He was so angry that he leaned against the railing, and the misty rain stopped.
Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.
Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon!
Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and he will be filled with sorrow.
The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished?
Driving a long car, crossing the Helan Mountains.
The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.
Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!
Guangwu Fort outside the Pass.
Tie Xuan, a bachelor of the Ming Dynasty Cabinet, stood on a high hill under the fort, looking north at the vast grassland, escorted by several Imperial Guardsmen, and recited this century-old poem with great ambition.
Guangwu Fort was built not long ago, and its brand-new exterior wall is somewhat inconsistent with the grassland.
Countless grain, grass and military supplies were hoarded here, so much so that a small walled city began to be built behind the fort according to local conditions.
The poem "Man Jiang Hong" by Prince Yue has been the most widely circulated among the military since the early Song Dynasty. It is also the most read and recited poem by military officers of all dynasties.
The few Imperial Guardsmen and soldiers following Tie Xuan didn't quite understand why the Grand Scholar was reciting "Man Jiang Hong" at this time.
According to the military reports from the front line, today is probably the day when various armies will encircle and suppress the Tartar Royal Court.
If you want to be lyrical, reading Su Dongpo's Niannujiao is the most suitable for today's Ming Dynasty.
Tie Xuan smiled and fanned his chest with his palms: "But... in the midst of talking and laughing, the boats and oars were turned into ashes?"
Several officers and soldiers looked stunned, but they didn't expect that Academician Tie actually understood their thoughts. They shook their heads repeatedly, but finally nodded and then lowered their heads.
Tie Xuan said with a smile: "You don't understand. Although Su Shi's song Nian Nujiao is bold and bold, it is not suitable for today. All you need to know is that after today's battle, our generals will far surpass the powerful men and surpass the prosperous Tang Dynasty!"
The officers and soldiers naturally did not understand what it would mean to the Central Plains when the Ming Dynasty took the entire grassland into its arms and held it under its control.
Tie Xuan's face was full of excitement: "I think back then, Yue Pengju didn't take control of the sixteen states of Yanyun, which was hated by his officials. Look at today, our army is marching across the desert, about three thousand miles away, and the wolf is in Xu. , Le Shi Yanran, success is achieved in one day."
The lone minister with the most official titles in the dynasty took a step forward.
In front of Tie Xuan, there is an endless grassland. In addition to the green grass, there are the cattle and sheep under the white clouds.
Other than that, there was only a team of grain and grass troops that looked like wandering dragons, departing from Guangwu Fort to transport grain and grass to the army deep in the grassland.
But Tie Xuan seemed to see the war taking place right in front of his eyes, on the grassland under the high hills of Guangwu Fort.
"From now on, the grassland will be my Ming Dynasty sheep pasture!"
Tie Xuan let out a heavy breath.
This is the turbid air that has been squeezed throughout the Central Plains for hundreds of years.
It comes from the Five Dynasties, Ten Kingdoms, and Two Song Dynasties. The Han family is always afraid of the anger and panic of the northern grasslands riding southward.
Unless a god comes to this world.
otherwise.
The grassland in front of you will be as pure as the white clouds in the sky, allowing Ming Dynasty to pick it.
Tie Hyun slowly clenched his fists.
There are no gods in this world, and even if there were, they would only protect the Ming Dynasty.
Hundreds of thousands of troops have been running on the grassland for several months, all for this decisive battle.
…
The battle flag cut through the void, following the horses below, making a tearing sound.
Artillery roared.
Thousands of artillery are laid out across the grassland. There is no need to adjust various data. They can just flatten the muzzle and lay a solid foundation on the back side. The artillerymen of the firearms battalion only need to ensure the oil for cooling the barrel and the fuel for firing. Gunpowder does not break.
Then the Tatar Royal Court in front of them will have no way to survive.
The entire Hulun Lake has become a purgatory on earth.
Just like what Xie Ba said a few days ago outside the camp at the confluence of Hailar River and Yimin River.
The lake water was dyed red, and the large grassland turned deep red.
The earth seemed to have opened a big mouth, greedily swallowing up all the blood flowing on the ground.
Zhu Shangbing could no longer find the Tatars.
To the south of the Tatars was the Central Route Army, which was pressing up, and on their own side was the East Route Army, which had been angry for a long time.
And to the west, there are 30,000 cavalry formed by the merger of Liang Guogong's headquarters, Ying Guogong's headquarters, and Song Guogong's headquarters.
east.
To the east are the soldiers and horses of the Liaodong capital who have already tied up the pockets for the Tatars in the Hailer area.
The Tatars, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Ming troops, had no way to escape.
"Let the Jurchens rush faster."
In the direction of Hailaer, Xie Ba held a telescope made of fine copper, looked at the entire battlefield, and added a military order.
Soon, there were flag bearers waving several flags beside him.
He originally wanted to escape to the Tatar court in Liaodong and Northeast Nuerqian. At this time, he was only focused on rushing eastwards and had no time to pay attention to whether the enemy army in front of him was the Ming army or the Jurchens.
The people of the Jurchen tribe in Liaodong, such as the Audoli tribe, the Huli Gai tribe, the Tuowen tribe, and so on, are like a small boat on the vast ocean.
In just a blink of an eye, he was swallowed up by the surging Tatar cavalry.
Seeing that the people recruited from the Nurgan area in the northeast had disappeared from sight.
Only then did a smile appear on the corner of Xie Ba's mouth.
He put down the telescope, raised his right arm, and pressed forward.
"Push all the cannons up."
As a result, hundreds of artillery pieces were pushed to the front of the military formation by the officers and soldiers of the firearms battalion, facing the Tatars who wanted to rush into the formation and flee eastward.
"fire!"
The general of the firearms battalion put one hand on his hips and held a long knife in the other, slashing forward heavily.
With one order, hundreds of cannons roared.
The artillery of Liaodong Dusi in the east instantly filled the firepower gap of the artillery of the East Route Army in the north and the Central Route Army in the south.
Next to the entire Hulun Lake, it seemed like a shocking thunderstorm fell from the sky.
In everyone's ears, only the terrifying sound of cannons was roaring.
west.
Lan Yu put her hands behind her back, shook her arms, rolled up the cloak behind her, and put it in the bag on the side of the horse's back.
He held a hundred-refined steel spear, his eyes kept shrinking, revealing wisps of murderous intent.
"charge!"
The spear fell from the sky, pointing directly at the Tatar who left his back to the army.
Following Lan Yu's command, thousands of horses throughout the west neighed.
Niu Dafu only felt that all the blood in his body was rushing through his body, and his whole body was exuding a billowing heat.
He pulled out the long knife from his waist and held it in front of his eyes, using the back of the knife to knock off the visor on his helmet.
"charge!"
Niu Dafu roared angrily, then clamped his legs.
The others had already rushed down the slope like an arrow leaving the string.
…
Plop.
When the eastern horizon of Hulun Lake once again lit up a piece of white fish belly.
Zhu Shangbing dropped the curled knife in his hand and fell heavily backwards on the soft grass.
In his eyes.
A few white clouds slipped away from sight with the breeze.
All that's left is the blue sky.
Nearly three hundred thousand Ming troops fought all day and night.
Nearly 200,000 Tatars were completely left by the Ming army on the shores of Hulun Lake in the Hailar area.
Among them were people recruited by Xie Ba from the Nuergan area.
Zhu Shangbing's eyes gradually widened, he opened his mouth, and sucked in the cold morning air.
The air was full of the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood. It was cold, but it did not make Zhu Shangbing feel too much discomfort.
Everyone present had long been numb to these smells after a whole day and night of fighting.
Da da da.
The sound of horse hoofbeats reached Zhu Shangbing's ears from the side.
He turned his neck stiffly and saw a pair of boots falling on the grass not far away.
The boots began to move towards him.
Zhu Shangbing started to turn his head again.
"Fourth uncle..."
Zhu Shangbing grinned, and with blood all over his face, he showed an ugly smile.
Zhu Di had a dark face, snorted coldly, and then kicked Zhu Shangbing in the thigh.
Don't wait for Zhu Shangbing to shout out.
Zhu Di had already started to get angry with a dark face: "Cannon infantry coordination, forward Xu Jin, you have learned from the dog's belly?"
Zhu Shangbing was stunned for a moment. These were all lessons learned in the martial arts hall. He had learned them. Why did his fourth uncle say these things at this time?
Looking at his expression, Zhu Di became even more angry: "You are the only one who can run fast? No one in the entire Ming Dynasty can ride a horse better than you? If you run faster, you will be mixed with the Tatars! I will also save money." Put your rotten flesh together and send it to heaven!"
His face was angry and he kept cursing.
However, Zhu Di's eyes shone with fear and pity.
The dignified crown prince of King Qin of the Ming Dynasty was lying on the ground at this moment, and there was no trace of him looking like the crown prince of the clan.
The armor on his body has been torn into pieces.
On the left shoulder, the entire piece of clothing disappeared, exposing tiny holes. Because the muscles relaxed at this moment, blood was slowly seeping out.
In the holes on his arms were small pieces of cannonball fragments.
Looking at Zhu Shangbing's appearance, Zhu Di was angry and scared.
If this bastard had ridden any faster yesterday, the cannonball would have torn him into pieces.
Zhu Shangbing probably reacted.
He rolled his stiff neck and glanced at the left side of his body.
"Ah...it hurts!"
Finally, Zhu Shangbing grinned and screamed, and then kept moaning softly.
Only then did a smile appear on Zhu Di's face.
If you can still shout and cry, that means it's nothing serious.
He raised his arms and waved.
"Send this bastard to the wounded barracks. We can't keep this arm. Let's cut it off."
The few soldiers who came forward looked down at the grinning, frowning, and moaning Crown Prince Qin, and couldn't help laughing.
Zhu Shangbing immediately opened his eyes wide again, lying on the ground and looking up at Zhu Di standing in front of him.
"Fourth uncle!"
"Fourth uncle can't!"
Zhu Di spat, his face full of disgust: "Lift it down! Lift it down! Noise!"
…
"The good news should be sent back soon."
Daqing City is still under construction at the foot of Daqing Mountain.
On a high building at the core of the government office area.
Zhu Yunxi, Zhu Gaochi, and Abu were the only three people, and we still got together to make gold.
Zhu Gaochi still threw three bad cards into the pile of discarded cards, glanced towards the north, and murmured.
Abu saw that the table was clean, looked around, took out the few remaining golden beans from his boots, and threw them into the bets already placed on the table.
"Not many herdsmen have come from the north of Daqing Mountain recently. I think the war is going very well. The army has switched from clearing out the stubborn ones to appeasing the herdsmen on the spot, and has chosen the site for building the city."
Zhu Yunxi kept his head down, holding the three cards in his hand tightly.
He raised his head and glanced at Shun'an King Ab'an across from him.
This guy has big names.
Otherwise, with his temperament, these last few golden beans will definitely have to wait for the big names to come, so that he can continue today's gambling.
"you win."
Zhu Yunxi collected the piles of golden beans in front of him and threw the three cards into the pile of discarded cards.
Abu was a little dissatisfied, so he reached out and opened the three cards.
Lord Duke.
Straight.
Abu let out an ouch and looked at Zhu Yunxi with resentment on his face.
With his backhand, he revealed his three cards.
Three Gongye cards.
Zhu Yunxi smiled proudly: "A small loss is not a loss, a small win is not a win."
Abu could only gather a few scattered golden beans on the table in front of him, then he cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness is Your Highness, otherwise why can Your Highness be Your Highness."
Zhu Gaochi blinked at the side and curled his lips: "King Shun'an is becoming more and more like a wise man now."
"I am Akito!"
Abu puffed up his chest and emphasized emphatically.
Zhu Yunxi nodded and said: "There will be no more Mongols or Tatars in the future, only Ming people."
As he spoke, he pushed out the pile of golden beans in front of him.
Abu glanced at me with some doubts.
"Last night, those herdsmen secretly went to work on the construction site. They injured their legs in the dark. This is not possible. You rewarded them and let them have a good rest for a few days. Tell them that this is not how work is done. Next time If something like this happens again, the government will take away all their cattle and sheep."
Cattle and sheep are the foundation of the herdsmen.
Taking away their cattle and sheep is far more serious than cutting off their heads.
Only then did Abu gather the pile of golden beans on the table in front of him.
"Then I will thank Your Highness on behalf of those bastards."
Zhu Yunxi was noncommittal and said instead: "The court received news two days ago, saying that King Shun'an had made great contributions to the Northern Expedition. My old man thought about it and thought that he should give King Shun'an a national surname to set things right and avoid going there. There will be people in the court who are gossiping again."
Abu's shoulders shook violently.
Then with the shocked expression on Zhu Gaochi's face, he knelt on the ground in the blink of an eye.
"My lord, I thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is so kind to you, but I have nothing to repay you for. I am willing to go through fire and water for the Ming Dynasty in this life, and I will never give up even if I die!"
Zhu Yunxi sat still.
I should be the only one to express my opinion like this.
He then said casually: "In a few days, the imperial decree will come down, and the good news from the front line will probably come back by then. King Shun'an gave the country a surname, and the herdsmen in Daqing City will also have their own rewards. The herdsmen here also need to change their surnames, and go to From now on, regardless of each other, they are all my subjects of the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Gaochi calmed down the shock on his face and turned his eyes silently.
It turns out that the backhand is here.
With Ab and I taking the lead in changing their surnames, it will be natural for the herdsmen in Daqing City and the herdsmen on the grasslands to change their surnames in the future.
Abu just doesn't matter to me.
I was given the Ming Dynasty surname.
What is the national surname?
Abu felt that his breathing had become a little hot.
As for the herdsmen also having to change their surnames, this is what should be done.
The Mongolian Tatar royal court is gone now, and beyond the grassland is the Ming Dynasty's sheep pasture land. If you don't change your surname now, when will you change your surname?
"I, on behalf of the grassland herdsmen, would like to thank the Emperor for his kindness."
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