Guangwu Town, the old camp of the Ming Army
Zhu Di sat on the golden chair and rubbed his eyebrows: "Is there any news from your fourth uncle?"
The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji was waiting on the side. Hearing the emperor's speech, he said cautiously: "Not yet, but my grandson thinks that if the fourth uncle is so brave in Annan, nothing will happen to Mobei."
"Annan, can Annan compare with Mobei?" Zhu Di sighed, "The Mongols are old neighbors. I have been fighting with them since I was young. I have fought with them all my life. I know Mongolia very well. People also know this desert. In the 23rd year of Hongwu, when I was thirty years old, I became the head coach for the first time. I led the soldiers into the desert, traveled thousands of miles, braved the wind and snow, and ate in the desert for several months. of sand, and captured Beiyuan Taiwei Nai'er Buhua alive. If there is a slight mistake in the process, I may be buried under the sand forever. Your fourth uncle is only in his twenties. After all, he is not much older than you. He Still too young."
To be honest, Zhu Di feels a little regretful now.
He actually agreed and asked King Qi to lead 800 men to the vanguard and charge against Oala's cavalry.
In the simulation of the national destiny, King Qi seems to be omnipotent. He is a perfect person, brave and resourceful, good at fighting, and has a good character (this is doubtful).
But at that time, King Qi was a fifty-year-old veteran, and he was at the peak of his qualifications and experience.
And now King Qi is just a young general who has just debuted.
If King Qi was allowed to collapse here and Ming Dynasty lose its pillars, Zhu Di would really regret it.
Although he had four sons, except for King Qi, the remaining three sons had some problems.
The eldest prince, Zhu Gaochi, passed away a year after he inherited the throne. No, not even a year, he only reigned for ten months. The most important thing is that the descendants of the boss failed to live up to expectations and humiliated the country with a foreign student from Wala.
Not to mention the second oldest Han King, Zhu Gaoxu. When the Han King ascended the throne, his whole family suffered, and the Ming Dynasty almost fell.
The third youngest Zhao Wang, Zhu Gaosui, is not unintelligent, but he gets confused whenever big things happen. Moreover, this rebellious son also has a bad record of "wanting to kill his biological father", which is really annoying.
After such a comparison, it seems that King Qi is even more majestic.
Not only could he fight and be smart, but he also had a long life and was able to survive. He lived until he was more than seventy years old before he fell down on the road to mending the country for the Ming Dynasty.
"Long live my lord! King Qi is back!"
At this moment, the guard general Fan Zhong ran over happily.
"The fourth child is back? Where is he?" Zhu Di suddenly stood up and said loudly, without caring about anything else, "Quickly, take me to see him!"
Fan Zhong cupped his fists and said, "Long live, King Qi is in the old camp."
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In the old camp, a group of generals Wu Xun looked at Zhu Gaojie in surprise.
Wori, did King Qi really come back alive?
Could it be that this kid went for a short trip outside the country, and then got scared and quickly ran back without even meeting the Walas?
Zhu Di walked into the old camp and saw that Zhu Gaojie was safe and sound. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It'll be good to come back."
He didn't expect much from King Qi, but he felt more at ease when he saw King Qi come back safely.
Only after losing once can people know how precious what they have lost is.
Zhu Di didn't feel that King Qi could come back alive from the bottom of his heart.
"I am fortunate to have lived up to my command!" Zhu Gaojiao raised the corners of his mouth and clasped his fists. "My son encountered a large cavalry force of the Walas hundreds of miles south of the Luqu River. The details of the battle have been provided by Chi, the commander of the Three Thousand Battalion and the deputy general of the Fengzi Battalion. Rong has made a report, I will now briefly describe the results of the battle."
"Huh?" Zhu Di was a little confused, "Did you encounter Wala's...large cavalry force?"
Zhu Gaojie nodded and said: "Yes, the cavalry unit is led by the Mongolian Prime Minister and King Wala'anle himself, Batu Polo."
Now, Zhu Gaojie has taken over the body again.
Huo Qubing was only interested in fighting, and he didn't want to get involved in the rest. Now that the war was over, he started to
Go back to the world of your mind to fish.
But there is no problem. Huo Qubing and Zhu Gaojie are both the same person, just the main and secondary personalities.
"Are you sure?" Zhu Di was a little suspicious.
Not only him, but also everyone in the handsome camp now suspects that King Qi is bragging.
You, a mere 800 people, can come back alive after encountering a large cavalry force from the Walas?
Moreover, the term "large cavalry force" is also worthy of consideration.
How many people are in this "big stock"?
Five hundred people?
Two hundred people?
Or more than ten people?
No one except your Fengzi camp saw the battle you fought in the desert, so you can brag about it all you want.
"Chi Rong!" Zhu Gaojie shouted outside the camp.
Immediately, a sturdy Mongolian man walked in. Not only that, he also took an old acquaintance of Zhu Di into custody - Ba Tupolo, one of the three kings of Wala.
"Father, this person is the King of Anle of Wala, Batu Polo."
Zhu Gaojie said slowly, "In this battle, I led the Fengzi camp's 800 cavalry to defeat the troops led by King Anle of Wala. They beheaded a total of 4,742 people and captured 822 people. Among the prisoners were Wala. King Anle brought Tupolo, a total of 72 Wala nobles and generals, and seized a number of treasure seals, talismans, gold and silver seals and other items, including King Anle's camel button gold seal. In addition, there were There are more than 5,000 war horses, cattle, sheep, and camels in total, and 3,422 sets of armor and stomachs...
Among them, the prisoners have been escorted to the camp to await their death, and the beheaded Wala people have been loaded into vehicles and taken back to the camp for counting. "
Like a stone thrown into a pond, it caused an uproar!
The generals and military officers in the old camp couldn't sit still. They really couldn't believe that this thing was true.
What a joke!
Can eight hundred people achieve such results?
Beheaded more than 4,700 people and captured more than 800 people?
Did the Wala people kneel on the ground and let you behead them?
Is this how battles are fought? !
They seriously suspected that Zhu Gaojie was bragging, but they had no evidence.
They had no evidence, but Zhu Gaojie had real evidence.
The chopped heads of the Wala people, the captives of the Wala people escorted, the gold and silver seals captured, cattle, sheep and camels... and the King Anle of Wala's bald polo who was escorted to the old camp are undoubtedly the best proof.
"You little thief! You little thief!" Tupolo spat at Zhu Gaojie. "You are using dirty tricks to sneak up on me while the evil wind is raging. You have no martial ethics!"
Zhu Gaojie looked calm and made no excuses.
Soldiers who, deception also.
Ba Tupolo only saw the Fengzi Camp taking advantage of the wind and sand to raid the Wala Camp, but he did not see the Fengzi Camp marching for hundreds of miles. From the scorching sun during the day to the biting cold at night, they still endured even though there was no food or water. Desperate, wait for the best time, and attack suddenly!
For losers, no matter how you defend yourself, it is just sophistry.
The winner will step on the loser's bones and stand on the top of the mountain to enjoy the high scenery.
What's more, Batu Polo is not an upright person.
He threw out bait and wanted to ambush the Ming army, but was unexpectedly killed by Huo Qubing.
But now Batu Polo is just incompetent and furious because of his failure.
He hates
I hate why I am not the winner.
