Chapter 891 Father and Son (Second update, please subscribe)
It's him!
That’s right, it was the Ming Dynasty. Everything was planned and operated by the Ming Dynasty, but so what?
After September 1876, the world situation was developing in the direction that Emperor Zhu expected with an unstoppable momentum.
After the Dardanelles was blocked by mines, hundreds of thousands of Russian troops advanced rapidly, heading straight for Aridri Castle - the gateway to Istanbul. Once it fell, the fall of Istanbul would only be a matter of time.
At the same time, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, which had always had an ambiguous attitude, finally sent its troops to Bosnia and Herzegovina, and Serbia, which was under Turkish occupation, also declared independence like Bulgaria and Romania.
When the Turks panicked and mobilized troops from all over the place to resist the attacks of the Russian and Austrian armies, the Imperial Alliance Fleet stationed in Tripoli was dispatched, accompanied by more than 30 merchant ships and more than 20,000 French troops who had experienced many battles in North Africa.
French Emperor Napoleon IV also set out on the expedition with the ship as his target - the port of Beirut.
"The Crusader's jersey is once again on my body, for the glory of God! For the recovery of the Holy City..."
Amid the Pope's prayers and the passionate speeches of Emperor Napoleon IV, France entered the war.
The world situation is no longer building up momentum, but is already out of control.
In any case, by the end of 1876, world history had entered a new stage.
When receiving the telegram from the fleet, the great Emperor Zhu, who was far away on the other side of the ocean... was enjoying family happiness, hunting with his older sons in the hunting ground. In addition to the Crown Prince Zhu Youlin and the Second Prince Zhu Youyang, there were Zhu Zhenwen, Zhu Zhenming, and Zhu Zhentao. Among the children, Zhu Zhenwen, who was fifteen years old, was the oldest. He was the real eldest son. His mother was Elizabeth. The mothers of Zhenming and Zhentao were Malena and Monica, and they were already thirteen years old.
They were all older than the Crown Prince. Although the twelve-year-old Zhu Youlin was over 1.75 meters tall, he was still a teenager. The youthful mentality prevented him from competing with Zhu Youyang, Zhenming, Zhentao and others.
On the other hand, Zhu Zhenwen, who had just turned fourteen and was only six months old, looked like a little adult, but he just stayed by his father's side.
"How's school going? Are you adjusting well?"
Zhu Xianhai looked at his eldest son and asked, he passed the high school academic ability test at the age of fourteen, but he did not apply for university, but was admitted to the Army School. This was definitely beyond the expectations of Emperor Zhu, and of course, beyond his mother's expectations.
"There is nothing to be uncomfortable with. Life in a military academy is simpler and purer. Apart from studying, it's all about training."
Zhu Zhenwen replied.
"Yes, indeed. Life in the army is like this too. It's simpler. Even though your mother is unhappy, she still loves you the most. If you have a holiday, go back and spend more time with her."
Elizabeth was very unhappy because her son went to military school. She even had a big fight with her son about it. Zhu Xianhai was also very troubled by this.
"The kid knows."
Nodding, Zhu Xianhai continued.
"Just like I said before you entered the military academy, the army is just a process in your life. You are my eldest son, and this is an unchangeable fact. The company and the country are the hard work of my life. In the future, Youlin will inherit the throne, but the company must be inherited by you."
Zhu Xianhai said as he looked at his eldest son, whose every move was like a soldier.
"Go to the army for a few years to hone your skills, and then come back to the company. Your mother needs help!"
Zhu Xianhai is fair to his children. Although Zhu Zhenwen may not be able to inherit the throne due to his status, the company will belong to him. As for the other children, they will also get their own wealth and status.
Zhu Xianhai even prepared a gift for the child who was far away in Europe. In short, in front of these children, he was just a father.
"Father, I know."
Zhu Zhenwen smiled, looked at his brothers in the distance, and then said.
"The reason why I joined the military academy is because the country is at war. As young people of the empire, I was born and raised here, and I must always be loyal to my country, father..."
Looking at his father, Zhu Zhenwen pursed his lips and said.
"If our generation doesn't take the initiative to go to the front, how can we convince the next generation to defend the empire? Besides, father, I am your son, and it is my responsibility to go to the front!"
When he finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Youlin who was competing with his brothers.
"After all, my brothers are still too young."
Looking at his eldest son, Zhu Xianhai sighed.
"Zhenwen, you are also a child!"
You're not even fifteen years old!
However, the only thing Zhu Xianhai can say is that he knows that at least this war will end soon.
In the following time, Zhu Xianhai hunted with the children in the hunting ground, played guitar and sang with the children in front of the campfire. In short, he was just a father like all fathers.
But the happy time is limited.
Just as they were welcoming the next morning's sunrise in their tent, Emperor Zhu received a telegram from his aide-de-camp from the fleet - the French army had set out.
Emperor Zhu's mood suddenly became extremely complicated. Finally, at this moment, the stone that had been hanging in his heart fell down. After feeling relieved, Emperor Zhu's mood became a little heavy again.
Now the world situation has finally and inevitably developed in the direction he expected. What does France's military intervention mean?
Not victory, not the partition of Türkiye, but ... a world war.
Türkiye's demise is inevitable, and as the countdown to Türkiye's demise begins, the world war will also begin its countdown.
ten years?
Or shorter?
Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang was not clear about it, but he knew that the First World War in another world lasted for four years, involving 1.5 billion people from more than 30 countries, and caused 30 million casualties.
These numbers are just cold numbers in the books, but they are living lives. Tens of millions of lives were lost on the battlefield.
Those young lives are frozen at the most brilliant moment of their lives, and they no longer grow old.
Gazing at the rising sun in the distance, Zhu Xianhai's expression became more and more solemn. He silently lit a cigar and talked to himself.
"Every empire rises by stepping on..."
What are you stepping on?
It's not just the corpses of a few countries, but also the corpses of countless young people.
This may be cruel, but... it is inevitable!
Looking at the rising sun, Emperor Zhu's eyes were more resolute than before...
(End of this chapter)
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