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

Xu Da arrived at the scene, holding a long spear in his hand.

Looking at the devastated battlefield, and then at Zhu Ming, who was feigning ignorance and acting cute,

For a moment, they were stunned and fell into complete silence.

I never expected that my Sixth Prince would have such terrifying combat power, and he's also number one at pretending to be stupid!

Xu Da was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

But soon, his gaze fell on Wang Baobao, who was slumped on the ground in front of him.

He dismounted, walked slowly forward, looked down at his old adversary, and said with a complex expression, "Kökö Temür, we meet again!"

The two were the two greatest heroes of their time, each serving their own master, and could be called the two peerless war gods.

Xu Da was the undisputed number one war god of the Ming Dynasty, traversing the north and south and winning every battle.

Wang Baobao was the last pillar of the Northern Yuan Dynasty and was hailed as the greatest resilience king in history.

The two fought for several years, engaging in countless battles.

They were mortal enemies, yet also close friends, always harboring a deep mutual respect and admiration for each other.

As everyone knows, in the Battle of the Yellow River four years ago, Wang Baobao suffered a crushing defeat and barely escaped by crossing the Yellow River with only a single piece of driftwood.

But no one knew,

Xu Da deliberately let him go, giving him a way out. Otherwise, with a barrage of arrows, he wouldn't have had a chance to escape, let alone have to turn back three times.

Two years ago, the situation reversed in the Battle of Lingbei.

Xu Da led an army of 50,000 and fell into an ambush, suffering a crushing defeat at the hands of Wang Baobao's superior forces.

The Ming army suffered heavy casualties, almost being wiped out.

However, Xu Da, who was trapped in a deadly situation, eventually managed to escape safely.

Was he just lucky?

No, it was because Wang Baobao couldn't bear to do it.

He deliberately gave his old rival a break.

After years of fighting, the two were entangled in a complex web of grudges, each owing the other a life.

Wang Baobao, who was lying on the ground on the verge of death,

Hearing the familiar voice, he gasped for breath, struggled to lift his head, and looked on with resentment and frustration.

He endured the excruciating pain of his broken bones and said in a hoarse voice, "Xu Da, your Ming Dynasty is truly shameless!"

"When two armies clash, it's one thing to fight fair and square, but to call upon celestial beings to descend and aid you when you're losing is an unfair victory!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Da shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile, "What immortal descended to earth? That is Zhu Ming, the sixth prince of my Great Ming Dynasty, a true dragon prince, not some immortal from outer space."

"Furthermore, let me add something: Aren't you Northern Yuan people shameless too? You secretly poison the water source and use underhanded tactics to scheme against my Ming soldiers, and you still have the nerve to criticize us?"

"You're shameless, heartless, and unreasonable!"

"Where have I been shameless? Where have I been heartless? Where have I been unreasonable?"

The two war gods were now arguing like children, exchanging insults and neither willing to back down, creating an instantly tense atmosphere.

Just as the two were at loggerheads,

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from afar, as powerful as a cascading waterfall or a celestial river pouring down!

The sound of the rushing water was deafening, as if the entire wasteland was trembling.

Xu Da and Wang Baobao were startled and instinctively turned their heads to look at the source of the sound at the same time.

All they could see was the 80-meter-tall giant Zhu Ming, with his back to the crowd, unbuckling his belt and relieving himself!

It turns out that just before the great battle,

The little guy drank too much juice.

I feel a bit of an urge to urinate right now.

But he had already used up his limit on the magnifying lamp for the day.

Once it reverts to its true form.

If the remaining Northern Yuan cavalry were to seize the opportunity to rebel and launch a counterattack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

To ensure the battlefield is foolproof,

He can only maintain his giant form and relieve himself wherever he is.

The next second, a magnificent scene stunned the entire audience!

Before the giant, the water surged ceaselessly, a mighty torrent pouring down, as powerful as the Yellow River flowing down from the sky, and the mighty Yangtze River flowing to the horizon!

The mighty torrent of water swept across the wasteland, washing away the smoke and grime that littered the ground, creating a spectacular yet absurd scene.

The people around, whether Ming soldiers or people from the northern desert, were all frozen in place, not daring to utter a sound.

Generally speaking, men will have a competition when they go to the toilet to see who can pee the highest and the farthest!

But in the current scene...

Who can compare?

Just moments ago, the two war gods, Xu Da and Wang Baobao, were locked in a tense standoff, yet also deeply admired each other.

Looking at this utterly absurd scene before him,

They were instantly stunned.

What lifelong rivals, old grudges,

I've completely forgotten about it.

Wang Baobao opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

All the grief, resentment, and grievances that had been building up inside were completely swept away by this outrageous scene.

He fought on the battlefield for decades, witnessing fierce battles, seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and enduring harsh winters and snowstorms...

I've seen all sorts of amazing things!

But this scene was unique: an eighty-meter-tall giant releasing water on the spot, a spectacle comparable to a celestial river pouring down.

He has never seen him in his past life, this life, or his next life.

He even felt a strange sense of relief, thankful that Zhu Ming hadn't used this tactic against them.

If someone were to drown in a flood, it could still be considered a defeat on the battlefield, and it wouldn't be too embarrassing if word got out.

But if in the end he is drowned by a pee, then Wang Baobao's reputation, built up over half a lifetime of battles, will be ruined.

I'm afraid I'll become a laughingstock for the world, and never be able to hold my head up again.

It took Wang Baobao a full half-day to recover from the utter absurdity. His voice trembled, filled with utter despair.

"Xu Da... Your Ming Dynasty is really playing some outrageous games!"

Xu Da coughed lightly, forcibly maintaining his composure as the God of War, and said in a serious tone, "The battlefield is ever-changing, and the methods of my Sixth Prince are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people."

The voice just fell,

The elite Ming soldiers behind him all lowered their heads, biting their lips tightly to suppress their laughter.

They are all professionally trained individuals.

I won't laugh no matter how funny it is, unless I can't help it.

"Pfft, hahaha..."

……

Several hours later, in an open space.

Tens of thousands of Ming soldiers stood in neat formation, their military bearing impeccable and their banners fluttering in the breeze.

Each soldier held a wine bowl high in his hand, filled with strong liquor.

These were all supplies seized from the Northern Yuan camp after the great victory in the Battle of Mobei. The morale of the entire army was high, and everyone had a happy expression on their face as they celebrated the great victory.

In front of the soldiers, on a huge platform, stood only one person.

It was Zhu Ming who had reverted to his original form.

At this moment, he had long since shed the overwhelming aura of an 80-meter giant and returned to the appearance of a tiny child who was only six years old and less than 80 centimeters tall.

Its tiny body, encased in slightly oversized golden chainmail, swayed precariously, looking exceptionally comical and adorable.

Other generals and commanders celebrated their victories by raising their glasses and drinking.

He was the only one holding a full glass of juice in his little hands, standing on tiptoe, trying his best to puff out his little chest.

He was determined to imitate the domineering scenes of Song Jiang gathering heroes at Liangshan and leading the crowd in TV dramas.

It could also be described as a memorable moment in the MVP award ceremony!

His small face was deliberately tense, and he didn't smile, forcibly putting on the composed demeanor of a martial arts alliance leader.

Zhu Ming coughed lightly, deliberately lowering his childish voice and trying to adopt a deep and authoritative tone as he slowly addressed the tens of thousands of soldiers below the stage:

"My lords and soldiers! In today's battle, our Great Ming has displayed its might in the northern deserts, defeating 100,000 enemy troops and pacifying the border troubles!"

"Our soldiers fought bravely and made great contributions! Today we have achieved a great victory; let us share the spoils and celebrate our military achievements together!"

The preceding sentences are fairly well said.

It was Empress Ma who taught him.

But as they talked,

The little guy's drawing style gradually started to go astray.

"All of you heroes share the same ideals with me. Today we have gathered in the northern desert. Why don't we become sworn brothers? I will take the first seat."

"If you all think highly of me, call me elder brother. From now on, we'll share both good times and bad, and together we'll overthrow this dog..."

He was halfway through his sentence when

Empress Ma's expression suddenly changed.

She never taught him these things.

He rushed over and covered Zhu Ming's mouth.

The little guy was held in Empress Ma's arms, kicking his little legs wildly.

There was no trace of the little guy's domineering appearance when he transformed into a giant and swept through 100,000 iron cavalry in the northern desert.

It's a pity that the little guy only just got to experience the power and prestige of being the eldest brother.

Before he could finish speaking,

Empress Ma ruthlessly suppressed him, and in the end, despite his resistance, she directly dragged him off the stage!

Only Empress Ma gave him face.

Otherwise, in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, pull down his pants and give him a good beating on the buttocks.

Who can stop this?

In the end, it was General Xu who stepped in to save the day!

In short, the Ming Dynasty won a complete victory in this battle, and the northern desert was now pacified!

……

Oh right, Diao Chan... wait, no, Lan Yu is still on his way on horseback.