The fierce grandson of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 175 Lan Yu: Jinglong is such a coward!

As soon as Chang Mao finished speaking, the faces of all the surrendered generals changed.

For over a decade, the name of Chang Yuchun, the God of War of the Ming Dynasty and the Prince of Kaiping, has been known to everyone on the grasslands.

Back then, Chang Shiwan led his troops and successively conquered Dadu and Taiyuan.

None of the mighty warriors of the Great Yuan could stop them!

They turned into stray dogs, retreating and fleeing one after another!

Even the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty was like this!

In many people's minds, it is an invincible myth!

If this person had not died, how could they have remained in Liaodong for so long?

Perhaps even the Northern Khanate no longer exists!

Shi Ciba's expression changed drastically, veins bulging on his forehead. With a whoosh, he drew his curved sword from his waist, forcing himself to remain calm, and said, "So what about the Prince of Kaiping?"

"If I had been born twenty years earlier, I would have definitely met him in person!"

"And today, I will show you that the blades of the Great Yuan warriors are no less formidable than those of the Han people!"

As soon as these words were spoken, several young Yuan generals who had surrendered also drew their swords, ready to step forward and lend their support.

Seeing this, Chang Mao showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he grinned, narrowed his eyes, and said disdainfully, "Just what we wanted!"

"We've been so bored here in the rear these past few months! Let's stretch our muscles today!"

"One comes, we'll cut one down! Two come, we'll cut two down!"

"You Yuan barbarians, why don't you try and see if my sword is sharp enough?"

Duke Chang Mao of Zheng retorted directly with a single, forceful, and domineering rebuttal.

On the Ming generals' side, Lan Yu stood aside and did not try to mediate the fight.

Li Jinglong, Tang Ding, and the other young generals instinctively stood with their hands on their swords.

Prince Yan, Zhu Di, however, was leisurely stroking his beard, full of admiration.

Zhu Xiong Ying couldn't help but sigh repeatedly!

It has to be his maternal uncle!

When trouble comes, they really go for it!

Just like now, facing this group of surrendered people, he, the nephew, plays the good cop and the uncle plays the bad cop!

These two, uncle and nephew, complemented each other perfectly and worked together well.

In the future, if anyone dares to say that my uncle is brave but reckless, he'll fight them to the death!

The situation was tense, and bloodshed was imminent.

Naha's face turned ashen. He grabbed his subordinate's wrist, shoved the scimitar back into place, and shouted, "Don't be rude! Step back!"

"With red eyes, Shicibatu cried out urgently, 'Grand Commandant, this scoundrel—'"

It so happened that the grandson of the Ming emperor and the vassal king were meeting face to face.

Upon seeing his subordinates still daring to address him by his former official titles, Nahachu's expression changed. He glared at them fiercely and said in a low voice, "Now that we have submitted to the Ming Dynasty, we are Ming subjects and should be addressed by Ming official titles!"

"As for this General Chang, I observe that his martial prowess is extraordinary; you are no match for him. Why invite humiliation upon yourself?"

"I----"

Shi Ciba's round face flushed red. He opened his mouth, then sighed, reluctantly sheathing his scimitar. Turning his head away, he couldn't hide his disappointment.

Seeing this, Chang Mao, with his nose in the air, was secretly overjoyed.

You Yuan invaders, don't you even look in the mirror? You think you can fight us?

Immediately afterward, Nahachu turned around and bowed deeply to the eldest grandson of the Ming Emperor, saying, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. This humble subject failed to properly discipline his subordinates, who were rude and ignorant, and offended Your Highness!"

"This guilty subject apologizes on his behalf to Your Highness and General Chang."

Zhu Xiong Ying said calmly, "Marquis of Haixi, please rise! Please don't take offense!"

"The Duke of Zheng is our maternal uncle. He is always upright, though he may speak without thinking, but he is kind-hearted and extremely loyal! He is greatly loved by our Grandfather and Grandmother!"

"What he just said was unintentional; don't take it to heart."

Upon seeing the eldest grandson of the emperor, even the emperor and empress of the Ming Dynasty were brought up, which further demonstrates their desire to protect him.

Now that he was a subject of the Ming Dynasty, Nahachu felt a chill run down his spine, cold sweat pouring down his back. He said, "This sinful subject dares not!"

Hearing this, Chang Mao pursed his lips and muttered, "We were just joking earlier—"

"Look at you all, how terrified you are! You still dare to resist the Ming Dynasty, I wonder who gave you the courage?"

When Zhu Di saw that his cousin from the Chang family was becoming increasingly unrestrained in his speech, it seemed that another conflict was about to break out.

However, today is the day we are to be received by imperial decree, and we must not make any mistakes.

He quickly added, interrupting, "Nephew, the sun is too strong, and it's getting late!"

"Lord Haixi must be weary from your journey. Why don't you first stay at a guesthouse in the city, and then we'll host a banquet at our residence tonight to welcome you and wash away your travel dust?"

It's almost done.

It’s too late.

Zhu Xiong Ying had already intended this, and nodded, saying, "Just as Fourth Uncle said!"

"Lord Haixi, let's enter the city first!"

Naha took a breath and quickly replied, "Yes!"

On the way back.

Generals such as Lan Yu and Chang Mao stood guard on the side.

As they were about to enter the city gate, Lan Yu urged his horse forward and laughed, "Well done, my nephew! You've got guts!"

"In my life, I haven't admired many people, but your father was one, and now you're another!"

"In truth, the way to deal with these surrendered Yuan generals is to be tough. The softer you are, the easier they think you are to bully; the tougher you are, the more they will submit to you!"

With his uncle Lan Yu present, Chang Mao unconsciously toned down his temper a bit, muttering, "Uncle is right, these Tartars just need to be taught a lesson. If we don't scare them, they'll definitely take advantage of us!"

"And there are some things that the eldest grandson of the emperor shouldn't say, so we'll say them for him!"

Thinking of her deceased sister and brother-in-law, and seeing the familiarity in her eldest nephew's eyes.

He really is his own nephew!

Lan Yu looked at the city gate before her with satisfaction in her eyes and exclaimed, "That makes sense!"

"But in this Liaodong campaign, you were in the rear and didn't participate in the fighting—we know you want to go to the battlefield and get some experience!"

"When we arrive next year, we'll launch a northern expedition to the Gobi Desert. Tell the eldest grandson of the emperor that you'll be our vanguard! We'll take you with us straight to Karakorum and wipe out Togus Temur, how about that?"

My good nephew Zhu Xiong Ying had long ago said that he would let him lead troops into battle in the future.

Now his uncle, Lan Yu, has put him in charge of troops, which suits his purposes perfectly.

Chang Mao, unable to contain his excitement, patted his chest and said, "Uncle, don't worry, we definitely won't hold you back!"

Then, the discussion turned to the court's treatment of surrendered generals.

Lan Yu and Chang Mao, uncle and nephew, whispered among themselves that they both felt the court was still too lenient.

Li Jinglong spurred his horse to catch up, glanced ahead, and said, "That's a misconception! Those who have surrendered to the remnants of the Yuan dynasty should be treated with greater kindness!"

"Especially now, they have just surrendered, and their morale is still unstable. If we really force them to rebel, wouldn't that reignite the war and ruin everything?"

Hearing this, Lan Yu gripped the reins, turned to the side, and laughed, "Jinglong, you're definitely less courageous than your father!"

"If your father were here, he would never have said that!"

"Just as Mao'er and I just said, the likes of the Yuan invaders only recognize fists and not people. Sometimes being too lenient is not a good thing."

"Just now, Mao'er did a good job. After today's commotion, how dare those people try anything funny?"

"The eldest grandson of the emperor clearly understood this principle, so he did not stop it—"

"That being said, even if these people dare to rebel again, we'll just beat them into submission!"

Xu Chonggong, who was standing beside him, was always decisive and daring in his actions.

Thinking back on the past year and a half, the eldest son of the Li family has changed; he has become more composed, but less courageous!

Touched, he echoed the sentiment, then said earnestly, "Jinglong, what Marquis Yongchang said is quite right!"

"The Yuan invaders have always revered military force, just as Duke Zheng did. Some of these surrendered generals may be resentful, but they certainly won't dare to underestimate our Ming generals anymore. This will make settling the surrendered troops and reorganizing the army much easier in the future!"

He paused, then added, "Speaking of which, let me add something: we generals must never lose our spirit and courage! We must never be timid or hesitant!"