In fact, when Zhu Su was halfway through speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang had already made a decision.
Maybe it was too impactful. After all, he never thought that the Northern Expedition might fail at first, and when he suddenly got the news that Xu Da was ambushed, he inevitably lost his sense of proportion and came up with the most pessimistic idea of "annihilation of the entire army."
But with Zhu Su's "deduction", he had calmed down. Bei Yuan and Wang Baobao really fought well in this battle, using a feigned defeat to lure the Ming Dynasty's middle route army into an ambush. Then, taking advantage of the time difference where communication was inconvenient, they gathered forces to besiege the attacking East Route Army.
However, can this really keep the two armies of the Ming Dynasty and nearly 100,000 elites in Mobei?
Zhu Su said no. Lao Zhu, who had calmed down, also thought that it couldn't be done.
You know, most of the two hundred thousand troops of the Ming Army were cavalry. How much price would Meng Yuan himself have to pay to take advantage of Ming Dynasty's family fortune of 100,000 yuan?
What's more, Xu Da and Li Wenzhong are not ordinary people!
Although Xu Da lost the initiative, he always knew the importance and would quickly adjust his strategy to do his best to preserve the strength of the Ming army.
Moreover, there is also the West Route Army!
After being reminded by Zhu Su, Lao Zhu remembered that Feng Sheng and Fu Youde's West Route Army was still locked in Western Xinjiang.
The West Route Army is the most inconspicuous of the three armies. But it is also the one least likely to suffer losses among the three armies.
Meng Yuan was already at the end of his strength, and it took all the strength of the country to intercept Xu Da and Li Wenzhong.
It is absolutely impossible for a large army to be stationed on the Western Front.
Even if Xu Da and Li Wenzhong are really wiped out, there is no need for Fu Youde to win seven battles and seven victories as Lao Wu said. As long as they can retain their strength, Lao Zhu is confident with these 50,000 cavalry alone without the need for additional troops. Suppress Northern Xinjiang!
How can a smelly salted fish really turn over?
"This time, I was reminded by this kid with a yellow mouth like Lao Wu." Lao Zhu, who was relieved of his heavy heart, couldn't help but look at his fifth son with admiration.
Regardless of whether he is a "traveler" or not, this military deduction ability alone will be enough to become an incomparably sharp sword in the hands of Prince Zhu Biao in the future with just some further training.
If he really knows about the "travelers" in the future, then what he can do is even more than that...
"Two tigers." Lao Zhu called his bodyguard to the front with a gentle move of the jade ruyi in his hand.
"Send spies to Mobei to inquire about the battle situation of the armies on the middle and east roads."
"In addition, send another messenger to Yiji Nai Road to write a letter to Feng Sheng and Fu Youde."
In his heart, he no longer regarded the word "traveler" as a pure deception. It just so happens that through the upcoming battle, we can test the authenticity of what Lao Wu said.
If Xu Da and Li Wenzhong succeeded in withdrawing their troops, and Fu Youde's nonsense about seven battles and seven victories could come true, then he would have to believe it.
In addition...if Feng Sheng really wanted to abandon his land, he would just take the opportunity of writing this letter to let him plant some nails in Gansu.
Even if you, Meng Yuan, eat the duck that I, Da Ming, cannot eat for the time being, you will still lose a few teeth!
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Zhu Su originally wanted to continue to take advantage of his injury to fish for ten more days and a half. Unexpectedly, on the second day, a chamberlain came early in the morning to pass on Lao Zhu's instructions, telling him not to neglect his studies and that he must report to the main hall today.
"Your Highness..." The little eunuch who came to summon him had a pale face and knelt in front of Zhu Su's bed, crying as if his parents were dead. "Please take pity on the poor little one and move his nest."
"His Majesty gave me a death order. Today, I must watch you enter the main hall!"
This little eunuch was also unlucky. This morning before Lao Zhulin went out, he suddenly had an idea and ordered him, the unknown chamberlain in charge of the washbasin, to urge His Highness the Fifth Prince to go to school.
This is the first time he has shouldered such a "heavy responsibility." His Majesty cannot be offended, nor can His Majesty the Fifth. What if the Fifth Highness stayed in bed and couldn't wake up, or was angry about getting out of bed? How could his little arms and legs go to heaven to meet his ancestors in a blink of an eye?
He had heard that His Highness the Second Highness in the palace was also violent, and even the decent old eunuchs could not persuade him. If the Second Highness is like this, how can His Majesty the Fifth Highness and the Second Highness’s first mother be any better off?
The young eunuch didn't even have time to write a suicide note, and of course he couldn't read either. I just cried and confessed a few words to my companions, which should be regarded as my last words, and then I looked for him in a panic.
When they arrived at Zhu Su's courtyard, Zhu Su was still lying on the mattress and fast asleep. The little eunuch didn't dare to scream, so he could only kneel down in the courtyard with a look of despair and start crying, which made Zhu Su's chamberlain Xiang Deng cry inexplicably.
Fortunately, there was little entertainment at night in this era, so Zhu Su was forced to go to bed early at night. At this time, sleep has also become lighter. He woke up when he heard crying.
"He specifically told me to go to the main hall?" Zhu Su looked unhappy. "Does he still have humanity? I am still a wounded person. What should I do if the root cause of the disease is found? I will be injured for a hundred days!"
The little eunuch shrank his neck and automatically filtered out the treacherous content in Zhu Su's words. He only said timidly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty said that you were able to sit in the yard and eat barbecue yesterday. It must have been no longer important..."
"..." Zhu Su was choked and speechless. There's nothing wrong with that. Didn't your butt hurt? Yesterday, I was able to sit in the yard and bake something carefree, so why can't I go to school?
"If I don't go, he can take me..." Before he could finish his harsh words, the little eunuch's face had begun to turn from white to green, as if he was about to die of fear.
Thinking of Lao Zhu's style in history books, Zhu Su swallowed his words back.
Lao Zhu always looked down on eunuchs. The palace rules were very strict and he would kill them at every turn. Many eunuchs in the inner court were in panic all day long. Which eunuch dared to disobey his special order?
It would be better if Queen Ma was around. If the little eunuch is not here when he reports back, and if Lao Zhu is in a bad mood, then even if the little eunuch does not die, he will at least lose one of his limbs!
That’s all, bad luck!
Zhu Su reluctantly got out of bed, and slowly began to get dressed under the surprised eyes of the little eunuch.
"Watch what I do, I have to change my clothes and I'm not going out yet!"
"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness!"
The little eunuch went out with a lot of thanks and looked forward to it with joy at the door.
Empress Ma was always thrifty and strict in her discipline. A prince like Zhu Su was only nominally noble, but he did not have many people serving him.
All food, clothing, housing and transportation are autonomous.
Just like Zhu Su, the only person serving him was the old eunuch Xiang Deng. His eyes were dazzled and his hands were trembling. Zhu Su was very nervous when he asked him to fetch a basin of water, let alone help him wash and change clothes.
For example, in the TV series, the prince of the Ming Dynasty gets up to change clothes. He only needs to open his hands and there are more than a dozen beautiful palace maids busy with each other. This is only for later generations.
It is not their turn to be the first generation princes who have not yet opened their own palaces.
Hey, if you want to live a happy sexual life, you have to be a vassal queen.
Fengyang High Wall is not bad...the house is still newly built...
While letting his thoughts wander, Zhu Su walked towards the main hall after washing.
