"Any idea where this is? Where is this land under our feet? Who can stand up bravely and tell me! Zhu Qizhen took a deep breath, and there was an indescribable anger and depression surging in his chest, and at this moment, he seemed to feel that he should stand up and say something.

For these reasons, the soldiers who are about to make sacrifices for the interests of the Ming Empire, to defend their own dignity and the dignity of the country with their blood and even their lives, what to say, tell them, let them know that everything they do is valuable and worthy of being remembered.

"Your Majesty, this is the grassland, and this is the grassland east of Jining Haizi." Shi Biao didn't know what Zhu Qizhen wanted to express. However, there was also a faint expectation in his heart, expecting that His Majesty the Emperor, who had led them here, would be able to do something for the soldiers.

"Jining Haizi, I remember that there have been many names here in the past dynasties, and when our Ming Empire was established, this place was called Jining Haizi," Zhu Qizhen paused slightly, looking at the more than 10,000 Ming elites staring at him silently and solemnly, his voice suddenly raised.

"Why do we Han people call this place Jining Haizi, it is because this place used to be our land, the land that belonged to my Ming Empire!"

“…… In the seventh year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, Guanshan at the Ninety-Nine Springs in the north was established, and in the north, and on the west side of the Chahan Mind Sea, the Chahan Brain Guard was established. ”

"Yes!" This time, the voice of the answer was more pronounced, and the voice was more affirmative and resolute. No one paid attention to the warriors of the Lord Erqing whose faces had changed drastically, and no one paid attention to the soldiers of the Dzungar tribe, who were all looking at the majestic figure standing on the high post with all their attention, and listening to his strong and passionate shouts.

"Today, we stand here, standing on the land of our Ming Empire, standing on this land that our ancestors, who watered with their blood and dignity, I ask you, do we need to hide behind those nations that are weaker than us, those Dzungar tribes who are willing to serve my Ming as their suzerain, and let them stop the enemy's scimitars and bows and arrows for us?"

"No, you don't!" This time, the Ming soldiers who were farther away also let out such an angry roar in response.

-------------------- "Yes, we don't need it, why don't we need it, because we are a proud nation, a nation whose bones and even souls have penetrated into the blood surname and dignity, and since the beginning of history, we have fought countless times, even if the enemy is strong and knocks us down again and again, but every time, our Chinese nation will stand up again." ”

"Our ancestors, they never gave in, it was they who defeated and defeated those enemies who dared to laugh and humiliate us again and again, whether it was the dog Rong in the Western Zhou Dynasty, or the Xiongnu in the Qin and Han dynasties, or the Turkic ...... in the Sui and Tang dynasties."

“…… Our ancestors, with their blood and lives, set an example for us, telling us that only by taking up arms bravely, even raising stones and fists, and not giving up hope, our nation will surely be able to achieve the final victory and make all those enemies who vainly try to trample the dignity and pride of our nation under their feet pay the price they deserve. ”

The wind blew the flag fiercely, blew the battle jacket on Zhu Qizhen's body, and the cloak behind him fluttered, but it couldn't blow away his majestic and solemn words, and it couldn't cool the increasingly vigorous fighting spirit and determination in the hearts of these Ming soldiers.

"In the past, the territory of our Ming Empire even encompassed almost the entire grassland, but in the past few decades, we can only hide in those strong walls and fortresses, relying on those steep terrain and hills, watching the territory that originally belonged to us being taken away, watching those enemies wantonly mock us, with their contempt, with their scimitars and bows and arrows, trampling on our dignity again and again......"

"What did we get in exchange for giving in again and again? In exchange for peace? No, in exchange for wealth? What's more, in exchange for millions of Li Shu in our northern Xinjiang, in exchange for the separation of countless families' wives and families, and the destruction of families......"

"Today, I want to tell you that cowardice and humility cannot be exchanged for peace, nor peace and tranquility, and these things need to be achieved by iron and blood, and they need to be achieved by you, these proud and fearless soldiers of the Ming Empire!"

The enemy cavalry in the distance was slowly approaching, and the rumbling hooves could not stop Zhu Qizhen's blood-boiling heart.

“…… The Ming Dynasty has been established for more than 100 years, and has retreated countless times, until now, we must not be able to retreat, today, I want you, pick up the weapons in your hands, use them, and the deafening roar of cannons, to tell all those enemies who despise us, let them pay the due price, let them understand, we are, qualified to be the master of this land, which originally belonged to our Ming Empire! ”

"Long live the Ming Empire! Banzai! Hooray! "I don't know when, I don't know who it is, suddenly shouted such a sentence, this sentence in the pro-army camp, every day after the flag is raised, there will be a roar, for the first time, here, in this grassland sounded, in an instant, like a flood swept the entire grassland.

"Our ancestors, who never gave in, and whose blood, are now rushing and stirring in our veins, will never cool down......"

"And now, as we stand, I want you, to raise up the weapons in your hands, and to prove yourselves to those enemies who dare to defy us, who seek to humiliate us, who want to enslave us!"

Zhu Qizhen took a deep breath, slowly pulled out the scabbard of the war knife at his waist, and the snow-bright blade reflected the dazzling light, like a golden earth god, looking so majestic and proud. "I, I will be here, standing under the banner of the Ming Empire, standing with you, are you willing to join me, fearlessly facing those enemies, even if we shed the last drop of blood for the Ming Empire, we will never give in, because we are soldiers of the Ming Empire!"

"For the glory of our ancestors, for our own dignity, and for the sake of the thousands of fathers and villagers behind us, fight side by side with me, here!" The tip of the war knife was raised to an extremely high place, as if piercing the sky and piercing the blazing sun, and the scorching and dazzling light that overflowed from Zhu Qizhen's figure bloomed in all directions...... Emperor Daming [***] The cheers and roars of the people came and went, and in everyone's heart, there was no longer the slightest fear and panic, yes, to be able to fight side by side with this emperor, even if there was only a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they dared to break through.

"Such a great Ming, such a heavenly might, the hearts of all people, just like one person, such an army, we are far inferior to ......" Great Elder Batu sighed, closed his eyes, and his voice was extremely powerless and frustrated in those cheers and roars. Tell the patriarch that there is no need to persuade him anymore, the old man believes that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and his subordinates will definitely not be destroyed before our Dzungar warriors. ”

In fact, there is no need for the tribal general to come back to report, when he heard the thunderous roar of the Ming army, Ah Ra already knew the answer, looking at the military array that was only built by more than 10,000 Ming troops, listening to those heart-palpitating roars, Ah Ra felt that it was like a male lion, waking up from his deep sleep, shaking the fluffy mane between his neck, and letting out a roar that made the world tremble.

The Dzungar coalition army was silently but quietly facing the allied army, although there were only more than 10,000 people, but the momentum of the moment even made them feel that the pressure brought to them by these Ming troops even exceeded that of the grassland headquarters coalition army, which numbered nearly 80,000.

It is a blessing to have such an ally, and it is an absolute misfortune to have such an enemy.

And the grassland coalition army that was slowly approaching, was also shocked by the roar of the Ming army array, and the brows of the young man couldn't help but raise, squinted his eyes, and once again fell on the small number of people, because he was wearing bright red battle jackets, like a cluster of bright red wildflowers blooming on the green field.

"The morale of this Ming army is extremely strong, presumably because the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here to take the battle." Young Master A Luo Chu also saw the abnormality over there, turned his head to look at some of the elite horsemen of the 10,000 Hara Shen Department led by Chi Na here, and deliberately showed a worried look on his face. "Taishi, the morale of the other party is so strong, the last general thinks, should we be cautious?"

Listening to the words of the young master A Luo, Xiao Lai, who had also shown a trace of worry between his eyebrows, suddenly felt a sense of annoyance in his heart, but his face was silent, and he shook his head calmly. "It's okay, what's the matter, the young master doesn't trust me and the combat strength of the warriors of the Hara Shen Division?"

"How dare the last general, hehe, since the Taishi thinks it's okay, then it's okay, I'm also very eager to take a look at the warriors of the Hara Shen Division, and teach those despicable Han people a cruel lesson, so that they can understand who is the master of this grassland." A Luo has a gentle and harmless face, and he has never heard of the bones in Xiaolai's words, but blindly flatters and praises, which finally makes the trace of dissatisfaction in Xiaolai's heart gradually fade away.

However, a small drum also beat in his heart, although in the entire Ming Dynasty, the only Ming generals who can make the grassland heroes treat them cautiously are Yang Hong and Shi Heng, but the little Yang Wang is not good at his generation.

-------------------- thought of this, he couldn't help but signal a guard to come closer, and whispered an instruct, and when the guard comprehended, he hit his horse and rushed towards the cavalry of the Harashen Army, which had already completed the formation and might start to attack the Ming army at any time.

After that, he gave a few words to another confidant beside him, Ge Si'er nodded, quietly left the side of the horse, and led his headquarters of five thousand elite cavalry to quietly cruise to the flank of the coalition army, echoing with the elite cavalry led by Na Chi Na, as long as the attack of the ten thousand elite cavalry of Na Chi Na is frustrated, Ge Si'er can be reinforced in time, or he can attack the flank of the Ming army diagonally, so that he really can't think of any reason for failure?

Seeing that the distant Chi Na greeted the guards he sent, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as Na Chi Na could be cautious, it was expected that even if the more than 10,000 Ming troops were elite, what could they do, not to mention that there were 80,000 brave and unrivaled grassland warriors who had endured the war for a long time, and their morale and fighting spirit were extremely high.

There are no walls here, the mountains and mountains can be relied on by the Ming Dynasty troops who are good at defending, this is the grassland, the best battlefield for cavalry, and the home of the Mongols who can best exert their riding skills and scimitars and bows and arrows. Those Ming troops are here, and there will only be one ending, that is, defeat, rout...... "Attention, soldiers, pay attention to your comrades, keep in good formation, no one can have superfluous movements without orders, now, check the weapons in your hands one last time, make sure that the muskets in your hands have been loaded, and make sure that the bullet pouches in your waists are full of ammunition......"

"Report, the ammunition has been prepared, the firing range has been calibrated, and the artillery is ready to fire at any time!"

"The musketeers of the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd battalions are out of line, the musketeers of the 4th and 5th battalions are now in the winged vans, and the 6th battalion is in reserve, ready to ......"

Zhu Qizhen still stood on the small high ground, continuing to observe the cavalry of the Mongolian headquarters that had begun to let go of the reins and let the war horses slowly speed up, listening to the rapid and methodical orders.

The horses that had been made long ago seemed to be scattered in two or three rows in front of the musketeers a hundred paces away, and in addition to the horse-high horses, there were countless triangular irons that had been hidden among the branches and leaves of the weeds reflecting the dark light. These triangles, each of which was more than an inch long, were inconspicuous, but they were a terrible weapon for dealing with the charge of the cavalry group.

"Tell Yang Jun not to rush to fire the heavy artillery first, put this Tartar army in first, let the soldiers see the blood first, and cultivate a little murderous aura." Zhu Qizhen saw the military formation that had been arranged, took a deep breath, and reached the latest order from Qian Zhong, who had been guarding him all along.

"I came here with this elite, not just to watch the play, but to sing the leading role!" Zhu Qizhen clenched his hand tightly, and said viciously in his heart.

(To be continued)