Please ask me to be the emperor

The sky was a little overcast and the sun couldn't be seen, but fortunately there was no heavy fog.

Zhang Shun stood in the basket of the hot air balloon and carefully watched the changes on the battlefield.

From the foot of Nanshan Mountain in the south, to Fanshan Fort in the north, to the Yellow Emperor's old city in the west, and to Dongshan Mountain in the east, in this relatively flat and vast area, countless soldiers were lined up in dense rows.

If an intensive care patient were to see it, they would probably go crazy on the spot.

Zhang Shun is not a schizophrenia patient, and of course he will not go crazy, but he feels like he is going crazy.

In a hundred thousand-level battle, problems will arise everywhere, and new problems will arise every moment.

If he can't see it, forget it.

However, it is precisely because he can see the details on the battlefield at every moment and the impact of these details on the battlefield situation that he cannot help but react.

"Zhang Rujing's troops in the Chinese army are already showing signs of fatigue, so they can be ordered to the top of Ashan; Zhang Weishi's troops are shaky, so Geng Zhongming and Sun Long are ordered to attack them; Liu Zongmin has charged too much and consumed his energy too quickly, so he is asked to retreat a little to avoid disrupting the formation." His eyes were like radar, constantly scanning the battlefield; his mind was like a supercomputer, constantly calculating the situation on the battlefield; and his chapped lips were issuing orders endlessly.

At this moment, he is not alone, he is a ruthless command machine, a central brain responsible for processing the intelligence of a hundred thousand troops.

A sudden mistake can cost dozens or hundreds of people, tens of thousands of people.

If he is a cold-blooded person, he can regard it as a ruthless number, naturally without any fluctuations.

However, he is not, so he cannot watch dozens or hundreds of people become the price because of his personal mistakes.

With greater responsibility comes greater pressure.

Although Zhang Sanbai, Zhang Fengyi, Li Zicheng and others shared the command for him, Zhang Shun's entire brain and body were still working at full capacity.

The arms of the flag bearer beside him were already sore, but after hearing this, they could only grit their teeth and persist, waving the various flags desperately according to the flags agreed before the war.

"Tsk, tsk, this 'thief chief' is really a living monster!" Just when Zhang Shun's brain was really running wildly, Mrs. Hong, who was standing on the observation deck, couldn't help but rub her temples, shook her head and said with a bitter smile.

In this unprecedented battle, he actually lost in command.

This made him unconvinced, and he had to sigh with emotion: "This is really 'the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the new people replace the old ones'!"

"Your Highness, why do you say such depressing words?" Fan Wencheng couldn't help but comfort him after hearing this, "The method of 'successful to the thieves' is indeed very clever, but it is just using 'wonderful skills and tricks'. How can it compare with His Majesty's talent?"

"If you lose, you lose. There's so much nonsense!" Hong Tai smiled and shook his head, looking magnanimous.

In fact, he knew very well that in this battle, his main focus was on the 35,000 troops in front of him.

As for the 40,000 troops of Prince Su Hauge and Prince Duduo of Yu on the right wing, and the 15,000 troops of Prince Zheng Jierhalang on the left wing, he only needed to adjust his strategy in due course, and the details were rarely involved.

The "Shun Thief" is completely different. How can the generals Zhang Sanbai, Li Zicheng and Zhang Fengyi under the "Shun Thief" compare to the battle-hardened Hauge, Duduo and Jierhalang?

If it weren't for the "successful thieves" who checked and filled up the gaps, I'm afraid that I and others would have gained the upper hand.

"It doesn't matter. When His Majesty makes his killing move, I will make sure that this 'submissive thief' is helpless!" Fan Wencheng couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw that he couldn't defeat Mrs. Hong.

"Hahaha!" Mrs. Hong couldn't help laughing heartily after hearing this, and he was obviously quite proud of it.

After feeling proud for a while, Mrs. Hong couldn't help but look up at the sky, then frowned and said, "What's going on? Hasn't Yue Tuo sent someone to send the news?"

"Not yet." Fan Wencheng responded feebly.

"." For a moment, Tai Hong's face was extremely gloomy, almost like the weather today, almost dripping with water.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, he doesn't dare." Seeing this, Fan Wencheng quickly comforted him.

"He doesn't dare. Why doesn't he dare?" Hong Tai said suddenly angrily, "Can the righteousness between king and minister be as good as the love between father and son?"

When Fan Wencheng heard this, his eyes immediately turned to his nose, his nose to his heart, and he didn't dare to express his anger.

It turns out that Yue Tuo and Shuo Tuo were both sons of Prince Li Lie, Dai Shan. After the death of their biological mother, Li Jia, Dai Shan favored the son of Yehenala, the successor of Fuji Jin, and hated Yue Tuo and Shuo Tuo.

For this reason, Lao Nu had to force Daishan to separate their families from Yue Tuo and Shuo Tuo, and abolished Daishan's position as crown prince.

As a result, Yue Tuo, Shuo Tuo and Dai Shan turned against each other and became enemies, and were highly used by the two generations of Khans Lao Nu and Hong Tai.

In the eighth year of Tiancong's reign, Na Hong Tai ordered Yue Tuo to lead eight Manchurian banners, two Mongolian banners, and one Han army banner during a military parade in Shenyang. A total of 11 banners were assembled, and Jin elites lined up for twenty miles, which showed that he had great trust in him. degree.

However, in the first year of Chongde, after Hong Tai became emperor, things changed again.

The biggest change was that Hasalin, the eldest son of Daishan's successor, the Yehenala family, became bedridden and unfortunately died of illness in May this year.

The death of Hasalin basically means that the last bit of bad blood between Yue Tuo, Shuo Tuo and Prince Lilie Daishan is gone, and there is a possibility for reconciliation between the two parties.

In the original history, Mrs. Hong would soon be free to take care of the nephew she had cultivated.

However, this life was interrupted by a large-scale attack by the rebels, and Hong Tai had to postpone the matter for the time being.

It's just that Hong Tai's tricks have been exhausted, and he never expected that he would have to rely on this guy to lead his troops to seal the victory.

So at this critical moment, he couldn't help but become suspicious for a while.

In fact, there is no reason why Mrs. Hong should not be suspicious.

Despite the fact that Prince Lilie Daishan looked cowardly, as the head of the four Baylors, not only was he unable to succeed to the throne of Khan, but he was also dealt with by Hong Tai who succeeded him.

However, there are many reasons for this.

If you put aside the preconceived impression, the old slave had just died at that time, and domestic prices in Houjin were soaring and turbulent. I don’t know when it would end in a complete collapse.

On the surface, the great Baile Daishan was giving in, but in fact he had no other plans in mind.

As for the "rebellion between father and son", it is more likely that it was a drama between Daishan, Yue Tuo and Shuo Tuo, a drama specially for the two generations of Khans Lao Nu and Hong Tai.

However, until now, apart from trusting Prince Cheng Yue Tuo, Hong Tai had no other solution for the time being.

Now that there is no news about the British Prince Azig and his 30,000-strong army, it must be a disaster.

Prince Rui Dorgon, who Hong Tai had high hopes for, is like a meat bun beating a dog. There is no return, and there is no hope for the time being.

Besides Yue Tuo and the 10,000 troops under his command, who else could Hong Tai count on?