Several months.
The Northern Expedition, launched by the Ming Dynasty with overwhelming national strength, did not involve a large-scale decisive battle from beginning to end.
The imperial court has countless money and food, but it has to be continuously supplied to Jiubian from all over the country.
In this regard, North Korea and China have gradually made some unfriendly voices.
People began to think deeply about what this nationwide war could bring to the empire.
Tie Xuan, who was far away from the capital and had already made up his mind to be a lonely minister, suddenly became the core figure of slander and dissatisfaction.
The imperial court used the power of the whole country to raise three armies and sent three princes to lead the troops out of the way. Countless meritorious generals and elite soldiers came out of the north of the Great Wall.
No one dares to imagine what the empire will be like tomorrow if all these people are lost on the grassland.
People in Yingtian City can't think of it and don't dare to think about it.
But Zhu Yunxi knew very well what would happen to the Ming Dynasty if all the troops and horses outside the Great Wall were lost. He knew this clearly and had history as a lesson.
but.
The military intention of this northern expedition has gradually achieved results.
The forward detour to the north of the grassland was used to expel Liang Guogong Lan Yu, Ying Guogong Fu Youde, and Song Guogong Feng Sheng who were squeezing the Tatars' survival and strategic space, even if there was no large-scale contact war with the Tatars.
However, these three lines of cavalry did in a sense achieve the role of blocking the Tatars' living space.
The Western Route Army, with more than 100,000 troops, is now moving rapidly in the direction of Hulan Huwenwen and Helin to completely divide the grassland and move forward to suppress the Oara people in the west.
The Eastern Route Army, commanded by King Zhu Di of Yan, has also withdrawn from the Onan River Basin, clearing the way for the Tatars to advance eastward into Liaodong.
The Central Route Army adhered to the minimum limit, changed direction on the grassland, and moved across Liaodong.
In the distant Liaodong and Nurgan regions in the northeast, Liaodong Dusi had already been preparing for war, waiting for the Tatars to crash into the copper and iron walls laid out by Liaodong Dusi.
For a time, countless Ming army scouts were galloping on the grassland.
In the past and present, the Ming Dynasty's scouts rode horses on the grassland with an absolutely high-spirited attitude and the identity of their masters, traveling unimpeded.
Military information from various armies is constantly being summarized within the Great Wall.
The entire Great Wall is moving inside and outside for the final battle.
Even Daqing City, which is still unknown when it will be built at the foot of Daqing Mountain, is supplying part of the military supplies for the army in the north of the mountain.
Lan Yu had an extra thought recently.
Or ideas.
He hoped that one day in the future, the Ming Dynasty would be able to build that new type of railway into the grassland.
"Damn it, my mouth smells like grass now!"
Lan Yu was still riding his divine horse, but with a look of disgust on his face, he spat heavily on the grass.
Around him, the Ming Dynasty's most elite cavalry were setting off a wave on the grassland like a surge.
Direction: Northeastern region downstream of the Onan River.
"General, according to the signals left by the Eastern Route Army, we should be able to meet them at noon tomorrow."
The deputy general rode a horse and rushed over from the back of the team. He clenched his fists and reported back to Lan Yu.
Lan Yu looked like he was cursing, baring his teeth and yelling: "Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many damn tomorrows, if I can't see King Yan's Eastern Route Army tomorrow, I'll give you a bitch Ri’s head was chopped off!”
The deputy general had a look on his face, smiled naively, and immediately lowered his head.
This is the Duke Liang of the Ming Dynasty that they are familiar with.
Lan Yu cursed for a while, then looked at the sky and waved his finger towards the leeward bend of the river he was heading towards.
"Instruct all the troops to sleep over there tonight to recuperate their energy. If you can't sleep, close your eyes for me. Tomorrow we will boil all the meat and eat and drink enough.
If we don't go to meet with the Eastern Route Army, you will follow me and stab the Tatars in the ass from behind! "
The cavalry should charge forward courageously.
If you don't kill the enemy several times, you can't be considered a horseman.
Lan Yu's face was filled with murderous intent.
The deputy general, Lan Yu, made such filthy words, but he had a smile on his face.
"Don't worry, General. The last general has given orders today for the soldiers to start eating more dried meat."
Fighting is a very physically demanding thing, and it cannot be endured with just one or two meals.
Starting from Datong City, the whole army ran all the way to Beihai, and then pursued them non-stop to the northeast. The soldiers were already suffering terribly, not to mention that their bodies and bones were worse than when they just set off from Datong City.
Lan Yu was noncommittal about this.
He was only responsible for leading the troops to kill the enemy, and all the miscellaneous affairs in the army were always left to the deputy general.
The military order was quickly conveyed.
Tomorrow the whole army opened up to eat meat, and the eyes of the tired and shaky officers and soldiers sitting on the horses were immediately brightened, and the riding whip in their hands was whipped harder.
The speed of the entire team increased instantly.
And in the northeastern region where the entire grassland has to rush to the past.
Because of the obstruction of the Greater Khingan Mountains and the Lesser Khingan Mountains, the fertile land in the Nurgan region of Northeast China has just been created.
And in the north of Daxinganling.
The snow and rain on the mountains flow down, creating another kind of grassland style.
Hulun Lake, located in the Hailaer area, has become a rare large lake that stores water all year round in the eastern part of the grassland due to its low-lying terrain.
Go up the lake and trace the upper reaches.
At the intersection of Hailar River and Yimin River, what was originally a gathering place of small grassland tribes has transformed into a huge military camp.
The camps are easy to distinguish.
The Ming Dynasty dragon flags fluttered in the wind, highlighting the identity of the new owner of this place.
The camp uses local materials, and the trees that have grown for countless years in the surrounding mountains and forests are the best construction materials.
Countless cavalry rushed out of the camp and swept towards the grassland ahead.
At the lower reaches of the two rivers, there is a small camp surrounded by groups.
This camp gathered the Jianzhou Jurchens, Haixi Jurchens, Linzhong people and other tribesmen recruited by the Ming Dynasty from the entire Northeast Nuergan region.
Xie Ba, the commander of Liaodong Capital Division, was standing on a high ground outside the camp.
It is said to be a highland, but it is actually a huge stone buried deep in the ground. After millions of years of wind and sun, coupled with the impact of water flow, the surface has turned into soft soil.
It is for this reason that the grass grows very short on this land.
So much so that Xie Ba could grind out the hard stones from the soil just by gently crushing them with the soles of his feet.
"Next year it will be even more fertile."
Xie Ba said calmly.
Behind him, all the Liaodong generals laughed.
What the commander-in-chief said was correct.
Next year, the land in Hailaer will be more fertile, and the pastures here will grow more lush.
Because countless people are about to shed blood here to nourish this soil.
The Tatars wanted to flee from the grassland to the Northeast Nurgan and Liaodong regions. In order to avoid the Ming army's forts and defense lines in Liaodong, they had to cross the Greater Khingan Mountains from here before entering the Northeast region.
This is the burial place chosen by the Ming Dynasty for the Tatars.
"Instruct the whole army to drink three glasses of wine tonight, with no limit on meat. In addition, the ministries will be rewarded with wine and meat. Tomorrow, each ministry will be the forward, the firearms battalion will supervise the battle, and the horse army battalion will be deployed on both sides of the Hailar River and the Yimin River."
Xie Ba withdrew his gaze from observing the scenery here.
After the Ming Dynasty wiped out the Tatars and Oara people on the grassland, there will be countless time to travel on the grassland and enjoy the scenery.
…
The earth is shaking.
After the beginning of spring, the grass that grew lushly was trampled back into the soil.
A battle of war and iron, and countless war flags cut through the white clouds in the sky.
Zhu Yunwen was leading the Baihusuo under his command, and as a subordinate of the forward battalion of the Central Route Army, he was clearing the way for the Chinese army in the rear.
As the youngest officer and soldier in Baihu Station, Xiaosi naturally became the person who followed Zhu Yunwen, the official of Baihu.
Xiaosi rode back from afar on horseback.
With a smile on his face, he had no idea that a big battle was about to happen.
"Hundred households!"
"There is news ahead. The Tatars are a hundred miles to the north and are heading towards Hailaer."
Zhu Yunwen tightened the reins in his hands and slowed down the horse underneath him.
He looked at Xiaosi, who had just stopped in front of him after inquiring about the good news, and said: "Report to the Chinese army. Tomorrow our army will arrive at Hailar and form an encirclement force against the Tatars."
Xiaosi, who had been riding a horse on the vast grassland for most of the day, immediately took orders and continued riding towards the Chinese army behind him before he could take a sip of water or take a breath.
Zhu Yunwen narrowed his eyes and looked at the vast grassland ahead.
There were no Tatars to be seen at the moment.
But he knew that the Tatars were ahead.
However, a distance of a hundred miles is only a short distance on the grassland.
He glanced back behind him again.
The bulk of the forward battalion was out of sight.
There is nothing in front of me, and there is nothing behind me either.
This is what Zhu Yunwen asked himself to do after he was assigned to the Central Route Army.
Become a member of the forward camp, and then become a pathbreaker in the forward camp.
Since you can't be the one who controls this Northern Expedition, then you have to be the one at the forefront of this war.
This is Zhu Yunwen today.
After the Hundred Houses team continued to move forward for dozens of miles, they finally found a suitable camp.
Zhu Yunwen stopped his horse and raised his arms: "Let's stop here today. Make a mark, bury the pot and make rice. After eating, we will continue on our way."
The officers and soldiers of the Baihu Team had no objections.
This is what you should do as a forward battalion.
Never join up with the forward camp behind, only look for a suitable campsite in front every day, and then continue to move forward.
The officers and soldiers moved quickly.
As the forward troops of the vanguard battalion, they have a very heavy task. They have to make a pot of rice and continue to ride on their horses while the food is still in their throats.
Although hard work.
But even if they don't fight the Tatars later, the credit that belongs to them is already a certainty, and no one can change this.
When the aroma of the food had just spread on the grassland, Zhu Yunwen had already led his people away from the camp chosen for the rear army.
A dark curtain gradually enveloped the grassland.
In the pure sky, countless stars are twinkling, shining the softest light on the world.
However, it is destined to be impossible to calm down tonight.
Hundreds of thousands of people were running around on the grassland.
Zhu Shangbing breathed a sigh of relief.
Traveling all night is really too proud.
The war horse beneath him also began to show signs of impatience, causing his butt to hurt more and more.
However, Zhu Shangbing did not dare to stop at all.
Behind him, Zhu Di, who withdrew from the Onan River and allowed the Tatars to flee eastward under his nose, was filled with endless anger and vowed to lead his army to smash into the Tatar royal court from the north. .
That day, the old fourth uncle relied on his telescope and watched the Tatar Royal Court from a distance heading east in front of him.
Zhu Shangbing could see clearly that at that moment, his fourth uncle wanted to give orders several times, and the entire East Route Army pressed forward.
But in the end, the fourth uncle still held back.
Not just the fourth uncle.
Zhu Shangbing also knew clearly that the entire Eastern Route Army, which he had stopped at the most critical moment, was holding back its anger.
I usually walk slowly.
He swore that he would become the first unlucky guy with arrows stuck in his back since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.
Snapped!
Zhu Shangbing gritted his teeth and swung his whip to slap the horse hard.
Even though he cherished the war horse in the past, he did not dare to slow down at this time.
A while of night.
Zhu Shangbing didn't dare to slow down at all.
The officers and soldiers who followed him from Daqing City also did not dare to neglect in the slightest.
Anyone who sees the East Route Army these days can see bursts of murderous intent in the eyes of these guys.
A bunch of bastards.
The military order for the Eastern Route Army to withdraw from the Onan River was not given by them. They did not follow Qin Shizi here to deliver the order.
The cowards of the Eastern Route Army had been holding it in for too long on the grassland, and their crotches began to burst into flames.
The sound of wind.
The sound of horse hooves.
Neighing sound.
Breathing sound.
Countless voices mixed together.
On the dark grassland, it rang for a long time.
"Bright."
"Bright!"
Suddenly, the cavalry in front turned around and shouted.
The officers and soldiers who were riding horses with their heads lowered to avoid the wind raised their heads one after another.
"Its daybreak!"
The whole team shouted.
Zhu Shangbing raised his head with some difficulty.
I saw a brilliant light on the eastern horizon.
Immediately afterwards, the color began to change continuously.
The long sound of the horn seems to come from ancient prehistory.
Passed through the ancient history of the entire Central Plains, crossed the mountains and rivers, and came to this vast grassland.
The drums began to beat.
Gradually, people found that their heartbeats began to sound at the same frequency as the war drums.
A huge dragon flag seemed to cover the entire sky, fluttering in the wind under the rising sun.
Zhu Shangbing rode his horse and rushed to the front of the team.
Ran to the hillside.
At the foot of the hillside is a huge camp.
All the Tatar kings who escaped from the grassland and fled here are here.
Countless cattle and sheep, countless simple yurts.
There were also countless war horses and Tatar warriors.
Before Zhu Shangbing could react, there were already soldiers from the Eastern Route Army in the corner of his sight, detouring around the slope and killing the Tatars who were about to issue a warning.
Down the slope, further to the east.
The sound of war drums became more and more intensive.
"Army attack!"
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