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

Chapter 52: Heavy damage to the enemy, half a year of peace (please read and invest!)
"Help me, help me, my leg is broken."

"There are still two alive. Come quickly."

As the sun sets, corpses are strewn across the field in front of Tumu Fort.

The cries of the wounded continued to sound. The auxiliary soldiers, who had been lying in the back for half a day, shuttled back and forth on the battlefield, bringing their wounded back to the rear for treatment.

When they encounter injured barbarians, they will be very considerate and take out the short weapons they carry with them and kill the opponent with one blow.

"Marshal, Yesen has not been found, only Achi Zhiyuan and a few others." Zhang Fu, covered in blood, staggered to the gate of the camp where corpses were piled up like a mountain, and reported in a low voice what he had found.

"Are you injured?" Zhu Zhanjun, whose body was also stained with blood, supported Zhang Fu, who was staggering.

Zhang Fu smiled nonchalantly, "Just got bit by a little barbarian, it's okay."

Zhu Zhanjun helped him find a seat and checked the wound on his waist while asking in a low voice, "Did the captives ask?"

Zhang Fu sighed, "I asked them all, and they all said they didn't see him. But some said he disappeared during the attack on the camp."

"Oh, he is indeed an old fox." Zhu Zhanjun sneered, "It doesn't matter if he runs away. The grassland suffered heavy losses in this battle, and it will take more than ten years to recover. Those defeated tribal chiefs will not let him off easily, and he will suffer in the future."

Zhang Fu nodded in agreement.

After a day of hard fighting, both sides suffered heavy losses.

The Ming army suffered more than 20,000 casualties, which was a serious blow.

However, in the eyes of Zhang Fu and others, these casualties were worth it.

According to simple statistics, the grassland barbarians lost at least 30,000 people, several thousand were captured, and the rest all fled.

There were only a few people on the grassland, and the casualties of this battle accounted for almost half of the young and strong people on the grassland.

With such heavy casualties, it would take the grassland more than a decade to recover.

After bandaging Zhang Fu's wound, Zhu Zhanjun led him to a hidden tent.

"We don't have much time left. We may leave after noon tomorrow, so we won't accompany you to Huailai."

Zhang Fu's expression instantly darkened. If possible, he wished that this young man would stay and serve as the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Fu believed that with this young man around, the Ming Dynasty would surely rise again, even surpassing the Renzong and Xuanzong dynasties and approaching the Yongle period.

"Take care, Your Highness."

Although he was reluctant to leave, he could do nothing but bid farewell silently.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded, leaned close to Zhang Fu's ear and whispered something.

At noon the next day, the army, after cleaning up the battlefield and resting for a night, began to move towards Huailai.

Zhu Zhanjun and Lao Zhu held back Zhu Qizhen, who tried to escape several times, and watched the army leave.

"Uncle, I will definitely be obedient in the future. Can you please let me go home?"

Looking at the army getting farther and farther away, Zhu Qizhen became very nervous.

He was still young and had a bright future. He didn't want to die like this, and he didn't want to enjoy the good life with his great-grandfather. He thought being an emperor was good and he didn't need to enjoy the good life for the time being.

"Don't make trouble. If you were obedient, this wouldn't happen. Be good and follow your great-grandfather well in the future."

After comforting Zhu Qizhen, who looked sad, Zhu Zhanjun continued to watch the army leaving in the distance.

He told Zhang Fu everything that needed to be said and explained. His time was too short and he couldn't do more. How far the Ming Dynasty in this time and space would go next depended on their own plans.

When the legion disappeared from sight, an idea arose in Zhu Zhanjun's mind, a golden light emerged, and the three people disappeared into the door.

"Aren't we going to the underworld?" Zhu Qizhen, who had already prepared to go to the underworld, was stunned when he saw the new environment around him.

"Pah!" Old Zhu slapped him on the head. "Why, do you want to go to the underworld so badly? I'll send you there right now."

Zhu Qizhen hurriedly shook his head in panic, "No, no, no, it's fine here." At the same time, he hid behind Zhu Zhanjun.

After being beaten for two days, he finally figured out that this great-grandfather seemed to want to maintain a good image in front of his second uncle and would never beat him in front of his second uncle.

He also learned to be smart. Whenever he saw Old Zhu planning to beat him up, he would hide behind his second uncle Zhu Zhanjun.

Old Zhu was too lazy to pay attention to him. He walked to the warehouse, took out a sickle, kicked Zhu Qizhen on the butt, and put the sickle in his hand.

"Why are you still standing here? Go to work." He pointed to a field and said, "Finish mowing this acre of land before dark, or you won't have any food tonight."

"Ah!" Looking at the sickle in his hand and the large field of wheat, Zhu Qizhen was at a loss. How should he use this thing? And, with such a large field, when would he be able to finish cutting it?
"What?" Old Zhu kicked him again, "Hurry up and get back to work. If you don't finish your work, don't even think about eating. You'll have to kneel down as punishment."

"Second uncle."

Zhu Qizhen, frightened by Old Zhu's appearance, looked at Zhu Zhanjun pitifully.

Zhu Zhanjun gave him a helpless look.

Zhu Qizhen was still asking for help, but he inadvertently saw Old Zhu picking up the carrying pole next to him, and he was so scared that he ran towards the fields.

"What a lazy bastard! If he were in my old home, he would definitely be the first to starve to death."

"Our Zhu family has been hardworking all our lives, but how come we have such a loser and lazy guy?"

"Wait, Xiao Si. When you come, I will have a good chat with you."

The old man who was chatting with Empress Xu suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Zhu Qizhen had no idea how to farm. He didn't even know how to use a sickle. He just held a stalk of wheat in his hand and cut off the end with the sickle.

The more Old Zhu watched, the angrier he got. He rolled up his sleeves and said to Zhu Zhanjun, "Go back first and review this battle in your mind. When I get rid of this lazy guy, I'll review the battle for you and tell you where you made mistakes..."

"You lazy calf, is that how you cut wheat?"

Before Zhu Zhanjun could respond, Old Zhu angrily ran over, cursing and kicking Zhu Qizhen on the butt, causing him to fall flat on his face.

Seeing Zhu Qizhen being scolded by his father like a grandson, Zhu Zhanjun smiled.

Although Old Zhu cursed a lot, Zhu Zhanjun could see that Old Zhu was actually in a good mood.

He was the only one in the entire space, and Zhu Zhanjun rarely communicated with him when he had nothing to do.

At the beginning, Lao Zhu could still hold on, but after a while, he was the only one in the whole space and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Now there is Zhu Qizhen. Although this guy is so stupid that he gives Zhu a headache, he also relieves Zhu from the loneliness in his heart.

"Grandpa, please hurry up with the grain. I'm going to start planting winter wheat."

"Nephew, follow your great grandfather and farm the land. In a couple of days, I'll let you see your grandfather and your grandmother, as well as your father and your great-grandfather and great-grandmother."

"Be good, remember to be obedient. Our Zhu family's ancestors have all been farmers. I believe you have good genes in this area. Keep working hard. Second Uncle is optimistic about you!"

After encouraging Zhu Qizhen who looked at him for help, Zhu Zhanjun waved to the two of them and his body faded away from the space.

ps: I said some time ago that I would not update separately after 100,000 words, but I forgot about it two days ago. From today on, I will update two chapters together.

If you think something is inappropriate, you can tell me and I will try my best to correct it.

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