Because, he was here, on the grassland, on the battlefield, waved his weapon with his own hands, even in the most critical moment, he still did not fear and retreat, he kept his promise, and fought side by side with the soldiers, he realized his promise, led the Ming army to win a wonderful and hearty victory.

"The rebel headquarters of the grassland that was captured by us is about 28,000 people, which is really ...... Since the Ming Dynasty to the Yongle Dynasty, I have never won such a victory, and all of this is due to the wise decision of Your Majesty, so that you have such a record. Wang Yong, the chief soldier of Yansui Town, said respectfully to Zhu Qizhen with a happy face.

"All I have done is to use a trick in the shadows to make the Tile Thorn King and the Ministers fall apart. If Wuqing and the others fought hard and bloodily, how could they have the current situation. Zhu Qizhen turned his head and said with a smile to the head of Wang Yong, the chief soldier of Yansui Town. The merits of the Qing and others, I remember, when the Qing and I have leveled the grassland, and then recount the merits of the Qing Qing, we should live up to the merits of forgetting your life and death for the country. ”

Hearing Zhu Qizhen's promise, Wang Yong couldn't help but be happy, and immediately rolled the saddle and dismounted, and thanked him repeatedly, and at this time, Zhu Qizhen saw Ah Ra leading the leaders of the Dzungar tribe to walk slowly towards this side, Zhu Qizhen signaled that Wang Yong to get up, and then smiled and rode forward.

And Fang stood up, Wang Yongcai patted his head in some astonishment, isn't this obviously the emperor? In terms of meritorious deeds, these should be done by the court, or should they be done today?

However, this doubtful thought was only a bubble, Wang Yong did not think about it deeply, or rather, he felt that at least he didn't need to think deeply about it now.

And Ah Ra and the others dismounted from a distance, and when they were a few zhang away from Zhu Qi Town, they had already bowed to the ground, and said respectfully: "The subordinate Ah Ra and a subordinate of the country will do the work of the ministers, see His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Old general, and all of you, please hurry up, today, fortunately, with your help, there is a great defeat of those rebellious acts today. You can be regarded as getting rid of the doom of extermination, which is really a blessing for my Ming Dynasty and the vassals of the country. Zhu Qizhen turned over and dismounted, and after raising his hand to help him, he looked at the leaders of the Dzungar tribe with a tired face and a tired face.

Hearing Zhu Qizhen's words, the expressions on the faces of Ah Ra and the others couldn't help but stiffen, but they finally had to squeeze out a respectful and obedient smile. "What His Majesty the Emperor said is extremely true, if it weren't for the help of the Heavenly Army of the Ming Dynasty, my Dzungar Department, I'm afraid there will be no turning over, and there will be no Ning in my grassland."

--------------------, "Hehe, the Dzungar Ministry is the foundation of the Warat country, and since the country of the Tile Spur has been a subordinate of my Ming Dynasty, I can see that the country of the Tile Thorn is based on rebellion, and the foundation of the country of the Tile Spur country cannot be destroyed by those rebellions?" Zhu Qizhen stepped forward with a gentle and harmless smile.

Ara, gritting her teeth, stepped forward a little, and her tone was quite humble. "Your Majesty, the ministers and the heads of the tribes have a request, and I hope that His Majesty the Emperor will grant permission."

"Oh? If you have what you want, just say it, if I can do it for you, I will not shirk it. Zhu Qizhen's tone still seemed very warm and jade-like, but the eyeballs were rolling there. If it is a matter involving the military and political affairs of the country, I cannot make a promise lightly. ”

Hearing Zhu Qizhen's last words, the smile on Ah Ra's face couldn't help but stiffen, but he still gritted his teeth and said it. "Your Majesty the Emperor, since the civil strife in Warat, my Dzungar tribes have been ridden by the steppe tribes, and even the number of conspiratorial calculations, the number of lost soldiers and generals, it is really difficult to enumerate, today it is said that the first battle of the Qi'er Sea, the last bit of blood of my Dzungar tribes has also suffered heavy casualties, more than 36,000 Dzungar warriors, and now, nearly half of the casualties are ......"

Zhu Qizhen swept past the group of Junggar tribal leaders who had the dream of a nouveau riche, his eyes fell on the bush composed of prisoners of war, and he sneered in his heart, but his face showed a rather surprised and surprised expression very congenitively. "Oh, it's so tragic?"

Ah Ra and the others continued to maintain a miserable and desolate expression, and vigorously pointed their heads into chickens pecking rice.

Zhu Qizhen smashed his mouth and took off the arrogant helmet on his head, with a look of curiosity. "I don't know how many were injured and how many were dead?"

"This ......" Ara's eyes fell on the other person behind him, who was none other than the patriarch of the Huite tribe, Amur, who stood up and humbled his back. Returning to His Majesty the Emperor, in today's war, our Dzungar tribes sent more than 36,000 troops, nearly 7,000 dead, and even more wounded. ”

"Well, yes, I have heard the brave names of the Dzungar tribes for a long time, and such casualties are indeed quite large." After Zhu Qizhen threw the helmet he was holding to Qian Zhong beside him, he raised his hand to comb his messy hair, and commented unhurriedly.

Seeing Zhu Qizhen's careless attitude, after a brief exchange of glances between Amur and Amur, he said again: "This time, fortunately for the protection of the Immortal Heaven, but also because of the assistance of His Majesty the Emperor and the Heavenly Army, we can finally survive the Dzungar Department, such a heavenly grace, we are grateful to the five hearts, but at the beginning of our civil strife, after repeated battles, our Dzungar Department suffered heavy casualties, and the past hundreds of thousands of male divisions, today, there are only 30,000 people left......

Zhu Qizhen was still smiling, and motioned for him to continue with a kind and pleasant expression. In his heart, he had already made at least a hundred straight and thick middle fingers against this cheeky thing and despised them.

The meaning of these coalition leaders of the Junggar Department is very clear and clear, and the more this happens, the more Zhu Qizhen feels that these guys' cheeks are not ordinarily thick, nor are they ordinarily shameless.

Although from another point of view, they are eager to gain more powerful power and protect their tribe from falling, which is understandable, but it is not in line with Zhu Qizhen's desire to split the prairie and make the prairie forever, and there is no more powerful figure or a powerful group to appear in the grand blueprint.

For the benefit of the Ming Empire, Zhu Qizhen will try to fight for it, and will try his best to maintain it. However, as long as everything will be in danger to the safety of the Ming Empire, or if it is detrimental to the interests of the Ming Empire, Zhu Qizhen will definitely not have the slightest mercy and mercy.

Because, Zhu Qizhen knows very well why he came, why he stepped on this grassland, and why he stood here to fight side by side with these former enemies.

“…… I know that since these days, you, the staunchest supporters of the Warat country, have indeed suffered great losses, and many tribes have even disappeared from the grasslands, which is indeed very regrettable, well, I feel quite regretful and sad. Zhu Qizhen exhaled slowly, his eyes fell on the remnant sun that was about to sink below the horizon, and his face was empathetic.

"Since you have said that this is true, if I don't allow it, it seems that I can't say it." Zhu Qizhen came out slowly, and the faces of those Junggar leaders suddenly showed a look of joy.

And Wang Yong, the general soldier of Yansui Town, who had already followed, heard Zhu Qizhen's words, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and wanted to open his mouth to dissuade Zhu Qizhen, His Majesty the Emperor.

However, when he saw Zhu Qizhen, who had already noticed his strangeness and was smiling at him, he swallowed the words back into his stomach and retreated to the side a little depressed.

"You have lost more than 7,000 soldiers and horses, which is indeed a heavy loss, but as the emperor of the Ming Empire, at the request of you and others, I have sent troops to the grassland for the peace of Zhufan, and there are enough soldiers and horses on this road, there are enough people of 60,000 or 70,000 people, and there are more than 50,000 soldiers and horses along the way, and hundreds of thousands of Ming troops have made great sacrifices for the life and death of Warat and your Dzungar department." Zhu Qizhen's voice sank slightly.

And with Zhu Qizhen's indifferent and quiet words, the expressions on the faces of the leaders of the Junggar tribe such as Ah Ra couldn't help but look a little ugly, but Zhu Qizhen ignored the change in their expressions and said to himself. "They sacrificed on this grassland for the sake of your Dzungar Ministry, I, as the Emperor of the Ming Empire, as the supreme commander who led the army to aid you this time, must give an account to them. Those prisoners of war, and the trophies, I need to take them out as compensation, as compensation for the fallen soldiers of my Ming Dynasty. ”

"Your Majesty, you mean, all?" A leader of the Dzungar tribe stood up, although his tone was still so respectful, but his expression revealed a little unwillingness.

Zhu Qizhen shook his head with a smile, his expression still looking sincere. "Of course not, I will hand over the rebellion of the grassland headquarters of more than 8,000 people to you to dispose of, of course, including their war horses and armor, as well as their weapons, all of which will be distributed by yourself, oh yes, and those baggage, I can give you a third."

Zhu Qizhen smashed his mouth and continued: "The others will be used as compensation for my Ming Dynasty to quell the rebellion for you." We have fallen soldiers who need to be appeased, and the food, grass and supplies of so many of our Ming troops also need to be solved......"

“…… I hope you will remember that it is impossible for the soldiers of the Ming Empire to give their blood and lives in vain for the sake of the people of the Ming Empire. These are all we deserve. At the end of Zhu Qizhen's words, he grinned, but those hearty and cheerful smiling faces seemed extremely hateful and hideous in the eyes of the leaders of the Dzungar tribes.

-------------------- Ah Ra and the others could only bow down to Zhu Qizhen with helplessness and unwillingness, and then leave gloomily, for fear that the night would be long, and asked Zhu Qizhen to send the guards around him to the camp guarding the prisoners of war, hoping to bring people out as soon as possible and enrich their own team.

Looking at their backs, the smile on Zhu Qizhen's face looked very happy and happy, and it could even be said that he was a little excited. After all, more than 100 years have passed since the establishment of the Ming Empire, and I am afraid that there is no emperor like himself, in order to defend the interests that should belong to the Ming Dynasty in such a way that is denounced by those scholars as not in line with the demeanor of the Heavenly Empire.

"Your Majesty, if we do this, will it cause dissatisfaction among Zhufan, and when the time comes, the court will be afraid that it will ...... again" As the general soldier of a town, Wang Yong still has some political acumen, at least, although Zhu Qizhen's approach makes him feel very natural, but Wang Yong understands very well that this kind of blatant practice will lead to strong counterattacks and dissatisfaction from the officials in the court who are so pedantic that their heads are about to mold.

"I know, I know it, but it doesn't matter. Because in the future, I want everyone to know that what I am talking about today is for the future of my Ming Empire. Zhu Qizhen turned around and said solemnly to that Wang Yong.

Looking at the eyes that were so bright that they seemed to be able to penetrate the afterglow of the setting and penetrate the night sky that was already in the twilight, Wang Yong couldn't help but hang his head, and those words made his heart boil like a river and a sea.

However, Wang Yong quickly figured it out, or rather, he knew very well that there were some things that were indeed what He said to His Majesty the Emperor. "What His Majesty the Emperor said is very true, I, Daming, can't let my people go hungry for a little fame, otherwise, why bother bartering in our tea and horse market, and give it directly to those Tartars."

Hearing Wang Yong's answer, Zhu Qizhen's face couldn't help but smile a little more appreciatively, looking at this rough-looking general. It seems that there are many simple truths, but these generals know more than those who hold the Four Books and Five Classics all day long, open their mouths for Confucius, and close their mouths for Mencius, and they also understand this world better, there is no benefit, only talking about morality, that is really called.

"It's all this time, and I don't know what happened to Mr. Yin?" Zhu Qizhen did not continue this topic, after all, there is no need for him to say more now, some words, just need to point out the sprouts, and they will naturally take root in people's hearts, and when the time is ripe, at that time, these people will naturally understand what they said at the beginning.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the first batch of scouts have just rushed back to report, General Yin and General Shi chased for thirty miles, and after killing thousands of routs, they have stopped the pursuit, and now they should be on the way back."

"It's for the best." Zhu Qizhen nodded, muttering secretly in his heart, how many Tartars can be killed, this is secondary, the important thing is that Lao Tzu doesn't want them to chase these remnants of the grassland headquarters to the capital in one go, that way, it is not good for the overall situation I plan.

After all, the emperor is too great, but he wants to personally conquer the puppet royal court, as long as he can take the pseudo royal court down, his journey to the grassland is equivalent to drawing an incomparably perfect end, and his own martial arts can be like his great-grandfather Zhu Di, so he can also write the four adjectives of martial arts.

At this point, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but laugh happily, but after nightfall, under the bright and uncertain torch, Zhu Qizhen's expression, coupled with the laughter, made the surrounding Ming army guards and soldiers feel creepy......

(To be continued)