Although the old minister who rushed over did not dare to say much, every word he said was filled with complaints.
He held it in for a moment, then said tremblingly that the prince should stay behind to stabilize the army's morale.
In fact, everyone knows that a four-year-old child can determine the morale of an army.
He was just worried about the little fat boy, and secretly condemned His Majesty for bringing the little prince to see this bloody scene.
Upon hearing this, the emperor took his fat son, who was in high spirits, with rosy cheeks and bright eyes, from his neck and lifted him into his arms.
The silly fat baby was dazed, waving his fat hands and responding in a baby voice: "I'm fine, I'm fine~"
In the huge army, flags covered the sky, and several old ministers surrounded the emperor.
The emperor raised his hand slightly and brought the little fat boy closer to several ministers as if showing a treasure.
Facing their glazed eyes, his majesty, his face covered in blood, revealing only a pair of clear, piercing eyes, curled his lips in a smile: "It's not my fault, it's the Crown Prince's wish."
A black pot fell from the sky, and the fat baby nodded like pounding garlic: "It is my wish~"
He hadn't come to his senses yet and had no time to think about what he had said.
In the little fat boy's mind, there was nothing wrong with his father.
He is the person who loves fish the most in the world.
The silly baby didn't know that the emperor, who loved fish the most in the world, often liked to tease his son.
Maybe it's menopause?
But your menopause and his menopause are completely different.
The emperor had only a little bit of evil taste in his life, and he spent it all on his fat son.
A gust of wind blew by, and in front of the thousands of tents, several old ministers with white hair puffed their beards and glared, but did not say anything.
Your Majesty has given them great face. Given his temper, this is very good.
As a minister, how can I overstep my authority?
Perhaps his conscience had awakened, His Majesty took a few steps and handed the fat carrot to General Ye: "General Yun, please support the old general."
Although General Ye is still strong and healthy, the emperor is very aware of the weight of his fat son.
The older you get, the heavier it gets.
General Ye was so excited when he suddenly held the fat prince and the little fairy with a milky fragrance in his arms. He felt like he could put on his armor and go into battle. He saw that the emperor had ordered General Yun to lend a hand.
He said dismissively: "Get out of the way."
Wu Zhonghe hurried over and saw this scene and quickly responded: "Old General, you can't do this."
As soon as he finished speaking, General Ye's back, which had been straight all his life, suddenly bent down: "Huh."
His face flushed and he stared at the little prince in disbelief.
Is this what makes the little gods different?
It’s really eye-opening!
1002 curled his lips and pinched the fat kid's plump cheeks: "The spirit body should also eat less!"
The little fat boy raised a finger and said, "The fish ate a little bit."
"Is that even a little bit? Look at your ten fingers, they're so round!"
1002 was jumping around everywhere. It turned out that the Citong family had many bad sons. The body density of his children was different from that of others.
If I eat those good things with benefits in the system space every day, how can I not gain weight?
You can’t eat it anymore!
1002 With tears in the little fat boy's eyes, he took away all the food with benefits.
The emperor saw that the two generals were struggling to hold on, but he could easily lift them up.
Could it be that when he returned to his youth, some changes occurred in his body?
Without thinking any more, the emperor coughed lightly and said, "I entrust my son to the old general."
Then he got up and left. The Queen of Mobei surrendered and wrote down all the people who had conspired with her in the past and presented it to the emperor.
This time, Emperor Mingxi planned to attack the city and capture the thieves.
Only by being cut into pieces can the hatred in my heart be relieved.
As for children, they should relax.
The emperor's eyes were dark. He stretched out five fingers and looked for a while.
During this siege, he also wanted to test the limits of his body.
Soon, His Majesty, riding alone, leaped to the city wall amidst the flying of horse hooves, to the horror of the others.
Wherever he went, broken limbs flew and blood splattered.
Emperor Mingxi stood there holding a spear, his face covered in blood, and a terrifying aura emanating from his body.
The God of Killing who was once feared by everyone appears again, but this time, he does not look like the God of Killing.
Like an Asura crawling out of hell.
Cold, bloodthirsty, and extremely weird.
When the Silver Feather Army broke into the city, they saw His Majesty standing in a sea of blood and corpses, his cloak fluttering behind him, and the red tassel on the tip of his spear soaked with blood, which was dripping down to his feet.
The officers and soldiers only felt their breathing quicken, as if they saw not His Majesty but some evil ghost.
Shivering.
Emperor Mingxi tilted his head slightly, and a strange red light disappeared from his cold eyes.
Only the inky black abyss remains.
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The emperor led his troops to defeat the army of Mobei, and his blood was boiling. The Silver Feather Army who followed his majesty did not say a word.
The sound of heavy footsteps spread.
The fat boy and several old officials were waiting in front. When they saw their father coming, they didn't mind the blood on his body and waved their little hands excitedly: "Xiao Yuan! Hug me."
1002 was still a little puzzled. He turned his head 180 degrees and said, "Aren't you afraid of death, dear boy?"
He could smell the bloody smell.
The main system recalled the images it had extracted, its eyes gleaming with a light without medium: "He has already faced his deepest fear."
One by one, the familiar secret guards died in front of him, and he watched his beloved brother Jia Yi risking his life for him.
Wasn't the little fat boy afraid at that time? He was afraid.
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