Chapter 126

Bayan Temur looked at Esen and smiled, saying,

"I'm afraid that fierce battle the other night gave this little Emperor some confidence."

"Even his father back then wouldn't have dared to wander blindly beyond the border with just three people!"

Esen's expression was solemn.

Bayan Temur's brows knitted tightly.

"No, I feel this matter is not that simple."

"That old general we saw that night..."

Bayan Temur heard his brother still obsessing over the incident of encountering Zhu Di's "resurrection" that night.

He immediately couldn't help but laugh and say,

"Brother, which Emperor in the Central Plains doesn't call himself Your Majesty?"

"But which one actually lived to be Your Majesty?"

"I estimate it was either Zhang Fu or Hearing Fan Zhong from the Imperial Guard deliberately disguising themselves as Zhu Di."

Any normal person who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood on a battlefield would simply not believe that someone dead for over twenty years could rise from the dead.

As for Zhu Di living to be over ninety.

Bayan Temur believed that even less.

Given Zhu Di's temper.

If he had lived to be over ninety, he would have likely trampled the entire desert flat.

Could he have dragged on until today?

Hearing Bayan Temur say this, Esen's doubts in his heart were finally suppressed by a few points.

For no other reason.

This matter was simply too outrageous.

Esen, having come to his senses, finally looked at Bayan Temur.

"What? Did you just say the Great Ming's little Emperor came to the Great Wall to wander blindly with only a few people?"

Before the scout could even open his mouth.

Two more scouts immediately ran into the tent from outside.

"Grand Preceptor, that little Emperor has already crossed the Great Wall!"

"Crossed the Great Wall?!"

Esen's brows immediately couldn't help but knit tightly.

"How many troops did he bring?"

"No troops! Only three people!"

"They have now already penetrated more than ten li into the grasslands!"

Hearing this, Esen was completely unable to sit still.

Wasn't this a big gift package delivered right to the door?

If heaven gives it and you do not take it, you will surely suffer regret!

Thinking of this, Esen immediately led his personal guard and galloped towards the location where Zhu Qi was appearing.

On the boundless grasslands, the war horse under Zhu Qi stepped on the wolf poison flowers, looking around at the surroundings with a terrified expression.

The three members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard behind him were already prepared to run away at any moment.

Fortunately, the grasslands offered an open view.

One could clearly see the situation around them from a distance of twenty li.

Inside the chat group.

Zhu Qi trembled as he begged Zhu Di and Zhu Yuanzhang in the group,

"Great Grandfather, Ancestral Grandfather, that's enough!"

"Your son feels Esen has already returned to the depths of the grasslands; do not go further in."

Zhu Di scolded impatiently,

"You brat, with such little courage, you still think of leading the imperial army in person?"

"Your father back then wasn't such a coward!"

"When fighting, Hearing Fan Zhong couldn't even pull you back!"

Just at this moment, Zhu Qi's body in the image suddenly shuddered.

His gaze involuntarily fixed on a stone beneath his feet.

He saw that this stone was trembling slightly at a frequency visible to the naked eye.

"Earthquake?"

"Great Grandfather, the earth dragon is turning over on the grasslands! The Tatars won't come!"

Before Zhu Qi finished speaking.

The three members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard behind him immediately shouted excitedly,

"Your Majesty, it is not the earth dragon turning over, it is the Tatars!"

"The Tatars?!"

Zhu Qi's body stiffened almost instinctively, and then he involuntarily looked towards the northwest direction.

He saw that a sky-filling dust cloud had already risen on the distant grasslands.

"Retreat..."

Zhu Qizhen had not yet spoken the word "retreat."

Zhu Di could not help but scold,

"Retreat, retreat, retreat! Retreat what the hell are you retreating for!"

"There are only three or five hundred of them. If you run now, how will you fish?!"

"It is still too far now. Wait until I tell you to go, then you go!"

The corners of Zhu Qizhen's mouth twitched slightly.

"Three, three or five hundred? Great-Grandfather, you must be mistaken. This commotion requires at least ten thousand cavalry to create such an array!"

"Nonsense! Have you never even gone hunting? Have you ever seen what ten thousand cavalry charging looks like?"

"By the time you can't see the end of them, there will only be ten thousand or so!"

Along this journey,

Zhu Qizhen's eyes had never left the carriage.

How would he know how many people there were?

Meanwhile, Zhu Di and Zhu Yuanzhang in the group had already fixed their gaze on this grassland cavalry force in the distance.

"Your Majesty, the Tatars are less than twenty li from here!"

"Less than ten li!"

"Less than five li!"

"Less than three li!"

"Your Majesty, less than two li. In a moment, the Tatars' arrows will be upon us!"

Before the words had even faded,

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Two feathered arrows struck straight into the grassland before Zhu Qizhen.

Zhu Di issued the command almost simultaneously.

"Now, run!"

As soon as Zhu Di finished speaking, Zhu Qizhen immediately galloped toward the Great Wall like a horse freed from its reins.

Beside Yesen, who was following behind Zhu Qizhen, a person dressed in Great Ming Eunuch attire also shouted hoarsely,

"Grand Preceptor, it is the Great Ming Emperor. The person before us is the Great Ming Emperor!"

Hearing the faint, urgent cries coming from behind Zhu Qizhen,

the muscles on Zhu Di's face finally relaxed slightly.