Ming Dynasty: Charge, Emperor Yongle!

At five quarters past 9 PM, the night was deep and quiet, and the moonlight was bright and clear.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the square in front of the main hall of Wan'an Palace, a lithe figure sometimes leaps into the air and sometimes stomps on the ground, his will moving with his mind, his fists striking like dragons.

After a series of major battles and a 1000-mile raid to capture Karakorum, Zhu Di was on the verge of exhaustion, both mentally and physically.

The threshold between hidden strength and neutral strength is constantly loosening and may open at any time.

"boom!!!"

In an instant, a flash of inspiration struck, as if a shackle had been broken.

The energy flows throughout the body, leaving no tooth or hair untouched, thoroughly cleaning the internal organs, and replenishing the bone marrow.

His whole body shone brightly in the moonlight, making him appear exceptionally tall.

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Di burst into laughter.

Having broken through to the level of Transformation Force, he possesses ultimate perception and control, achieving a sensitivity where not even a feather can be added or a fly can land. He has perfect force deflection and transformation, enabling him to achieve the miraculous effect of using minimal force to deflect a great weight. His entire body, including tendons, bones, internal organs, and blood, is highly coordinated and unified, allowing his mind to move with his will and his strength to move with his will.

At this moment, he could easily move through thousands of troops, and as long as he wasn't hit in a vital spot, firearms would be unable to kill him.

More importantly, it elevates one's physical and mental well-being, resulting in longer, more stable breathing, optimized internal organ function, and stronger bones and muscles, making it easy to live to 130 or 140 years old.

This lifespan was enough for him to push the Ming Dynasty to unprecedented heights.

Moreover, he is still young, and in the future he may be able to advance to the Dan Jin and Gang Jin levels, reaching an even higher level.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

Zhu Neng, who was standing by, quickly stepped forward to offer his congratulations.

Although he had studied the art of battle and combat, he could sense the sense of crisis that had lingered in his heart just a moment ago. This indicated that Zhu Di's strength had undergone a tremendous change, which was undoubtedly a great joy for those of them who had chosen the Prince of Yan.

"When did you arrive?"

Zhu Di was so engrossed in martial arts that he didn't even notice Zhu Neng's arrival.

Seeing him now, I couldn't help but feel puzzled. Shouldn't Zhu Neng be overseeing the defense and security of Wan'an Palace?

"Your Highness."

Zhu Neng hurriedly stepped forward to report: "An envoy from the army has arrived."

What?

Zhu Di's expression changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "What happened? Is there a problem with the Grand General?"

"Your Highness has misunderstood."

Zhu Neng quickly explained, "It's not bad news, it's good news."

"Three days before our army set off, the general sent reinforcements, a thousand elite cavalrymen carefully selected from the army, led by Huolihuozhen, a thousand-man commander. Each man rode two horses to the northern desert, less than four hundred li from Karakorum, and was expected to arrive in three days."

"Commander Huoli had dispatched scouts ahead of time to deliver the message to us."

"At the same time, His Majesty's decree was also brought, granting Your Highness the authority to make decisions on the spot and allowing you to form your own three guards."

"That old man."

Upon hearing the following words, Zhu Di shook his head, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

What Zhu Yuanzhang had privately promised him had, after the battle of Bayanbulage, transformed into an imperial edict passed by the court. Although there was a difference in the timing, he had already accomplished what he needed to do: conquering Karakorum and completely destroying the ruling center of the Northern Yuan.

The 1,000 elite Ming soldiers sent by his father-in-law Xu Da relieved the immediate crisis. Combined with his original 800 cavalry, the Mongol Tartars in Karakorum couldn't cause much trouble. In particular, Huo Li Huo Zhen, a Mongol general from the Yuan Dynasty, gave Zhu Di more confidence in controlling the 60,000 herdsmen.

"It's Sheng Yong's doing!"

"Yes."

Without saying a word, Zhu Neng turned around and went down to make the arrangements.

..............

At midnight, the grassland was completely shrouded in darkness, and the sky was filled with twinkling stars.

Inside the main hall of Wan'an Palace, Zhu Di played with the Imperial Seal of the State in his hand.

It is four inches square, with five dragons on the top and the eight characters "Received the Mandate of Heaven, May You Live Long and Prosper" engraved below. One corner is also repaired with gold.

From any perspective, this conforms to the characteristics of the Imperial Seal of the State passed down from Qin Shi Huang, witnessing the changes of imperial power in China over two thousand years. This was the seal used by the emperor to symbolize the Mandate of Heaven.

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Yan!"

Sheng Yong strode into the hall and knelt on one knee to pay his respects.

"They're here."

Zhu Di's eyelids twitched slightly, and he said calmly.

'Thump!'

Sheng Yong was startled. The current Zhu Di gave him an indescribable sense of oppression, far exceeding that before.

Only three hours have passed; anyone who didn't know better would think thirty years had gone by. What on earth has happened?

"When I was in Bayanbuleg, I made a promise to you."

"Now that Halaharin has been captured, this promise should be fulfilled."

"Your Highness."

Sheng Yong's face lit up with joy, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Based on your merits in this battle in the northern desert, you may be allowed to appear in the Eastern Palace."

"But this isn't enough to gain the eldest brother's favor."

"I've decided to give you a push."

Zhu Di spoke with a deep gaze.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Sheng Yong calmed down instantly. The Prince of Yan would never do anything without risk. Behind this favor must be a matter of life and death.

He has already betrayed the Northern Yuan and sold out the eldest daughter of the King of Qi. He has no choice but to go down this dark path.

"In my hand lies the Imperial Seal of the State."

"You must know very well how heavy this thing is."

Zhu Di held the Imperial Seal of the State high in his hand, clearly presenting it to Sheng Yong.

"Gurgle!"

Sheng Yong swallowed hard; he had already guessed what the Prince of Yan wanted him to do.

"This item, along with my royal seal, is hereby given to you."

"Kokko and my father-in-law are locked in a fierce battle outside Yanmen Pass, making this road impassable."

"You can only travel from the southern desert towards Beiping. With my royal seal, you will have no obstacles along the way."

"You must deliver the news of Karakorum, along with the Imperial Seal, to the Crown Prince."

"This matter could be destroyed if handled carelessly, but this pledge of loyalty can help you enter the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty."

"Think about it yourself, whether you want to do it or not."

Zhu Di looked amused.

"Your Highness."

"I do."

Sheng Yong gritted his teeth and made a decision without hesitation.

"it is good."

"Go and do it."

Zhu Di handed him the Imperial Seal of the State, waved his hand, and gave him the order to leave.

"Yes."

Sheng Yong carefully placed the Imperial Seal of the State in his bosom, not letting anyone notice anything amiss, and strode out of the main hall.

Watching his departing figure, Zhu Di's face showed a thought-provoking expression. This man's ruthlessness in seeking wealth and power amidst danger was really to his liking. It was just a pity that he valued profit over loyalty and courage, and was single-mindedly thinking about getting into the Crown Prince's fold. Even he, the Prince of Yan, was looked down upon.

As the curtain gradually fell on June of the fifth year of the Hongwu reign, the Ming Dynasty's Eastern Route Army had just embarked on its journey across the grasslands, the Western Route Army had won a series of victories, and the Central Route Army, under the command of Xu Da, was engaged in a fierce battle with the Northern Yuan Qi King Kökö Temür at Bayanbulage.

No one knew that Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan of the Ming Dynasty, led only 800 cavalrymen to conquer Karakorum, the capital of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and captured Emperor Zhaozong of Yuan, Ayushiridara, as well as more than a thousand empresses, concubines, princes, and noble sons.