Amidst the roaring shouts.
In the distance.
Guarded by thousands of Red Armor, Zhu Ying stood at the front of the formation, approaching Yingtian City.
The Imperial Grandson returned.
Yingtian shook.
Without a doubt.
This return was just like Zhu Ying's first return to Yingtian: a glorious return.
Compared to the destruction of Northern Yuan in the past, he achieved even greater glory.
Opening up millions of li of territory for the Ming Dynasty.
How magnificent!
"Welcome His Highness the Imperial Grandson back in triumph."
"Welcome His Highness the Imperial Grandson..."
As Zhu Ying spurred his horse onto the official road before the city, countless commoners cheered one after another.
And this time.
It happened to be winter.
Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang had also deliberately issued an imperial decree stating that all welcoming commoners did not need to kneel and pay homage.
Amidst these roaring shouts.
Zhu Ying gradually approached the city gates.
"Finally back."
"Yingtian."
Looking at this long-seen Yingtian City, a smile also surfaced on Zhu Ying's face.
Having killed on the battlefield for so long.
He had finally returned.
Compared to the warfare of the Northern Frontier, Yingtian, serving as the capital, was naturally incomparably peaceful, just as it had always been.
However, the city gates built stronger with Concrete and the Imperial Highways made of Concrete everywhere outside could reveal the transformation of the Ming Dynasty.
"Xiongying."
"You have finally returned."
As Zhu Ying rode forward, Zhu Yuanzhang greeted him with a smile.
"Grandfather."
"Father."
Zhu Ying flipped down from his horse, looking at the two long-seen close relatives with a joyful smile on his face.
"It is good that you are back."
Zhu Biao said with a smile.
"We subjects respectfully welcome His Highness the Imperial Grandson."
The civil and military officials waiting inside the city