The remnants of Mongolia who were lucky enough to escape the encirclement of the Ming army, as well as the leaders, did not return to the grassland alive in the end.
Zhu Youxiao's arrangement was really perfect and completely cut off their retreat.
Unless they can fly, there is no way they can get out of the Great Wall.
Zhu Youxiao did not intend to let go of the thousands of captured Mongolians. Under his orders, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty went up with swords and guns and hacked them randomly.
Even their Haidongqing and Zhu Youxiao were not spared. They were all shot dead by the Ming army's crossbowmen. There was broth for the night.
"Your Majesty, I deserve to die for my crime. It is really lard that has deceived my heart. I was accidentally bewitched by Yang Ni. Please be merciful, Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, I was threatened by Yang Ni, and that's why I committed such unethical acts and betrayed Your Majesty. Otherwise, I would be taking advantage of my heart and courage, and I wouldn't dare to have such an idea."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me, and please give me the opportunity to make meritorious deeds and spare my life, so that I can make a small contribution to the Ming Dynasty in the name of Your Majesty."
Guo Deng and other Datong generals naturally could not escape.
However, they were still somewhat discerning, or perhaps they were greedy for life and feared death. When they encountered the Yu Lin army who came to intercept them, they decisively surrendered without resisting, nor did they commit suicide like the Yang brothers.
Yang Hong, who was tightly bound by ropes and kneeling aside waiting for death, almost died of anger when he heard these people's words.
In order to survive, he put himself completely aside and put all the blame on him, which was a good calculation.
But he no longer wanted to refute these stupid pigs. No matter what, he would not survive. He had already been mentally prepared for this when he decided to do this.
Zhu Youxiao, who was riding on a war horse, ignored their pleas for mercy and looked at the battlefield being cleared.
Seeing that the emperor remained silent and ignored them at all, he looked at the angry-looking guards around him and their gleaming sharp blades.
These people were fidgeting for a while, becoming more and more panicked and breaking out in cold sweats.
Seeing the corpses of his own soldiers being carried over one after another, Zhu Youxiao's anger continued to rise.
A full hour passed before a uniformed guard from the law enforcement team walked up to Zhu Youxiao with heavy steps and reported:
"Your Majesty, the casualties of our army have been calculated. There are a total of 3,123 dead, 450 disabled, and more than 2,000 injured sergeants."
After hearing the statistical results, Zhu Youxiao finally spoke.
"You take two thousand sergeants and immediately transport the bodies of our fallen sergeants back to the capital."
"Tell the British father-in-law to choose a geomantic treasure place and bury them properly. All of them must have monuments with their names and birthdays written on them."
"Tell the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs again that for those killed in battle, each family will receive a pension of one hundred taels, and the whole family will be exempt from taxes for five years."
"Escort all the injured to Juyongguan, and ask Li Changwen to take the imperial doctors from the imperial hospital to immediately rush to Juyongguan for diagnosis and treatment. If there are not enough manpower, we will organize private doctors."
"Go and do it immediately. I will make other arrangements when I return to the capital."
It's not far from the capital, just a few hundred miles.
These soldiers were all his own army. If he could bury them, there would be no need to burn the bodies and bring back the ashes.
He is not short of horses or carriages now. As long as he doesn't delay and travels day and night, two or three days will be enough.
As for the so-called possibility of causing infectious diseases, the probability is still very small in just a few days.
In order to create a glorious image of himself loving his soldiers as his sons, he was still willing to take a gamble.
After all, the army is his foundation. It is no exaggeration to say that he dared to rectify the imperial court so ruthlessly and kill those gentry and generals because his hundreds of thousands of pro-army troops could suppress the situation.
Otherwise, the world would have been in chaos long ago, and there would be no need for Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others, and others would be gone at some point.
After all these arrangements were made, Zhu Youxiao finally turned his attention to the traitor generals who were kneeling on the ground, their heads almost smashed.
"The imperial dynasty has raised you for decades, and I have treated you well. I have actually raised you beasts without a king or a father."
"I only give you one chance to tell me everything exactly as it is, word for word. Maybe I will spare you the punishment of being skinned."
When they heard that the emperor was going to skin them, these rebel generals felt a sense of fear in their hearts and quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Your Majesty, please spare your life. I was really threatened by Yang Ni with the lives of my whole family. Your Majesty, please have mercy. Your Majesty, please spare my life."
But Zhu Youxiao was not moved at all, waved his hand and said:
"Take them all down and interrogate them separately. If there is anyone who doesn't tell anything or makes up nonsense, skin them immediately."
Soon these wailing rebel generals were dragged away by the Jin Yiwei. Zhu Youxiao turned to look at Yang Hong, who had his eyes closed and looked calm.
"You are a smart man, so you don't need Jin Yiwei to use severe torture to interrogate you, right?"
To be honest, Zhu Youxiao still admires Yang Hong. Although he rebelled against him, objectively speaking, this person has both ability and courage.
At least he didn't beg for mercy or escape. Instead, he chatted with himself peacefully, which really impressed Zhu Youxiao.
At least compared to the civil servants in the court and the group of people begging for mercy just now.
Yang Hong is more than one level better than them.
"Your Majesty, you think things will end when I die?"
"The policies and actions implemented by His Majesty's reforms have offended the wealthy gentry in the world."
"There are countless people in the world who want His Majesty's life. I heard that rebellions also broke out in Fujian and Zhejiang."
Yang Hong said with a half-smile.
Zhu Youxiao was not in a hurry. From the day he ascended the throne, he had thought of today and knew that the North-South incident was all a conspiracy.
There was no need for Zhu Youxiao to get angry when talking to a dead person, and there was no need to argue with him.
He just wanted to know how many people participated in this rebellion and who they were.
Yang Hong also had the same idea. He was destined to die, and there was no need to save his accomplices, not to mention that his own people betrayed him in front of him.
He was very clear about the nature of those civil servants. With the idea of everyone working together and living and dying together, he was also very honest and told all the people involved.
When he learned that Zhu Chunchen and other nobles had actually participated, Zhu Youxiao was not angry or surprised at all, but rather happy.
This time he had a reason to deal with those nobles in a reasonable manner.
In fact, they were seeking death themselves. As the Jingnan heroes canonized by Emperor Chengzu, they were actually the same as the founding heroes canonized by Emperor Taizu. Everyone knew this.
As long as they don't make big mistakes, Zhu Youxiao has no reason to deal with them, and it's hard for him to take action.
But this time, he hit the muzzle of his gun. He would never stop until the nobles of the capital were properly purged.
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