Although they have to plan a celebration, it is too difficult to attack Jinling City head-on.

The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties is not an empty talk after all.

Therefore, the emperor and his ministers gradually formed a consensus that they should cross the river from the upper reaches, and Taiping Road was the best choice.

Zhu Yuanzhang was high-spirited and waving his arms. Zhu Yuanzhang, who had always been deep and reserved, now turned red in the face, as if he was drunk, and his emotions were as unrestrained as the rolling river.

"Sir, what is the purpose of our painstaking planning and hard-working troops? Isn't it just to cross the river, occupy Jinling, and achieve imperial hegemony!" Zhu Yuanzhang said loudly.

Zhang Ximeng rode forward and looked at the river, his face also flushed.

It has been almost two years since I developed independently.

Hundreds of days and nights spent thinking and thinking hard.

Especially Zhu Yuanzhang, he had to deal with official affairs every day, train soldiers, study, summon people, and occasionally accompany his wife. All the time was full, from morning to night, without a moment's rest.

After paying so much, isn’t it for the great cause of the emperor?

Zhang Ximeng suppressed his excitement and said to Lao Zhu: "My lord, Jiqing is an ancient capital, a place of great beauty, a tiger and a dragon. As long as we win Jiqing, make bold moves, carry out reforms, eradicate bad policies, and win people's hearts. I dare you.

Guaranteed, after three to five years, my lord will be able to compete in the world!"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said: "Sir, he knows things like a god, so of course we know it. But we never thought that a beggar who begs everywhere, a little monk in the temple, could be where he is today! Is this God's will?"

"When I say it back to my lord, I think it's all my lord deserves!" Zhang Ximeng said with a smile.

Lao Zhu was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "Sir, is he so good at flattering you?"

"It's a slap on the dragon's fart!" Zhang Ximeng corrected.

Lao Zhu simply shook his head and said nothing... He solved Sun Deya and immediately rode over, intending to experience the feeling of drinking from the Yangtze River.

As for Zhang Ximeng, he is the only confidant who is lucky enough to share the joy. So far, the others are not qualified.

Lao Zhu took the horse again and walked along the river for a while before preparing to return.

But Lao Zhu's eyes were attracted by one place, and gradually, Zhu Yuanzhang's face became less beautiful.

It turned out that there were several huge Yuan Ting warships sailing across the river in the distance.

There was a fishing boat. I tried my best to avoid it, but a warship deliberately bumped into it.

Huge warships are like mountains, and small fishing boats are no better than duckweeds.

The two collided and the fishing boat was crushed directly.

An old fisherman, filled with grief and anger, struggled in the river and called for help.

But the Yuan Ting navy on the deck just laughed wildly and was extremely happy. They even took pleasure in ramming fishing boats and killing fishermen!

Zhu Yuanzhang was furious, but gradually, he felt a chill down his spine, and he actually shuddered.

"Sir, cross the river, cross the river! Can we really cross it?"

Although Yuan Ting's rule collapsed and its strength was not as good as before, the navy was still invincible and had dual advantages in quantity and quality.

So what if you drink from the Yangtze River?

Is it really possible to get by?

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at those behemoths and felt so helpless!
Chapter completed!