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Chapter 1027: Ruizhou Zhao Family! Zhu Di is unable to make any progress
"Yunsheng is willing to go!"

"Meng Zhang is a man of aloof and arrogant character. He doesn't like ordinary people. Yunsheng has met him several times before, so maybe it's possible."

Zhu Sheng suddenly looked up and bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang who was sitting at the top.

"Mr. Yunsheng is the chief think tank of our army. We can rest assured in leaving him to him."

"Let Fatty Chang accompany you this time. He has a loud voice and can be heard from three miles away."

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly bent down and helped Zhu Sheng up, his rough palms covered with thick calluses.

"My Lord, rest assured! If I, Old Chang, cannot invite Meng Zhang, I will take off this head and use it as your chamber pot!"

Chang Yuchun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, and oil splashed all over Zhu Yuanzhang's face.

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Sir, thank you for your trouble in this trip north."

Zhu Yuanzhang kicked Chang Yuchun with a smile and cursed, then turned around and bowed deeply to Zhu Sheng.

"My lord, rest assured. Yunsheng will persuade Meng Zhang to help us and fight against the powerful enemy in the north even if he wears out his lips!"

Zhu Sheng hurriedly returned the greeting, looking somewhat solemn.

The candle in the tent was about to go out when suddenly a night wind blew fine sand onto the cowhide tent, making a rustling sound like a war horse paddling the ground.

Zhu Yuanzhang was about to ask someone to add more lamp oil when he saw the curtain lifted and Tang He rushed in with a gust of cold air, with a few yellow grass leaves on his armor.

"My Lord, there is something else I need to discuss with you."

"Didn't the Fourth Master lead 50,000 men to Ruizhou a few days ago? I heard that Meng Zhang of Luzhou suffered a defeat, so he might be planning to attack Ruizhou."

The bearded general squatted beside the brazier, the flames dancing in his copper-bell-like eyes.

Zhu Yuanzhang was reading a secret report while holding a wax ball with the tip of a dagger. When he heard this, he paused and wax dripped onto his palm, scalding him so much that he hissed. Empress Ma was so frightened that she reached for a handkerchief to wipe it.

"Ruizhou."

"We remember that Ruizhou is next to Luzhou, which is a piece of fat meat. What kind of troops did the fourth brother lead?"

Old Zhu smacked the two words, rubbing his rough knuckles back and forth on the edge of the sand table.

"My lord, these are the troops of Generals Li Hu, Li Lu, and Li Yang, and they also include scouts from two battalions of Taiping Guards."

"To be honest, the fourth young master's luck is not very good. Ruizhou is a place full of powerful families, but he chose to take the toughest one. A few days ago, the Taiping Guard sent a message saying that Zhao Yong, the new head of the powerful Zhao family in the capital of Ruizhou, is a ruthless character, and he has many talented people under his command, such as Zhao She."

"The Fourth Young Master... the Fourth Young Master is in Ruizhou, and I'm afraid he's going to cause trouble!"

Tang He spat into the brazier, and sparks exploded.

"Can our Zhu's offspring capsize in the gutter?"

"With the bunch of idiots in Ruizhou, they can't even compare to Meng Zhang in Luzhou!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was wiping his hands with the wet towel handed to him by Empress Ma. Upon hearing this, he paused and his thick eyebrows raised.

"Lord Mingjian!"

"The Fourth Young Master originally led 50,000 brothers and three Li generals to attack Ruilin County. It was indeed unstoppable, but the capital of Ruizhou, Yunyang City..."

Tang He was so anxious that he slapped his thigh.

"This was sent by Taipingwei yesterday via carrier pigeon. Take a look!"

He swallowed and took out a crumpled envelope from his pocket.

Zhu Yuanzhang snatched the letter away. In the light of the torch, the thin paper suddenly became extremely heavy.

Empress Ma came over to take a look and immediately gasped - there was a black coiled dragon flag painted on the paper, and there were dark brown blood stains on the corners of the flag.

"Zhao family?"

"Sir, do you still remember that during the Taiping Dao's Heavenly Sacrifice last year, there was a Confucian scholar who called himself Zhao from Ruizhou?"

Zhu Yuanzhang squeezed out two words from between his teeth, suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Zhu Sheng.

"My lord, are you talking about Zhao Yong, the man who presented the Three Strategies for Equalizing Fields? He was just a commoner at the time, how come…"

Zhu Sheng took a deep breath, twirled his beard and pondered.

"More than just offering advice!"

"This Zhao Yong has been back in Ruizhou for three months, and he has actually gathered 50,000 militiamen! What's even more bizarre is that he has used some kind of magic to make all the noble families in Ruizhou hand over their private soldiers to him for command." "Now the flags flying over the top of Yunyang City are all big flags with the word Zhao on them!"

Feng Sheng slapped his thigh and said with a somewhat excited look.

"My lord, please take a look. Ruizhou borders Luzhou to the east and Xiling and Daxuan to the west. If Zhao Yong is allowed to grow stronger, he can unite with Mengzhang to the east and threaten the heartland of Daxuan to the south!"

The candlelight in the tent jumped suddenly, Xu Da stood up suddenly, and drew a long line on the Ruizhou part of the map with his fingertips.

"Damn it!"

"I, Zhu, asked Lao Si to lead a small army to attack Ruizhou. I wanted to train the troops, but who would have thought that they would run into such a tough guy!"

Zhu Yuanzhang punched the table, causing the wine bag to roll to Tang He's feet.

"Since you got the news, why didn't you report it earlier?"

He suddenly turned around and glared at Feng Sheng.

"The Fourth Young Master won't let me say it! He said... he would definitely take Yunyang City as a birthday gift for the Lord..."

Feng Sheng kowtowed with a bitter face, seeming to be unable to cry.

"Report - urgent news from Ruizhou! The fourth young master is trapped under Yunyang City!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of hurried horse hooves outside the tent, followed by the anxious shouts of the guards.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly, his coarse cloth shorts rustling in the night wind. Empress Ma quickly took the wax ball. When she broke it open, the smell of beeswax mixed with blood rushed into her nose, which made her frown - this smell was exactly the same as the secret report from the north just now.

"Give me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang snatched the secret report and read it carefully with his squinting eyes under the torch. The more he read, the darker his face became, like the bottom of a pot.

When he saw "Zhao She led the cavalry to raid our army's food supply route", he suddenly slapped the edge of the sand table, causing the model of Daxuan Baizhou to drop sand.

"Lord!"

"Good Zhao Yong! Good Zhao She! When did our Zhu's soldiers fall to the point where they have to rely on picking weeds to fill their stomachs?"

Xu Da rushed forward to hold up the shaky sand table, but saw Zhu Yuanzhang trembling as he pointed at a certain place in the secret report.

"Feng Sheng! You must immediately gather five thousand elite cavalry and rush to Ruizhou to provide assistance overnight!"

He turned around suddenly, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

"Wait a minute!"

"My lord, it is too late to rush to help now. Since Zhao Yong dared to dominate Ruizhou, he must have calculated that the Yellow Turban Army under the command of the Fourth Prince has come from afar and will definitely run out of food and grass."

Zhu Sheng suddenly spoke, and pressed his dry branch-like fingers on the map of Ruizhou.

"The best plan now is..."

He suddenly looked up, and the gleam in his eyes met Zhu Yuanzhang's.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly laughed quietly, causing the candle flame to tremble. His laugh brought silence to the tent.

"Sir, do you want us, Old Zhu, to be a coward and leave Ruizhou for the time being?"

"But if there is any change in Ruizhou, the fourth brother..."

Old Zhu walked to the door of the tent, looking at the northern night sky and muttering to himself.

"Lord!"

"The Fourth Young Master is blessed by heaven and will surely be able to turn danger into safety. However, if Zhao Yong is allowed to become powerful, ally with Meng Zhang in the east, and spy on Daxuan in the south, it will be a great concern!"

Zhu Sheng lifted his robe, knelt down, and bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stopped smiling, with a cold light in his eyes. He walked back to the sand table, rubbing the direction of Ruizhou repeatedly with his fingertips.

"Send the order!"

"Tell Lao Si to temporarily suspend the offensive and set up camp on the spot! Send another envoy to Luzhou and tell them..."

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly slammed the table and stood up, knocking his rough knuckles heavily on the junction of Luzhou and Ruizhou.

"Just say that Old Zhu is willing to help Meng Zhang conquer Ruizhou!"

He suddenly grinned, revealing his white teeth.

(End of this chapter)