Zhu Di fell ill, he was very ill, and he was unconscious.

Upon receiving the news that Zhu Gaoxu was killed, he fell to the ground with black eyes.

When he woke up at night, he was very old and looked like an old man in his twilight years.

"father!"

King Zhao Zhu Gaosui rushed directly to Zhu Di, crying and shouting, "The second brother was killed, he was killed by Zhu Zhanji, the wolf cub!"

After killing Zhu Gaoxu, the personal guards committed suicide by wielding their swords and there was no evidence or physical evidence. But Zhu Gaosui could conclude that this matter was done by Wang Xiao!

Zhu Gaosui always called Wang Xiao a little wolf cub, and he realized early on that Wang Xiao's nature was not as sunny as his smile.

But what he couldn't imagine was that Wang Xiao's decisive and cruel actions were still above their brothers.

People in the world say that the second child looks like an emperor, but Zhu Gaosui thinks that Wang Xiao is the one who looks the most.

Zhu Di slowly supported himself and sat up, rubbed his face with trembling hands.

"Tell me, do you want to live or die?"

Zhu Di's words made Zhu Gaosui stop crying and stared at his father blankly.

"If you want to die, just kill with a knife. If you want to live, remember. Your second brother died under the Mongol sword!"

Zhu Di no longer paid attention to the stunned Zhu Gaosui and waved to Fan Zhong, the general guarding, who was beside him.

Fan Zhong quickly stepped forward to help Zhu Di up, and people around him came up to change clothes for the emperor.

"Where is the grandson?"

"After the death of the Han King, some of the three thousand battalions of generals spread messages saying that the death of the Han King was related to the grandson. Some of the three thousand soldiers were confronting the grandson."

Fan Zhong also heard Zhu Di's words before, and at this time he carefully described the situation outside. He did not dare to add fuel to the fire or hide it for anyone.

Zhu Di closed his eyes and did not speak. He waited until the dressing was finished and slowly walked out of the central army's tent.

The current situation of the Ming army is very chaotic.

They clearly won a victory that was enough to record history, but after the battle, they did not drink wine and eat meat according to their merits, but instead confronted each other faintly.

When Zhu Di rode his horse over, he saw that there were three thousand battalions of troops on one side of the valley, and almost all the other Ming troops on the other side!

When the Han King rushed to the battlefield at the last moment, his subordinates could not accept this result. After a brief chaos, he went to settle the score with Wang Xiao under Zhu Gaosui's instigation.

Zhu Gaoxu has been in the army for many years, and there are countless dead soldiers. It is actually normal for most of the three thousand battalions to avenge him.

But, he was dead after all.

People die like lamps extinguishing.

When Zhu Gaoxu was alive, the other soldiers and horses of the other battalions would not follow him, but they would not go to muddy water either. Because his prestige was there.

But he is dead.

The dead Zhu Gaoxu lost his prestige and the pressure that made other battalions palpitations.

On Wang Xiao's side, he is not a battlefield novice. He followed the emperor to fight outside the frontier at a young age.

This time, not only did he take charge of the Shenji Camp, but he was a general who held power in the army. He also personally led his troops to cross mountains and ridges to attack the Mongols' retreat, achieving a decisive victory.

The most important military achievements in the army are that both generals and soldiers are willing to follow a commander who can win battles.

Naturally, Wang Xiao's prestige was also established.

To be honest, Wang Xiao’s identity as the grandson is not very good in the army.

There are countless deposed princes in history, let alone grandson.

Wang Xiao himself knew this very well, so he risked his life to go to the battlefield in person.

In addition, Wang Xiao has another advantage, that is, the prince.

Although the prince is far away in the pass, the family of both the general and the soldiers are all in the pass, and their logistics supply is also dependent on the pass.

The King of Han was killed and the emperor was unconscious.

At this critical moment that may be the key to determining the belonging of the world, most of the people in the Ming army chose to stand on Wang Xiao's side.

If Zhu Gaoxu was still there, many soldiers and horses from the Three Thousand Battalions and even other battalions would go to war without any scruples.

But he is dead.

Without Zhu Gaoxu's commander, even the people from the Three Thousand Battalions were hesitant.

First, there is no leader who can truly convince the public.

Second, there is no evidence to prove that Zhu Gaoxu's death is related to Wang Xiao.

Third, once they really attack, they will undoubtedly be traitors. Not only themselves, but their families in the pass will also be in trouble.

Of course, Wang Xiao would not take the initiative to fight. Now he has an absolute advantage and no longer needs to take risks.

The two sides were in a stalemate until Zhu Di woke up.

Seeing Zhu Di riding his horse, all the Ming troops around saluted him.

"Long live the emperor!"

Fan Zhong, who led the horse for Zhu Di, had a complicated mood. Because he was close to him, he knew that the emperor was holding on.

The emperor on the horse's back was trembling slightly, not knowing when he would fall down.

The emperor's body is no longer possible.

Looking at Wang Xiao, who was straight and heroic, not far away, suddenly a strange thought came to Fan Zhong's heart.

"The sky of Ming Dynasty is about to change."

Zhu Di rode his horse to Wang Xiao, and stopped the horse and looked at him silently.

Wang Xiao was not at all afraid, and his eyes looked at the emperor with a clear look.

"In front of all the soldiers of the army, in front of the emperor and the queen, in front of your grandfather."

Zhu Di took a deep breath, "Tell me, did you do the death of the King of Han?"

Wang Xiao shook his head slowly.

"Not me."

"good!!!"

Zhu Di suddenly shouted, turned his horse's head and looked at the Sanqian Camp, "The death of the King of Han has nothing to do with the grandson! Are you going to betray the Ming Dynasty?"

If Zhu Gaoxu's prestige could make a large number of soldiers die for him, then Zhu Di's prestige, as the horse emperor, was enough to make anyone obey his orders without reservation.

The people on the opposite side fell into silence.

After a while, someone threw down the weapon in his hand and turned over and dismounted. Then, like waves, everyone dismounted and saluted the emperor.

"Long live the emperor!!"

The cheers of the Ming army echoed between heaven and earth, and a bloody internal strife was destroyed invisibly after Zhu Di came forward.

Zhu Di rode his horse to Wang Xiao and whispered, "You will be a good emperor in the future."

He is a good emperor, not a good grandson, not a good nephew.

Wang Xiao shook his head slowly.

"I don't."

The atmosphere of the Ming army's central tent was a bit strange.

On the ground was the King of Han wrapped in horses, and on one side were Zhu Gaosui and the former subordinates of the King of Han with red eyes. Opposite them were Wang Xiao and other Ming generals.

As for Zhu Di, his previous actions exhausted his little vitality and had to go back to the back tent to rest.

"My good nephew."

Zhu Gaosui stared at Wang Xiao gritting his teeth, "You are so cruel. Even your uncle doesn't let go. There is another uncle here, come and do it quickly."

Wang Xiao glanced at him, squatted down with a silk cloth and silently wiped the blood stains and dust on Zhu Gaoxu's armor.

"You're talking nonsense."

Wang Xiao's movements were very light and wiped very carefully. Even the dead grass in King Han's hair was cleaned up.

Zhu Gaosui's face changed from anger to doubt, from doubt to anxiety, and from anxiety to a tragic look.

"Second!"

Zhu Gaosui sat on the ground, crying and laughing at Zhu Gaoxu who was wrapped in horse leather.

"You are not wronged in death, and we are not wronged in defeat!"

"Who is this? It's been thousands of years. Which person with such a heart is not a peerless hero. Our brothers are defeated by him, so it's not unfair. If you leave well, you will go down to accompany you later."

"Uncle San will live a good life."

Wang Xiao whispered softly, "You will live a hundred years, and your descendants will surround your knees."

Zhu Gaosui was silent, sitting on the cold ground, looking at Wang Xiao with a daze, and didn't know what he was thinking.
To be continued...