The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

You said it was a horse?

Of the 100,000 cavalrymen present, who had ever seen a warhorse that was pure white, translucent, and as light and graceful as a cloud?

But you're going to call it a cloud?

But it happens to look like a horse, with distinct limbs, a horse's head, and a horse's tail!

Do you think Yun'er cheated on her, or Ma'er had an affair?

Otherwise, how could such a bizarre thing have been created!

Some people even muttered to themselves:

What do you think this thing should be called?

Yunma? Or Ma Yun?

We can't just call it Lucky Baby.

Wait, why did I say those three words?

Just then, a clear, tender yet confident child's voice broke the silence of the scene.

"Hey! Who poisoned the water? Please step forward!"

The voice just fell,

Only then did everyone realize that there was actually a person sitting on the horse.

Wait, when did this guy get on?

They had absolutely no recollection of it.

What a great speed!

But when they saw the person who had spoken, they looked at each other in disbelief, their faces filled with absurdity.

The reason was that the person who spoke just now was a little kid who looked like he hadn't been weaned yet.

Even though he was wearing a suit of golden armor and carrying a halberd.

No matter how he dressed up, he couldn't hide his fair and delicate face, arms and legs. He looked exactly like a naughty child who hadn't been weaned yet!

The 100,000 Northern Yuan cavalry on the other side were completely dumbfounded!

no???

Is there no one left in the Ming Dynasty?

In this life-or-death battle between the two armies, we have assembled a full 100,000 iron cavalry to press on our border.

And what you did was send out a little brat to challenge the enemy.

Tuogusi thought that poisoning someone when he couldn't win was shameless enough, but he didn't expect there to be someone even more ruthless.

This gave Tuogusi a sense of comfort.

So he gave a look to his personal adjutant standing beside him.

The adjutant, named Batu, was usually short-tempered, bullied the weak, and was best at flattering his superiors.

He can be described as Togo's number one henchman!

After receiving a signal from the boss

Batu immediately spurred his horse out of the formation, stopped fifty paces away from Zhu Ming, and then burst into mocking laughter.

"Hahaha! Where did this little brat come from?"

"You're still wet behind the ears, you haven't even properly put on your pants, yet you dare to act so presumptuously in front of two armies?!"

"It seems the Ming Dynasty is completely out of talent, sending a mere child to his death!"

Sitting atop his tall horse, Zhu Ming showed no anger at Batu's mockery. Instead, he raised his halberd, its tip aimed directly at Batu.

A cold glint flashed, its sharp edge intimidating!

Batu, who had been all smiles, was suddenly jolted, his expression instantly hardening, and he became even more vigilant.

This little brat dares to come out and challenge us all by himself, could he be hiding some trick up his sleeve?

I can't afford to capsize in a ditch!

Just as the atmosphere in the room was gradually becoming tense,

The next second, Zhu Ming on horseback spoke.

"Committing suicide? Don't try to make your brother laugh. Against trash like you, I could crush you with a single finger!"

These words were undeniably domineering and imposing.

However, the next second, the Northern Yuan cavalry on the other side burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha……"

"Did you all hear that? What did that brat say? He said he'd crush our General Ba with a single finger!"

"Oh my, where did this brat come from? He's hilarious..."

Many soldiers were laughing so hard they were doubled over, clutching their stomachs and almost falling off their horses.

The reason they reacted so strongly was...

It was entirely because Zhu Ming's tone of voice was too immature.

Even though he had just deliberately lowered his voice and put on a very dignified appearance.

But the voice on the other end still sounded like a child's, with a hint of babyishness.

Why don't you all laugh?

Batu, on the other side, was laughing so hard that tears were almost streaming down his face. He lay sprawled on his horse and said to Zhu Ming, "Little fellow, this general has changed his mind."

"I'll spare your life since you tried so hard to make everyone laugh. Now get back to your parents and bring them here!"

However, Zhu Ming's face hardened, and he said seriously, "Before coming here, I promised the entire army that I would avenge them. So, I'm sorry, but today I will not let you go no matter what!"

"If you have any last words, say them while there's still a little time!"

Batu fought on the battlefield for decades, experiencing hundreds of battles, large and small.

In the first half of his life, he was reprimanded by famous generals, questioned by the Han Dynasty, and intimidated by enemy generals. He had seen all kinds of situations.

But a five or six-year-old kid pointed a weapon at his nose and said, "If you have any last words, hurry up and say them, or it will be too late!"

This is truly the first time in history!

A huge sense of absurdity welled up in his heart, and Batu started laughing wildly again, swaying back and forth on his horse.

The other soldiers joined in the laughter.

Only Wang Baobao, who had been watching coldly and silently from the sidelines, suddenly had his pupils shrink and his brows furrowed tightly!

Your Highness? !

If he heard correctly, this little brat just referred to himself as "Your Highness" several times!

Something is wrong!

Something's not right!

Wang Baobao composed himself, his gaze fixed on Zhu Ming ahead, and asked in a serious tone, "Who exactly are you? State your name!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ming's eyes lit up instantly, and he thought to himself with delight.

Here it comes!

A classic scene of two armies clashing, where the generals of both sides exchange their names.

When he used to listen to his fourth brother tell stories, this was his favorite part.

Can you state your name upon arrival?

I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!

Zhu Ming originally intended to state his name directly.

But as soon as he was about to say it, he quickly thought of something and forced himself to hold it back.

Then, he stood tall and proud, and asked back with a straight face.

"When two armies are facing each other, shouldn't one introduce oneself before asking another's name?"

"You don't even understand this basic etiquette? Do I really need to teach you?"

Before Wang Baobao could even speak, his adjutant couldn't hold back any longer.

"General! Why waste words with a mere child! A little brat, putting on airs, I'll just shoot him dead!"

"Speak," the man said, and then stepped forward with his gun.

"stop."

Wang Baobao raised his hand to stop the other person, his expression calm, showing no sign of anger.

"You're right. Before asking someone's name, I should first introduce myself. I am the Grand Marshal of the Northern Yuan Army, Kökö Temür!"

Kökö Temür?

This name sounds so familiar!

Zhu Ming lowered his head and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up instantly, and he said with a look of sudden realization.

"Oh, I recognize you! Your name is Wang Baobao!"

Hearing the child opposite him call out his name, Wang Baobao felt a surge of pride.

I never imagined I was already this good!

Even a five- or six-year-old child has heard of my name!

Isn't this a reward for him?

Even though Wang Baobao was usually very shrewd and never showed his emotions, he couldn't help but smile at this moment.

But before he could even feel happy for a moment,

Then I heard the child on the other side ask excitedly.

"I heard that you crossed the Yellow River using only a log, and you even took your entire family with you, from your eighty-year-old mother to your three-year-old child, and got them all to the other side!"

"Oh, and your warhorse, can you tell me how you did that? That's amazing!"