"Dad!" Zhu Gaoxu's little face turned red in the wind and snow as he shouted, "I'll follow Uncle Qiu. I'm old enough to kill people!"

"What a good boy, he is the son of our Zhu family!" Zhu Di laughed and looked at his son, "Father and son are going into battle. Today we will kill the enemy together, let's go!"

"Yes!" Zhu Gaoxu's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he was about to run away with his soldiers.

"Wait a minute!" Zhu Di looked at his son again and said specifically, "Remember to warm the handle of the knife with a soft cloth before drawing the knife, otherwise, the skin on your hand will be easily torn off!"

"Yes!" Zhu Gaoxu nodded, "Dad, I'm going!"

Zhu Di nodded and watched his son ride away.

At this time, the marching army was organized by the generals and turned into an attack formation.

Zhu Di pulled down the visor of his iron helmet, touched his beloved horse's neck, and moved forward silently.

Gradually, the outline of the enemy's camp was revealed.

Zhu Di slowly drew out the cold long knife.

Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared in the wind and snow.

But while thousands of people were waiting, the knife did not fall.

Zhu Di, who was on the horse, turned his head and looked in the south direction.

"At this time, have you just gotten up? Are you still having breakfast with the old man?"

"You are enjoying the gentle countryside in the deep palace, but you don't know that the man on the frontier has a sword in his hand! Hum, eldest nephew, let's see whether it is the things in your books that are more powerful, or the swords and guns in your fourth uncle's hands!"

After silently reciting two words in his heart, Zhu Di roared in the wind and snow.

"Boys, kill the captives!"

The long knife struck down with a crash, chopping up the wind and snow.

The war horses galloped, Zhu Di moved forward with his long sword, like a pack of wolves, rushing towards the enemy's camp.

Behind him were tens of thousands of Ming tigers and wolves.

The snow is getting heavier.

However, the white snow is stained with red blood.

"kill!"

"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

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My style of writing novels is this. If I want the novel to be turned into a movie, every character must be fully fleshed out.

So, it’s not me, I’ve tried my best to slim down the plot. I love you, please love me too, work hard, ahhhh                                                                 .

I'm going to have lunch and I'll have some when I get back.
Chapter completed!