"What is the purpose of asking for merit and rewards for us?" Trulhuchar couldn't help but shook his head and said loudly: "To be honest, we didn't like Han Du at first. He was too thin and couldn't even draw a bow and arrow. It was completely useless. But later we discovered that although he didn’t speak loudly, he would keep his promise as long as it was something he promised. This is much better than other Ming people we met. We don’t think he What's the purpose?"
Hai SaNan immediately became angry and couldn't help but said: "We have followed him all the way. Look at how he destroyed the Khanate, destroyed the Tatars, and killed Oara. Wasn't he cunning and cunning at that time? How do you actually think that such a person keeps his word?" Promise? Do you know that you are simply hopeless?"
"We know that I am not as smart as you, but the prince is smarter than you. Didn't you agree to go to the capital of the Ming Dynasty?" Truhuchar said that Haisannan could not respond to ridicule, so he moved Azashili out.
Haisanan replied and ignored Trulukhchar, and turned to Azashili and asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty should know that Han Du's move may not be well-intentioned, so why did he agree so easily?"
Azashi was silent for a moment, raised his head and sighed: "I don't want to go to the Ming Dynasty, but I want to go to the Qintian Prison to ask whether the winter will really get colder and colder, and whether the white-haired wind will get colder. Come more and more.”
Haisanan lowered his head and pondered in reply, and then he understood why Azashili agreed to go to Daming. Indeed, more than any conspiracy, whether the news is true or false is the most important matter for the three guards of Wuliangha. If this news is true, then the three guards must make plans early to find a way out for the clansmen.
Suddenly, Haisa Nan's eyes showed a look of horror, and he couldn't help but said in a seductive voice: "Could it be... Could it be that Han Du is still here today?"
Azashili's expression changed instantly. If this was the case, then Handu would be too scary. He had long thought that once the war was over, he would definitely take his people back to Wuliangha? So he told himself those words in advance, just to arouse his curiosity and make him unable to resist going to Daming?
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Then Azashili let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile: "Even if that's the case, so what? As long as what he said is true, do we have any other choice?"
Hai SaNan fell silent after hearing Du Xi. Indeed, even if this was Han Du's plan, did they still have a choice? No. Not only did they have no other choice, they had to rely more closely on the Ming Dynasty, because only in this way could they move south to the border of the Ming Dynasty, or even enter the border, so that they could survive the increasingly cold winter.
...
Han Du sent away Azashili, and then rode horses to the pass with Xu Chengfei.
Hu Xian, the guard of Jiayuguan, was standing on the tower. If he hadn't seen the Ming army's uniforms opposite, he would have ordered his soldiers to fire arrows. But he didn't dare to open the city gate rashly and let these people in, because he also saw the figures of the Mongolian Yuan cavalry on the opposite side.
Now seeing someone riding his horse forward, he immediately shouted: "Who is coming? Can you tell me his name?"
Han Du immediately shouted back: "I am the Marquis of Zhenhai, Han Du. This is the Marquis of Kuang Yi, Xu Chengfei. Who are you?"
"General Hu Xian, the commander-in-chief of Jiayuguan, would you like to ask the Marquis of Zhenhai and Marquis Kuangyi to come upstairs to have a chat?" Hu Xian was slightly relieved after hearing the names of Marquises Zhenhai and Kuangyi. But we don't dare to take it lightly. We can't turn the switch on and let them go. We can only invite the two people up first, and then make plans after verification.
"Okay, put the hanging basket down." Han Du nodded.
After confirming Han Du's identity, Hu Xian immediately opened the city gate and led his army into the city.
After delaying for a few days at Jiayuguan, Han Ducai led the army and continued towards the capital.
...
Beijing.
Zhu Biao was so anxious these days that he lost a lot of hair. Although he got the news that Han Du had defeated the Tatar tribe, he never found out about Han Du. This made Zhu Biao unable to explain to An Qing and Han Jingyun.
An Qing has come to see him many times. Although he sends An Qing away every time with "Handu has defeated the Tatar tribe, and there is a large army following him, it is safe, so there is nothing to worry about", but the same reason is used many times. , and the effect is constantly weakening. Now Anqing didn't believe it anymore and asked him confidently, "Since the Tatar tribe is gone, why hasn't Handu come back?"
Zhu Biao also wanted to know why Han Du hadn't come back yet, but no one could tell him. He had ordered Lan Yu to search all over the grassland many times, but he only found one piece of news that Han Du might have led his troops to the west, and then there was no news again.
Zhu Biao stares at the map so hard every day that his eyes look like rabbit eyes. The west side of the grassland was completely occupied by the Oara tribe. He could never imagine what Han Du was doing with his troops heading west. Could it be that he wanted to attack the Oara tribe? But how many soldiers and horses does he have at hand, can he dare to go head-to-head with the Oara tribe? How much food and grass did he bring to support him as far as Oarabe?
Just when Zhu Biao was exhausted and living like a year, a 800-mile urgent report was rushing to the capital at starry night.
This night, the sky is filled with stars.
The warm candlelight in the Qianqing Palace shone on Zhu Biao's rosy face, and he could be seen sleeping soundly with his eyes slightly closed.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty~"
Wang Yue's voice kept calling softly outside the palace door, as if he was extremely anxious.
Han Jingyun woke up and gently pushed Zhu Biao twice.
"Hmm?"
"The prince is calling the emperor. It seems there is something urgent."
"Oh! Come in." Zhu Biao ordered, and then sat up from the dragon bed.
Wang Yue lowered his head firmly, raised the report above his head with both hands, and said with great surprise: "Your Majesty, the report from the Marquis of Zhenhai. Fortunately, there is finally news about the Marquis of Zhenhai."
"What? Show me quickly." When Zhu Biao heard that it was Han Du's report, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed it regardless of anything else.
After hearing this, even Han Jingyun on the dragon bed quickly put on his clothes, got up and walked down.
Seeing Zhu Biao looking down at the report, his face became more and more excited.
Han Jingyun quickly asked with concern: "What did my brother say? Where did he go?"
Zhu Biao laughed and said: "He really led his troops to the west, and also broke the tiles. It really exceeded my expectations."
But as he continued to read, Zhu Biao's expression suddenly changed, and his expression became pensive.
Han Jingyun was immediately concerned and confused, and asked anxiously: "What? Did something happen to my brother?"
Zhu Biao came back to his senses, shook his head slightly and said with a bitter smile: "No, Han Du is doing very well. He has already brought his troops back, and I'm afraid he will arrive in the capital soon."
"Then why do you look unhappy?" When Han Jingyun heard that his brother was safe, he finally let go of the stone in his heart, but he was a little curious about what happened to the emperor.
Zhu Biao paused, sighed and said: "He also led troops to attack Yili Bili..."
Han Jingyun had also heard about this important city on the Silk Road. Knowing that it belonged to someone else, he didn't know what to say.
Zhu Biao's thinking was much clearer. He immediately asked Wang Yue: "Where is the person who reported it?"
"In the side room at the palace gate, the servant saw him running all the way and was preparing some wine and food for him, and he was eating it." Wang Yue said quickly.
Zhu Biao thought for a moment and then ordered: "Find a place to settle him down, and tell him not to reveal anything about what happened tonight. Everything... let's wait until Marquis Zhenhai comes back."
"My slave obeys the order."
...
The army entered the territory of Yingtian Mansion.
This journey along the way was an eye-opener for the Ulyanha people. Even Azashili and the other three were shocked by the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty.
In the past, they had only heard about the prosperity of the Central Plains, and the capital city was the most beautiful place in the world. But living in a bitter cold land, it is difficult for them to imagine what the interior of the Ming Dynasty was like. After all, they had never seen it with their own eyes and couldn't imagine it.
But this time along the way, it gave them too many shocks. Just walking into the boundary of Gansu, they saw flat and straight cement avenues, running from east to west, north to south, and even connected with other provinces. The avenue was crowded with people, and countless vehicles loaded one after another with a dazzling array of goods. Even the ironware and iron pots that they regard as treasures can be seen here one by one.
This couldn't help but make the Wuliangha people turn around and look at the swaying broken iron pots on their hips, blushing with shame. Like those brand-new iron pots, what they had gone through so much trouble to grab could only be regarded as junk.
No wonder no one from Ming Dynasty fought with them for these things, and it was quite strange to see their eyes fighting for them.
The capital city lies on the Yangtze River in the north, and the Qinhuai River flows around the city in the south. The city walls protruding from the east and west ends are like the two arms of a giant, tightly grasping the jade belt of the Yangtze River, like a dragon and a tiger.
This is the Ming Dynasty, this is the capital!
On the day when Han Du returned to the capital, Zhu Biaobei went out of Yifeng Gate to greet Han Du in person.
Han Du handed over the army to Xu Chengfei and asked him to arrange for people to cross the river slowly, while he crossed the river alone and came to Yifengmen.
Han Du was riding on horseback. When he saw Zhu Biao's canopy, he quickly got off his horse, ran forward and knelt down.
"Your Majesty, Han Du, pays homage to the Emperor. I have troubled the Emperor to move here. His crime deserves death!"
"Get back down quickly!" Zhu Biao laughed and stepped forward, personally helping Han Du up.
Then he stroked his hand and said: "Today is the day when your Han Du's great work is completed. It is also a day of great joy for the Ming Dynasty. It is also a day of great joy for me. But please don't say anything that deserves death. Come, ride with me, Follow me into the city!"
Han Du glanced at the officials who came to greet him and saw that they all had different expressions.
Those officials who came from the academy were naturally beaming with joy and were sincerely happy for themselves. And people like Qitai were like dead mothers, forcing themselves to smile in front of Zhu Biao, which was simply uglier than crying.
