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Chapter 415 Capital Defense Battle 10

After marching for half a day in the miserable wind and rain, it was already noon when the continuous city walls were clearly visible. Chu Ying did not order an immediate attack, but divided his eight thousand cavalry into three groups, forming a half-moon shape from north to south, and had lunch where they were.

The Ming army gathered not far outside the city wall had already heard Tan Ma's report, and their approximate number was also known. Eight thousand versus fifty thousand, a gap of more than six times, did not make him worried, but made him even more excited.

When I went to attack the Ula tribe, I only had more than 2000 men in hand, and the opponent had more than 10000, so I couldn't just take it all at once. More does not mean stronger, not to mention that the drizzle has not stopped for most of the day. The firearms equipped by the Ming army will definitely be affected. What a God-given opportunity!

"My dear friends, don't worry too much. We are like iron rice or steel. Even the enemy must be full before we can fight. Come, come, I will drink with you at home." When it comes to eating, you have to eat. Look towards the Chaoyang Gate Tower.

The originally empty tower was already filled with officials wearing robes and black gauze. In the middle was a tall throne. The chubby and dark Emperor Jingyang was sitting on it, holding a large porcelain plate and stuffing it into his mouth. Woolen cloth.

The plate is neither round nor square, but rectangular. The firing is very delicate, and it looks like it was made by the official kiln in Jingdezhen. The pattern of blue and white branches is clearly outlined. The most rare thing is that it is one and a half feet long and one foot wide, but it is not too deformed and is flat and neat.

The emperor called this kind of plate a fast food plate. It was divided into several grids, some large and some small, which were used to hold different types of dishes. The largest grid held rice, which was distributed reasonably.

But no one in the civil and military dynasties praised him. If this thing is held in the hands of eunuchs, maids, or factory workers, or even government servants, it must be considered suitable. We all have to eat. Others have two plates and three bowls, but we can do it all with one plate, which is convenient and tidy.

But it would be outrageous for the emperor to wolf down a large plate, and it would be equally inappropriate for an official with some status. In addition to being full, eating is also a kind of etiquette that requires tasting and enjoyment. The higher the status, the less careless people must be, even if they are not hungry, they must be careful.

"You don't even have an appetite? Well, I won't force you. Wang Chengen, please put all the food away and make me a bowl of soup... This damn weather, it's so cold in spring, it's cold to the bones."

He raised the bowl of soup on the snack plate and drank it in one gulp, but seeing that none of the dozens of officials moved their chopsticks, Hong Tao didn't express any displeasure. If you don't like it, then you'll be hungry. Who knows who feels uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, most of the Jianlu troops have arrived five miles east of the city, numbering nearly ten thousand. The war is about to break out. If... I respectfully invite your Majesty to return to the palace."

Zhao Shiqing didn't eat a bite, not because of the cutlery or etiquette, but because of fear. The Jurchen army is already visible to the naked eye. The three thousand battalions of Tanma came to report that there are ten thousand horses. Standing on the city wall and looking over, they can see three large black masses. Their size is no less than the tens of thousands of the three major battalions.

As long as the water content in your brain does not exceed 90%, you should understand at this time that the next battle is likely to be one-sided. The old, weak, sick, and severely underpaid three battalions are no match for the menacing Jianlu. Once the army is defeated, the enemy will most likely attack the city, and the city tower will immediately become the most dangerous place.

But the emperor didn't seem to realize this, and was still imagining that his personal conquest would be a complete victory. But in this case, he and dozens of high-ranking officials of the imperial court would all have to take risks together on the city tower. This was too contrary to the teachings of the saints.

"I respectfully invite your Majesty to return to the palace..." With Zhao Shiqing taking the lead, the ministers immediately spoke out. One by one, no one is willing to accompany the emperor to go crazy and stupid here. "Wang Zhizhen..." Looking at Wusha Mao who was kneeling on the ground, Hong Tao curled his lips. Love of power, greed for money, and fear of death are all the biggest taboos in politics, and these people have them all.

Not only are they not qualified managers, they are not even qualified to be politicians. They are completely parasites lying on the body of Ming Dynasty. They only know how to suck blood and do not understand anything in return. If there are such people in the court, the country will not be healthy.

The best way at this time is to drive them all out of the city, use the enemy's sword to kill them all, and then blame the Jurchens afterwards, pretending to grant a few titles, and basically clean up the court. Clean.

"All the passages up and down the city tower are blocked, and there is one less beloved minister to come to see you. Now that I have eaten and drank enough, I am going to watch the battle at the top of the city. You may as well follow me to see what you have selected and trained. How the elites of the imperial court turned the tide and supported the building from collapse at the critical moment."

But it doesn't work. The system is a freak. Once it starts running, it can't stop unless inertia destroys everything. Hong Tao doesn't want to build tall buildings anymore, and the reality doesn't allow it, so he has to keep these parasites.

However, the death penalty can't be avoided, and the parasites can't escape the entanglement, but it doesn't mean that they can't be made uncomfortable. As a national leader, you don't have to go to the battlefield to fight, but it is still very necessary to stand on the tower and take a look.

Let’s first take a look at what cruelty, blood, inhumanity, and hell on earth are, so that when we mention war in the future, our minds will be full of unrealistic assumptions, and we should have the most basic respect for life.

"Dong dong dong... dong dong dong... dong dong dong..." As the emperor walked out of the tower and came to the crenellation, dozens of tall and round Han generals beat the war drums. As the drums sounded, Tuanlong flags were raised on the city wall near Chaoyang Gate, indicating to the outside world that the Ming Emperor was here.

Two miles outside the Chaoyang Gate, in the main tent of the Fifth Army Camp, three generals in helmets and armor were sitting around the charcoal pot, discussing something softly. When they heard the sound of drums, they quickly came out of the tent and raised their telescopes towards the tower. He looked in the direction, and then his face fell.

Huaiyuan Marquis Chang Yinxu, the commander-in-chief of the left army, Chen Liangbi, Marquis of Taining, the commander-in-chief of the rear army, and Chen Yingzhao, Marquis of Ningyang, the commander-in-chief of the former army, were the three generals appointed by Emperor Jingyang to lead the army. They each led a battalion of soldiers and horses, and they had been waiting here for ten days. Praying every day had no effect, but the damn Jurchens still came.

But there are still ways to deal with it. Just now, the three of them were planning how to reduce losses if the war went unfavorable, which direction to retreat from, and how to explain to the court in a more reasonable manner afterwards.

But with the appearance of that person, all the previous calculations were in vain. The emperor kept his word and actually ran to the top of the city in the rain to watch the battle. The current situation is very simple. There is only one way to survive in front of us, find a way to defeat the Jurchens.

Regardless of whether you fail or escape, you will be dead. The only difference is that if you escape, your family will be affected, and if you die in battle, your family will not be involved.

(End of this chapter)