The fierce grandson of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 157 Li Wenzhong's Illustrious Fame

On the training ground.

Seeing Li Jinglong's enlightenment, Zhu Xiong Ying smiled and praised, "These are excellent words!"

Then he exclaimed, "Speaking of which, my cousin has truly undergone a complete transformation these past few years in the military!"

"I still remember a few years ago, when you were in the capital, you loved to wear beautiful brocade robes and ride a tall horse—"

"Look at him now, he's completely different from how he used to be! He's practically a young general!"

Upon hearing the praise from the eldest grandson of the emperor, Li Jinglong's face flushed slightly, but due to the sun and wind, his skin was darker and the blush was not noticeable.

After a long pause, he cupped his hands and said, "I apologize for the embarrassing situation, Your Highness! Only after serving in the army have I truly understood what it means to be a soldier, what law is, and what responsibility is—"

"My father often said that the Li family has been a military family for generations and has received great favor from the Emperor, so we should be loyal to the Ming Dynasty! What I think is that, as the eldest son of the Li family, I should not bring shame to my father, let alone to the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Xiong Ying was gratified; this second girl had finally seen the light!

All those previous efforts were worthwhile!

He rested his hand on his arm and said, "It is truly a blessing for our nation that my cousin has this idea!"

"I still don't know what my cousin's specific ambitions are?"

Upon hearing his nephew's question, Chang Mao couldn't help but turn his head to the side.

This young man from the Li family has indeed changed a lot in recent years!

He seems like a completely different person, inside and out!

Li Jinglong looked up at the northern sky, his eyes filled with longing and determination, and slowly said, "My only ambition is to be like my father, guarding the borders of the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Xiong Ying blinked: "Guarding the frontier?"

Li Jinglong straightened his back and said solemnly, "Exactly!"

"This humble general wishes to guard Juyong Pass, guard Gubeikou, and guard the northern border of our Great Ming Dynasty!"

"As long as I live, I will never allow a single powerful enemy from beyond the Great Wall to cross it! And I will ensure that the people of the borderlands can live in peace and tranquility—"

Li Jinglong paused, his expression turning solemn, and said in a deep voice, "To be honest, the eldest grandson of the emperor!"

"During my time in Beiping, I have seen far too many displaced people and heard far too many tales of the Yuan bandits plundering the people!"

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"Therefore, this humble general only wishes to use his own abilities to safeguard peace—"

After listening to Xiao Li's dream.

Zhu Xiong Ying's emotions surged. After a moment of silence, she smiled and said, "Cousin, you have great ambition!"

"The Ming Dynasty needs generals like this who are down-to-earth and single-minded!"

"With my cousin's talent, I believe that given time, he will surely achieve even greater feats and become the Great Wall of the Northern Frontier of the Ming Dynasty!"

If Zhu Di were here, he would find his nephew's words very familiar!

He drank a bowl of chicken soup.

Li Jinglong was understandably excited and bowed, saying, "I wish to do as Your Highness says!"

Meanwhile, the conversation with Xiao Li ended.

Zhu Xiong Ying and the others then returned to their tents.

But then Chang Mao, gripping the hilt of his sword, strode after him, his voice rough and his eyes darting around, and couldn't help but say, "Good nephew, you just asked about that Li family lad's ambitions, why didn't you ask about ours? Heh, our ambitions are much more interesting than his!"

Seeing that his eldest uncle was eager to make a move.

Zhu Xiong Ying paused, a smile playing on her lips, and turned to say, "Uncle has given us a hint! But I wonder what Uncle plans to do in the future?"

Chang Mao cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "To be honest, nephew! We're not like that Li family brat, who only wants to guard the border!"

"I am the eldest son of the Prince of Kaiping! In the future, I will be like my father, charging into battle with sword drawn, leading a large army to sweep across the northern deserts, exterminating the remnants of the Yuan dynasty and eliminating future troubles!"

Seeing that his uncle was full of fighting spirit.

Zhu Xiong Ying did not dampen his enthusiasm.

He also knew that although his uncle seemed reckless and arrogant, he was actually pure-hearted and loyal!

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiongying replied earnestly, "I deeply admire your ambition, Uncle!"

"To be honest, we had the same thought. Just like what I said to my uncle the other day, if we, uncle and nephew, are of one mind, what great things can't we accomplish?"

Chang Mao felt a surge of warmth in his heart, his arrogance vanished, and he felt somewhat embarrassed. He grinned and said, "With my nephew's words, I can rest assured!"

"From now on, we'll follow our good nephew! Speaking of the battlefield, when it comes to strategy, we might be a bit inferior to that kid from the Li family!"

"But when it comes to fighting, I'll never hesitate to risk my life. From now on, whether it's on the battlefield or protecting my nephew's safety, I'll have no complaints!"

"good!"

Two decades later.

Jinshan Yazhang.

Inside the tent, Nahachu sat in the main seat, clad in silver armor, with a map of Liaodong spread out before him.

The next targets were trusted generals like Nai'er Buhua.

After the fall of Qingzhou, the Ming army pressed forward step by step, and soon Daming was also lost!

Fortunately, Nai'er didn't spend money and foresaw the crisis in advance, so she retreated in time and saved her life, avoiding following in Guo's footsteps!

Due to repeated defeats, the morale of Nahachu's troops had long been low, and more and more soldiers were deserting.

Especially now, the main force led by Ming army commander Feng Sheng has completed the construction of the city of Daming and may march eastward at any time!

This has made people within the organization increasingly restless!

As for Nahachu himself, he still harbored a glimmer of hope, believing that with the natural terrain and his remaining tens of thousands of troops, he could still contend with the Ming army.

At the crucial moment of the meeting, a scout hurriedly lifted the curtain and entered, kneeling and saying, "Report! According to intelligence from the front lines, a Ming army..."

Having crossed the pass from Gubeikou, we arrived unexpectedly at the northern side of Jinshan.

These words caused an uproar throughout the tent.

No one could have imagined that the Ming army had outmaneuvered them without them noticing, cutting off their retreat!

Nahachu's eyes widened. After managing to calm himself, he subconsciously asked, "Have you found out who the Ming army's general is?"

"This man's surname is Li, and his given name is Wenzhong!"

Li Wenzhong!!

Upon hearing this name, many people, including Nahachu, changed their expressions.

A moment later, Nahachu suddenly stood up, looked straight at him, and shouted, "Say it again! Who's here?"

The scout bowed his head and said, "It is indeed Li Wenzhong, the Duke of Cao of the Great Ming Dynasty!"

"Several days ago, their forces first occupied Linhuang Prefecture, and then divided their forces to occupy Long'an and the upper reaches of the Yitu River!"

"Now they are located north of our Golden Mountain, leading 20,000 troops, with camps stretching for dozens of miles, their banners blotting out the sky!"

Upon hearing this, a young general below suddenly stood up, his face flushed red with anger, and shouted sternly, "This Li Wenzhong is going too far! How dare he penetrate so deep into our rear! I don't believe he has three heads and six arms and can escape unscathed!"

"This humble general is willing to lead ten thousand cavalry to meet him!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Naha looked at the young man as if he were a fool.

Nai'er Buhua glanced at her brothers from the same tribe, her face full of anxiety, and hurriedly interrupted, "No!"

"Hey brother, you haven't been in the army long, do you even know who Li Wenzhong is?"

At this point, the voice of the remnant Yuan general trembled as he took a deep breath and said, "Eighteen years ago, Li Wenzhong marched out of Yanmen Pass, captured the general Tuoliebo, and killed or captured over ten thousand people!"

"The following year, this man led a light cavalry force, covering a thousand miles in ten days, capturing Yingchang, taking the late emperor's grandson, Maidelibala, alive, and seizing the imperial seal!"

"At that time, our army of 100,000 could not stop even 10,000 of their troops!"

"And now, Li Wenzhong has returned, leading an army of twenty thousand!"