As Zhu Biao's words fell.
They further ignited the atmosphere among all the citizens waiting and watching outside Ying Tian City.
"Marquis of Victory!"
"Marquis of Victory, mighty!"
"The hero of our Great Ming, the hero of Huaxia!"
"Mighty..."
The entire area outside Ying Tian City resounded with cries of the Marquis of Victory's name and praise for his might.
Especially the men among the gathered citizens, young and old alike, who shouted with all their strength.
To them.
A man's ambition was to serve his country with utmost loyalty.
Since the days of Yue Fei, this spirit had been passed down through the ages. Zhu Ying's existence embodied loyal service to the nation and had washed away Huaxia's century of humiliation.
He was a true great hero. What son of Huaxia would not respect him? Who would not submit to him?
Faced with the waves of cheers.
Zhu Ying was deeply moved as well. He looked around and nodded in response again and again.
"People of Great Ming!"
Zhu Biao spoke again, shouting his words. Though his voice lacked the deep resonance of a general's, it carried the bearing of an emperor and an equally boundless majesty.
As his voice fell.
The previously roaring citizens gradually quieted down, all looking intently at Zhu Biao and Zhu Ying.
"The Marquis of Victory's achievements."
"On the day Northern Yuan was destroyed, the court had already proclaimed the results of the campaign."
"He captured the Yuan Emperor, took the Yuan Court's officials prisoner, crushed the Northern Yuan Royal Court, and slaughtered nearly a hundred Northern Yuan tribes."
"These achievements are unquestionably without equal throughout the ages. Compared with the Han Dynasty's Marquis of Victory, they are no less impressive and perhaps even greater."
"For Great Ming to have General Zhu Ying is