"For Da Ming! Goodbye Zhongshan! ”

The red flag fluttered, countless Ming soldiers jumped out of the ruins, the blades in their hands fell on the Mongolian soldiers who were close at hand, the bright blood-colored flowers bloomed in the cold wind, and the Mongolian soldiers continued to fall against the enemy, but the red tide did not stop, in the rumbling cannons, these Ming troops who were not afraid of death, the crazy Southern barbarians, rushed towards one Mongolian team after another. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whether it was the Mongol cavalry, or the assault team of the Semu people, or the infantry brigade of the Mongol Han people, in the face of such spears and swords, collapsed and collapsed again.

Blood and fire stained the sky red, making everything both illusory and real. It seemed as if someone was yelling at themselves, as if someone had thrown themselves to the ground. The neighing of war horses, the shouts of soldiers, and the echoing sound of cannons, knowing that where the fire and blood were splashed, there were heart-rending shouts, but I just couldn't hear it, I just couldn't hear it.

I could only stare wide-eyed as I watched the Mongol soldiers fall one by one.

Watch as the black flag flutters proudly for ten days before being swallowed up by the red tide.

Is this a reality, or a nightmare?

"Ahh A terrible scream echoed through the tent. The two maidservants who were guarding the edge of the bed hurriedly stepped forward, took the brocade handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat of the man who suddenly sat up, and tucked the corners of the quilt that had been lifted at once for him. The man looked around a little dazedly, the dim candle flame, the dull air, and the strong smell of herbs echoing in the tent.

Fortunately, it was just a nightmare, a replay in my mind of a memory that I didn't want to echo.

The two doctors who were waiting outside hunched over and stepped forward quickly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince, you are seriously ill, and it is when you are weak, you should lie down and rest." ”

Sitting on the bed, Prince Zhenjin coughed a few times in a row, and slowly waved his hand: "It's out of the way······ Ahem, what time is it? ”

The doctor and the maidservants glanced at each other and hurriedly said, "It's already three o'clock." ”

Prince Zhenjin frowned: "That means that the Lone King has been asleep for six hours?" Quick, help me up, now that the army is still in the north, there are many matters, how can the lonely king sleep for so long! If something goes wrong, none of you can afford it! ”

"But Your Highness, now that you are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, the fire is rising, a lot of sweat is coming out, coughing one after another and coughing up with bloody sputum, you are already injured in your lungs, this is a serious illness, if you don't rest in bed, I'm afraid there will be something unspeakable······" A doctor suddenly said anxiously, "Your Highness is still recuperating on the bed." ”

The curtain of the tent was lifted again, and the Mongolian king of Bei'an, Namuhan, had already rushed in: "Brother, brother, you have finally woken up. ”

Prince Zhenjin barely squeezed out a smile, Na Muhan is his only half-father and mother's brother, the two grew up together since childhood, and this younger brother also listens to him the most, so this time he led the power of Mongolia to the south, and Prince Zhenjin also took Na Muhan as his left arm and right arm, and at the same time, he could also exercise his younger brother's ability to command troops.

Now that it was a child, and looking at the tired look on Na Muhan's face, Prince Zhenjin could guess that his dearest brother had been waiting outside, and while he was moved in his heart, he also grasped Na Muhan's hand: "Brother, brother is fine, you don't need to worry so much." ”

Na Muhan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said softly: "Brother, it's good if you're awake, it's good to wake up!" Father Khan also sent someone to send an urgent letter of 800 li this afternoon, asking about his brother's health, if the brother has three long and two short, it is difficult for us generals to hold on to ourselves, and how to explain to my father Khan and the queen mother. ”

Prince Zhenjin looked at his excited brother, nodded, and coughed twice: "Come, Na Muhan, tell so-and-so, have all our people withdrawn?" ”

Na Muhan hurriedly said: "Brother rest assured, the rear team has retreated to the Sword Pavilion, the Southern Barbarian did not pursue, in addition, Liu Cheng also took the soldiers and horses to attack the flank of the Southern Barbarian as a containment, the Southern Barbarian lost his troops in Chengdu Mansion this time, if it weren't for the sharp firearms, I'm afraid I don't know who wins and who loses!" ”

"The Southern Barbarians of Chengdu Mansion were greatly injured, ahem, they naturally did not pursue······ Ahem······ The ability to ask the north, the north! The True Golden Prince's voice trembled slightly, and it was obvious that the air flow in his chest was no longer smooth.

Several doctors and maidservants hurriedly stepped forward to help. And Na Muhan's expression was gloomy.

Prince Zhenjin realized something, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hand of his most trusted brother: "Na Muhan, you grew up watching from a young age, you won't lie to me, tell the truth, tell the truth quickly!" Tell so-and-so, the Southern Barbarian······ Ahem, ahem—"

The real golden prince stretched out his hand to cover his chest and coughed violently, his face was already red in the candlelight, so frightened that Na Muhan hurriedly stepped forward and patted the back of the real golden prince, a mouthful of bloody phlegm had fallen into the spittoon, the real golden prince finally couldn't support it, and lay down on the bed softly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, the ancients are honest and do not deceive me." This time, I'm afraid it won't get better. ”

"Brother!" Tears rolled in the corners of Na Muhan's eyes, and his voice was already choked, "Brother, don't worry, as long as you don't worry about military and political affairs and lie here to recuperate, you will definitely be fine, Father Khan has already sent an imperial doctor to come, and he will be able to arrive in a few days, brother, you must hold on." ”

"I know my own body, I'm afraid the time won't be long, and you don't need to be so bumpy and tossed, let him go." The real golden prince chuckled indifferently, "This cough is refreshed and much more comfortable." Namuhan, don't hide it from me, tell me how it is. ”

After Namuhan was silent for a moment, he still spoke with difficulty: "Father Khan won't let me tell you, but my brother has a request, and Namuhan can't refuse······ The Southern Barbarians have broken through the Tong Pass, and all the Dog Cai Han people in Jingzhao Mansion have defected to welcome the Southern Barbarians into the city, and now our East Road grain road has been completely cut off, and once the Southern Barbarians attack Longyou, I am afraid that the army will run out of food in Hanzhong. ”

His body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood had spurted out of the real golden prince, sprinkled on the white futon bit by bit, like a plum blooming in the white snow.

Na Muhan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support the real golden prince. The real golden prince was already weakly leaning on Na Muhan's shoulder, and the doctor and the maidservant hurriedly stepped forward, and in a hurry, a doctor took out a silver needle and pierced it directly into the real golden prince's people.

Prince Zhenjin woke up slowly, the hand holding Na Muhan was already weak, and his voice became more and more peaceful: "Brother's time is short, Na Muhan, take the brothers back, go back alive, we still have a chance to make a comeback." Gotta bring people back······"

Finally couldn't help it, Na Muhan's head slammed on the side of the bed, crying loudly.

And the real golden prince couldn't help but shake his head, and wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, but in the end he found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he simply lay on the bed helplessly. Unexpectedly, he shouldered the mission of turning things around for Mongolia, commanding an army of 100,000 to the south, breaking through Mianzhu and Fushui in a row, and finally killing under the city of Chengdu, but who would have thought that it was this Chengdu mansion, which was supported for ten days under the siege of the Mongolian army.

Even though the Mongols had siege weapons such as return cannons, they still failed to conquer the southern barbarians who wandered like ghosts between the ruins and ruins. On the last day of the fight, Prince Zhenjin once insisted on going to the front line despite the opposition of the generals.

It was only when the real Jin Prince stood on the wall that he knew how tragic this battle was, not because the Mongol soldiers were cowering, but because these southern barbarians seemed to have gone crazy. In the roar of large and small firearms, one after another, team after team of Southern Barbarians, like Shura Yaksha emerging from hell, and like a phoenix bathed in fire, with blood on their long spears and spears, and the red flags dancing in the wind were broken but still fluttering proudly.

At that moment, Prince Zhenjin vaguely understood what kind of opponent he was facing.

It is no longer the team of the Southern Song Dynasty before, although they are still the Sichuan and Shu Army, but the banner they hold high is the red dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty, and the slogan they shouted when they shouted was "For the Ming Dynasty, Zhongshan goodbye." It was as if the banner and the shout had brought them infinite power, driving them forward like a red wave.

This is a scene that the real golden prince will never forget, and it is still replayed over and over again even in his sleep.

Nightmare, nightmare!

It was as if countless hands reached out from the darkness, grabbed him, and then dragged him towards endless blood, fire, and darkness. There were countless souls weeping around him. From the style of clothing and armor on those souls, Prince Zhenjin has already seen that these are Mongolian soldiers who died in battle.

They opened their mouths wide and shouted at him, grabbing his clothes.

"Why take us to death, why use human lives to fill that bottomless pit!"

"Chengdu Chengdu, we are defeated!"

"Defeated, yes, defeated." The True Golden Prince muttered, stretched out his arms, and let the countless souls rush to his face, one bite at a time, the flesh and blood were blurred on the True Golden Prince's chest, "Then let me accompany you and complete this journey together." We are all forsaken by heaven! ”

The silver needle fell lightly to the ground, and the doctor and the maidservants fell to their knees weakly, and the cry echoed low in the tent, and after a while, the cry grew louder and wider, and under the white mountains, on the vast plains, the cry shook the heavens and the earth.

Countless torches swayed and shivered in the cold wind.

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"The real golden prince is dead?" Ye Yingwu picked up a piece of wood and threw it into the blazing fire.

Sitting beside him, Su Niang nodded with her hands in her sleeves: "The news sent by the eight hundred miles is urgent, and now Guanzhong Longyou is all our sentinels, and the six doors and the Jinyi Guard have already acted openly, so it shouldn't be bad." ”

The real golden prince will not die soon, he has already noticed it the last time he negotiated in Caizhou, but he didn't expect that this guy would have the courage to lead the army to the south, all the way to the end, and there was the blow of the Chengdu War, isn't this asking for hardship? That guy was already terminally ill, and if he was stimulated like this, if he didn't die, Ye Yingwu really thought that God was blind.

Therefore, hearing the news of the death of the real golden prince, Ye Yingwu was not more happy, but considered how Daming should deal with it. After all, the real golden prince is different from the ordinary Mongolian generals, Ah Shu is dead, Zhang Hongfan is dead, Mongolia gritted his teeth and did not overreact, but this time the real golden prince died, but it will not be so simple, the real golden prince is the eldest son of Kublai Khan, and he has always entrusted the important child, and the performance of the real golden prince did not live up to Kublai Khan's expectations.

However, it is precisely because Prince Zhenjin works hard for state affairs and government affairs that he has become ill from hard work, so that today.

Therefore, if the prince of Zhenjin died, Kublai Khan was likely to be furious, lose his mind, and fight to the death with the strength of the whole country.

Kublai Khan can break the jar and break it, but Ye Yingwu doesn't have the guts. Mongolia is broken and broken, and it is a big deal that Kublai Khan retreated to the steppe with his people to nomadize, but if the Ming Dynasty loses both with it, then it is not so simple to restore the vitality of these lands.

Now that the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia are fighting like this, what Ye Yingwu needs to consider is not how many chances the Ming army has in his hands, but how to deal with the aftermath after this great war, and how to let this brand-new dynasty that stood up in the ruins step by step to regain its peak.

"It's not the right time to die." Ye Yingwu laughed helplessly. Gently stirring the firewood with a slender wooden stick, "What about Wang Jin and the Shence Army?" ”

At such a critical juncture, the slightest spark may detonate a big war, although Wang Jin is not as hot and tempered as Jiang Hao, but he is also a bold guy, this time let him conquer Luoyang and Jingzhao in a row, who knows whether he is satisfied or his self-confidence is inflated.

"After the Shence army conquered Jingzhao, it was just vigilant against Longyou and released a lot of sentry horses, but there was no intention of sending troops, it is estimated that the battle report and chapter of the Shence army will be delivered after half a day, how Wang Jin is planning, you can get a glimpse of the whole picture." Su Niang replied softly.

Ye Yingwu nodded: "Wang Jin, this kid is still a little bit measured, the proud soldiers will be defeated, the mourning soldiers will win, and this kid will not be left behind in the truth." ”

After pondering for a moment, Ye Yingwu said softly: "In this way, Su Niang, let people immediately write a letter to tell Wang Jin not to act rashly, once the Mongolian Tartars have a counterattack, they will be repulsed, do not pursue." In addition, a certain will mobilize follow-up people to come forward immediately, as long as they can hold on until the thaw of the Kaichun River is a victory, and even as a last resort, they can retreat to Tongguan or even Hangu Pass to hold on. ”

"Do we still have soldiers and horses in the Central Plains?" Su Niang suddenly looked at Ye Yingwu in surprise, "The Tianwu army is in Bianliang, the Zhenjun is in Xuzhou, and the two Huai armies are in Yingtian, the Jinghu army must stare at Liu Quan in case Liu Quan makes any moves······"

"Yes, and the last one." Ye Yingwu patted the snow on his body and stood up, pointing to himself, "There are two thousand elite soldiers under a certain Ye Yingwu, all of whom are one as ten, which is enough." In fact, as long as they hold on for a month, the army requisitioned from Nanyang can come up, and with the first battle of Sichuan, Shu and Chengdu as an example, these guys naturally understand how to throw their heads and spill blood for the Ming Dynasty. ”

"Husband!" Su Niang suddenly looked at Ye Yingwu anxiously, and when she saw Ye Yingwu's face showing determination, she could only stomp her feet helplessly, "This real golden prince, it's better not to die!" ”

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"This real golden prince died early, not as good as he died." Standing on the council hall, Liu Cheng looked at the map and couldn't help laughing.

The two henchmen around him looked at him in surprise, they didn't expect that their own general would also be so excited, and more importantly, he called His Royal Highness the Crown Prince by his name, which was a little disrespectful. And Liu Cheng obviously didn't care about this, and muttered: "We have been trapped in this Tongchuan Mansion for some time, the southern barbarians are going north, we are worried, the Mongols are going south, we can only follow the autumn wind in the periphery, and now we are hanging here alone." ”

"General, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is dead, it doesn't seem to have much to do with us, and the Mongols probably can't take care of us for a while, so our life is not even more difficult!" A general couldn't help frowning and said, a look of panic on his face.

Liu Cheng smiled and waved his hand: "Prince Zhenjin is the most trusted and relied on child of the Great Khan, and he can basically be said to be the next Great Khan." Now that the real golden prince is sick and dead in Hanzhong, although he doesn't have much to do with the Southern Barbarians, but Namuhan and those Mongolian generals are not straight and stunned, this account must be counted on the heads of the Southern Barbarians in the end, and the Mongols will definitely fight back with the strength of the country to avenge the real golden prince, and then the Southern Barbarians will naturally not have the heart to take care of us. ”

After a pause, Liu Quan knocked on the map: "More importantly, if the southern barbarians want to go north to face the battle, they have to pass our Tongchuan Mansion, and if the Mongols want to go south, they have to go here." Let's be among them, don't look at it as surviving in the cracks, but strange goods can live! ”

A henchman suddenly said in surprise: "General, if we switch to the Southern Barbarians again, isn't it a little ······ Play fast and loose? ”

Liu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Capricious? A certain person took refuge in the Ming army, not the Song army, how can you talk about repeatedly? To say that it is almost the same as the three surnames of the slaves, but the three surnames of the slaves are also famous warriors in history, and they are as famous as him, and they do not lose a certain life. What's more, in troubled times, saving one's life is the best policy, and Tongchuan Mansion is a strong army, who doesn't want to hold it in their hands? When the time comes, who will care that we have changed our flag? (To be continued.) )