The departure of King Zhao made Zhu Di not feel good.

Zhu Di knew in his heart that Zhu Gaosui took great risks when he left.

If the rebels were not deceived, but instead gathered tens of thousands to attack Zhu Gaosui, then his son would probably be dead for a lifetime.

Hao Fenglou could feel Zhu Di's emotions. The person in front of him was both a father and then the emperor.

The father has the affection of licking his calf, but the emperor is ruthless. It is complicated enough to appear on one person at the same time.

As the emperor, Zhu Di must be clear that these rebels must be resolved immediately and must not be defeated. Otherwise, Annan will be in turmoil and the people of the country will be suspicious, and Zhu Di will never bear this political consequence.

But as a father, he hopes that his son will be safe and that he will be safe and sound.

Hao Fenglou felt that Zhu Di was also a living person, a flesh and blood person. When he saw Zhu Di quietly turn his head, the starry tears were circling in his old eyes. Then he smiled coldly and changed into an emperor's face. He also saw his fingers pounding the desk uneasily, but soon, he realized something and immediately stopped this abnormal behavior.

Hao Fenglou simply pretended to move his attention aside, as if he was thinking casually. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Zhu Di's gaze looking at him gently.

Zhu Di smiled: "Didn't you make a joke?" With Zhu Di's sensitivity, how could he not understand what Hao Fenglou's small movements mean?

Hao Fenglou said seriously: "Father, my son doesn't understand, but I just don't know what my son is laughing at?" Even though he knew that he was exposed, Hao Fenglou had to pretend to be stupid. Seeing other people's "privacy" is indeed a taboo. It may not be a good thing to see the emperor's "love for children". It is very likely that this is a way to kill himself. Hao Fenglou is certainly clear that as his adopted son, the disaster will not come to an end, but he is used to being thick and thin, and he is unwilling to show any "foot".

Zhu Di smiled: "You, you don't know how to restrain yourself when you should be cautious, but you don't know how to be cautious when you should be too cautious. As you see, although I am the emperor, I am also a father. In fact, it is natural to have the feelings of licking a calf. You see it when you see it, why do you have to pretend to be hypocritical? Huh..." He breathed a long sigh of relief and continued: "Life and death are destined to be rich and noble in the sky. I will no longer think about it. Sui'er will be blessed. He will be safe and sound. Now, I just want to ask you again. In this pass, there are less than a thousand officers and soldiers guarding the pass.

Once the rebels take the bait, the rebels surrounded outside the pass will cover the clouds and sun, and the mountains are covered with countless numbers. I ask you. Can you defend it? To be honest, I am good at attacking but not defending. If I teach me to lead thousands of cavalry to defeat the enemy ten times that in front of me, although I know it is invincible, I am confident that I will kill the thief chief under the knife. However, I don’t have much confidence in how to defend the pass. The key to this battle is that Langshan Pass, whether it can defend this Langshan Pass, and whether it can keep the enemy tens of thousands of enemy troops under the pass. If I can’t defend it, everything will be over."

Hao Fenglou couldn't help but feel speechless, what had you done? He said before that he believed you, but when King Zhao left, he cooked the rice with a ripe rice. Even if he regretted it, he suddenly became so unsure. What's this?

Hao Fenglou gritted his teeth and said sincerely: "I am not sure, but I will never let the rebels step into Guanzhong if I have a breath."

He was indeed not sure that this pass was not a natural barrier. Even because of his disrepair, many passes had many weaknesses. Opposite the pass was a plain and broad land, which was just right for the army to attack the city. If there was negligence, it could be fatal.

But what can he say now? The only thing he can say is that he has survived and died with this pass, and he has no way out.

Zhu Di smiled, stood up, patted Hao Fenglou on the shoulder and said, "Very good, this is what I want." After that, he returned to the city wall with his hands behind his back, holding the women's wall, overlooking the mountains and rivers outside the pass.

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"go ahead……"

“Back…”

"preparation……"

"shoot……",

"Smack it..."

The musket team repeatedly practiced within the barriers. Although they were repeatedly victorious and were now considered veterans on the battlefield, such practices were never interrupted.

On the other side, nearly three hundred strong men squatted or stood, watching the muskets perform with envy.

The hundreds of households next to them ignored them and let them observe.

These mountain people have not yet truly become executioners on the battlefield at this time. At this time, in addition to showing fascination on their faces, there is also some relaxation.

Although the exercises these days have been quite difficult, it is not unbearable for the strong mountain people. They are used to suffering. Sometimes, they often have to lie in the grass for several hours to keep moving. Sometimes, in order to chase the hare, they cross mountains and ridges in one breath, and I don’t know how many steps they have to take. Even if they are logging, they are arduous and waving their arms. Even if the tiger’s mouth is numb, even if the muscles on their bodies are sore and painful, they will not take a break.

Here, the food is good. The three-section bamboo tube is filled with white rice. There are pork and vegetable leaves on the rice. There is a lot of oil in the pork. It is so comfortable to eat in your mouth. Although it is harsh when practicing, it is still easy. Everyone is also very careful.

However, what everyone envies the most is that those muskets can hold muskets. Legend has long been circulating in the deep mountains that thousands of rebels were beaten by these muskets. So these guys were all intent on when they could magically take the muskets to kill the enemy.

They are obviously still a little immature and don’t know what it means to use these “weapons” to smash people’s flesh and blood. Just like all people who have never experienced it, they are now full of longing.

"All... line up!"

Suddenly, a hundred households blew a bamboo whistle and let out a loud roar.

When the men heard this, they stood up one after another and started rushing to line up.

The Baihu was carrying his hands behind his back, the fish clothes on his body were dirty, his face was covered with dust, and the beard under his jaw was stained with dust. He shouted at them in front of the team: "Have you seen enough? Have you seen enough? What have you seen? What have you seen?"

The men were a little nervous and scared, and finally said singly: "The humble are watching the firearms..."

"Detect the gun?" Baihu suddenly stopped and looked at them coldly: "Is it good? Does others look good at firing guns? Do you know, if the people standing opposite the gunman, these people will be beaten to pieces. Do you know what it means to be scattered? It is like flesh rotting into mud, bones are penetrated one by one, and blood is poured out. Once you arrive on the battlefield, the musketeers stand there like when they are practicing. On the opposite side are enemies. They are not playing with the guns, but if they don't fire guns and beat the other party into meat paste, the other party will

Rush over and cut down the gunmen. Is this cruel? Is this cruel? You must know that no matter who you are, you have parents, wives and children, you are all flesh and blood creatures, and no one wants to kill people. But you have to understand that reality is like this. If you don’t kill people, you will be killed. So I tell you that to have compassion, people must have compassion. You are not animals, not animals, so you must know mercy. This is also our rule. When you come here, the first rule is mercy. Never kill people unless you have to. Kill innocent people indiscriminately, and kill them!"

The mountain people suddenly felt solemn, and they dared not forget to remember the word mercy.

Baihu continued: "But although everyone is all living beings, all joys, sorrows, and joys, and all parents, they are our enemies. They have raised their own swords and have already revealed their ferociousness. They want to chop us into meat sauce, let our parents give us white hair and send our wives and daughters to helplessly, how can you and me let them kill? On the battlefield, either you die or I die. Therefore, remember that the second rule here is loyalty and courage. Once those who are enemies with us will no longer be merciful. We must do our best to protect ourselves and kill our enemies."

The mountain people became even more solemn, as if they realized something, and they also understood this simple truth.

The hundred households continued to recite one by one and finally said: "The gunners took the muskets to kill the enemy, but why should we kill the enemy? Come and put swords on them."

Immediately afterwards, someone came with big boxes. The boxes opened and big swords were in front of the mountain people.

This sword is more than half a foot long, which is different from the thin swords of the musketeers wearing swords. These straight swords look extremely heavy, not only sharp, but also kill with both hands, and have great penetration.

The mountain people Kong Wu was powerful, and it was quite appropriate to hold these weapons. Immediately afterwards, some people began to distribute swords and swords, and long swords were distributed to the mountain people. What the mountain people usually saw were nothing more than some ordinary axes, which were simply rough. Even the iron tools made in the workshops were shocked in their eyes, but they could only describe them as rough in front of the swords in their hands.

This knife has obviously been meticulously worked and is definitely a magic weapon. How could the mountain people not like such things? They put them happily in their hands and rub them in their hands, and were ecstatic.

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Chapter completed!