The fifteenth year of Yongle, spring

A caravan from the west arrived at the headquarters of Warat in the early morning, and suddenly lost temperature.

The cold winter wind has not yet completely receded, and the fresh grass has sprouted in the residual snow.

The morning light illuminates the herdsmen's tents, and the sound of camel bells wakes up the earth from its slumber. The herdsmen stepped out of their tents, and a clear white mist condensed between their breaths, which quickly dissipated amid loud trumpets and laughter.

Since the annexation of the Warat in the ninth year of Yongle, the Zhuros tribe under the command of Mahamu has migrated to the nomadic herding of Hulan Hulu.

Several of Mahamu's sons were granted official positions by the Ming Dynasty. Mahamu himself did not receive a new edict from the imperial court, but he received a lot of gold, silver, cloth and silk rewards every year.

The imperial court set up several guard posts near the Hulan Sudden Temperature. Of the three commanders, all but one was from the tribe of Marhaja, the other two were sons of Mahamu. The eldest son, Tuhuan, led the tribal warriors to go out with the Ming army, and made many military exploits, and was awarded the title of third-class earl.

Of Ma Hamu's six grandsons, three were admitted to Beijing Guozijian. Although he reads and writes averagely, he can't make splendid articles, he fights on horseback, and fights in formation, and he is always among the best.

The youngest grandson, Esen, won the top spot twice in cavalry battles. Neither the children of the other Mongol nobles, nor the descendants of the Jurchen warriors, nor the sons of the tribal chiefs from Yilibali, were any opponents.

Mahamu was satisfied, especially in front of the Tatar and Uliangha chieftains.

At the end of last year, Esen was extremely prominent in the year-end competition, winning several games in a row and getting the emperor's grandson's green eyes.

When the news came, the corners of Mahamu's mouth reached the root of his ears, and he smiled proudly at the visiting Tatar chieftain.

How cunning and resourceful Arutai is?

Lao Tzu has a good son, a good grandson, does he have it? Not really.

The Tatar leader was so angry that he couldn't do anything.

Top back?

There is not even a reason to stand.

Mahamu's grandson, Esen, is now indeed a celebrity in Beijing's Guozi Prison.

The emperor's grandson's blue eyes are nothing at first glance. The children of the royal family, after the elders are divided, they have to form guards, look forward to it in advance, and directly transfer people after a few years, which is not unusual. The key is that it is none other than Esen who is optimistic about Esen, it is the eldest son of the crown prince, Zhu Zhanyan!

At that time, Xingningbo was also present at that time, not only patted Esen on the shoulder, praised him for his bravery, but also said that he would definitely be a great warrior when he grew up.

Not to mention the Tatars, the son of the leader of the three guards of the Uliangha, he has never enjoyed such treatment. No wonder Mahamu was so happy that he couldn't find the north.

Zhu Zhanyan is the eldest son of the crown prince, and if nothing else, sooner or later he will sit on the dragon chair.

Xingningbo, in the minds of Mongolian strong men, is completely the embodiment of the God of Wealth.

Valued by these two people, it is difficult for Esen not to fly Huang Tengda.

Mahamu is satisfied, and Tuohuan finally understands the reason why Daddy attaches great importance to Esen.

"I really didn't expect it."

After expressing his feelings, he sent someone to send back a letter to his family, and he continued to cross the war horse and march west with the Ming army.

Since the thirteenth year of Yongle, the Ming Dynasty gradually expanded to West Asia. As the steps were expanded, the tentacles began to reach out to Europe. In the fourteenth year of Yongle, the Ming Dynasty made formal contact with the Ottoman Empire and fought for control of the Arab states and southeastern Europe.

The Ottoman Empire has been entrenched in Eurasia for a long time, although it was defeated by the lame Timur, and had to postpone the pace of expansion to Europe, but its national strength is on the rise.

Zhu Di is not easy to mess with, since it doesn't make sense, just fight!

The Duke of Cheng and the Duke of Wei were sick, and the British Duke Zhang Fu had to stay in the southwest for half a year. At present, I am thinking with Qian Guogong how to bypass the Himalayas and visit the country on the other side of the mountain.

Shen Xuan, the Duke of Dingguo, had no choice but to take the handsome seal, put on his battle robe, and led 80,000 border troops and 20,000 Mongolian cavalry to the Black Sea.

When Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao, heard the news and hurried back with his warship.

Europe was afraid of the Ottoman navy, but Zhu Gaosui was not afraid. A cannon bombarded the past, and all of them were smashed into the sea to feed the fish.

Shen Xuan was "forced" to go on the expedition, and he was angry in his heart. Meng was not on the list of generals who went out to fight, which made him even more angry.

There was a layer of low pressure over the head of the Western Expedition army at all times, and five meters away from Dingguo Gong, you could feel the murderous aura. The generals in the army fled one after another, and the only one who was not affected was probably Meng.

Uncle Meng was dressed in a crimson official uniform, stood in front of Shen Xuan's horse with his head up, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Guo has a smooth journey and returns triumphantly." ”

Riding on the horse, the dark armor was added, and Shen Xuan hung his head, which made him even more evil. The corners of his mouth were bent at once, and his black eyes seemed to be bottomless deep pools, "Twelve Lang, don't worry, Xuan will definitely go early and return early." ”

Touching his neck, Mr. Meng felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Isn't it possible that your mind has been seen?

He is by no means dissatisfied with Grandpa Guo, and looks forward to him going out early. It's really not good to be physical, Grandpa Guo doesn't work at home, and he sings every night or something, so I really can't stand it.

For his own sake, he must let Grandpa Guo go out to fight a few battles and vent his excess energy. As for the Ottoman-Empire that just happened to hit the gun, the so-called dead friends do not die in the poor way, all Uncle Meng can do is just mean it, drop two crocodile tears.

The Ming Dynasty expanded westward, and although sooner or later it would meet the Ottoman-Empire, it would not be so fast. It's no wonder that the big cannibal didn't remind the sultan that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was not easy to mess with. The Ottoman army intercepted the goods of the Ming Dynasty several times in a row, seized the merchant ships of the Ming Dynasty, and fell in the eyes of the Yongle Emperor, what else could it be if it was not a provocation?

War between the two countries is inevitable.

Defeating the Ottomans is equivalent to clearing the way to Europe.

The Ming Dynasty gained sea control of the Black Sea and mastered the Cape of Good Hope in Africa, and the Europeans wanted to sail the Great Sea?

Dream on.

After Shen Xuan led the troops to set off, Meng hung up the world map and popularized European geography knowledge to Zhu Zhanyan. Time passed, and many memories of later generations have been blurred, but with merchants from the west and Zheng He's fleet, the missing parts can be quickly filled.

"Shao Bao means that this is a country of Yi people?"

"Exactly, this is the Franc machine."

"It's so small." Zhu Zhanqi leaned over and gestured his fingers, "It's not half the size of a lonely fiefdom." ”

Meng scratched his chin and did not comment on this.

Now, Zhu Zhanqi and Zhu Zhanqi listen to him teach together. The glorious title of the three-headed body was successfully transferred, and the habit of the peasants became the signature action of the little brothers.

Looking at the big eyes that flickered like a big one and one small, Meng coughed and turned his head, so that he could suppress a certain thought.

These two brothers are not ordinary people, pinching on their claws? Looking for death or looking for death

When Uncle Meng explained European geography to Zhu Zhanqi and the brothers, the young man Esen had already led his entourage back to Hulan from Beijing.

Seeing the familiar tent from afar, Esen waved his horsewhip sharply and sped up.

This time I came back, not only to greet my grandfather, but also to bring back a good news that can make everyone glorious. A year later, he graduated from Guozijian and will be transferred to the second grandson of the emperor as the emperor's grandson's guard.

Although he has no official position, for the children of the tribe, it is tantamount to a step to the sky. I have to show that it is good, and it is not a problem to become famous!

Before the age of five, Esen's wish was to become a warrior like his grandfather and father.

From the age of five to eight, his goal was to be admitted to the Beijing Guozijian and stand out among his classmates and be among the best.

After seeing the second grandson of the emperor and being praised by Xingningbo, Esen was sure that the second grandson of the emperor would be a wise monarch, and he would be loyal to him, straddle the war horse, lead the tribal warriors, follow the Ming army, and conquer every inch of land in sight! Fight for the Ming Dynasty, for the monarch of the Ming Dynasty!

Mahamu was entertaining guests from afar, and when he heard that Esen had returned, he personally came out of the tent to greet him.

"Grandfather!"

Esen is still young, but his body is unusually strong, at least half a head taller than his peers. The appearance is integrated with the characteristics of West Asians, with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, high nose and thick lips, with the sharpness of a teenager, and heroic.

Mahamu helped Esen up and introduced him, "This is a guest from Moldova. ”

Moldova?

Esen thought back for a moment, and the smile on his face grew brighter.

The Confucian master once explained a map, which was drawn by the Xingning Berti yì and the Ministry of War. Essen remembers that Moldova was west of Lithuania and had some "connections" with the Ottoman Empire.

"Guests from afar should naturally be well entertained."

Like an enthusiastic teenager, Esen enthusiastically asked about the customs of Moldova and other places. Mahamu's eyes flashed slightly, he understood Esen's intentions, and he became more and more satisfied with this grandson.

The businessman didn't realize it, he didn't expect that he was being talked about by a teenager. A lot of seemingly inconspicuous but very important news was said.

This conversation has not been recorded in detail in history. In the history of the conquest of the Ming Dynasty, it played a very important role.

The businessman didn't know that he was responsible for the heavy responsibility of intermittent espionage, but he was given a back-in-the-dark by the young man Esen. It is even more unclear that this seemingly simple teenager in front of him will become the executioner who deepens the nightmare of Europe for a hundred years.

The cavalry he led swept through the Tin Men of Europe.

He wielded his saber and planted the banner of the Ming Dynasty on every conquered castle.

The Ming Dynasty army, which was already fierce, soared infinitely after he appeared. At the mention of his name, the bravest king would turn pale and his legs tremble.

At that time, his name was no longer Esen, but General Wara, who was loyal to the Great Tomorrow and fought for the Ming Dynasty, Yexian.

Conquest is engraved in the bones of Esen - desire - hope.

The trajectory of history has changed, but Esen's ambitions have not changed, but the object has changed. Europa was placed on Esen's table.

For the young Esen, although there is not much money in Europe, people are stupid enough.

As far as Meng is concerned, it is a good thing that the historical Warat Taishi was led to the West, and Zhu Zhan Yan has a loyal gold medal fighter.

At the end of the day, history is so elusive.

A small change can lead to a series of changes. The only thing that remains unchanged is the firm will of the young man Emori, and the pace of wielding a war knife and galloping across the grassland. As for Europa, who was kicked in by Esen, he could only swallow tears in his stomach while being beaten, just like the Ottoman sultan.

Who let Daming produce a Xingningbo?

So, brothers and sisters, find a corner to draw a circle, and consider yourself unlucky.