Author: The beggar

After the child was born, Zhu Youjian naturally wanted to go and take a closer look.

Newborn babies with wrinkled skin are no different from ordinary children. There is nothing special about them, not to mention their noses and eyebrows.

He is quite strong, eight pounds faster than nine pounds.

Zhu Youjian didn't see for a while whether this child might have inherited his unique genes.

I don’t know whose genes the mixed genes of these three people belong to.

Considering that none of the three of them had this powerful magic weapon in their previous memories, it's really hard to say.

The divine weapons are all fused.

There is no reason why the objects behind the magic weapon belong to only one person.

Zhu Youjian found out by himself that he should only occupy the vast majority in thinking, so the face covering his brain has not changed much as before, and his body is a very standard three-in-one.

Then here comes the problem.

Is there any fusion of genes?

Have to watch again.

The birth of the Black Banner Ulte's eldest son made all the leaders of the Old Black Banner clans cheer for joy. If they hadn't been able to spread the word, they would have been partying in the streets.

When Black Flag stepped into this vast world, just like what Gebo Xihan said, they could only firmly believe that they were with the Uerte, and they had always been. This way, they had a weak cultural and civilizational foundation in front of other races.

That way I won't be abandoned.

Perhaps other monarchs and kings from barbarian tribes can only rely on the tribe from which they were born to become the king of their tribe.

But Wuerte is obviously different. He knows too much and is too powerful.

The old black flag is becoming less and less important.

In the past, they could still sacrifice their lives for the special effects of the Wuer and conquer the world with a fierce and fearless fighting style.

But now the world is getting bigger and bigger.

There are more and more powerful troops around Wuerte.

They also obviously found that they were gradually unable to fight.

A wealthy life erodes people's hearts. They still dare to fight and are still brave, but everyone knows that as time goes by, they will become weaker and weaker.

Can't control it.

Lao Heiqi could not produce warriors, nor could he produce ministers with wisdom beyond their backgrounds who could help the Wuerte govern this huge country with many races and manipulate politics.

Ministers of other races are very comfortable in the government, and can speak several languages. Their old Heiqi can't even understand Chinese, and there are even huge gaps in his own language.

If this continues, they will inevitably stay away from Wuerte and away from the core.

Fortunately, it is no longer the case.

They had a person who was absolutely connected by blood to them, a prince, a blood descendant of a divinely blessed hero. His existence gave Old Black Flag time to keep up with the times.

Soon more princes and blood descendants will be born.

The bloodline of Wuerte will continue, and the tribes of Laoheiqi will be protected for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

This is what the prayers chanted by the shamans look like when translated.

Zhu Youjian was also happy to see their cheerful appearance.

The tribes of Lao Heiqi are real.

Empress Cong Long did not rely on her status to amass wealth and bring trouble to the government, nor did she disrupt local governance, nor did she have the opportunity to annex land. She did a lot to bully others, but this was enough to keep her peace.

Now that I am far away from the government and civil affairs, I don’t make any noise anymore. I immediately reflect on my own inability to do so.

As long as these are maintained, the grace will not disappear.

But if a crazy shaman wants to smear something on the face of a newborn child, that will definitely not work. The ingredients must be clearly explained and the sticky rod can be checked first.

He praised Shadali, who had just given birth to a child, and made her a concubine on the spot, bestowing her with many possessions and visiting her father to confirm her status as the mother of the eldest son.

Zhu Youjian said that he would visit every day to take a good look at his 'eldest son', and then go back to work.

The leaders of the various clans in Old Black Banner were left behind to discuss when to send the news back to Liaodong.

But the sticky rod has already started to move.

Spread the news to the world.

Zhu Aelao soon learned of this, and without saying a word, she asked her subordinates to prepare some gifts for her new brother. The specifications of the gifts were mostly in accordance with Han rites.

These days she has been claiming to be ill and staying at home.

After returning from a walk on the grassland, Zhu Youjian once again urged marriage, which made her a little confused.

Zhu Cihong and Zhu Cijiong will also know soon.

Wang Chengen in Nanjing will also know.

The news will be announced in two days, and Zhu Youjian will have to reward the ministers and officials as usual, so that the imperial palace and even the people of the imperial city can get some glory.

And now, many people have noticed it.

Hong Chengchou, Li Huaxi and others knew about this a long time ago when they were serving as assistants to the government. As soon as they heard that the Laohei Banner tribes were happily making noise near the 'harem', they naturally had to prepare in advance some birth ceremony, three dynasty ceremony, and full moon ceremony.

, a hundred-day gift.

Soon, the entire capital will cheer for the birth of the son of Wuerte.

It's a pity that some people will definitely not be happy about this.

For example, Fulin was imprisoned in the imperial city and had just gotten married.

For example, the Eight Banners.

When the prince was born, the war was still going on.

The Black Flag North Route Army strangled two red flags and a white flag in the Chahar Mongolian territory outside Zhangjiakou.

After the Eight Banners withdrew from Zhangjiakou, they were originally supposed to cover Hauge's rear, but now they were blocked by the black flags.

Hauge, the Great Khan, simply abandoned them and left.

The last chord in the hearts of the rebel Eight Banners was broken.

The fighting spirit dropped greatly.

After Duny was captured, Xiangbaiqi's troops had to avoid any battles. Many of them surrendered, and their combat effectiveness was basically lost.

The two Red Flag owners are closely united.

But when they led their troops to break through the encirclement for the second time, Shuosei, the commander of the red flag, ate an explosive packet head-on. The guards around him came to the rescue and threw him to the ground. The guards acted as human shields, which prevented him from being blown up on the spot.

die.

The Black Flag Army swarmed up and captured him. Two hours later, Shuosai died of severe injuries to his lungs and vomited blood.

When Luck Dehun was left as the leader of the Zhenghong Banner, he had less than 10,000 men under his command. Because he failed to break through many times, he was defeated by firearms and suffered many injuries.

In the end, Luck Dehun, a man with some culture in the Eight Banners clan, wrote a tragic and tragic poem, and followed the example of his seventh uncle Man Dahai, who drew his sword and committed suicide in the army.

Later, his eleven-year-old second son Sara and many generals in the Eight Banners Army came to surrender with his head in his arms.

When Black Flag sent someone over to confirm that he wanted to surrender, Bolo and Nikan also came over with complicated expressions to recognize them, and helped Black Flag pick out the Lao Ai family clan.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the surrender, Sara stood up and said loudly to the Eight Banners generals who were kneeling on the ground waiting for arrangements: "My father committed suicide because you did not dare to fight to the death! Before my father died, he asked you to surrender with his head. In the future,

You still need to remember this kindness! Go to his grave every year to worship!!”

After saying that, he would take out his dagger and kill himself.

"Bang!"

Then he was shot down by Zhu Cijiong's guard.

The Eight Banners generals were restless, but they were already surrounded by musketeers.

But Bolo and Nikan lost their composure.

They were not familiar with this child, but this appearance made them feel ashamed and made them choke with sobs.

"Send the medic!"

Seeing this, Zhu Cijiong shook his head and shouted, and the surrender ceremony continued.

The first chapter is finished, the second chapter will be ready soon
Chapter completed!