Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

"Come out one by one, raise your guns above your heads, and let me see your hands."

Some broken English could be heard from the trenches.

The Ming army stood on both sides of the trenches, holding guns and watching the lobster soldiers coming out of the trenches.

The lobster soldiers who used to be so proud and held their heads high are no longer the same as before today.

One by one, they walked out of the trenches and bunkers with their heads down and expressions as if they had lost their parents, holding their rifles in both hands. Under the command of the Ming army, they placed their weapons and ammunition on the open space next to them, then squatted in another place with their hands on their heads, waiting for the next arrangement.

"Uncle George, are we surrendering just like that?"

Among the group of prisoners, a young lobster soldier, with a hint of unwillingness on his face, asked the old soldier next to him.

"why not."

The old soldier replied with a relaxed look: "Young man, don't be brainwashed by the propaganda of the upper class. We join the army just to have a meal and make a little money from the spoils of war."

"As for the so-called "for the sun never sets, for the queen", you just need to listen to these words. If you really take them seriously, then you are an idiot."

The old soldier patiently taught: "A distant relative of mine said that the two sides had been negotiating three days ago."

"Do you know what happened behind us when we were confronting the Ming army?"

"What happened?" the young soldier asked curiously, and some of the prisoners around him also listened with their ears tilted.

The old soldier spoke slowly, "During these three days, many nobles and wealthy people left the British Isles by boat and took their wealth to Da Piaoliang."

After hearing the news, many people around looked a little gloomy.

Those upper-level figures were still able to leave, but they, the lower-level soldiers, did not receive orders until the last moment, and it was an order to surrender.

Noticing the expressions of the people around him, the old soldier sighed.

"What is war? War is a game between those at the top."

"Once they can't solve the problem with words, they will start a war and let an innocent civilian child take up a weapon to kill another civilian child whom they will never see in their lifetime."

"After the war, the upper echelons shook hands and made peace, distributing their respective interests."

"As low-level soldiers, if we are lucky enough to survive, we can still have some soup and water when we return home."

"If you unfortunately die, your family may only receive a death notice that will make your mother and wife cry. Some may not even receive a death notice."

"Ugh!"

The old soldier sighed and said to the soldiers around him, "This is good. As far as I know, the Ming Dynasty treats surrendered soldiers quite well. As long as we behave ourselves and don't cause trouble, I believe we will live better than before."

"But I heard that they killed all the surrendering soldiers at Baliqiao."

A soldier with some experience told what he knew.

The old soldier looked at him and shook his head, saying, "The two have different meanings."

"They were killed because they were invaders and killed their people."

"But we are different. We have always been in the homeland or in the colonies. Let alone harming their people, many people don't even know what the people of the Ming Dynasty look like or what skin color they have."

After hearing what the old soldier said, many people felt relieved and waited quietly for the Ming army's arrangements, hoping to return to their hometown and see their wives, children and parents.

The surrender went very quickly.

The lobster soldiers, whose logistics had been cut off yesterday, surrendered very quickly when they heard that they would be provided with food if they surrendered.

If they didn't have to queue up to get out, many people would have wanted to get out quickly and leave this dark bunker.

By the afternoon, all the lobster soldiers on the defense line walked out of the trenches and raised their hands in surrender.

The Ming army took over the position and temporarily confined the captives in one place, awaiting the next arrangements.

Ships were constantly coming and going on the strait. Dense numbers of soldiers and armored vehicles drove off the ships and, under the curious gaze of the captives, marched in orderly steps to each city to accept the surrender of the local cities.

In order to speed up the surrender ceremony, Zhu Zhanjun also sent the navy to transport soldiers to land from various directions.

Being a country surrounded by the sea also has its advantages, at least when you surrender, the enemy can take over quickly.

Early the next morning, all the prisoners were gathered together and stood on the road to the foggy city under the supervision of soldiers.

Everyone was asked not to move or talk, and even if they had diarrhea and needed to go to the toilet, they had to do it on the spot.

The sun slowly rose in the east, and under everyone's gaze, a magnificent carriage, driven by the Ming army guards, headed towards the temporary dock area.

The carriage was not only protected by guards, but also by a band following closely with music and dance.

"That looks like the Royal Military Band!"

An insightful soldier couldn't help but mutter as he looked at the band members following the carriage.

"Shut up!"

The Ming army soldier on guard heard the noise behind him, turned around, glared at the lobster soldier who was speaking, and shouted.

The lobster soldier immediately shut his mouth, feeling panicky in his heart.

Soon the team returned, and many people saw that the curtain of the carriage that was originally closed was lifted, and a handsome young man was sitting in the carriage. Under the cheers of the soldiers on both sides, he waved to the outside world from time to time. A few soldiers who knew the official language of the Ming Dynasty understood what the soldiers were shouting, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Many of them are the same age as that young man.

However, at the same age and youth, he was the king who was about to unify the world and the emperor with countless powerful armies under his command.

And they were just ordinary soldiers, and now they had become captives whose future fate was unknown.

Zhu Zhanjun sat in the queen's exclusive carriage, looking calmly at the endless captives on both sides.

This was not the first time he had seen prisoners, and he had even captured quite a few of them himself. However, when he saw these lobster soldiers today, Zhu Zhanjun had a different feeling in his heart.

In another time and space, the lobster soldiers were fighting for world domination, and the sleeping lion in the East was also being bullied by the other side.

The burning of the Old Summer Palace, the Eight-Nation Alliance's invasion of Beijing, and a series of other events, although all aimed at the Qing Dynasty, were ultimately the victims of the Chinese people.

And in this time and space, he, Zhu Zhanjun, changed all that.

The lobster soldiers, who should have been proud and despised everything, lowered their proud heads in front of him and became lambs and captives in his hands.

“Ang ang ang…”

The qi moves with the heart, causing the golden dragon of luck to roar.

The golden dragon actually swirled out, smashed through the carriage above its head, and then circled and rose above the continent of Europe, roaring towards the sky.

As the golden dragon roared, Zhu Zhanjun vaguely heard the cries of some creatures, and then invisible auras gathered from all directions and merged into the golden dragon's body.

And with the integration of luck, the golden dragon actually grew another claw, becoming a seven-clawed golden dragon.

After absorbing all the luck, Jin Long returned to the carriage contentedly.

The huge dragon eyes looked at Zhu Zhanjun with admiration, then circled and fell into Zhu Zhanjun's body.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't care at all about Jinlong's stare.

At this time, the two are only in a cooperative relationship, not a master-servant relationship. If you want to use some abilities again, you need to discuss it with Jinlong.

But Zhu Zhanjun is confident that in the future this proud golden dragon will also crawl at his feet.

His previous goal was to become the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and change its destiny.

Later, as his strength increased, the Ming Dynasty could no longer satisfy his appetite, and he wanted to dominate the entire world.

Later, a new world emerged and the birth of the Golden Dragon of Fortune changed his mind again.

He wants to follow the path of the Human Emperor, control all the worlds, and become the Supreme God.

Zhu Zhanjun also knew that it might take thousands or even tens of thousands of years to achieve this goal.

But he doesn't care.

As the space expanded, his life span grew longer.

According to the estimation made some time ago, with the current area of ​​the space, plus the blessing of the golden dragon of luck, he would have no problem living for tens of thousands of years.

This is only half-control of three worlds. If he controls thousands of worlds in the future, Zhu Zhanjun dare not imagine how long he can live.

Amid the cheers of the Ming soldiers and the fearful gazes of the captives, the carriage slowly headed towards the foggy city.

There, the queen was ready to surrender. As long as Zhu Zhanjun accepted the other party's surrender, the British Empire would become a thing of the past, and the Ming Dynasty would become the most dazzling golden crow in the whole world.

In order to ensure the safety of today's ceremony, the Jinyiwei and Zhu Zhanjun's Royal Guards led tens of thousands of soldiers to control the entire area tightly.

Not to mention assassins, people who come to watch and greet the ceremony are not allowed to hold any classified items in their hands, not even a pen.

In addition, except for Queen Victoria, everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, had to undergo a body search and identity check.

Every person who arrives must have four people prove their identity. If one person fails to prove his identity, he will not be allowed to enter.

If an accident occurs, in addition to the offender, the four witnesses will also be punished.

In order to welcome the new emperor, the British Empire also used the highest etiquette.

According to the standards of the Ming Dynasty, all places were paved with loess and all filth in the city was cleaned up.

Every corner is filled with flowers to improve the smell, and various perfumes and spices to drive away those odors.

In order to prevent the fog from affecting Zhu Zhanjun's mood, all factories in the entire Fog City stopped production three days ago.

It just so happened that there was a strong wind yesterday, and the fog in the city dissipated a lot at once, and it seemed so bright.

The carriage slowly drove into the foggy city and arrived in front of Buckingham Palace under the gaze of countless people.

Queen Victoria, leading the officials and nobles who were willing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, came to the front of the carriage and, under the guidance of an official from the Ministry of Rites of the Ming Dynasty, paid homage to Zhu Zhanjun.

"I, as a minister of a lower country, bow to His Majesty the Great Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Long live the Emperor!"

Listening to the somewhat lame worship, Zhu Zhanjun smiled and stood up and walked out of the carriage under the attention of everyone. (End of this chapter)