan became even more determined to win.

He knew very well that in this battle, the only way to achieve final victory was to completely destroy the Jurchen cavalry.

So he waved his spear again, took the lead, and rushed into the Jurchen cavalry.

His figure on the battlefield was like a silver lightning, invincible.

Every swing of his spear could take the life of a Jurchen cavalryman.

His bravery and fearlessness inspired every Ming army soldier to fight bravely.

They followed Zhu Yunhuan's example, bravely moved forward, and engaged in a more intense battle with the Jurchen cavalry.

As time went by, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

The resistance of the Jurchen cavalry became increasingly weak under the fierce attack of the Ming army.

Their charges were repelled by the Ming army again and again, and their formation became fragmented in repeated fighting.

In the end, under the encirclement and suppression of the Ming army, the Jurchen cavalry completely collapsed and fled in panic.

However, the Ming army did not give up.

They pursued relentlessly and launched a frantic hunt against the fleeing Jurchen cavalry.

On the battlefield, blood splattered, bones piled up, and blood flowed like a river. The screams of the Jurchens were one after another, and it was horrible to watch.

However, the Ming army soldiers did not show any mercy.

Under the encirclement and suppression of the Ming army, the battlefield was left in a mess and countless corpses.

The last bit of the Jurchens' troops were completely wiped out here. The entire battlefield was littered with broken limbs and arms, and the blood on the ground flowed into small streams.

All senior generals were killed in the battle, and their new Khan was captured alive by Zhu Yunhuan.

The situation in Liaodong was under control, and they had no chance of turning the tables. (End of this chapter)