The battle situation has been decided. The Ming army rushing up along the gap in the city wall now numbers at least nearly 100,000 people. There are sounds of fighting, explosions, fires, screams and gunpowder smoke everywhere in the city.

Zhu Yunxi tightened the rope on his armor and said under the dragon flag, "Everyone, follow me into the city!"

"Your Highness!"

Everyone around him immediately knelt down, "Your Highness is worth a thousand dollars, the war is still going on ahead, don't act rashly!"

He is the crown prince, and no one dares to let him board the city while the fighting is still going on at the top of the city.

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly and said, "Destiny lies with the Ming Dynasty and fate lies with me. What are you afraid of?" He said loudly, "Li Jinglong, Fu Rang, lead the way!"

"Here!"

The guards of the East Palace couldn't hold it any longer. After hearing the order, they rushed forward to clear the way.

Zhu Yunxi stepped on the bricks and stones on the slope and slowly climbed up the city wall covered with flesh and blood.

"My grandson is a thousand years old. He has come to the city in person to supervise the battle. All the armies must destroy the enemy and take the lead bravely!"

The world was filled with the roars of the guards and the responses of the Ming army soldiers.

Zhu Yunxi moved forward slowly and stopped in front of a broken Goryeo war flag.

With a swishing sound, he drew out his waist knife and swung it across. The Korean war flag fell down and flew helplessly down the city.

Zhu Yunxi pointed at this place and said loudly, "Put the flag of the Ming Dynasty here!"

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Chapter completed!