After setting up camp, Zhu Biao ordered people to contact Liu Bowen in the rear. A batch of grain and grass supplies needed to be sent as soon as possible, and a supply route must be established.
Zhu Biao did not show up for the next few days, and Beiyuan's soldiers had been trained so weak that they only had enough food to survive every day.
Some brave soldiers launched several riots and tried to escape. After paying a thousand lives, they gave up.
But the first to succumb were the generals of the Northern Yuan Dynasty who had good food and good drinks. They were all noble sons, and their bones had been corroded by the luxury of the Central Plains. They had long lost the bravery of their ancestors.
With the person taking the lead, everything will fall into place. The Ming Dynasty has been fighting Bei Yuan for so many years and has surrendered many Bei Yuan generals. Naturally, it has a method.
What's more, with the Prince of Beiyuan here, there is no better candidate than him. Zhu Biao has not made it difficult for Bor Ji Jin and Ai You Shili Da La these days. After all, they are both princes, so basic decency must be given. .
In the end, except for four generals and more than 7,000 of the prince's troops, the rest surrendered. The prisoner camp was divided into two parts. One part had food and drink, and the other part was as weak as a dead dog lying on the ground.
The surrendered people looked at the people on the ground with some shame, while those on the ground looked at the people gobbling up the food with indifference and disdain.
Not long after, Lan Yu came over with a Mongolian translator and gave the order: "Kill all those who refuse to surrender. Those who don't do it will die!"
All the Jiangjun soldiers looked at Lan Yu blankly, their eyes full of anger. Lan Yu smiled slightly and waved his hand. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who surrounded the Jiangjun camp immediately drew their bowstrings, the sound of zhengs sounded, and sharp arrows were fired. There was a cold light flashing, and the artillery pieces were facing them.
They were unarmed and had no strength to resist even if they ate some food, so their anger was transferred. They looked at the weak and helpless people with resentment, "Why don't you surrender? Are you the only heroes? Is there anything wrong with living? Everyone." Wouldn’t it be better to surrender together?”
People will forgive themselves. After a moment of silence, they walked towards the weak people silently. The team began to move. Lan Yu stood aside and watched quietly without urging.
As long as they didn't directly attack the Ming army with all their might, they would have completely lost. I don’t know who made the move first, because there were too many people, so I couldn’t see clearly what happened. Anyway, in the end, there were only piles of mud-like corpses left.
Lan Yu nodded with satisfaction, and then turned back to the camp. There were still good shows to watch later.
In the large tent of the Chinese army, Zhu Biao was inviting Prince Beiyuan to dinner. The two were chatting happily. After all, with their status, it was rare for them to have dinner with someone of the same status as themselves.
Zhu Biao drank a few drinks with him and said, "Brother, you are a little too adventurous this time!"
Prince Beiyuan was sixteen years older than Zhu Biao and was already middle-aged. He glanced at Zhu Biao enviously and said, "Unlike you, Dayuan has reached a dead end. Not only has the Central Plains been lost, but also more What’s more, there are too many internal conflicts between the DPRK and China, and if we don’t fight alone, there will be no chance.”
Zhu Biao was silent and said: "Wang Baobao has an amazing talent, but it's a pity that you didn't reuse it."
The Prince of Beiyuan snorted coldly and said: "Kuokou Timur is too proud of himself. Even if he has talents in the world, if he is not used by me, how is he any different from an enemy?"
Zhu Biao laughed, this is the arrogance of the royal family. Although they used it at the wrong time, it did not prevent Zhu Biao from appreciating this arrogance.
Prince Beiyuan began to complain to Zhu Biao about his unlucky life and all the problems in Beiyuan. The more he talked, the more relaxed he became. After drinking a few drinks, he leaned back on the chair and said: "It seems that today is my return." It’s time to live forever, thank you very much.”
Zhu Biao shook his head: "You and I are both respected as princes. To respect you is to respect myself. Brother, do I have anything else to explain?"
Prince Beiyuan smiled and shook his head: "No more, Dayuan has been destroyed, what else can I say to you?"
Zhu Biao smiled and said: "I thought that my brother would seek a way out for his heir."
Prince Beiyuan laughed a few times and said: "They have been rich and noble for more than ten years, so they deserve to be buried with Dayuan! What's more, Gu is a defeated person. How can he be qualified to plead for mercy? You can still invite Gu to drink. Gu is sincere. Grateful.”
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction: "Then please enjoy it, brother."
Prince Beiyuan was not polite. He ate meat and drank wine. When he had some free time, he told Zhu Biao some difficulties that he had never told anyone else. These things had weighed on him all his life.
After finally eating and drinking enough, Prince Beiyuan patted his belly: "It's been ten years since I've had such a fun time eating meat and drinking, okay!"
Zhu Biao stood up and clapped his hands, and Chang Yuchun and others led seven or eight Beiyuan generals out. Those generals looked at Prince Beiyuan in shame.
Prince Beiyuan glanced at them without any surprise, and then said: "This is the difficulty of Gu. Their family just stuffed these wastes in. Otherwise, the supply of the army will be a problem."
Zhu Ben originally wanted these surrendered generals to kill their prince with one sword as a token of surrender, but when he glanced at Lan Yu and the others, he wanted to give up this idea.
Even if they are hostile, he and Prince Beiyuan have the same status. It is never a good thing for the people below to commit crimes.
Zhu Biao frowned and looked at Prince Beiyuan. This was a problem. Prince Beiyuan naturally saw Zhu Biao's eyes. As the same prince, he naturally knew Zhu Biao's concerns.
"Bei Yuan's loneliness is inevitable. Their family has long planned to seek refuge with you, Nan Ming. Even if you let them go now, they won't leave."
As soon as the words of the Prince of Beiyuan were finished, the generals knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhu Biao. They seemed to be waiting for Zhu Biao to give the order to cut the prince into pieces, and then they could return to the Central Plains and enjoy themselves. Prosperity and wealth.
Only then did Zhu Biao realize that he had always regarded Bei Yuan as a great enemy, but he had forgotten the virtues of those big families in the last years of the dynasty.
Zhu Biao narrowed his eyes and promised prosperity and wealth. As long as they helped the Ming army break through Xanadu, the feudal princes and their families could move back to Peiping and still be able to lead troops.
Prince Beiyuan drank a few sips of wine silently, looking at the guys who had knelt at his feet a few days ago to ensure their loyalty, and now eagerly wagged their tails to the new master.
The families of these people are all aristocratic families, and many people in their families serve in the court of Shangdu. As soon as the army arrives, they promise to welcome the king's troops to Shangdu immediately.
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