Galloping horse, strong wind!
Energetic and windy!
Huo Lin laughed loudly. Although the cold wind brought tears to his eyes, it did not prevent him from feeling happy. He couldn't help shouting: "If the flying generals of Dragon City are here, I won't teach Hu Ma to cross the Tianshan Mountains!"
Xuan Qingshu rolled his eyes at Huo Lin and said, "Timur has already passed the Tianshan Mountains, at least use your brain."
Huo Lin flicked his horse whip: "What I said is that they will not be allowed to cross the Tianshan Mountains again. The generals arrayed in Qamdura will definitely leave them behind. Timur came from afar and traveled thousands of miles. If he failed, he would not be able to conquer the Tianshan Mountains again. There’s no chance to go back.”
Fu Lin listened to the bickering between Xuan Qingshu and Huo Lin, his eyes full of smiles, and looked at his father aside. Although he was much thinner after nine years of imprisonment, he could still ride a horse. But Guo Jike suffered a lot. This guy moved forward crying. I don’t know if it was because he was moved or because of his wounds...
Fu An didn't look at Fu Lin, he just stared at the east, not changing his direction despite the wind and sand.
The remaining ministers of Hongwu were already in the Jianwen Dynasty when they returned.
It is said that Emperor Jianwen was benevolent to the world and had literary skills and military skills. What is even more rare is that even the prince Zhu Wenkui has become famous all over the world. A young man's story has inspired countless young people.
I'm back!
Back then, I crossed the vast sea of sand, experienced life and death, and went on a mission to Samarkand.
Back then, I was acclimated and wanted to go home, but I never went back.
Back then, I was held like a prisoner, tortured and interrogated, and I was pulled to witness the power and majesty of Timur.
Back then, I was unyielding, I stood without fear, and shouted loudly to Timur: "I am the envoy of the Emperor of Heaven, how can I worship the barbarian king!"
Back then, I sat in the darkness, thinking about my family, my children, the Ming Dynasty, and whether the dark road would end in light or an abyss.
Back then, I stood in front of despair and told it, Su Wu had been shepherding sheep for nineteen years, so what if I had been here for twenty-nine years! As long as I have a breath left, I must go home, return to the Ming Dynasty and complete the mission entrusted to me by the imperial court!
Now, I'm back.
Daming, I'm back!
I am Fu An who left nine years ago. You still remember me and have not forgotten me, right? !
Tianshan, remember me!
Dune, remember me!
River, you remember me!
West Wind, remember me!
The soldiers of Ming Dynasty will remember me, the people of Ming Dynasty will remember me, and the emperor of Ming Dynasty will remember me!
"I, Fu An, am back!"
Fu An raised his riding whip and shouted loudly, as if he wanted to vent his depression, and shouted again: "I'm back!"
Xue Xia, Suo Jing and others looked at Fu An, and the serious man also smiled.
No matter what happens in the next decisive battle, Fu Lin searches for his father in the Western Regions, Jianwen's envoys confront Timur, and Hongwu's envoys return safely, this is the victory of the Ming Dynasty, and these things will eventually become the sixth year of Jianwen, no, the Jianwen Dynasty, Even one of the most wonderful chapters in the entire Ming Dynasty, praised by all people.
Yuan Yue and Ars Lang heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance, looked up at the sky, and found no warning signals. The scouts in the distance did not report back. Needless to say, there was no war ahead.
Arslan was somewhat disappointed. He originally wanted to fight Tamerlane's cavalry first to see how these people were different from Harry's cavalry.
Yuan Yue was not in a hurry: "Opportunities will always come. Timur cannot spend the entire winter here. His logistics do not allow him to do so. Let's go and meet our envoys."
Five thousand cavalry thundered to welcome Fu An, Guo Ji, Sun Liang, Zhao Hai and other Hongwu envoys. However, of the more than a thousand envoys that year, there are now only about forty left, and those who have disappeared , were either killed, enslaved, and exiled to far away places.
Whether this group of people can be retrieved depends on whether Timur can be severely defeated or captured. Only by completely surrendering Timur can the Timur empire be mobilized to find the Ming Dynasty envoys who were disbanded nine years ago. group personnel.
Fu An saw the cavalry in front of him, and just as he became worried, he saw the sun and moon waved out from among the cavalry.
Flag, this is the symbol of Ming Dynasty, the national flag of Ming Dynasty!
Seeing this flag means it's safe.
Yuan Yue, Arslang and others came forward and sat on their horses to salute Fu An and others. Yuan Yue solemnly said: "Fu Suwu, we are cavalry and it is inconvenient for us to dismount from our horses and salute. Please forgive me."
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Fu An and others quickly returned the gift.
Yuan Yue pointed behind him: "The general is waiting at the camp, can you all still race?"
Fu An looked at Guo Ji with some worry, and Guo Ji said calmly: "Of course it's no problem!"
Zheng Dacheng came out and said to Yuan Yue and others: "Guo Ji has an injury on his back. There is no one to treat him at Timur's place. The journey is bumpy. If it is not taken care of, he may not be able to return to the camp."
The journey of more than a hundred miles cannot be reached in a short time.
When Yuan Yue heard this, he waved his hand and a cavalryman took out the medicine box. Someone persuaded Guo Ji to dismount, and a group of people gathered around to block the wind. On a cold day, everyone couldn't help but look at the injury on Guo Ji's back. Di was secretly surprised. Although the knife edge was not deep, it was very long and almost penetrated the entire back.
The sergeant looked at the bright red scars and was a little thankful that it was winter. If it were summer, the wounds would have suppurated long ago if they were treated so hastily. Guo Ji was chatting and laughing just now. When the alcohol spilled onto the wound, veins popped out all over his body. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Huo Lin's thigh with both hands, pinching it tightly.
Two screams...
Huo Lin screamed louder than Guo Ji, "Sister, at least you are mentally prepared and know it will hurt. As for me, this is an unforeseen disaster..."
Gauze is wrapped around the wound.
The conditions and environment here make it impossible to suture the wound, so we can only go back and deal with it.
Guo Ji trembled: "What kind of medicine is this and why is it so painful?"
"That's not medicine, it's alcohol, the essence of wine. It has the effect of reducing swelling and removing pus. It's also a military supply. You don't know, since we got this thing, whether we were fighting Annan or fighting Harry, our wounded soldiers' wounds have worsened. It’s only 34%, so it’s very precious.”
Yuan Yue explained.
Guo Ji couldn't help but be amazed, and even sighed: "With this thing, our combat power will be stronger."
Wounded soldiers are veterans, and veterans are combat effectiveness.
"Let's go, it's not a good time to stay here."
Xue Xia looked at the gloomy sky and felt worried.
"Walk!"
Everyone set off again, this time without any delay. After running for half an hour, they rested and then hit the road again, heading straight for the military camp in Qamdo.
Under the sun and moon, the military camp is lively.
Pigs and sheep are being slaughtered, and smoke is curling up from the cooking pots.
Zhu Di led Xu Huizu, Song Sheng, Liu Jun, Yang Rong, Qu Neng and other personnel ten miles out of the camp to meet Fu An, Guo Ji and others.
At this time, the wind was blowing and the sky was about to snow.
Fu An, Guo Ji and others drove their horses over, and their eyes filled with tears when they saw Zhu Di, Xu Huizu, Song Sheng and others.
Zhu Di stepped forward and wanted to lead Fu An's horse into a saddle. How could Fu An dare to accept such a big courtesy? He quickly got off his horse and saluted Zhu Di: "Fu An has seen the general and all of you."
Zhu Di grabbed Fu An's hand, looked at it carefully, nodded slightly, and said: "The emperor gave me, an uncle, a death order, and I will take you home no matter what. The emperor will be happy when you return. Fu Suwu, thank you for your hard work. Everyone, thank you for your hard work! Welcome home!"
Fu An, Guo Ji, Sun Liang and others were deeply moved.
Nine years of haze dissipated in one day!
Zhu Di and the others mounted their horses and went straight into the camp. Countless soldiers shouted the name "Fu Suwu" in unison.
Inside the tent, Fu An, Guo Ji and others saluted again and thanked the soldiers. Zhu Di laughed and arranged a banquet, and ordered the three armies to celebrate except for the sergeants on duty.
After Xu Huizu expressed his greetings, he turned to ask: "Has Timur been in too many difficulties? How did he survive the past nine years? Can you tell us about it?"
Fu An naturally agreed. When time went back nine years ago, Timur suddenly tore off his hypocritical mask and revealed his ferocious butcher knife...
everyone
Listening, it feels like being in Samarkand, experiencing the ups and downs with Fu An and others.
The wine was warmed seven or eight times, and the dishes were heated another six or seven times.
Zhu Di patiently listened to the stories of Fu An, Guo Ji and others, with concern from time to time. When he heard that Guo Ji had been stabbed, he couldn't help being furious: "Timur bullied the Ming envoys like this. If I had known, I should have made up for it for Harry." One knife. Zhu Gaoxu, go pull Ba Qishan out and give him a knife!"
Zhu Gaoxu was drinking when he suddenly heard this and was stunned. Before he could get up and agree, he heard Xu Huizu and Song Sheng cheering from the side: "Yes, chop him!"
Yang Rong, Liu Jun, Guo Sansheng and others had grimaces on their faces. Are you drunk or just pretending to be confused? Ba Qishan has been escorted to Hami as a prisoner. He is probably on his way to Jiayuguan at this time. So many prisoners cannot be in the camp. If there is a war ahead and something happens to the prisoners, it may affect the overall situation. Zhu Di will not take such a risk.
Fu An thought about it again and again and asked: "Why doesn't the general use Harry to force Timur back? Wouldn't this avoid a war?"
Zhu Di shook his head and said seriously: "Is Harry asking Timur to withdraw his troops? Oh, Fu Suwu, I agree, but my soldiers will not agree, and neither will the court!"
"Why?"
Fu An was puzzled. Isn't it a good thing to be able to solve the problem without fighting?
Zhu Di looked at Xu Huizu and others and said majestically: "Why? Because this general has brought the most elite force of the Ming Dynasty and brought an army of 150,000. How much financial resources and people's power does the imperial court have to support this war? If we can't fight, To shake the Tianshan Mountains and create a hundred years of peace, we will be the sinners of the Ming Dynasty! Besides, Harry only has 40,000 people, how can this military merit be enough for 150,000 sergeants?"
Fu An sighed, yes, if Timur does not die and the power of Timur's empire does not weaken, there is no guarantee that they will not conquer the East again.
That’s all, these things are beyond your control.
This banquet ended in the wind and snow at night.
Zhu Di, Xu Huizu, and Song Sheng did not rest. Instead, they convened a group of people including Xue Xia, Suo Jing, Zheng Dacheng, Yang Rong, and Huo Lin to analyze the obtained intelligence.
Zheng Dacheng said very seriously: "Although the information we have is limited, it is certain that the number of heavy cavalry in Timur's hands exceeds 10,000, but it will not be as many as 30,000. It is likely to be between 15,000 and 15,000." Between 23,000 and 23,000. These heavy cavalry cover their entire bodies, leaving no loopholes for both men and horses. If you want to deal with them, ordinary bows and crossbows, including fire blunderbuss, have no effect."
"Heavy cavalry? This is a difficult problem."
Zhu Di frowned slightly.
Xu Huizu and Song Sheng couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Heavy cavalry has always been the elite among the elite. They are responsible for breaking formations, crushing formations, defeating vanguards, and destroying morale. Limited by high standards, high requirements, and heavy equipment, the number of heavy cavalry is usually not large. It cannot become the mainstream and can only be used as a trump card. A dynasty like Timur that directly created ten thousand or twenty thousand heavy cavalry can be described as a big deal.
Yang Rong said: "Heavy cavalry is difficult to defeat and has huge destructive power. We cannot directly confront them head-on, as we did when dealing with Harry. I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet him again. It's time to show our real trump card and use all our strength to defeat Tie. Muer."
Huo Lin looked at Zhu Di expectantly. He followed Xuan Qingshu's advice and was now a qualified operator of the divine machine gun. When facing Harry, it was not his turn to take action. He wanted to achieve military success with one shot, so he only Looking forward to Timur's arrival.
