Your Highness...

Some soldiers in the front looked at Zhu Houzhao dumbfounded when they heard these two words.

This general who was kind to them, personally boosted their morale on the battlefield, and praised them after the war, is the current Crown Prince?

Such people actually went to the frontier in person and even rushed into the battlefield.

Everyone couldn't believe it for a moment.

Zhu Houzhao raised his hand with a smile: "General Zhang, please get up."

"This battle has been won. Let's go back with me first."

Success?

When Zhang Jun heard the news that the prince had encountered the Tatar army, he was so frightened that he almost went crazy.

He knew how effective the transport team was.

How could it be possible to defeat so many Tatar troops?

Fortunately, he has been on the battlefield for a long time and can still remain calm.

He summoned almost all the soldiers and horses of the Xuan Mansion that night. They brought nothing with them and ran over without stopping, lightly armed and with people in tow.

Now that he had just arrived, Zhu Houzhao actually said he had won?

Zhang Jun said blankly: "Just, you win?"

Zhu Houzhao said with certainty: "We won."

"Well, the results of this battle are all behind. When we get back, I have to trouble you, Mr. Zhang, to take some inventory."

Zhang Jun was dumbfounded.

The news he received clearly stated that the Tatar army had tens of thousands of people.

The one thousand defenders of the grain transport team and the few thousand civilians will win?

Zhang Jun felt like he was dreaming.

He has been guarding the border for many years and has not said such a great victory for many years.

He glanced at the person next to Zhu Houzhao.

A young man he had never seen before was on the right, and on the left was Zhu Hui, the protector of the country.

Zhu Hui's words further confirmed the authenticity of this matter.

"I only arrived yesterday afternoon."

"At that time, His Highness and the Marquis of Dingxi, with the original strength of the transport team, had repelled the enemy's attack for the first time."

It's really not a dream...

He actually defeated the enemy with such a huge disparity in military strength...

Zhang Jun still has a lot to ask, but obviously now is not the time to ask.

He looked at Zhu Hui and stood up full of questions.

As the commander-in-chief of the Xuanfu, he actually brought people here later than Duke Baoguo?

Zhu Houzhao raised his voice and said to the soldiers behind Zhang Jun: "Thanks to all the soldiers for the rescue this time."

"Everyone deserves credit for the victory in this war."

"Go back and have a party!"

"Thank you, Prince Chitose!"

Everyone dismounted, saluted Zhu Houzhao, and replied loudly.

There are more and more people.

The large army slowly headed back towards Xuanfu.

It was only then that everyone realized that Zhu Houzhao was the prince.

Some soldiers at the back secretly told the people next to them: "The commander of this battle is the current Crown Prince."

"As for the one who led us deep into the enemy's army, he is the leader of the world, the legendary Six-headed Number One Scholar."

"Tsk, tsk, I never thought that I, Chen San, could win a battle with these awesome people."

"Hey, who would have thought?"

"At that time, seeing them young and pale, I thought they were young men out for fun somewhere."

The young master is actually not wrong, he is just the biggest young master in the world.

"I think His Highness's command is much better than that of our Duke."

The man suppressed his voice and joked with the people next to him with a smile.

The other person also said "hey".

"How can the Duke of the country know how to take command? Even the champion led us into the enemy army and killed several of them."

"When has the Duke ever personally raised a sword?"

"Shh, be careful..."

This kind of thing can only be said secretly in private.

Everyone changed the topic very wisely.

"Speaking of which, this number one scholar is truly remarkable."

Young Master is actually right, but this is God

"Do you know that he can mow down a large area of ​​enemy troops with a single wave of his spear?"

"That strength, tsk tsk..." The man compared it and said, "I think if he punches me, I will definitely die."

"Yes, this champion man is a scholar, but he is very powerful. It is estimated that among the generals in our frontier, there is no one more brave than him."

"If I can fight with such true heroes, I will have no regrets even if I die."

"Yes, yes, with His Highness the Crown Prince as the commander-in-chief, and with the No. 1 Scholar as the commander-in-chief, maybe we can also follow Fenglangjuxu!"

"Hey, your dream is a bit beautiful."

"..."

Everyone talked to each other along the way and walked back in a relaxed atmosphere.

The people they talked to were inseparable from Zhu Houzhao, who was commanding and coordinating the overall situation, and Zhao Ce, who was leading the charge.

This battle will be their bragging rights from now on.

After returning to the camp, those who were not taken out this time will definitely have to listen to them bragging about this matter every day.

When it comes out, it rushes forward very quickly.

But everyone walked slowly back to the city and spent another night in the wild.

On the next day, everyone returned to Xuanfu City.

...

Beijing at this time.

Emperor Hongzhi was handling political affairs alone between the morning and afternoon dynasties.

After looking at the memorial, I always felt that the hall was a little too quiet.

"The prince has been recuperating for a few days, and I don't know how his health is."

"Why is he so squeamish? I hit him casually a few times and let him go to class for a few days with his injuries. Then he lay down and couldn't get up."

The attendant on the side suggested: "I have never received such a severe punishment before. Your Majesty, do you want to see me?"

Emperor Hongzhi said helplessly: "My son won't come to see me, but I will rush to see him."

"Where have you learned this filial piety?"

The attendant on the side quickly replied: "Young Master is a rich man, so it is understandable that he cannot come to pay your respects to Your Majesty because he is injured."

His son was usually noisy, and Emperor Hongzhi always felt that he was a bit noisy.

It had only been two or three days since he saw anyone, and he felt that it was too quiet around him.

When he hit the board earlier, he knew that the guards would definitely save their strength and not dare to hurt him too much.

But think about it, Zhu Houzhao has been pampered since he was a child, and he is loved by thousands of people.

Being slapped so openly in front of everyone must be uncomfortable.

Emperor Hongzhi put down the memorial in his hand and cursed with a smile: "This little brat got angry with me."

"You are such a big man, but I just let people beat you up a few times, and you still get angry."

"That's all. As a father, I won't argue with him."

"It's better to go to the East Palace to see him."

The emperor stood up and prepared to drive to the East Palace to see Zhu Houzhao.

Suddenly there was a communication sound outside the door.

"Your Majesty, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry wishes to see you."

Emperor Hongzhi paused for a moment, put aside the matter of seeing the prince for the time being, and sat down again.
Chapter completed!