Right in the middle of the capital, everything was settled for the second trip to Fengmingzhou. When Tie Xuan and Zhang He, together with the merchants and vassal states, prepared to go out to sea again with the fleet, the Yan King Zhu Di who was far away in the northern Xinjiang was also caught in a dilemma.
Hami City, in the palace of the former mighty king Wunasili.
On the surface, this place now belongs to the palace of Anke Timur, the younger brother of Wunasili. However, in fact, not to mention this mere palace, the entire Hami city has been owned by the Ming court. Not to mention that the troops led by King Zhu Di of Yan and Marquis Fei Ju of Pingliang have now flooded the city. Even the most trusted troops of Wu Na Shili have already been convinced by Zhu Di who personally killed the Great Khan of Wala Yesudie'er. oral.
As for the civil servants, the demon monk Yao Guangxiao used a few tricks to completely control the Hami government. Those die-hards, such as the courtiers who clamored to confront Yao Guangxiao before, had long been wiped out by this deep-thinking monk in the name of colluding with Wa La and killing King Mighty. Now the grass on the grave is probably two feet high.
Anke Timur, who had been sidelined, had no choice but to attach himself to the Ming Dynasty, and had already sent his credentials to Yingtian. The Ming court followed the old practice of naming Naha Chu as the Marquis of Haixi, and named Anke Timur the Marquis of Yexi. , asking him to go all the way to Yingtian to "accept God's grace". I'm afraid he will never come back in this life.
So King Zhu Di of Yan naturally borrowed the vast front hall of the palace to place the sand table. However, he did not touch the areas in the harem, just like the old Yuanting Palace in Shuntian Mansion. He only closed the palace door tightly and waited for Lao Zhu's decision in the future.
"As the weather warms and freezes today, Timur is bound to attack Yili again from the east. Yili's national strength is weakened and it is difficult to withstand it. If we also send troops, Yili will be exhausted, and we are afraid that Yili will be defeated. As for Timur. After all, they are all forces that were separated from the Mongolia. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected."
"In the opinion of the poor monk, we should take advantage of this spring day to let the soldiers herd and farm, and teach Na Yili to fight with the two tigers Timur. It has been a hundred years since the country was founded, and it is bound to be able to cope with it in a short period of time. I'll just wait and watch from the sidelines."
Yao Guangxiao took the push rod and gently pushed the horse-riding terracotta warriors representing the Hami Ming Army back a few steps, away from the other two terracotta warriors wearing Mongolian costumes. Zhu Di was wearing a fox fur, looking at the sand table map in front of him, thoughtfully.
A few days ago, when the ice and snow melted and the army could start to move, Zhu Di in Hami City received an urgent message from Timur, the leader of the Timur Empire.
In the letter, Timur sincerely invites Zhu Di to attack and control the inside together, and share the soil of the inside together.
Because of this letter, many civil and military officials in Hami City were divided into two factions. One group, headed by Yao Guangxiao, believed that they should rest temporarily and could not agree to Timur's letter. Yili stretched Li to the west, just as a buffer between the Ming Dynasty and Timur's empire. It was just used to buy time for Ming Dynasty to digest Hami and Mobei grasslands.
"I don't agree." But it was Fei Ju who snatched the putter from Yao Guangxiao's hand. "What two tigers are fighting... I think they are just two local dogs and bugs! There is nothing to be afraid of."
"They can fight as much as they like. We don't need to worry about them. We can just go and level them both together. We are not driven by Timur. We just want to fight..."
He used the push rod to push back the mercenaries representing the Hami Ming Army and pushed them close to the two Mongolian pottery figurines. Then he pushed the push rod and knocked the two Mongolian pottery figurines aside, far away. Push out the picture. "Look, there are so many, why don't we! In this way, the entire Hexi Province will be the territory of our Ming Dynasty. There are only two remnants of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, how can our Ming Dynasty be afraid of them?"
The other faction is the proud and powerful generals of the Ming Dynasty led by Fei Ju. They are not thinking about sharing Yilijiali territory with Timur, but they think that even if Timur's empire and Yilijiali are combined, they can defeat it with their military strength, and they don't need to use it at all. Carefully waste those efforts.
Seeing Wang Xian, Zhang Yu and other generals looking at Fei Ju's actions, they all nodded with approval in their eyes. Knowing that these generals were underestimating the enemy and greedy for merit, Yao Guangxiao's brows were a little sad. He first glanced at Zhu Di, and then spoke to Fei Ju: "The Marquis is brave, and the poor monk is a poor man." I know. Wars have been fought since ancient times, but not all of them are decided on the battlefield."
"The supply of military rations and whether the soldiers can have enough to eat is also a top priority. Now our army has accepted 30,000 troops from Oala, and together with the original soldiers and the reinforcements brought by the marquis, the number has reached 70,000. These seven With ten thousand people, the daily loss of grain, grass, cattle and sheep is countless."
"If we send out troops now, how can we sustain the army's food supply? Why not farm and herd a little first, and save some rations first..."
"You, a monk, are so noisy." Fei Ju said with a look of displeasure, "I have followed the superiors and fought all over the country for half my life, but I still don't know the principles of grain management?"
"It is precisely because our army is short of food that we must fight to support the war and feed the enemy... Now we are farming and grazing in Hami, how much food can we produce?"
"Amitabha, how easy is it to feed a large army? There is still a city in Hami. Going further west, Yili and Timur are both nomadic. When they hear that my army is coming from the west, they will run away early..."
"alright."
Yao Guangxiao and Fei Ju were arguing, and Zhu Di, who had been pondering in front of the sand table for a long time, finally spoke. After Yao Guangxiao heard what he said, he also shut up, bowed slightly, and only turned the rosary beads on his wrist. Fei Ju also had some respect for King Yan and knew that he was the leader of this battle, so he also looked at him with suspicion.
"I agree with what the Marquis of Pingliang said," Zhu Di said. "Yili Li and Timur are no match for our Ming soldiers. Even if these two guys fight side by side, our Ming can defeat them."
"That's inevitable!" Fei Ju was beaming when he heard Zhu Di's words.
"But." Zhu Di changed his tone. "We can't underestimate the enemy and be careless, thinking that our troops are powerful and accidentally capsize in the ditch."
"Lao Wu pinged Yingzhou, Wei was equal to Bei Yuan, Korea was equal to Goryeo, but they all advanced with great success without any mistakes. If we suffer losses during the Western Expedition, even just a little bit, I'm afraid of the court's face. It doesn’t look good. Let alone give us a round of credit.”
"We must not only win, but we must win beautifully and win without a doubt! We must not hold back or embarrass other soldiers from all walks of life."
"The food problem mentioned by the great monk is also true. This is just one of them. Don't forget that most of our 70,000-strong army are newly surrendered soldiers by the Mongols, not our own soldiers."
"These people still need to be reorganized and trained, otherwise they will be just like a mob. After excluding these people, we only have a small core force. Can we really take down the Yilibali and Timur empires reliably?"
(End of chapter)
