[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut":3,"chapter-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-177":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from the Battlefield: Gathering Attributes to Build the All-Heavens Ming Dynasty",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2341984,4577,"Chapter 177: Open the Treasure Chests! The Imperial Seal Is in Langxu Mountain!","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-177",177,"\u003Cp>Inside the Danning border army camp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the tent, Zhu Ying sat alone on a chair, his eyes brimming with barely contained excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Delayed this long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally, I can open the treasure chests.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying smiled, his voice tinged with urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, his gains were substantial: an imperial edict arrived, granting him three more treasure chests, added to those he had previously accumulated—his total number of chests was now considerable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In total, twenty-three chests: sixteen common, six first-rank, and one second-rank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I don’t get something good from these, my luck must be truly abysmal,” Zhu Ying thought silently, his anticipation growing stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hoarding them for so long, the moment to open them had finally arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying took a deep breath, calmed himself, then gave the order: “Open all treasure chests.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Host command: open all treasure chests,” the interface prompted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open sixteen common chests.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Grain Grain Bigu Elixir] ten bottles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Premium Hemostatic Powder] ten bottles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Mineral Vein Survey Method] one volume.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Five Hundred Liang of Gold].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Set of Acupuncture Needles].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained Huang Jie lower-grade [Golden Silk Soft Armor] one piece.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Pigeon Taming Method] one volume.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [One Thousand Liang of Silver].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [One Hundred Fine Steel Swords].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [One Hundred Fine Steel Armor-Piercing Arrows].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Compass] one unit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open first-rank treasure chest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Petroleum Survey Method] one volume.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained Huang Jie lower-grade [Basic Internal Art].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained Huang Jie upper-grade [Strengthening Elixir] formula.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained Xuan Jie lower-grade [Star Shift].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [New Waterwheel Manufacturing Blueprint].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained [Refined Salt Extraction Method].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open second-rank treasure chest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obtained Xuan Jie upper-grade [Nine Yang Divine Art].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interface prompts ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zhu Ying’s eyes, all treasure chests had opened, their contents displayed clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Future technologies, weapons, cultivation arts, elixir formulas—even an Xuan Jie upper-grade cultivation scripture—appeared before him one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuan Jie upper-grade, [Nine Yang Divine Art].”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s voice trembled slightly, filled with shock and joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There really are divine cultivation scriptures in these chests.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The treasure chests really can yield treasures from all realms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And this Star Shift too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After just a glance, his gaze locked entirely onto these two Xuan Jie-level scriptures; countless thoughts surged in his mind: “I wonder if I can cultivate the Nine Yang Divine Art now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s heart brimmed with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, Zhu Ying focused his intent and extracted the scripture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a violent surge within his consciousness, as if a powerful force churned within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Xuan Jie upper-grade cultivation scripture was etched into his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere moments, Zhu Ying had memorized its entire content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Convert internal breath into internal force, then project it outward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At present, cultivation can only increase internal breath; according to my data-converted attributes, I must wait until internal breath reaches ten thousand points before it can transform into internal force.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover, this cultivation requires heavenly and earthly spiritual energy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does this world even possess heavenly and earthly spiritual energy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying stared at the Nine Yang Divine Art in his mind, both exhilarated and frustrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to previous internal arts he’d obtained, the Nine Yang Divine Art was vastly superior—cultivation increased internal breath by ten points per day, a result of his data-converted system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But transforming internal breath into internal force was a monumental leap, requiring support from heavenly and earthly spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For once that step was taken—internal breath becoming internal force—he would truly transcend the mortal realm, and Zhu Ying would become the sole transcendent being in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavenly and earthly spiritual energy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying had never felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Star Shift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s gaze shifted to the other martial technique scripture: “Though it too requires internal force to unleash its full power, with my current depth of internal breath, I can at least control it within a zhang’s range using internal breath alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If one day I face a storm of arrows, I won’t fear them anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After extracting it, Zhu Ying understood the technique more deeply, and his confidence grew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting aside these two Xuan Jie martial techniques for now, Zhu Ying turned his attention to the other items obtained from the treasure chests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mineral vein survey method, petroleum survey, refined salt extraction, new waterwheel manufacturing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though these seemed of little immediate use, Zhu Ying knew that if he ever founded a nation, they would play a crucial role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the various technologies he had already acquired, the nation Zhu Ying would one day establish would inevitably be a technological powerhouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, fully converting these technologies into tangible results would require sufficient talent and ample time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this era, there was no such thing as scientific research—it would be extremely difficult to fully realize them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, he needed patience and steady accumulation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time—he had no shortage of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All these treasure chests, taken together, are immensely useful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying murmured softly, his eyes gleaming with joy: “Next, I’ll continue killing enemies in the army to gather attributes, and meanwhile, find the Imperial Seal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once I obtain the Imperial Seal, when I establish my empire, I, Zhu Ying, will be the legitimate ruler.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he moved further north, he drew ever closer to the Imperial Seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying, of course, burned with eager longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial Seal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The treasure symbolizing supreme authority—who could remain unmoved by it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the tent, Liu Lei’s voice came respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying replied in a low tone, instantly masking his expression and returning to his usual composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lei immediately pulled back the curtain and entered, holding a map in both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord,” Liu Lei raised the map high, his tone filled with reverence: “This is the most detailed northern frontier map we found in the military council tent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lei frowned slightly and added, “But the Northern Yuan are extremely cunning. Though the map roughly marks locations, it’s only detailed near their established cities—the deeper into the northern frontier, the more incomplete it becomes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lei respectfully extended the map, his eyes revealing his disdain for the Northern Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not even the current Northern Yuan emperor, nor any former imperial clan member except Kublai, could have mapped the northern frontier so thoroughly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying reached out and took the map, unfolding it gently as his gaze slowly traced its lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, the Northern Yuan aren’t fools.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they truly drew detailed maps of the northern frontier, it would be their own doom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying smiled faintly—he understood perfectly why the Northern Yuan maps were so incomplete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lei nodded thoughtfully: “If the Northern Yuan had actually drawn such maps, how would they ever hide again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For countless years, how has China dealt with these barbarians? By never being able to find their trail,” Liu Lei nodded in understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough.” Zhu Ying raised his head, looked at Liu Lei, and said gently, “You may rest now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your servant takes his leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Lei said nothing more, bowed deeply, then slowly withdrew from the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying took out the map of the Imperial Seal once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed the two maps side by side on the table, his gaze meticulously scanning every detail of both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, his eyes locked onto one spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Langjuxu Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s eyes narrowed slightly, revealing surprise and excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Imperial Seal is here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s gaze was fixed entirely on a single location on the map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lay deep within the heartland of the Northern Yuan, the very place hailed as the greatest honor a general could achieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To seal Langjuxu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying’s voice was low and resolute: “This time, I must accomplish the sealing of Langjuxu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just for the Imperial Seal—but for Langjuxu itself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which Han son wouldn’t want to?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only then can I truly deserve the title of Champion Marquis.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying stared at the map, murmuring to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in his eyes surged a fierce ambition—the ultimate aspiration of every Han man in any age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Capital, Grand Audience Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was suffocating; the hall stood solemn and dignified, yet thick with decay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My loyal ministers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yuan Emperor sat upon the dragon throne, his voice weary and helpless as his gaze slowly swept across the court: “The Ming army is already at the last two guard cities of my capital.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do none of you have anything to say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s voice echoed through the hall, but stirred not a ripple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with the Emperor’s question and his hopeful gaze, every minister lowered their heads, as if the floor held infinite allure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faces bore either fear or helplessness—no one dared speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire hall was filled with an eerie silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alas.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yuan Emperor sighed deeply, his body sagging with exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back on the throne, his eyes filled with profound disappointment: “Didn’t you say my Yuan iron cavalry could crush the Ming army?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you say my guard cities were impregnable fortresses?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And now? The Ming army is at my capital’s gates—and still not one of you speaks?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor spoke with bitter resignation, his voice heavy with disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manzi stepped forward, his voice loud, shattering the hall’s silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are still three hundred thousand troops stationed in the two guard cities, with ample grain and supplies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They can certainly hold,” Manzi bowed his fists, gazing at the Emperor with unshakable confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you so certain, Grand Marshal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s dim eyes suddenly brightened, as if a sliver of light had pierced the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I am given command, I will hold them,” Manzi said earnestly, his expression unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.” The Emperor immediately nodded, fixing his gaze on Manzi: “Since you are so confident, I entrust you with command of these three hundred thousand troops. You must hold these two cities—they are my Yuan’s last bulwark.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope you will hold them. And do not betray my trust.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor’s voice carried urgency, as if clinging to his final hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manzi immediately knelt on one knee and cried out: “I will not disappoint Your Majesty!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, Grand Marshal, depart at once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do not give the Ming army any chance,” the Emperor said at once, his eyes filled with anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manzi nodded firmly, as if sensing the Emperor’s seriousness, then turned and left the court, vanishing beyond the hall’s doors to head for the guard cities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My ministers, do any of you have further petitions?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Manzi’s departure, the Emperor turned again to the court ministers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept slowly over each face, carrying a faint, desperate hope that someone might rise with useful counsel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Northern Yuan lands had fallen step by step; only the capital and the two guard cities remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no longer any state business—what petitions could there be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall sank once more into deathly silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since there is nothing more, the court is dismissed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am weary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing no one speak, the Emperor waved his hand, slumping back on the throne in deep disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice brimmed with exhaustion and resentment, as if he had aged decades in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your servants take their leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ministers filed out, their figures hurried and disordered, quickly vanishing from the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, only the Chancellor Shiliemen remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When alone, the Emperor lifted his head and beckoned to Shiliemen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiliemen immediately stepped forward, his pace swift, as if fearing delay in something vital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How prepared are we?” the Emperor asked in a lowered voice, his tone tense and cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty,” Shiliemen replied in the same hushed tone, “Everything is ready. The imperial treasury’s contents were shipped north in batches half a month ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All those you personally selected have been secretly notified—they will depart immediately upon your command.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Emperor nodded in satisfaction: “I have already sent the Crown Prince ahead. The Ming army draws nearer—we cannot afford delay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leave tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Retreat to our ancestral lands.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Han people have a saying: ‘As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Above all, preserve our lives—protect the foundation of the Yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once we retreat into our ancestral lands, I do not believe the Ming will dare pursue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alas!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I regret not fleeing months ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor spoke with bitter sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the retreat was for survival, the thought of abandoning the capital—his home for years, the most prosperous place of the Yuan, closest to Han culture—filled him with deep reluctance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face bore longing and helplessness, heavy with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiliemen said solemnly, “This retreat is for the future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as Your Majesty lives, and our Yuan royal line endures,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our Yuan will rise again. These lands and cities seized by the Ming will one day be reclaimed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And our Yuan will, as our ancestors did, ride across the Central Plains and make those lowly Han kneel once more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiliemen’s words brimmed with resolve—even in this ruin, he still harbored ambition, as if their flight were not defeat, but merely the prelude to the Yuan’s glorious rebirth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the Emperor wholeheartedly agreed: “You are right. One day, our Yuan will rise again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those lowly Han,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They deserve to die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fierce gleam flashed in the Emperor’s eyes—boundless hatred for the Han, for the Great Ming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiliemen remembered something else: “Your Majesty, this northern retreat must not be leaked. Otherwise, we cannot escape. And the tribal chieftains in court all have their own agendas. Our royal power has weakened greatly—they may turn traitor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The news of Your Majesty’s retreat must be revealed only after you reunite with the Crown Prince.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After all, you still have one hundred thousand elite troops stationed in the northern frontier—they can protect you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiliemen spoke with utmost caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood the importance and danger of this northern retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our Great Yuan is not an impenetrable fortress!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tribal leaders in court each have their own agendas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yuan Emperor nodded heavily: “Chancellor, with you, I am fortunate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a pity about Wang Man—if we hadn’t left him behind, how could we have deceived those disloyal ministers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the Ming had been united from the start, how could our Great Yuan have come to this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they had sent reinforcements before Liaodong fell, and hadn’t blocked me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could our Great Yuan have ended up in this state? These traitors all deserve to die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling past events, the Yuan Emperor was filled with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in this world, there is no medicine for regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from regret, the Yuan Emperor now felt rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yingtian, Imperial Palace, Wenyuan Pavilion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Biao,” Zhu Yuanzhang’s excited voice rang through the pavilion; he held a military report, his aged face beaming with joy: “Have you seen this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our northern expeditionary army is about to reach the Yuan capital.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, our Great Ming’s northern campaign is finally about to succeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuanzhang’s laughter was bold and hearty, celebrating the great victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the achievement of our northern elite.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After this northern campaign, the Yuan will be unable to stir up trouble for years,” Zhu Biao said with a smile, deeply pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Ministers also bowed to congratulate Zhu Yuanzhang: “Your servants humbly congratulate His Majesty—the northern campaign is about to succeed! Your Majesty’s achievements shall be eternally recorded in history.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: “This is not my achievement—it’s the Crown Prince’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For this northern campaign, every grain supply and troop deployment was reviewed and approved by the Crown Prince.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I did nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I merely listened to reports and rewarded the meritorious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, his words carrying deeper meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as in the earlier Liaodong campaign, this great achievement—the kind that earns eternal fame in history—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He intended to leave it all to his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuanzhang’s expectations for Zhu Biao were known throughout court, yet no one had ever gone this far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Crown Prince is wise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After the northern campaign, the Crown Prince’s name shall be eternally recorded in history.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ministers in the hall immediately chorused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all understood the Emperor’s intent—how would they dare defy him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will the grain supplies for the northern campaign hold out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuanzhang turned to Zhao Mian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty may rest assured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To support the northern campaign, the Ministry of Revenue has stockpiled a full year’s worth of grain—there is still surplus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And this northern expedition has lasted less than seven months; supplies are ample,” Zhao Mian replied at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuanzhang nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Majesty,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Ministry of Works has produced ample iron bullets and cannonballs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The northern campaign will not stall,” the Minister of Works added quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, then said: “Send orders to Guo Ying—our goal is the destruction of the Yuan, not the capture of cities!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since we still have ample grain supplies,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let him decide for himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2841,"2026-06-20T23:30:09.614Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","48af4c87532ecab3cc880c8c56ebd9aa397ece67e216c8903596dcb2860c69a8","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-178","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-176",204,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-cover.jpg"]