Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 421 Death Is Actually the Greatest Escape
Suddenly Lan suddenly loses temperature.

He also stood in front of the North City Gate, looking at the place where he grew up, and at the last trace of his grandfather's concern.

He felt that he was an unworthy descendant.

It is true that it is the result of many reasons that Wala has come to this point, but it has to be said that his grandfather Mahamu also has reasons.

Even if your grandfather didn't do anything wrong from Ye Xian's perspective, but in reality, even if there is no fault at all, it's still a crime if you don't have the ability to turn the tide.

Human beings are so selfish.

Looking at the Wala people who were fleeing, I suddenly felt a little lucky.

He is fortunate that the grassland is different from the Central Plains. Although there are people engaged in farming and commerce, the vast majority of the people still live nomadic lives, and they will not be imprisoned by the land like the Central Plains people.

Moreover, among those very few who are engaged in agriculture and commerce, those engaged in agriculture are not so much farmers and tenants as laborers.

There is very little arable land on the grassland, so the food produced is naturally very little, and the final output is basically enjoyed by the princes and nobles, so for the vast majority of grassland herdsmen, meat and dairy products are daily life. That's why they depend so much on Daming's mutual market.

Both meat products and dairy products are high-protein foods. A single diet for a long time will definitely lead to nutritional imbalances, and even symptoms such as constipation.

This is why tea and horses, a strategic resource in the feudal era, can be compared.

Because, for the nomads, although there is only a little bit of fried or dried tea, and it can even be said that there are no trace elements such as vitamins, it is still very much needed by them, because they don't even have this little bit.

But now, the shackles of the past have now become the shackles of being shaken off. At least he will not lose too many people, and he still has the opportunity to inherit the will of his grandfather Mahamu and make a comeback.

As for the merchant... there is nothing to say, just take the goods and leave, and the goods are not land that cannot be taken away.

However, before leaving, he had to do one last thing.

"Are you all ready?" Ye first tilted his head slightly, looking at the indifferent person beside him.

"It's all ready."

It seems like a machine without emotion, and the indifferent person beside him even speaks in the same indifferent way, which makes people feel cold and biting.

……

Three Peaks Mountain.

The victory of the decisive battle at the Three Gorges Pass brought a great morale boost to the Ming army. The grievances of the soldiers had almost dissipated when Zhu Zhanji agreed to Mahamu's decisive battle proposal.

Even if most of the soldiers did not make any achievements in this victory.

But in their view, as long as they win this decisive battle, even if they cannot directly determine the outcome of the final battle, at least it will give them a little more chance of winning.

After all, both Mahamu and Zhu Zhanji are ruler-level figures. Such a person personally led the army to a decisive battle and lost in the end...

It is conceivable that this decisive battle will deal a great blow to the Oirat Army.

However, the thinking of these low-level soldiers is still too simple.

If it wasn't for now, if it wasn't for Zhu Zhanji, if Daming didn't have this kind of power structure...

In fact, whether it is Emperor Taizong, who once personally conquered the grassland, or Zhu Zhanhe, a representative figure in the Ming Dynasty's current war, it is not a problem at all for them to say nothing, because they all have one thing in common. point.

Victory is the most important thing.

However, it was Zhu Zhanji who led the army this time, and it was Zhu Zhanji who led the army to kill, and it was Zhu Zhanji who was in a disadvantageous situation in Daming.

Emperor Taizong could not count his words, and Zhu Zhanhe could not count his words, but he alone could not.

First, his body is no longer strong enough to support him to continue fighting.

Second, it was the deal with King Wu that prevented him from continuing to fight.

Third, in terms of war, Zhu Zhanji is really not very good now. It would be okay if Zhang Fu was brought in this battle, but he didn't.

……

"Cough cough cough..."

A burst of violent coughing sounded from the Ming army's large central army tent, making everyone in the tent very nervous.

"It's okay..." Zhu Zhanji waved his hands weakly, his voice hoarse.

"Except for Li Bin and Liu Sheng, everyone has stepped back."

People from two different camps, Xu Heng and Chen Mao, turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, and they both saw the clear look in each other's eyes.

at this time……

Although he knew what was going to happen, Chen Mao bowed and saluted and then slowly withdrew from the Chinese military camp. Seeing Chen Mao retreating, Xu Heng also retreated with his head bowed.

Soon, no matter whether it was the general or the attendants, even Wang Zhen, who had been serving Zhu Zhanji in the past, withdrew.

For a while, only Zhu Zhanji, Liu Sheng and Li Bin were left in the tent.

"In a while, Liu Sheng, you go out and deal with the accompanying military doctor."

Zhu Zhanji took off the hand that had been covering his mouth until he was gone.

On the slightly pale palm, there is a touch of the most common color on the battlefield: red.

"Yes..." Liu Sheng lowered his head, his voice was low, but he still received the order.

Zhu Zhanji's injury...is serious.

The sling sounds very primitive, but it is actually a very common weapon on the ancient battlefield. Even when Qi Jiguang was fighting against the Japanese, the simple, cheap, durable, and powerful sling once became a must-have for everyone. weapons.

However, in the application of slings, the Central Plains people are obviously inferior to the grassland people.

There is only one reason, and that is living habits.

No matter what dynasty or nationality it is, it is the people at the bottom who kill the most directly on the battlefield, but how many Han people have traces of hunting in their lives?How about nomads in comparison?
In the hands of the Han people, slings are usually just children's toys, but on the grasslands, because of the lack of iron and the artillery of the Ming army, slings are also used.

It's not that the Ming army has never encountered slings, so there is no such thing as lack of experience, but no one thought that a small sling would play a big role.

The hateful blow of the Oirat soldier before his death made it difficult for Zhu Zhanji, who could be said to have a lack of limbs, to bear, and blunt weapons have always been the number one nemesis of armor.

The accompanying military doctor, that is, the imperial physician, made a diagnosis, and Zhu Zhanji was shocked to the inside.

In fact, if it was just throwing stones, it would not be able to cause such a big damage. Even if it could, it would not be possible to cause such a big damage to Zhu Zhanji.

You know, Zhu Zhanji is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor's armor, even though most of the time the imperial conquest is just sitting behind the army and will not go to the battlefield in person, but no one dares to cut corners on the emperor's armor.

However, no matter how good the armor is, it must be worn by a matching person.

Unlike the Emperor Xuande who accompanied Emperor Taizong to the east several times in history, Zhu Zhanji today has hardly been on the battlefield except for the first northern expedition of Emperor Yongle in the eighth year of Yongle. The second and only time was the rebellion of King Zhao.

He was originally a canary raised in a cage, and he was imprisoned in the Qingning Palace for more than a year, and his body was already weak.

"Li Bin..."

Liu Sheng was still worried about Zhu Zhanji's body, but Zhu Zhanji had already started to give orders.

It's just that this order is like entrusting funeral affairs.

"You command the [-] Battalion this time, and the army will be stationed at Sanfeng Mountain for the last day, and will leave for the imperial court one day later."

"Although Wala lost this battle, they may not retreat as agreed before the battle. Even if they retreat, we have to guard against their dying counterattack."

"So, the security around the army will be done by the [-] Battalion with scouts."

"Yes!" Li Bin lowered his head and received the order.

In fact, even if it's just Li Bin, he knows what Zhu Zhanji is doing.

It has nothing to do with the final victory or defeat of this decisive battle. The most important purpose of this expedition is for the present.

Either let Zhu Zhanji die on the grassland; or let him suffer injuries that cannot be cured, such as the kind that will die in a year or two or a few months.

If Zhu Zhanji can win the final victory without any injuries in this decisive battle, the Ming army's northern expedition will not stop like it is today, but will continue to advance to the northwest, colliding with the enemy to produce one war after another , until the goal is achieved.

Even, in order to achieve the goal, it is not impossible to hit Hu Lan and suddenly lose temperature.

If Zhu Zhanji did not abide by the agreement and returned to the court unscathed, then what was waiting for him was also waiting for Daming. It would not be the current stability, nor the southward migration of King Wu's lineage, nor Zhu Zhanhe's perennial expeditions status quo.

But completely turned his face.

In life, nothing is really important, the only thing that matters is the things you are worried about...or people.

If there is no Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Zhanji may not have come to his senses, perhaps still sinking in the shadow of failure, maybe when he gets this opportunity, he will choose to join forces with Wala as before, and try to make the last fight.

However, Zhu Zhanji, who had no weaknesses after the death of Emperor Hongxi, had weaknesses again with the birth of Zhu Qizhen.

Looking at Li Bin who turned and left, Zhu Zhanji had a smile on his face.

He knew that this battle was won by him.

Not only did he beat Mahamu, but he also won a game against his cousin.

He won the opportunity of an era for his son Zhu Qizhen, unless Zhu Qizhen is an extremely fatuous monarch, otherwise Zhu Zhanhe...

No!It is the entire lineage of King Wu!They will all have to wait until their son dies before they will have another chance!

but……

Man proposes, God disposes……

He still doesn't know the successors of King Wu's lineage, and he doesn't know if his cousin, who never plays cards according to common sense, has other countermeasures, but this is already all he can do...

Zhu Zhanji looked at the door of the camp, and at Wang Zhen who came back in after everyone had retreated, his eyes narrowed slowly.

Whether it is fighting in battle or thinking about those conspiracies and tricks, it is extremely labor-intensive.

He's...too tired and needs a break...

(End of this chapter)