At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 1

"The emperor is overworked and is still asleep. General Fan will come back later!"

"My lord, I can't wait any longer. The soldiers have dug two feet into the ground and there is no water. They are already parched and thirsty. If they don't think about it, they may rebel!"

"Water, water..."

At this time, Zhu Qizhen turned over in his sleep, closed his eyes and said, "I'm thirsty, bring me a bottle of water!"

"The emperor is awake!" Wang Zhen hurriedly ordered, "Get water quickly!"

A little eunuch had already taken a cowhide water bag, Wang Zhen took it, and handed it to Zhu Qizhen eagerly.

Zhu Qizhen drank a few sips and muttered, "What's the smell, your water has expired..."

After speaking, he turned over and fell asleep again.

Wang Zhen was at a loss, what is expired?
The army has been without water for two days, and the only water is reserved for you, why is it still expired?

He took the water bag and sniffed it, no problem, it smells like this!
Fan Zhong, the commander of the imperial guards, took the opportunity to rush forward, grabbed Zhu Qizhen's arm and shook it vigorously, and said, "Your Majesty, the army has already..."

"Didn't I tell you, press your feet first!"

Fan Zhong was dumbfounded, he pressed his feet first, what do you mean?
Wang Zhen was also stunned, but he immediately came to his senses and said earnestly: "It seems that the emperor is exhausted, and this servant is pressing the emperor's feet!"

As he spoke, he gently pinched the soles of Zhu Qizhen's feet, and asked cautiously, "Is...is that so?"

I just heard Zhu Qizhen say in a daze: "Use some strength, didn't you eat?"

Fan Zhong was in a hurry, he pushed Wang Zhen away, pinched Zhu Qizhen's feet and pressed down hard!

Zhu Qizhen sat up cleverly, and said dissatisfied: "Will you press... huh?"

What came into view was a strong man in his 40s with a full beard, and a guy in his 30s with fair complexion who looked neither male nor female.

Is the technician industry so busy these days?
Thinking about it, I seem to have ordered a supreme emperor set meal last night, saying that it is to enjoy emperor-like treatment.

However, why does it feel that something is wrong...

"Your Majesty!" Fan Zhong knelt down on the ground, "The army has run out of water and food, and the situation is very unfavorable. We can't wait any longer!"

Wang Zhen said strangely at the side: "General Fan, don't be alarmist. The Yongding River is fifteen miles ahead. Just order the army to move south."

At this moment, Zhu Qizhen was still in a dazed state, and there was only one thought in his mind, did he drink fake wine last night?

Suddenly, a sense of dizziness surged up, I only felt a splitting headache, my eyes went dark, and I passed out.

Damn, it really is fake wine, it's up!
Seeing Zhu Qizhen fainted, Wang Zhen and Fan Zhong were overwhelmed with anxiety, and hurriedly asked for the accompanying imperial doctor to be called over.

The imperial doctor arrived with a medicine box, took the pulse seriously, and said, "The pulse is peaceful, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Wang Zhen stared, dissatisfied: "You have to watch carefully, if something goes wrong, be careful of your family's heads!"

"Yes, yes, I will take a good look at you next time."

The imperial doctor pinched Zhu Qizhen's wrist and used all ten fingers, but he still couldn't find any problem, so he could only say: "Maybe it's because of the hard march recently, the emperor is tired, just take a rest."

At this time, Zhu Qizhen woke up leisurely, only to see him say weakly: "You are right, I am fine, you go down!"

"Yes Yes!"

The imperial doctor hurriedly packed up his things, and ran away as if fleeing.

At this time, Zhu Qizhen has accepted the memory of this life. He is the sixth emperor of the Ming Dynasty, with the orthodox reign title, and he is the one who is called the God of War of the Ming Dynasty by later generations.

Before he woke up, he was still a business manager. In order to sign a contract for the company, he drank wine with the client all night.

Now, he is the orthodox emperor of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qizhen who has a legendary life!

It turned out that the little girl at the front desk did not lie, the emperor's supreme package really can enjoy the emperor's treatment!

really can't be truer...

The memory of the previous life is slowly dissipating, or in other words, the two memories have merged into one.

Being an emperor is the ultimate dream of so many men, but fate tricks people, because this place is called... Tumu Fortress!

This year, Zhu Qizhen had just turned 20 years old, and the Empress Dowager Zhang and those veterans of the previous court had all passed away one after another. It was a great opportunity for him, the young emperor, to flex his muscles.

At this time, the Northern Wara became stronger and stronger, constantly sending troops to harass Datong, Xuanfu and other important border towns, coupled with the instigation of the eunuch Wang Zhen, there was the intention of the imperial conquest.

The ministers of the court tried to dissuade him, but Zhu Qizhen didn't listen at all. First, he wanted to imitate Emperor Taizong and Emperor Xuanzong's literary and martial arts. ?

Therefore, Zhu Qiyu, the king of Zhu, was ordered to stay in the capital, and he himself brought an army of 20 hastily assembled, claiming 50 to the outside world, and started the road of imperial conquest.

As a result, in Tumubao, everyone knows...

Damn it, why don't you want to time travel earlier, you have to catch up at this juncture!

Thinking of such honorary titles as the legendary God of War of the Ming Dynasty, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, the students studying in Wala, etc., his chest began to ache.

The start is in hell mode, how can you play this?
Fan Zhong looked anxious at this time, and said: "Your Majesty, you can't wait any longer, and you should issue an order now..."

"General Fan, you have overstepped!" Wang Zhen interrupted him, and said in his own unique and sharp voice, "How should the emperor make an order, do you still need to point fingers?"

At this time, Zhu Qizhen stood up from the bed and waved to Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen hurriedly took the first two steps, and his voice immediately became docile: "Your Majesty, what orders do you have?"

Zhu Qizhen felt that his head was still a little groggy, and he stretched out his hand to rub his forehead and said, "Tell me, what should we do next?"

As soon as this remark came out, Fan Zhong immediately felt greatly disappointed. At this time, the emperor still trusts Wang Zhen so much. If this continues, the efforts of the three generations of Ming Dynasty may be ruined!
Wang Zhen looked respectful and said: "With the emperor here, the slaves dare not make their own decisions."

While talking, he glanced at Fan Zhong next to him intentionally or unintentionally, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"It's okay, I'll let you talk!"

Wang Zhen was secretly complacent, what ideas this young emperor could have, he had the final say.

"The Oala envoys brought news that the grand master was willing to negotiate peace with our army first. As a show of sincerity, he had ordered a [-]-mile retreat. The slaves thought that the emperor could order to move the camp to the south, first to the Yongding River to fetch water, and after rectification. , you can return to Beijing."

Fan Zhong said anxiously: "Your Majesty, you can't negotiate a peace, this is Yexian's trick!"

Wang Zhen said in a strange way: "General Fan, do your part!"

Fan Zhong's old face was flushed red, and he was about to have a seizure when he saw Zhu Qizhen press his hand at him, then took a step forward, came to Wang Zhen, spat into the palm of his hand, and rubbed his palms together.

Wang Zhen was puzzled and asked, "Your Majesty, what are you..."

"Stand still and hold your head up!"

Wang Zhen hurriedly shut up obediently, and raised his head slightly with a flattering smile on his face.

"Raise it up!"

"Slaves...don't dare!"

In this era, looking directly at the face of the sky can be regarded as treason. No matter how noble the minister is, he must lower his head when talking to the emperor.

Although Wang Zhen said he didn't dare, he cherished this honor very much in his heart. He raised his head carefully, and then... it seemed that something was wrong...

Why is the emperor's eyes full of hatred and anger?

The next second, Zhu Qizhen slapped him in the face with a round slap.

Snapped!
This palm is crisp and loud, with a lingering artistic conception.

Wang Zhen was stunned by the beating, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with a bloody tooth.

"Slaves will die..."

Wang Zhen didn't know what happened, but got up instinctively, knelt on the ground and kowtowed like garlic.

Zhu Qizhen didn't even want to look at him more, and said in a cold tone: "Get out!"

"Yes Yes……"

Wang Zhen was completely dumbfounded. He grew up watching Zhu Qizhen. Over the years, he had never seen such a murderous look in his eyes. He was so scared that he crawled out on his knees trembling.

"return!"

Wang Zhen thought that Zhu Qizhen had changed his mind, so he said happily in his heart: "Yes!"

"Immediately call all the generals to discuss matters before the account and discuss the battle plan!"

"The slaves obey the orders!"

Wang Zhen kowtowed again, with a look of disappointment on his face, he stumbled and walked out.

　It's the first time for a new author to try to write a web article, and the writing is not good, please criticize and correct me~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)