Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Then, a clear voice came: "The students have just made some arrangements, so they are late. Please forgive me, my lord."

What arrangements should be made? It's clear at a glance.

While everyone was frightened, Shi Shiran, a student in white clothes, walked into the tent.

When Wu Xianghe and his nephew were at a loss, Wu Sangui solemnly placed the box in front of his father: "Father, please open it and see what is here."

Wu Xiang looked at the box doubtfully.

The material used is very expensive. It is carved from a whole piece of golden nanmu. The pattern is simple and has ancient meaning.

But it's just a box, nothing special about it.

Opening the box, there was a seal made of white jade, with a dragon twisting and circling on it. The white jade was as warm and moist as gelatin. This was definitely an ancient jade rarely found in millions of years. And when he saw a corner of gold next to the white jade, Wu Xiang was filled with fear. He seemed to understand what the son in front of him gave him, and he really didn't dare to reach out.

"Father, please pick it up and read the inscription on it."

With a worried heart and trembling body, Wu Xiang picked up the sealed letter, and he seemed to feel something in his heart. Holding his breath and hesitating for a long time, he finally turned over the seal with trembling hands. In a gold inlaid corner, eight simple characters appeared in front of him: "Ordered by God, you will live forever."

Wu Xiang shivered and almost dropped the thing to the ground.

Just when he was extremely shocked, Wu Sangui knelt down solemnly in front of him: "I wish my father long live, long live—"

At that time, everyone in the tent was frightened.

Wu Xiang's crotch was loose at that moment, but there was a faint sound of clashing swords and axes outside the tent, and he immediately asked him to tighten his legs.

Looking at the extremely precious jade seal passed down from the country, his eyes immediately became extremely greedy, and he couldn't say anything: "Son, son, this is it, where did it come from?"

Seeing his father's expression, Wu Sangui felt relieved and knelt down to kowtow again: "This is a treasure bestowed by God on my father."

Wu Xiang tightly grasped the jade seal, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the laughter was so hysterical, the laughter was so tearful, the laughter was so - how to describe it, you can use it to describe it as crying with joy, or you can use it to describe it as falling into the abyss of despair. Bar.

It wasn't until blood oozed from the corners of his mouth that Wu Xiang managed to hold back his wild laughter, and said decisively to several of his frightened disciples: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you pay homage to your prince brother?"

Several nephews were at a loss, and when they were at a loss, a man suddenly stood up: "Keeping the jade seal secretly is a treason. When the country is ruined and the family is in ruins, and you and other unfaithful and unfilial people are there, someone--" The voice stopped suddenly , he saw his own father, Wu Xiang, slowly pulling out the meat-cutting knife from his heart, and said coldly: "How can you violate destiny? Those who go against heaven should die."

The man covered his chest: "Father, the nine Wu clans will be buried at the hands of your rebellious father and son. The Han people will be tainted by foreign races because of you and your son. The tragedy of the Five Husties in China will happen again. Father, you will be a great man The eternal sinner of the nation——" Then, he fell to the ground and died.

Wu Xiang watched him fall to the ground indifferently, then looked at his several stunned nephews, and said coldly: "Where is the swordsman-"

The habitual orders were followed by the knife and ax hands outside, and they opened the tent's surroundings and faced each other with their swords and axes.

Wu Xiang coldly ordered: "Anyone who refuses to worship the crown prince will be killed on the spot."

When these nephews saw him, they had no choice but to kneel down in front of Wu Sangui and said: "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Wu Sangui stood up on the ground, flicked the non-existent dust on his knees, shook the hem of his robe, and said proudly to a group of brothers: "Future princes, please forgive me."

Then Wu Sangui waved his hand, and the swordsmen and axemen around him immediately disappeared. "Come on, Sangui, tell me, what's going on?"

Wu Sangui became humble again: "Princes and brothers, please sit down, eat and drink, and listen to my explanation for my father."

Everyone still wanted to eat and drink, but because they were stronger than others, they could only sit at the table obediently.

Wu Sangui filled a glass of wine for Wu and said: "Speaking of which, half a year ago——"

Half a year ago, in the first year of Longwu, Wu Sangui was ordered by Emperor Longwu to send troops to the grassland.

An army of 50,000 marched into the territory of the Torgut tribe.

In fact, at this time, the Torgut tribe was already at the end of its rope.

At that time, the coalition forces of Yuan Zongdi and Lu Mou fought against the Torgut tribe in the grassland. In the first battle, they annihilated 250,000 elite troops of the Torgut tribe. Most of the men in the tribe were killed and injured long ago, and most of the rest were The old, weak, women and children.

The Manchu Qing called on all countries to unite to destroy the Ming Dynasty, and the Torgut tribe was once again asked to send troops.

Lao Wang had no choice but to piece together 50,000 old and weak people, including young women, in order to invade. As a result, Zu Dashou's adopted son Zu Kefa led 50,000 Mongolian elites to fight against him.

Not to mention that the numbers are evenly matched, but also the composition of the soldiers, the Torgut tribe cannot be compared with them, let alone the troops led by Zukfa who is good at recruiting?
That's really a defeat in every battle. Fortunately, the war was over and Zukfa also retreated, so he was able to survive.

However, the Torhut tribe was isolated from the Manchu and Qing Dynasties by the Zu Dashou tribe, and could not get any supplement at all. They could only retreat to Mobei and join up with their old nest.

Unexpectedly, the eldest son of Wang Ting, his hometown, had a large number of troops and immediately rebelled against him. After killing him, he called himself the Great Khan and prepared to continue to fight against the Ming Dynasty.

Then a chain reaction occurred, and the small Mobei royal court immediately turned into a vendetta between brothers fighting for the throne.

At this time, Wu Sangui led an army of 50,000 people into the grassland.

The genocide is imminent, so why fight?

In the consciousness of the Mongolians, the Ming Dynasty, even the dying Ming Dynasty, was an existence that could only be teased but not fought. What's more, now is the reborn Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty that has defeated its master? Depend on the strong, this is the iron rule of the alien race, and it will not be disrespectful.

So, on a dark and windy day of the month, a Mongolian woman walked into Wu Sangui's camp with a wooden box.

Then there was a Han scribe, Wu Zhimao.

According to the Chinese custom of arranging family trees wherever they go, as long as they have the same surname, the two people compared each other's family trees.

Finally, on the front cover of the family tree, I found my common ancestor. This Wu Zhimao was a branch assigned to Jiangnan by Wu Qi back then. The two of them were half-brothers who could not be beaten with eight poles.

Since they are brothers, of course they are extremely affectionate and talk about everything.

Wu Sangui warmly entertained this long-lost brother, then looked at the beautiful woman standing next to him, holding a wooden box, and asked: "Brother, where did you come from this time? What's the matter? ?”

Wu Zhimao said leisurely: "Brother, I am here to offer two generous gifts to you, and at the same time to resolve the situation where my brother died without a burial place." (End of this chapter)