If I fail to overcome the tribulation, I can only return to the Ming Dynasty and become a prince.

Chapter 211
After a night of indulgence, the Ming army camp returned to normal the next day.

After all, this is still a battlefield. It's okay to celebrate a victory, but obviously it's not to the point where you can indulge wantonly, put your swords and guns in the warehouse, and let your horses go to the south.

And although the Wara people's army was defeated, many people still escaped. Although these defeated troops did not need to be surrendered like in the Ming Dynasty, they still had to be driven away and cleaned up appropriately.

As for the battlefield where a big battle was fought and tens of thousands of people and horses died, it is even more necessary to clean up in time.

Otherwise, after those corpses rot and stink, not to mention the surrounding grasslands, even the nearby rivers will be polluted, and the grasslands will be plagued by plague within a few years.

Although it is not impossible to do this, it can effectively weaken the power of the grassland people and cause them to suffer a heavy blow, but it will ultimately harm Tianhe.

And considering that according to Zhu Zhantun's plan, the Ming army will build a city garrison in Belan Huchuwen, it is better to keep the surrounding environment in a relatively clean state. Otherwise, the spread of plague all over the grassland will affect the Ming army's control of this area. The place is unfavorable.

More importantly, this would easily lead to an irresolvable feud between the Mongols and the Ming Dynasty. When the Ming Dynasty wants to expand its power to the Mongolian grasslands, it will have to spend more energy, which is not worth the gain.

"The battle is now over. The defeated soldiers of the Wala people are now fleeing. Tell me, should we continue the pursuit?" In the big tent, the air was still filled with the aroma of the fairy wine that Zhu Zhanqun brought out last night. After Zhu Di sniffed, he asked the Ming army generals in front of him.

As the former King of Yan, Zhu Di conquered Beiping at the age of 20. Since then, he has been leading his army to fight against the Mongols in the north. He has led troops to fight on the Great Wall many times. He is no stranger to wine.

In other words, Zhu Di himself is also an alcoholic, but he is an emperor. Sometimes he has to pay attention to the majesty of the emperor, and it is impossible to get drunk.

During the celebration last night, Zhu Di drank a few more glasses of the fairy wine that Zhu Zhanqun brought out and seemed to be unable to finish it. He was still a little greedy at the moment.

However, after touching the jade pot that had been taken into his arms, Zhu Di glanced at Zhu Zhanqun, who was sitting under him and seemed to be dozing off. There was a smile in his eyes, and then he asked Zhu Zhanqun : "Zhanju, don't sleep, we are discussing something! Tell us what you think."

Zhu Zhanjuan was actually not sleepy. It would be too much of a joke if the majestic body of a real dragon could be drunk by a mere drink.

Of course, his cave gourd also contains fairy wine that can make real immortals drunk, but he is reluctant to take it out and waste it like last night. In other words, even if he takes it out, it is not something that ordinary mortals can drink. Just dip your chopsticks in it and lick it to taste.

This alone could make the generals of the Ming army, who were just ordinary mortals, drunk for three days and three nights, and they might not be able to sober up in three months.

As for the fairy brew he took out last night, although it was also fairy brew, it was only the lowest grade of fairy brew, but the taste was far better than ordinary wine.

That jade pot is barely considered a treasure. If all the wine in it is poured out, it can probably fill an entire pond. It can even be used for bathing.

So if Zhu Di wanted it, Zhu Zhanquan would give it to him, and he should respect his elders.

And the reason why he pretended to be sleepy was actually because he didn't want to express any opinion on this matter.So Zhu Zhanquan laughed and said casually: "This pursuit has the hidden danger of pursuing. If you don't pursue, there will be the consequences of not pursuing. My grandson really doesn't have any ideas. It's better to listen to what other people have to say! All of you are mine. The talents of the Ming Dynasty are knowledgeable and knowledgeable, Grandpa, you should ask them more."

After saying that, Zhu Zhanju deliberately yawned, and then he cupped his hands to Zhu Di and said, "My grandson is really sleepy, and I have disobeyed you. Please forgive me, grandpa."

"Okay, don't apologize for this trivial matter. Yesterday you captured Mahamu alive and showed off the power of our Ming Dynasty. If I use this trivial matter to punish you for being unbecoming of a king, won't people laugh at me for being a fool if word spreads about it? "Zhu Di didn't pay attention to these trivial matters. He ignored Zhu Zhanqun and then looked at the others: "Since His Highness Prince Zheng has called your names, let's talk about whether these remnant soldiers of Oala should continue to pursue them."

After Zhu Di asked this question, all the Ming army generals in the big tent naturally stopped pretending to be Ni Bodhisattvas and began to express their opinions one after another.

One said that we should not pursue the poor enemy, because the army would consume huge amounts of food and fodder, and the court would not be able to support it if it continued to consume; the other said that cutting the weeds without eradicating the roots would lead to endless disasters in the future.

After all, there are indeed only two options when it comes to this matter. After much discussion, it is not surprising that they eventually split into two groups.

On the other hand, Zhu Zhanji, who was on the side, saw that Zhu Zhanqun was yawning and not saying a word. He wanted to show off, so he thought for a while and said, "To my emperor, our army has been exhausted after a great battle. However, the Oara tribe caused such heavy damage that the future is unlikely. Even if they are left alone, it will take at least one or two generations to recover.

The food and grass carried by our army has been almost exhausted, and the Alutai tribe is watching on the near side. If the army pursues Wala with all its strength, it will inevitably not be attacked by the Alutai tribe. If they cut off the army's food route, It is possible that what happened to Duke Qi will happen again. "

Zhu Zhanji's words made many people think deeply. Although Qiu Fu, the Duke of Qi, made the mistake of being careless and underestimating the enemy, which led to the annihilation of the First Duke and the Fourth Marquis in the grassland, according to Zhu Zhanji, It is not that unlikely that the same thing would happen if the army's food routes were cut off.

After all, no one in the Ming Dynasty could command such a large army at this time, and no one had the ability to cross thousands of miles of vast grasslands to rescue them. If something happened, the entire Ming Dynasty would be in turmoil.

So after Zhu Zhanji said this, Zhu Di also felt that it was more appropriate not to pursue.

So he ordered the army to garrison in Belan, which suddenly became cold and repaired. After the next batch of military rations was delivered, they would return to the court.

Hearing what Zhu Di said, Zhu Zhanquan became energetic and said to Zhu Di: "Grandpa, since there will be no war after the army, my grandson would like to ask grandpa to grant him a leave. My grandson wants to go to Langjuxu Mountain." Sacrifice to heaven.”

"Go to Langjuxu Mountain to worship heaven? Do you want to seal Langjuxu?" When Zhu Di heard Zhu Zhanchun's request, he did not object. Instead, he also became interested: "When I came here last time, , because of the lack of food and grass, we had to return to the court, but we forgot to go to Langjuxu Mountain. Now that you mentioned it, I think we should go there.

Ever since Hou Huo, the champion of the Han Dynasty, sealed the title of Langjuxu, all dynasties, including us men, have fought here. If we don’t repeat the past events of the ancients, and don’t let the champion Hou Zhumei be more beautiful than before, wouldn’t we be living up to the bloody battles of the soldiers?

According to my will, the army will be repaired for three days. After three days, they will go to Langjuxu Mountain and seal Langjuxu! "

(End of this chapter)