Chapter 176

"Jiang Bin, it's fine. This is Emperor Wen Chengzong."

Hmm?

Emperor Wen Chengzong?

Hearing this posthumous title.

Zhu Di's originally icy heart seemed to have a spring breeze blow into it.

What a wonderful posthumous title.

Looking at Zhu Di's self-indulgent appearance.

Zhu Yuanzhang could not help but scold sharply,

"Fourth, when did I tell you to go be Emperor Taizong?! Can you handle it or not? If you can't, I'll go over there myself!"

Zhu Di shivered.

He immediately came to his senses, stared fixedly at Zhu Houzhao, and said in a low voice,

"What do you know? Wars aren't fought the way you do it. Be obedient and get back to the palace, now!"

Just as Zhu Di wanted to grab Zhu Houzhao and escort him back to the capital.

Zhu Houzhao, however, slipped away from Zhu Di's "clutches" as easily as a loach.

Zhu Di could not help but be stunned at the sight.

Zhu Houzhao, on the other hand, looked at Zhu Di with absolute resolve and said,

"Grandpa Ancestor, don't worry, your grandson can handle it!"

"Our great camp is just ahead!"

"Jiang Bin, let's go!"

Having said that, Zhu Houzhao and Jiang Bin both leapt onto their horses.

Before Zhu Di could even come back to his senses.

They had already galloped off toward the distant great camp.

Zhu Di, who had been standing nearby, was instantly dumbfounded.

"No, you, I—"

"You little brat, leave me a horse, damn it!"

"Grandpa Ancestor, don't rush. I'll send someone to pick you up in a bit!"

On the vast grassland.

Zhu Di stood alone, gazing at the distant great camp.

His heart could not help but set off a stampede of ten thousand horses.

Just as Zhu Di was still thinking about how he would deal with Zhu Houzhao later.

He suddenly sensed something was off.

At that moment, in the distant military camp, a cavalryman was also leading a horse and galloping toward Zhu Di.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Di, who was still standing there in a daze.

He could not help but scold,

"You little brat, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go to the camp to teach that kid a lesson!"

Zhu Di's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice,

"Father, something's wrong. This battle is off!"

Zhu Yuanzhang could not help but be stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"The weather is off."

Zhu Di had launched five northern expeditions against the grasslands.

He knew the grassland climate like the back of his hand.

Zhu Di clearly sensed the moisture lingering in the air.

Then he looked at the cavalryman beside him and asked,

"What month is it now?"

The cavalryman was stunned by the question.

"October."

"Right! That confirms it!"

"Good lad!"

"Where is Zhu Youjian? If I'm not mistaken, our Great Ming didn't crash and burn in this battle, did they?"

Zhu Qizhen in the chat group instantly jumped up in protest upon hearing this.

"Great-great-grandfather, you can't play favorites!"

"How come just one look from you and you think he can win while I'll lose!"

"Is that fair?"

Zhu Youjian's words shattered Zhu Qizhen's fantasy.

"Reporting to Grandpa Ancestor, Emperor Wu Zongyi was never captured. It's just that the affairs of his reign—I didn't really read much about them when I was studying out of the palace, and none of my tutors really covered them either, so I don't know the details either."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di instantly bristled.

"Didn't cover it?!"

"A story from our own dynasty—the Son of Heaven personally leads the campaign, commanding a hundred thousand troops—and your tutors didn't cover it?!"

At this point, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di both instantly sensed that something was off about this battle.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and gave a low-order.

"Fourth, go to the military camp and check the situation!"

Zhu Di spurred his horse, galloping straight into the military camp.

Shortly after Zhu Di entered the camp.

The originally biting cold wind on the grassland suddenly died down.

The entire main camp was eerily silent.

It is now the tenth lunar month.

Which corresponds to roughly November in the Gregorian calendar.

It is precisely the season of late autumn and early winter on the grassland.

The more it is this season,

the more likely a certain meteorological phenomenon appears.

—Fog!

According to Zhu Di's years of experience.

This fog will likely not be small; it should be a thick fog that blocks out the sky and sun!

Especially as the wind signs gradually die out, this fog will likely not clear for five or six days!

As expected.

At the third watch.

The originally silent grassland was immediately covered by a thin layer of fog.

And Zhu Houzhao gazed at the mist outside the tent.

His originally tense expression finally relaxed.

Heaven's timing, Earth's advantage, and human harmony are all ready!

There is absolutely no reason for this battle to end in defeat!

Just as the grassland was covered by this layer of white fog.

The originally rebellious brat vanished; a ruthless look suddenly appeared on Zhu Houzhao's face as he said in a low voice,

"Beat the drums and assemble the generals!"

In an instant, the war drums echoed throughout the Ming army's main camp.

The generals of each camp gathered at Zhu Houzhao's central command tent in an instant.

Zhu Houzhao gazed at the sand table before him and gave a firm order,

"Each camp must prepare for battle immediately, holding compasses and maps, and rush to converge on Yingzhou!"

"Before noon the day after tomorrow, all troops must be in position at the designated locations beneath Yingzhou City; those who disobey shall be beheaded!"