Upon hearing Zhu Ying's words.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao looked at each other and could not help but laugh.
"Boy."
"Though I admit you're truly formidable at commanding troops on the battlefield, founding a nation is nowhere near as simple as you imagine."
"Even beyond the Ming Dynasty, those foreign tribes and kingdoms may not look powerful, but they cannot be conquered so easily." Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.
"You still underestimate what I've accumulated in the Ming Dynasty over these years." Zhu Ying smiled as well.
"I know you've raised some death warriors in the Ming Dynasty."
"When you dealt with the Shen Family caravan in the north before, that was the work of those death warriors under your command, wasn't it?" Zhu Yuanzhang still wore a smile, looking as though he had seen straight through Zhu Ying.
Yet regarding this matter.
Zhu Ying was not the least bit surprised.
The incident in Beiping Prefecture had caused such a massive uproar back then.
Even Zhu Di had been unable to suppress it.
There was naturally no surprise that news of it had reached Yingtian.
"Then does Your Majesty know exactly how many death warriors I have under my command?" Zhu Ying asked with a smile.
"Even if your distillery truly earns money, raising two thousand death warriors should already be your limit." Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a moment before replying.
"Then I have disappointed Your Majesty."
"I have more than thirty thousand death warriors under my command, spread throughout the Ming Dynasty." Zhu Ying smiled and revealed the true number of his death warriors.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao widened their eyes and stared at Zhu Ying in utter astonishment.
"More than thirty thousand death warriors?"
"How could you possibly have the wealth