The Number One Hero of the Yan King's Army

The Forbidden City in the fifteenth year of the Yongle reign.

Zhu Di's gaze was fixed on the portrait of "Li Jinglong" on the sky, his expression extremely complex.

There was disdain, contempt, and anger, but more than anything, there was a strange emotion that others couldn't understand, mixed with a hint of "thank goodness for you."

Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, who were beside him, didn't dare to breathe loudly.

They could sense that their father's (grandfather's) emotions were even more bizarre than when he had been so enraged by the temple name "Chengzu" that he had vomited blood.

It's a constipated feeling—wanting to curse, but not knowing where to begin.

……

The Fengtian Hall in the eleventh year of the Hongwu reign (1386).

The atmosphere, however, is much purer.

That is, murderous intent!

Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze was like two poisoned knives, scraping at Li Jinglong, who was only in his early twenties and still complacent about his title of "Great Ming War God".

"Mars?"

Zhu Yuanzhang squeezed out two words through his teeth.

His old brother, Duke Cao, Li Wenzhong, who was also Li Jinglong's biological father, felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

He knelt down with a "plop"!

"Your Majesty! My son is disobedient! My son is utterly incompetent!!"

Li Wenzhong almost cried.

He spent his life on the battlefield and understood His Majesty better than anyone else.

Where was there even a hint of praise in that younger generation's tone? They were clearly using the word "God of War" as a synonym for "good-for-nothing"!

What kind of heinous and outrageous thing did his son do in the future that would make future generations "honor" him in this way?

Li Jinglong himself was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at his father kneeling and begging for forgiveness, then at Zhu Yuanzhang's murderous gaze, and the joy on his face instantly froze, turning into endless fear.

Am I... not the God of War?

Dad, why are you kneeling?!

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun seemed quite satisfied with this chaotic start. He cleared his throat and began to speak in a rhythmic, storytelling tone.

"Family members, you may be wondering why Li Jinglong, the son of the Duke of Cao, received this honor?"

"Is it because he, like his father Li Wenzhong, expanded the territory of the Ming Dynasty and was invincible in battle?"

"No!"

Zhu Dijun's voice was resolute.

"Quite the opposite!"

"He is called the 'God of War' because, during the entire Jingnan Campaign, he single-handedly managed to wear down Emperor Jianwen's 500,000-strong army!"

"With his audacious and outrageous maneuvers, he perfectly exemplified the highest level of 'a general in the field may disobey the emperor's orders'—not only did he disobey the emperor's orders, he also helped the enemy team feed kills!"

"It's fair to say that without Li Jinglong, the Jingnan Campaign might have ended in just four months!"

"And with him, they fought for four whole years!"

"He was the number one contributor to the Jingnan Campaign of Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan, who infiltrated the Jianwen court... the best sixth man! The unparalleled king of undercover agents!"

"puff--"

In the modern live-streaming room, countless people burst out laughing again.

"Wow! I'm absolutely blown away! You're officially certified number one undercover agent, aren't you?!"

Li Jinglong: That's right, it's me. How much did the Prince of Yan pay me? Emperor Jianwen, I'll pay double!

Emperor Jianwen: I'll give you an army of 500,000. Li Jinglong: Alright! I'll send it to the Prince of Yan as a greeting gift right away!

"I feel sorry for Li Wenzhong for a second. A hero for so long, what kind of son did he have?!"

In the first year of the Jianwen reign, in Yingtian Prefecture.

Zhu Yunwen's expression was beyond just looking ugly.

He had just recovered a little from the humiliation of being called one of the "Four Idiots," and now, his most trusted general had been given the title of "Number One Undercover Agent" by later generations!

He suddenly turned to Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai beside him, his voice trembling.

"Is...is this true? Li Jinglong...he...he would betray me?"

Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai exchanged a glance, their faces also filled with disbelief.

Qi Tai immediately stepped forward and shouted:

"Your Majesty, this is utter nonsense! Li Jinglong is the son of the Duke of Cao, a descendant of loyalty and righteousness, deeply favored by the Emperor. How could he commit such a treasonous act! This must be slanderous accusations from the descendants of the Prince of Yan!"

However, his explanations seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the scene that followed.

Zhu Dijun's voice rang out again, tinged with a strong sense of mockery.

"Slander? Family, history does not lie."

"Let's look at the first battle, a classic battle that can be considered Li Jinglong's legendary feat—the Battle of Zhengcunba!"

Above the sky, the scene shifts.

On the vast plains, banners blotted out the sun, and men and horses surged like a tide.

On one side was a vast, dark mass of Southern troops, numbering five hundred thousand, with a huge "Li" character on their commander's banner fluttering in the wind.

On the other side was the Yan army, which was clearly outnumbered but had a disciplined and menacing appearance.

"Family members, please look at the situation at that time. Li Jinglong led the main force and surrounded the main force of Prince Yan, Zhu Di, outside Beiping City."

"In terms of troop strength, we have a five-to-one advantage!"

"What's the normal way to fight? Steady and methodical, advancing step by step, using numerical superiority to slowly wear down the Yan army!"

"But our God of War doesn't follow the usual path!"

In the scene, Zhu Di, leading the Yan army, charged straight towards Li Jinglong's central command tent like a sharp knife, with thousands of elite cavalry!

This is a suicidal charge!

All the ancient generals who witnessed this scene frowned.

That's too risky!

Once surrounded, there is no chance of survival!

However, what happened next left everyone speechless.

Faced with Zhu Di's charge, the hundreds of thousands of southern troops seemed to be frozen in place, and actually... made way for him!

They watched helplessly as Zhu Di's cavalry strolled leisurely through the vast army, heading straight for the central army!

"Did you see that, family?"

Judy's voice was filled with amazement.

"What perfect teamwork! What incredible coordination! Hundreds of thousands of troops, obeying orders without question, making way as soon as they were told, without the slightest hesitation!"

"These aren't enemies; they're clearly a ceremonial guard clearing the way for their leaders!"

Inside the Hongwu Hall, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, and other founding generals were already dumbfounded.

Chang Yuchun couldn't help but curse:

"Damn it, can a war really be fought like this?!"

Xu Da stared intently at the screen, veins bulging on his forehead. He couldn't understand it, he just couldn't understand why this was happening!

But something even more outrageous happened in the sky.

Just as Zhu Di was about to charge to Li Jinglong's command flag, a sudden gust of wind swept across the battlefield!

"call--"

The huge banner bearing the character "Li" was actually snapped in two by this gust of wind!

The moment the commander's flag fell, the Southern army was thrown into chaos!

"The flag has fallen! The commander has been defeated!"

"Run!"

One second the army was as steady as Mount Tai, the next second it collapsed like a landslide and a tsunami!

Countless soldiers abandoned their armor and weapons, trampling each other, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries.

Zhu Di, on the other hand, achieved an incredible victory with almost no effort.

In the fifteenth year of the Yongle reign, Zhu Di looked at this scene in the sky and blushed.

The meritorious officials behind him, such as Qiu Fu, Duke of Qi, and Zhu Neng, Duke of Cheng, were all suppressing their laughter, their shoulders shaking like leaves.

Back then, they also felt that their victory was inexplicable.

Now I understand.

I understand everything.

On the celestial screen, Zhu Dijun's voice timely summarized this "miracle".

"Family members, do you think this is destiny?"

"No! There aren't that many coincidences in this world!"

"This can only prove one thing!"

Zhu Dijun's tone became extremely confident.

"Our Yongle Emperor was not only a great military strategist!"

"He is also someone who hides beneath the identity of an emperor..."

"[Wind-type Grand Magister]!"

Four large, golden characters, accompanied by a gust of wind effect, crashed directly next to Zhu Di's portrait.

"Hahaha!"

The modern live stream room was absolutely hilarious.

"Wind-elemental Archmage! Hahahaha! Jun-ge, you're too awesome!"

Zhu Di: That's right, I've laid my cards on the table. One gust of wind from me, and he fell!

Li Jinglong: I'm innocent! It was the wind! The wind struck first!

"From then on, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty had one more hidden profession!"

The eleventh year of the Hongwu reign.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared blankly at the sky, at the four dazzling titles next to his fourth son.

Wind...a Grand Magus of the Wind?

He turned around abruptly and looked at the equally bewildered young Zhu Di, who was cowering behind Zhu Biao.

The look in his eyes was as if he were looking at a monster.

The young Zhu Di was almost in tears from fright.

Father! No! I didn't! I don't know magic! You're lying to me, Zhu Gaosui! Wait till you come out and see if I spank you!

Zhu Yuanzhang's chest heaved violently. He pointed at the sky, then at Li Wenzhong, so angry that he could barely speak.

"You...you...you have such a fine son!"

"Our...our son, he's driven him to...even resorting to magic!!"

Li Wenzhong buried his head in the ground, wishing he could die on the spot.

Your Majesty, this is not my fault! It is clearly your son's extraordinary talent!

Just as all time and space were engulfed in an atmosphere of laughter and absurdity, Judy Jun suddenly changed the subject.

"Of course, the Battle of Zhengcunba was just a small appetizer for our God of War."

"What truly cemented his legendary status as the 'God of War of the Ming Dynasty' and the 'Meritorious Servant of the Yan Army' was what happened next—"

"The Siege of Jinan!"

"In that battle, he will demonstrate to the world through his actions what true...filial piety brings strength!"