In September of the seventh year of Yongle, the Tatar army returned to the court.

After this battle, the Tatars, who regarded themselves as orthodox in the Mongol and Yuan dynasties and always remembered the restoration of the scenery of the Yuan Dynasty, completely lay down.

The Khan Benjami was killed, and his head was sent to the Ming Dynasty by Warat in exchange for a reward.

Taishi Aru Taipei fled to the wasteland area, and then he no longer knew where he went, whether he was alive or dead, no one knew.

The other two heavyweights of the Tatars, the Taibao Ma'er Hawe and the Privy Council, were both captured by the Ming army, and successively submitted to the Ming Dynasty and declared themselves vassals to the Ming Dynasty.

The most fertile part of the land of Tartary, the water and grass, has been divided, and only a narrow strip of land remains, which is reserved for the grazing of Marhawe and Dehuochi.

In this battle, the number of Tatar casualties and prisoners was nearly 80,000, which completely damaged the vitality, and it was difficult to make a comeback in the short term.

The tribe has lost countless cattle and sheep, not to mention scattered herders. Once you enter the realm of Warat, or flee north and meet the savage Jurchen, there are only two ends, either death or submission.

There were also many Tatar tribes that were attached to the Ming Dynasty.

Most of these tribes were nomadic lands close to the border fortresses of the Ming Dynasty, and they secretly exchanged trade with the Ming Dynasty and had long been in contact. A few were dissatisfied with Benjamin and Arutai, and a few were supporters of Ghost Lichi, who were strongly suppressed after Arutai took power, and could not survive on the grassland, hoping to be protected by the Ming Dynasty.

The nomadic Tatar tribes on the border of the Ming Dynasty could often see the Uliangha caravans passing by, and they had long been unhappy in their hearts.

Look at the people, the war horse leather armor, full of red light. Look at your own home, there are always three or four months in a year to tighten your belt to live, and it is strange not to be blushing.

"What is Uliangha? There were no firearms and armor of the Ming Dynasty, no sabers made in the Ming Dynasty and abundant oil and water, they were only rationed to the Tatars to lead the horses! ”

When the news of the defeat of the main Tatar forces came out, more and more Tatar tribes attached to the Ming Dynasty came. As a sign of sincerity, some tribes took the initiative to release the border people who had been taken captive a few years earlier.

Although the image of the old Zhu family in the eyes of the neighbors is not very good, the "foreign policy" implemented by the Ming Dynasty is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Both Warat and Uliangha have begun to take over the territory, and Ma'erha's return may not be able to support him. Staying in the grassland is not safe, it is very likely to be annexed by Wara and reduced to slavery, it is better to throw yourself to the Ming Dynasty, if you are lucky, you may be able to be crowned. If you can get the same treatment as Wuliangha, you will have no choice but to fight and defend the land for the Ming Dynasty!

"The vitality of the tribe is south of the grassland, this is the will of the Immortal Heaven."

The shaman said "oracle", and the tribesmen did not hesitate for a moment.

Defection to the Ming Dynasty is a must!

However, if you want to include it, someone must introduce it. There are no acquaintances in the border area, and the whole army is still in the grassland! After the tribal leaders and warriors discussed, they raised their hands to vote, dismantle the tents, and keep up with the Ming army!

On the way back from the expedition, the army encountered as many as a dozen Tatar tribes, ranging in size and size, with only one purpose, and the request was attached.

Tribal leaders compete to be the first to show their loyalty.

"Slaughter cattle and sheep and give them to the heavenly army!"

"Tribute to the best war horses!"

"We have the most beautiful girl on the prairie!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was impressed.

High, really high!

During the Yuan Dynasty, there was the practice of princesses and relatives, and Goryeo, which was replaced by the Lee dynasty, had many queens from the princesses and clan daughters of the Yuan Dynasty.

The emperors of the Ming Dynasty also had Mongolian concubines, but most of them were unknown.

Emperor Hongwu has the Empress of Ama. Queen Ma died, the joy of life shifted instantly, and she devoted herself to killing the whole family from morning to night, and devoted herself to studying the best way to destroy the heroes.

Emperor Jianwen...... The reign was too short to be omitted.

Emperor Yongle, like his father, loves his wife. The three sons are all from the queen, which is rare in all dynasties. As long as Queen Xu is there, the women in the palace can't set off the slightest storm.

History also proves that after the death of Empress Xu, fighting became the most important entertainment in Zhu Di's life. Now that Queen Xu's phoenix body is healthy, the so-and-so-pet concubine after her is destined to lose the opportunity to appear on the stage.

The fact that the path of the Son of Heaven does not work does not mean that marriage does not work.

The nobles, generals, and even low-level officers of the Ming Dynasty are all good candidates.

The Ming Dynasty was promoted to a knighthood with military exploits, who can guarantee that an inconspicuous soldier will not accumulate thick and thin, soar in combat effectiveness, become a battle maniac, and then be crowned an official and a knight?

The most significant example is the surname of the Imperial Gift, the fighter of the Ming Dynasty, Xingningbo.

Everywhere in the border area, the history of Xingningbo has become an inspirational legend.

Shuntian Eight Mansions, Daning City, Kaipingwei, everywhere spread Xingning Bo's righteous move of abandoning his pen to join the army and avenge his father.

He has repeatedly performed miraculous feats in the border area, won the appreciation of the Son of Heaven, and became a nobleman among the nobles, and all kinds of things during this period have become the targets pursued and emulated by aspiring young people. The prairie has heard of it.

What's more, Xingningbo is still single, and he is simply too good to be married!

On the way to the army, Meng was surprised to find that there were more and more strong men around him, all of whom were girls from the tribe, and the two big words "being a matchmaker" were clearly engraved on their faces.

"Uncle, my daughter is the most beautiful pearl on the grassland, you will not be disappointed."

Meng smiled embarrassedly, turned his head inadvertently, and was startled, Dingguo's hand was buckled on the hilt of the knife......

"Uncle, my granddaughter can carry two goats, she must be good to raise!"

Meng looked back again, and the blade was two fingers wide, and the cold light flashed.

"Uncle, my niece can sing and dance!"

Meng didn't dare to look back.

"Uncle, the girl of my tribe, blablabla......"

The strong men continued, and Meng Zhuang had the courage to take one last look, and suddenly remorse.

Grandpa Guo was holding a long knife in his hand and smiling charmingly. It was emptied within five meters of his body.

Meng tugged at the corners of his mouth stiffly, and his neck made a clicking sound.

Why did he turn back?!

Besides, if you want to be a matchmaker, there are so many good men in the army, why do you just target him, see that he is easy to talk and bully?

In case the grandfather of the country is furious and wants to kill, will he run or run? The point is, can he run?

Meng was entangled. The strong men were suddenly silenced, pulled up the reins, and quickly retreated two meters.

Without him, Dingguo Gong came over.

Meng hung his head, intending to imagine that he was an ostrich.

The reality was that Dingguo Gong rode his horse slowly to his side and pulled the ostrich's head out of the ground.

"Twelve Lang," Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows, his handsome face was smiling, he was dressed in dark armor, which was really charming, but it was also extremely scary, "After returning to Beijing, Xuan wants to talk to Twelve Lang at night." ”

“……”

"Since he came out of the plug, Xuan has not been able to get close to Twelve Lang Haosheng."

“……”

The big hand reached over the horse's back, patted Meng's shoulder, and wiped his fingertips across the helmet without a trace, and swiped at the side of Meng's neck, "What do you think?" ”

"......" is not good, he just wants to cry.

"Twelve Lang is happy?"

"Grandpa Guo."

"Huh?"

"I sue them that I have a family. Talking at night, can you ......"

Halfway through the conversation, there was silence.

Grandpa Guo's smile became more and more charming, and Uncle Meng bit his tongue.

Meng covered his mouth, his face bitter. Dingguo Gong was in a much better mood, and when he camped halfway, he singled out more than 20 Tatar and Uliangha leaders, and none of them were defeated. The strong men were treated as sandbags, thrown left and right, got up and threw again, rolling in the dirt, but they became more and more respectful to Shen Xuan, and no one opened their mouths to be a matchmaker for Grandpa Guo.

The force value is too high, he is moody, and he doesn't dare to speak. What if the words are not right and the fist is replaced with a knife?

Meng squatted next to the war horse, biting the two and the dough cakes, and wept in the wind.

If his force value can be on par with Grandpa Guo...... Looking up sadly, the impossible, don't think about it.

After a short rest, the army continued on its way.

To Meng's surprise, the strong men suddenly stopped surrounding him.

What is the situation?

A certain thought flashed in his heart, and he subconsciously looked at Shen Xuan. His gaze crashed into a pair of dark eyes, and his heart skipped a beat in an instant.

"Grandpa Guo?"

Should it be, just take a beating and solve it?

Shen Xuan rode over on his horse, still with a bad aura all over his body, but he was not as infiltrating as before.

"Twelve Lang thinks it's a pity?"

The tone is calm, but the meaning is quite "dangerous".

"No, it's absolutely useless!" The head shook like a wave drum.

"That's very good."

Grandpa Guo was satisfied, and let Uncle Meng go for the time being. When camping in the evening, continue to fight with the strong men.

The strong men could only tearfully agree.

In Dingguo Gong's dictionary, there is no word "no" at all.

There was a great commotion in the camp, and the generals in the army, such as Xu Huizu, Duke of Wei, and Zheng Heng, Marquis of Wu'an, were all attracted to it.

Neither of them was wearing a helmet, and most of their armor was unarmoured. The fist fell, making a thumping sound. After dismantling the move, he took two steps back at the same time, and stepped forward at the same time, fighting together.

The soldiers gathered on the sidelines and cheered loudly.

"Grandpa Guo is mighty!"

"Master Hou, get out! Kick out! ”

"Grandpa Guo, punch quickly! Beat him up XX's! ”

The shouting pawn was too excited, his mouth was open, and he was slapped on the head by the old pawn, "You kid doesn't have a door on his mouth?" That's Hou Ye! ”

The military man rubbed his head, smirked twice, and didn't dare to shout casually anymore. There are also Jinyi guards in the army, and if you really investigate it, you will definitely not be pleased.

The fight rose, and Shen Xuan and Zheng Heng both ripped off their middle clothes.

The broad back, the smooth lines, the bulging muscles of the arms, the sweat covered the chest-chest, and slowly slide down the thin waist-side-and-abdominal-muscles......

Meng hurriedly covered his nose, but his gaze was still firmly glued to Shen Xuan. His face was flushed, and he was still reluctant to blink.

Shy?

I really don't know Uncle Meng. If it weren't for the occasion and the wrong time, Uncle Meng would have already swooped up. Even if it is counterattacked, it is the same.

With such a strong blood, can you still be calm and calm?

It's completely wrong and hypocritical!

Bang!

The fists of the two collided together, and the strong men of Tatar and Uliangha applauded, and the Jurchens stood far away, always keeping a distance from the strong men.

"Dingguo Gong ......"

The leader of Jianzhou Wei was silent, and secretly clenched his fists. If he wants to stand out in the Ming army and wear a scarlet robe and jade belt, I'm afraid it will be ten times more difficult than he expected.

Faintly, he always felt that Xingningbo's attitude towards the Jurchen tribe was a little alienated, far less than the warmth of the three guards of Wuliang Ha, and even a little wary.

Dingguo Gong and Xingningbo have a good relationship, and the attitudes of these two people will directly affect the Ming Emperor's perception of the Jurchen tribe.

He had to do something not to reverse Xingningbo's attitude towards the Jurchens, at least to find out why he didn't want to see the Jurchens.

If they can't suppress or even replace Uliangha's position in the Ming army, it will be extremely difficult for the Jurchens to come out and go further.

He had to think about what to do.

Heha clenched his fists tighter, and his fingertips wedged into his palms.

After a few combinations, the winner was finally decided in the field.

Zheng Heng was swept down by Shen Xuan's legs, facing the ground, his arms were firmly clasped behind him, and his throat was also locked, and he couldn't move at all.

If it had been on the battlefield, he would have died.

"Good!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, and Wei Guogong also laughed and clapped his hands, "With these two brave generals, you will definitely be able to help Your Majesty sweep away the universe and level the sea!" ”

Meng covered his nose and looked at Xu Huizu.

In the end, it is the prince's brother-in-law, a fierce man who has gone through three dynasties, and his words are really beautiful.

If the victory is announced at this time, it will make Zheng Heng's face look bad. If not, it will seem to treat Shen Xuan lightly. Directly lead the focus to the great cause of the dynasty, successfully resolve the contradictions that may arise, and brush the prestige of Emperor Yongle by the way, and gather the hearts of the army, not to say, the words will reach the ears of the emperor, and he will definitely look at the brother-in-law differently, and his goodwill will go to the next level.

"I still can't cultivate at home." Put down your hand and wipe your upper lip, it's okay, no nosebleeds.

Living to learn is really a wise saying. Compared with these fierce men who shine in the history books, his number of segments is obviously lagging behind. If you want to continue to be a qualified fighter in the court and continue to make contributions in your future life, you still need to work hard.

After a few contests, the strong Tatars became familiar with the Ming army.

Language barrier? It doesn't matter, fists speak. After playing two games, you will be familiar immediately.

The strong Tatar men were intimidated by all kinds of military force of Dingguo Gong, and they somewhat understood that marriage with Xingningbo would not work. simply shifted his attention and began to make friends with Ulianghata. They are all Mongolians, two hundred years ago they were one, hello, hello, hello, everyone!

Uncle Meng didn't have a headache, and gradually forgot that Grandpa Guo wanted to talk to him about "candles and nights". Has Grandpa Guo forgotten about jì too...... You will only know when you arrive in Beijing.

In September of the seventh year of Yongle, the Tatar army was defeated by the sudden loss of temperature.

In late October, Zhu Di personally led the civil and military forces in Beijing, fought the honor guard of the Son of Heaven, went out of Yongguan, and went to the Tula River to greet the army in person.

When the army marched to the Tula River, they saw the honor guard of the Son of Heaven in the distance, and immediately dismounted the cavalry and slowed down the foot.

Walking more than 100 meters, Xu Huizu, the Duke of Wei, handed out the reins of the horse, walked quickly to the front of the Son of Heaven, clasped his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "The minister is fortunate not to be dishonored!" ”

"Good!"

Zhu Di held Xu Huizu's arm and laughed a few times.

More than 100,000 troops, all struck the shield with their waist swords, spears slammed to the ground, and the mountains shouted long live.

The civil and military forces behind Zhu Di bowed down together, and the sound of the mountain shouting long live soared into the sky, tearing open the sky, and startling the goshawk hovering in the air.

"Long live my emperor, long live!"

Looking down from the air, the vermilion jacket of the Ming army looks like a wall of fire that stretches for more than ten miles.

Ming is virtuous with fire, fire is red, and red is dyed with blood.

Dare moths to fight the fire, doomed to burn - destroy in the flames - turn to ashes.

Long live, Zhu Di ascended to the top and delivered an impromptu speech.

Meng didn't remember much about the content of the speech, he only remembered that he and the soldiers around him rushed forward with enthusiasm, shouting hoarsely.

Long live the majesty, long live the Ming Dynasty.

The Qin wind rose suddenly, and the horn was long.

The vast grassland, the boundless Saibei.

The pages of history are not recorded, but the memory of the earth will not disappear.

Here, on the banks of the Tura River, hundreds of thousands of Ming troops let out a roar that shocked the universe. It is the voice of a nation, the voice of the conquest of a strong nation.

The sun, moon, mountains and rivers of the crown dress seemed to remind Zhu Di that in the merit book left by his ancestors, he added a lot of strokes.

The Tatars have been flattened, who dares to plunder the edge of the Ming Dynasty again?

Walking down the mound and looking at the rushing Tura River in the distance, Zhu Di was proud and said with a smile: "Today, the three armies are drinking horses here, and this river will be changed to drinking horses." ”

"Yes!"

The historian took out the booklet from his bosom, took the pen and began to record. The officials of the Ministry of Industry who accompanied him immediately sent people to dig the rocks and erect a monument to remember.

The Son of Heaven changed the name of the river, and he must erect a stone monument to make future generations remember.

Meng stood in the middle of the team, watching the officials of the Ministry of Industry start to work, and couldn't help but be surprised, although Emperor Yongle did not personally lead the troops out of the fortress, the Tula River was still changed to the Yinma River.

Should it be said that it is a historical necessity?

Looking up at the sky, there is still no solution.

The stele was erected on the south bank of the Yuma River, and the army continued southward.

Zhu Di was very interested, abandoned his recklessness and rode on his horse, and on the road, he also summoned several Tatar leaders.

The army did not enter the Juyong Pass until Kaipingwei.

The Son of Heaven was stationed in the Acropolis, and the border troops in the city immediately tensed their nerves and cheered up their spirits.

When Meng saw the gate of the Kaiping Acropolis, he felt like he was in a different world, and he just wanted to express his feelings, but he saw a red New Year's doll on the head of the city.

Blinded?

Rub it, it's still there.

How did the three-headed body end up here?

Zhu Zhanyan was very excited, pointed to the team under the city, and said to Zhu Gaoxu, who was holding him: "Father, the imperial grandfather is back!" Shaobao is back too, right? ”

Zhu Gaoxu hugged his son, nodding and grinding his teeth.

It's his son, right?

What's the matter with always thinking about others?