Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 151: A Moment of Feeling, the Current Situation of the Dragon Riders

It can make up for the shortcomings of the disabled, even congenital defects can be made up.

Such news shocked all the secret guards.

That night, Zhu Jinzhen watched the soldiers who, like machines, continuously used the gourmet tablecloth to conjure up pots of dragon tonic soup, and watched them make final preparations for the impending chaos in the world.

A smile appeared on his face.

Changsun Wangqing walked over to Zhu Jinzhen and gently smoothed his frown. "Your Highness, do you have a beautiful woman to sleep with you tonight? Why do you seem unhappy?"

Zhu Jinzhen knew who Changsun Wangqing was talking about.

He shook his head, chuckled, and took Changsun Wangqing into his arms: "I'm not unhappy, it's just that looking at the Jiaolong Tonic Soup, I think of what happened in the past, and I feel a little emotional."

As Zhu Jinzhen promoted the development of Shaanxi.

The conditions today are a thousand times better than they were back then.

"Your Highness always says that a kind person cannot command an army, but why are you so sentimental now?" Changsun Wangqing snuggled in Zhu Jinzhen's arms and said softly.

"In those days, too many soldiers died and were wounded, like scattered stars in the sky. Many of them were buried in their hides, their souls hard to find." Zhu Jinzhen held his eldest grandson in his arms, watching the busy soldiers, and sighed, "Now that war has begun again, many more loyal bones will be buried in the green mountains and on the battlefield. I just feel sad in advance."

"When the war starts, it will never happen again."

Zhu Jinzhen was very clear about his feelings and could only keep them for tonight, until Zhao Min left Jiayuguan and started the chaos in the world, and until the imperial edict of Jingnan reached his hands.

He just wanted to express his feelings about the difficulty of life and the hardships faced by the soldiers. He was afraid he didn't have time.

"Your Highness, you have done a lot for us."

“Extremely thoughtful.”

"But Your Highness, don't forget that dying on the battlefield is the supreme honor for soldiers. Without the current cultivation, shields, armor, swords and guns, they never retreated when facing the enemy, and would not blame Your Highness." Changsun Wangqing comforted softly. She knew that her prince was strong in heart and would not waver, but he would sometimes feel sentimental when recalling the past.

This is human nature.

In fact, after that battle, all the soldiers of Cang Yun and Tian Ce, including the three divisions of Shaanxi and the people, knew that this battle had to be fought, it was just a matter of sooner or later.

Zhu Jinzhen has made a lot of preparations.

More than once, the voices of the three divisions and the people within Shaanxi who wanted to fight back were suppressed.

"Yes, I have made all the necessary preparations."

"All that's left is to do our best and leave the rest to fate."

Zhu Jinzhen also understood this truth. He had done everything he should do. Unless he did not even let his soldiers go to the battlefield, casualties were inevitable.

……

It is also not a mountain.

This place is outside the border of the Ming Dynasty, at the junction of the Mongols and the Ming Dynasty.

The Cangyun flag flutters in the night sky.

They were stationed here, like tigers lurking in the forest, ready to devour anyone at any time. Scouts and secret sentries were spread all around them within dozens of miles.

To ensure that the whereabouts of the Dragon Cavalry would not be known to the Mongols in advance.

In the darkness of the night, a cry of surprise attracted the attention of everyone around.

"who?"

"it's me."

A magical door opened in the void, and a tall figure walked out.

It was Yan Yimei, the Deputy Commander of the Secret Guards. The female guard from the Dragon Riders, who was on night watch, breathed a sigh of relief and bowed, "Greetings, Commander Yan!"

"No need to be formal."

Yan Yimei waved her hand, and then dozens of Cangyun female soldiers came out behind her, each holding a huge pottery jar as tall as two people in her hands.

"Yimei, what is this..." Cao Xueyang rushed over after hearing the noise and asked curiously.

"The Dragon Tonic Soup has been delivered by His Highness. There are a total of 8,047 servings." Yan Yimei said, and explained to Cao Xueyang the effects of the new Dragon Tonic Soup, which made her eyes light up.

The Dragon Riders soldiers around him also had glittering eyes.

Only one bowl is needed to enable one to reach the Vajra realm immediately, and then break through to the Zhixuan realm in less than a day. If one in the Vajra realm takes it and directly steps into the Zhixuan realm, there is a certain probability of breaking through to the Tianxiang realm.

This was a great help to the Youlong Cavalry, who were responsible for defense and preparing for raids on the Mongol cavalry.

Yan Yimei glanced into the distance. Although it was hundreds of miles away, she could already see smoke signals and traces of a large number of people gathering. "Over there, the Mongols..."

Cao Xueyang and Yan Yimei stood side by side on a small slope of Yibula Mountain. They smiled and replied, "Your Highness guessed right. Those barbarians will not miss any opportunity."

"How many troops?"

"Do you need support?"

"Hahaha, no need." Cao Xueyang laughed heartily and shook his head, his face brimming with confidence. "Although according to the scouts' investigation, we have discovered traces of hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops heading south. But let alone them, even if another 300,000 came, I am confident that I can lead the Dragon Cavalry to break through them."

Yan Yimei knew clearly that Cao Xueyang was not making a move without a purpose.

But still reminded: "It's better to be careful."

"According to the intelligence from the secret guards, that old fellow Bashiba has found traces of the War God Temple. He is likely to break through to the Heavenly Man Realm in the near future, or may have already done so."

"After the last great defeat, the Mongols tried their best to win over the world's masters."

"According to the secret guards and the interrogations of Zhao Min, Phagpa, Red Sun Dharma King, and others, the Mongols, in addition to those we previously learned about, also have at least three other secret land-based immortal realms."

Cao Xueyang's face showed a hint of solemnity when he heard this, but he relaxed in an instant and chuckled, "Then let them come. It's a good opportunity to see who is more powerful, the Mongols or the Tiance Mansion."

She herself is no less than the celestial beings on earth.

He has twenty-one land-based immortals serving him.

Eighteen great masters of celestial phenomena and dozens of masters of the mystical finger.

In addition, there are eight thousand sisters of the Dragon Riders, all of whom have impressive strength, and most of them start at the Vajra Realm.

If he had to follow orders, Cao Xueyang would even dare to attack the Mongol capital.

What's more, she still has the trump card that Zhu Jinzhen gave her before he left, which can kill a celestial being as easy as cutting grass. Not to mention that Ba Siba has not become a celestial being, even if he has become a celestial being on land, what can it matter?
"No!"

Yan Yimei shook her head and lowered her voice, "What I mean is that if the Dragon Cavalry eats meat, we Secret Guards can also have some soup. I know that your Dragon Cavalry is almost invincible in other countries, but we should also give our Secret Guards a chance to see blood, so that they won't rust from staying in peace for too long."

"Also, I'm here to bring you a few words from my master."

Then, Yan Yimei leaned close to Cao Xueyang's ear and whispered a few words.

He was talking about his own prince, who was planning to use Zhao Min, and then Changsun Wangqing suggested taking her into his room, so he asked Yan Yimei to pass on a few words to avoid Cao Xueyang's misunderstanding.

After hearing this, Cao Xueyang smiled and nodded: "Your Highness will naturally make the decision on this matter. I will not reveal anything. Please tell Sister Wangqing."

"Then I'll take my leave."

Yan Yimei glanced back at the Jiaolong Tonic Soup that had been brought over, nodded to Cao Xueyang, and quickly left through the arbitrary door that they had come through with the Cangyun female guard.

(End of this chapter)