Daming heir

Chapter 473
Conquering grassland nomads by farming in the Central Plains has never been an easy task.

From the back of sheep to the nomadic grassland on horseback, just like the wind on the grassland, there will never be a fixed place.

When a strong enemy comes, retreat.

If the enemy retreats, he returns.

And outside the Great Wall, in the vast desert grassland, even familiar people can go wrong.

The vast grasslands and long supply lines are the most important problems facing the Central Plains army.

Since the 24th year of Hongwu, Zhang Zhiyuan joined the capital of Beiping, was shortlisted for Yanwangfu, and led troops outside the pass for a long time.

The core of his military strategy is very simple, conquer the grassland with a small number of troops and horses, and feed on the enemy.With few soldiers and horses, you can turn the enemy's materials into your own supplies after conquering the tribes scattered on the grassland like stars.

The soldiers and horses under Zhang Zhiyuan's command range from ten to a hundred to a thousand.

But now he is the commander of the capital of Beiping, the commander of the guard capital of Yanwangfu, with his position and the trust and respect of Yanwang, it is enough to mobilize more than ten thousand soldiers and horses in Beiping to go out to fight.

However, Zhang Zhiyuan still maintained a maximum of 3000 soldiers and horses to clean the grassland for the Ming Dynasty to leave the customs.

The prestige of the little killing god came from the people of the Mongolian Tatar tribe.

After Zhang Zhiyuan roamed the grassland east of the Great Wall in the name of the Little Killing God, the Mongol Tatars finally figured out how to use his troops.

The upper echelons of the Tatar tribe even deliberately used Zhang Zhiyuan's hand to promote the gathering of ethnic groups scattered on the grassland, so as to more effectively rule the forces on the east side of the Great Wall.

On the grasslands, people always believe that people from the Central Plains will leave after all.The land on the grassland can only grow grass, but it will never grow crops.

"Retreat! Teams recalled!"

"Retreat! Teams recalled!"

"Retreat! Teams recalled!"

When the messengers rode their horses through the smoke, the sky had already been polished, and the smoke in the air was accompanied by the smell of blood, which was hard to dissipate all night.

One after another the tents vanished into nothingness.

The meadow, which was green but began to turn yellow due to the season, was stained red with blood.

The panicked cattle and sheep trampled countless imprints, far away, on the high hills, in the gullies, looking in horror at the homes trampled back and forth by the people of the Central Plains.

"Collect cattle and sheep, collect dried meat, and collect corpses."

The new orderly received a new military order and began to instigate the horses on the battlefield after the end.

The soldiers of the Ming army, who were strictly implementing the military order of not leaving anyone alive, began to gather together under the call of their respective small banner officers, general banner officers, and hundreds of households.

Then began to implement the new military order.

The purpose of collecting cattle and sheep is to bring them back to the pass as credit.

The purpose of collecting dried meat is to ensure that there will be sufficient supplies of food and grass on the way to the army.

As for the collection of corpses, this is to prevent the enemy's corpses from being exposed on the grassland, causing possible plagues.

Tang Keke stood on a pile of hay collected by herdsmen and looked around: "Where is my knife!"

On the haystack beside him, there was a long spear that he picked up from no one knew where. Hongying was tightly attached to the barrel of the gun because it was stained with too much blood. in.

No one paid attention to Tang Keke's cry.

When a Tatar tribe has completely disappeared, as a conqueror, it is already a matter of luck to stand up and shout.

"It can't be killed anymore. In the future, only the army behind the Great Wall can make it possible to gain military exploits."

Zhang Zhiyuan, whose visor was sunken inside, held the sharpened knife, walked up to the haystack from a distance, talked a little tiredly, and sat on the haystack with the knife in his hand.

Zhang Zhiyuan propped his legs on the haystack, and put his hands on his knees. In just a short time, the force of the land began to pull the blood soaked into his robe, dripping down and merging into the haystack.

Tang Keke spat out a mouthful of blood, and sat down beside Zhang Zhiyuan with a cold snort: "After killing all night, are you still thinking about killing people? Do you really think of yourself as a little killer?"

"I can't do it without killing!" Zhang Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled dryly: "In the past few years, the imperial court has successively destroyed the country in the southern and eastern expeditions, and the imperial court has repeatedly added new roads. Jiaozhi Road and Champa Road transport grain and supplies to the north, and Yingzhou is a place. Millions of gold and silver are supplied every year. But the golden age has not yet come, because my greatest enemy is still here!"

Tang Keke turned his head and gave Zhang Zhiyuan a blank look: "This is not something you should think about, it's up to the court to think about it."

Relieved, Zhang Zhiyuan still propped up his hands with some exhaustion, and took off the helmet on his head with difficulty, revealing his blood-stained face, and the scattered hair tips began to drip continuously.

"The Wara tribe has sent envoys to Yingtian." Zhang Zhiyuan said with his head down, and then said, "You and I both know that the power of the Tatar tribe has been concentrated in several places through our hands. The imperial court As long as the impact of the new policy is digested and the effects begin to show, the soldiers and horses invested in the Southern Expedition and Eastern Expedition will be mobilized to the Nine Sides. At that time, it will be the final battle for my Ming Dynasty to truly enter the prosperous age!"

Tang Keke looked at Zhang Zhiyuan with fixed eyes, and sneered twice: "Will you and I be the ones who can discuss the battle of the whole country? At that time, there will be hundreds of thousands of troops, and you will not be qualified to lead the way. At most, you will be the forward of an army. You should What I think about is when I can respond to Tiancheng and live a truly peaceful life with my sister-in-law and my children."

"This is beyond our imagination."

Zhang Zhiyuan reached out and wiped his face, trying to wipe away the blood stains that had started to become sticky.

Tang Keke let out a long sigh, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the gradually blue sky: "What the imperial court has done these years is to allow people like you to reunite with their families one day."

"My life is dedicated to future generations, this is my hope, Zhang Zhiyuan!"

"It doesn't make sense to you!"

Tang Keke cursed, stood up and patted his buttocks, and looked around.

"I'm going to find my knife!"

……

"Knife……"

"Bring... the old man's... knife"

Ming dynasty.

Zhongdu.

Fengyang City.

Xin Guo Gongfu.

In the main house in the front yard, the male and female heirs of the Tang family from Xin Guogong's mansion stood all the way from the house to the outside.

All around, the servants stamped their hands and feet, not daring to make any movement.

Outside the front yard, the stewards had already started sending messengers all the way to deliver letters to the meritorious families in the central capital, and a group of people went straight out of Fengyang City to Yingtian City in the capital.

The meritorious service of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the founding of the country, the sincerity Xuanli Wuchen, the doctor Ronglu, the Zhuguo, the salary of three thousand stones, the letter of the country, the soup and the medicine, the stone is difficult to cure, and the oil is exhausted.

"Bring the old man's knife!"

In the back room, his face was covered with spots and his hair was pale, but suddenly his eyes became bright, and Tang He, whose face was flushed, straightened his upper body and roared at his wife and children beside the bed.

"Get the knife!"

"Bring the lord's knife!"

"Get father's knife quickly!"

Beside the bed, Tang He's wife and children screamed mournfully outside the house.

Tang He, who was originally standing upright on the bed, heard his wife's roar, a smile appeared on his face, and he slowly lay back on the bed.

"I want old man Hongwu to follow Prince Xu for five years to conquer the sword outside the pass!"

In the fifth year of Hongwu, Tang He, as the right deputy general, followed the then great general Xu Da in the Northern Expedition. He encountered the enemy at Duantou Mountain and was defeated. The commander Zhang Cundao unfortunately died in battle.

The emperor did not pursue this matter, but let Tang He and Li Shanchang be stationed in the palace of Zhongdu together.Then he went north to guard Beiping and built Zhangde City.

Later, Tang He continued to follow the general Xu Da to conquer the grassland, defeated the general Kuo in Dingxi, pacified Ningxia, pursued northward to Chahannaoer, captured the Mongolian fierce general Huchen, and seized tens of thousands of horses, cattle and sheep.Then continue to use troops to defeat Dongsheng, Datong, and Xuanfu.

After five years of successive wars in Hongwu, Tang He was awarded the title of Marquis of Zhongshan for his meritorious service.

That was the most important year for Tang He to become Duke Xin of the Ming Dynasty. Six years later, that is, in the spring of the 11th year of Hongwu, Tang He Jin became the Duke of Xin Guo, participated in military affairs, and trained local army horses.

"Take Hongwu for five years, seal the Marquis and wear the sword!"

In the house, there is no need for soup and urging anymore, and my own children shouted to the outside.

Tang He was lying on the bed, and the scars left by the Southern and Northern Wars in the early years seemed to be awakened together, tormenting his body and soul, but there was only a faint smile on his face .

Just like back then, when the title of Daming was first rang in Yingtian City.

"what else?"

Mrs. Xin Guo's wife, Xie, sat on the side of the bed with red eyes, looking affectionately at her husband on the bed.

"I really want to go back to Yingtian again..."

The smile on Tang He's face revealed a bit of bitterness.

"It has already been sent to the heavens to report the letter."

Tang He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the crowded crowd in the room, and smiled: "Prince Xu is gone, Prince Chang is gone, and the old man is leaving too, but the prosperous age of my Daming is coming..."

Tang He said the last few words very hard.

There were screams in the house again.

"Where's the knife?"

Tang He's voice became lower and lower, he couldn't see his saber, and finally there was a little more fear in his eyes, not the fear of death, but the fear that no one could tell.

"Put on armor..."

"Go to the lobby..."

Tang He quietly stated his request, and then slowly closed his eyes, leaving only the last breath in his nose that he refused to stop for a long time.

Xie hesitated for a moment.

"Put on the armor for the father-in-law! Go to the front hall!"

A child of Tang He let out a low growl.

People finally reacted and started to get busy.

The crowded crowd in the house was driven away. Tang He's sons and daughters lifted the soft couch with their own hands, moved Tang He to the couch, and then drove away the servants who wanted to go forward, and carried the soft couch forward by themselves hall to go.

The armor that had been dusted in Xin Guogong's mansion for many years was found out and wiped clean.

People walk very slowly, but appear to be very fast.

Everyone knows Tang He's wish at the moment, and most of them are left to watch his armor, and then go to Yingtian City.

Ying Tiancheng couldn't go, but Zhuojia's last wish had to be fulfilled.

After a while, everyone in the Tang family finally carried Tang He to the front hall.

Lying on the soft couch with eyes closed all the time, Tang He, who had already begun to breathe in less and out more, opened his eyes as if feeling something in his heart.

"Drug it up..."

Tang He's voice began to tremble weakly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone who rushed to the front hall finally started to cry.

Dosing.

After drinking that medicine, it can infuse strength, but the kung fu of cupping tea will no longer have vitality.

The medicine was delivered quickly.

Tanghe's battle armor and saber were also sent together.

After taking the medicine, Tang He, whose face was pale, finally felt a little more alive, and his face also had a strange crimson color.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tang He sat up on the soft couch with his hands propped up.

"Wear armor!"

Tang He let out a low and vigorous voice, just like when he was in the army and ordered his own soldiers to put on armor for him.

Xie and his sons and daughters helped Tang He up from the soft couch with their faces full of reluctance and regret.

Tang He opened his arms and put them on the shoulders of his children.

Mrs. Xie led the children and began to put on Tang He's Ming army robes one by one, put on the battle armor one by one, and put on the bright red cloak one by one.

Outside the front hall, people from the Tang House were already kneeling all over the ground.

Finally, Xie and his sons and daughters finally put on the left and right armor for Tang He.

The general's chair was placed in the hall, and Tang and Zhang Tuihu sat there, holding a long knife in both hands and straightening their backs, looking straight ahead.

Sit north and look south.

Nanan.

It's God.

"Is the old man strong?"

"Grandfather is magnificent!"

"Is the old man male?"

"Grandpa is heroic!"

"This old man is willing to fight for Daming for another forty years!"

"Grandpa is bravely passing on the three armies..."

40 years ago, in the 12th year of Zhengzheng, Tang He joined Guo Zixing's Red Scarf Army with more than a dozen strong men, and was granted a thousand households for his meritorious service.Letter and Zhu Yuanzhang, invited to join the volunteer army.

Daming's opening is like this.

Forty years, now appeasement, meritorious deeds will die.

"The old man is so heroic!"

"The old man is so strong!"

"The old man bravely passed on the three armies..."

Three heroic words came out in succession, but one word was left behind.

The sound has stopped.

Buzzing.

The general sits upright holding a knife, motionless like a mountain, like a mainstay!
Xie raised her head in a panic, with sorrow in her eyes and tears streaming down her face.

"Duke of the Kingdom of Great Ming Xin, die!"

The steward's eyes were filled with tears, and he wailed loudly towards the sky.

"Duke of the Kingdom of Great Ming Xin, die!"

The servants began to howl outside.

Outside the front hall, the servants in charge had already made preparations, and the plain onyx lingered on the beam with the lingering sound.

Da da da.

The horseshoes stepped on the streets and alleys of Fengyang City, looking a little messy.

"quick!"

"Hurry up!"

Zhu Yunwen lifted the curtain, looked at the road ahead, and shouted hoarsely at the coachman.

Behind the swaying curtain, a bride was sitting in the carriage.

The carriage and even in front of Xin Guogong's mansion.

Before it came to a complete stop, Zhu Yunqi staggered and jumped off the carriage.

"Old man!"

"Old man!"

Rushing into Duke Xinguo's mansion, Zhu Yunqi stood in front of the hall, looking at Tang He, who was sitting motionless like a mountain, wearing armor and holding a knife, his eyes turned red.

……

It started to rain in Yingtian City.

In this late autumn, there was a bit of desolation.

The mist floods out from the soil, making people sit around the stove early to keep warm and rest.

A cold autumn rain.

It seems that the winter of Hongwu's 28th year came earlier than usual.

A group of people in plain clothes landed from Longwan Wharf, led their horses out, and drove their horses into the Wai Jinchuan Gate.

No one dared to stop him, not even the guards.

That plain suit bears the banner of Daming Xinguo Duke's Mansion.

This is a funeral!

The first founding hero of Ming Dynasty who was honored to be raised at home has passed away!

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