In the early morning of May 2 in the seventh year of the Heavenly Dao.

The south bank of the Kuzhang River.

"One God bless us! Kill the Tartars and go to heaven! Western Expeditionary Army, Assault! On the surrounding battlefield, a huge shout like a tsunami suddenly sounded, high-pitched and excited, from the bridgehead position held by the Ming army, all the way to the main formation of the busy brother Timur.

On the battlefield on the south bank of the Kuzhang River, the repeated attacks of the Ming and Mongolian armies had come to an end. Overnight, the busy brother Timur took out the strength to feed, threw all the 60,000 troops in his hands, and launched four major offensives. But each wave of attack was like a wave crashing on a rock, menacing, and finally shattered into pieces.

And after the fourth wave of the offensive organized by the busy brother Timur was crushed, the Ming army's western expeditionary army took advantage of the situation to launch a large-scale counterattack!

The nine pikemen regiments of the three infantry brigades all attacked, forming nine regimental phalanxes, attacking from three sides, and launching a strong attack on the Mongolian army that had just retreated.

Under one blow, the busy brother Timur's department was defeated!

……

When the sky is overcast. On the high ground where the busy brother Timur's main formation is located, the wool is still fluttering, but when he looks around, there is only a tragic situation of defeat like a mountain. The wide battlefield was full of orange and dark red fireballs exploded by the Ming army's rockets. The silver waves of the Ming army slapped on the last line of defense formed by the cowardly Xue army of the busy brother Timur. In addition to these cowardly warriors, the battlefield was full of Mongolian warriors who could not form an army. The rout, dressed in tattered leather robes, saw the crowd tumbling eastward like an ant's nest in water. Most people don't even bother to look for a horse.

The cavalry of the Ming army was also dispatched. Not a lot, but three or four thousand. It's all a water of steel-armored cavalry. Clashes in the midst of the Mongol rout, as if in a no-man's land. They still had bows and arrows in their hands. From time to time, he shot down a few Mongol routs, creating an even stronger atmosphere of terror.

Those routs who lost their shields and weapons were already frightened birds, and now they have a nervous breakdown, just crying and running.

Timur, the busy brother, just closed his eyes and was silent on the high slope, and dozens of cowardly gangsters were clustered, just looking anxiously at their commander. At this point, the outcome is decided, and there is no point in persevering any longer.

The defeat was like a mountain...... Busy brother Timur looked around. It was all a large group of routs, chased by the cavalry of the Ming army, running wildly, wicker round shields and hammers thrown everywhere, and many abandoned wounds, just wailing and screaming. The rockets of the Ming army are still falling, and the lethality of this weapon is not great, but every time the rocket explodes, it will create greater panic and chaos in the already terrified crowd.

Sixty thousand troops. It's so vulnerable!

"King Khan, retreat......"

It was the brother of a busy brother Timur, who was his cowardly Xue Jun Qianhu, looking at everything in front of him with a pale face. The collapse of the army of 60,000 was too tragic. His voice trembled.

The busy brother Timur was unconscious, and just muttered to himself: "Still defeated, still defeated...... Night Fight. In close combat, there are twice as many soldiers as others. It still doesn't work! O true God, O immortal heaven. Have you all abandoned the Mongols? I'm busy with my brother Timur can't defeat the Western Army of the Ming Dynasty, how much better can Kublai Khan, Nahai and Abaha be? Could it be that the glory created by the great Genghis Khan is going to be destroyed at the hands of our generation of Mongols? ”

At this time, the rockets of the Ming army were already dragging flames and thick smoke, whistling towards the hill where the busy brother Timur was, and landed less than a hundred steps away from his wool Daxu, blowing up several cowardly Xue Xue.

More people flocked to the busy brother Timur: "King Khan, beware! Now there is no way, let's retreat! ”

Before Timur, the busy brother, could answer, he heard a louder noise erupting on the front line of the Ming army's cowardly Xue army. Timur, a busy brother, looked up and saw that another round of offensive by the Ming army had come up. This time it's not pikemen, but musketeers under the cover of shieldmen!

It turned out that the pikemen of the Ming army attacked several waves, but they were all desperately blocked by these cowardly Xue troops, and Zhu Sijiu simply sent musketeers to fire and bombard. As soon as the musket was flattened, the cowardly Xue army could no longer bear it -- this was not a queue to be shot, but a queue to be shot!

Canopy ......

The gunshots rang out, and the cowardly Xue troops standing in the front row fell down one after another, but the people behind had already collapsed, and the large and large groups of routs retreated like a torrent, and rushed straight towards the busy brother Timur.

Finished! It's all over!

Busy brother Timur's face was like ashes, standing in the cool breeze of the early morning, his mouth wide open and he couldn't say a word, just let his cowardly Xue guards hug him and run backwards with him. Someone had already brought his war horse here, and someone put him on the horse's back, and then beat the horse's buttocks a few times, and the war horse was in pain, and it flew eastward.

……

The sun and moon banners of the Ming army have been planted on the slope of the hill where Timur used to stay, and there is no trace of the wool Daxu symbolizing the Khan King of the Golden Family. In this era, command and dispatch on the battlefield mainly relied on drums, trumpets and flags. As the commander of the three armies, the general flag is the soul of the whole army, and now the general flag is gone, where is the fighting spirit and morale of the tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers on the battlefield.

Moreover, even if someone wants to fight, there is no way to do it at this time. Because while there is no flag, the other flags that transmit military orders, the golden drum, are also lost. This also means that the tens of thousands of Mongol troops on the battlefield have lost their command and have all become headless flies!

"Victorious! Win! Commander, we've won! ”

Zhu Sijiu's main formation was already drowned out by a cheer at this moment. The Western Army and the Mongols have fought for so many years, and although they are invincible, most of them have won small victories of dozens or hundreds. Busy brother Timur is very slippery, not forced to a dead end, it is impossible to take the old book out and fight hard.

Therefore, there were many victories, and the captured Mongol warriors were killed, but they were not as good as the night that had just passed.

Now on the battlefield, corpses are everywhere, most of them are Mongolian athletes who died in battle. The living Mongolian generals also fled in panic and were driven away by the pursuers of the Ming army.

After this battle. The khanate of Timur, a busy brother, was practically destroyed. The question is just when Zhu Sijiu plans to unplug Felt City!

Guo Kan didn't know when he had arrived at Zhu Sijiu's side. The old general rode on his horse and said to Zhu Sijiu with a laugh: "Forty-nine." Great victory, great victory! If you take advantage of the victory, you may be able to attack the valley in one fell swoop! ”

Zhu Sijiu laughed: "Busy brother Timur is finished, just a basin, don't you want to take it when you want?" ”

He suddenly suppressed his laughter: "It's just that now we have to deal with not only a busy brother Timur, but also an Abha!" In order to hook Abha, this busy brother Timur could not die for the time being. Let's just let him live a few more days! ”

Guo Kan lowered his voice and said, "Sijiu, have you thought about who this Fergana Basin will give it to?" ”

Tonight's battle. Most of the elite of the busy brother Timur has gone, and it is not too difficult to break through the Tianguan again. Whoever Zhu Sijiu refers to will fight, this fat territory will belong to him -- of course, provided that Chen Dexing can agree to Zhu Sijiu's distribution plan.

"3,000 people!" Zhu Sijiu stretched out three fingers, "I don't want much, as long as there are 3,000 soldiers, the rank below lieutenant, Han people, and those who have not been knighted." Yan Zhongji and Liu Quan, who is willing to take it out. The Ferghana Basin is for whom! ”

Guo Kan smiled: "Don't you ask for 3,000 people when you arrive?" Forty-nine, when you arrive in Persia, the old man will help you with 3,000 people, plus your disciples and scouts. There are more than 10,000 people. ”

Zhu Sijiu nodded, "People are the foundation of the country, how can no one build a country?" With more than 10,000 people. Recruit some more immigrants from the Ming Dynasty, and I will be able to establish a state in Persia. ”

Guo Kan's face was a little solemn: "There are only more than 10,000 people." Nor may it be able to ...... the country."

Zhu Sijiu understood what his old man meant, waved his hand and said, "It's okay." The saint was worried, and Kublai Khan was also. I can take the head of Kublai Khan for the saint! Now the high bird is not finished, the cunning rabbit is free, and the enemy country is prosperous...... How could the saint not feed me, the eagle dog and lackey? ”

Guo Kan thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, in the past, Han Xin was also bad after killing Xiang Yu." The amount of the saint's instrument will not be inferior to that of Emperor Han Gao, right? ”

……

Whether Chen Dexing's instrument exceeds Liu Bang's remains to be tested by time. However, the troubles he is facing now are no less than that of Emperor Han Gao at the beginning.

Just when Zhu Sijiu led his troops to show his might in the Western Regions. Chen Dexing was entangled in another thing that bothered him - his biological mother came from Tianzhu!

Chen Dexing's biological mother, Chen Xu, is a typical 13th-century Chinese virtuous wife and mother, and has always been Chen Huaiqing's virtuous helper. The relationship with Chen Dexing, his biological son who went out, is not cold, but it is not warm either. The mother and son have not met too many times over the years, and after they met, they said some common words, never talking about state affairs.

But this time, Chen Xu's Wanli visited, but the things mentioned were entangled in family and state affairs.

It turned out that the contradiction between the father and son of the living treasure in Tianzhu Great Britain has intensified. The old man Chen Huaiqing wanted to seal the concubine - in fact, Chen Defang did not object to his father sealing the concubine, but Chen Huaiqing came up with a plan to divide the concubine and make him vomit blood. The whole of Bengal and north of the Ganges River was divided into 20 parts, and the 20 younger brothers of Tran Duc Fong were to be feudalized!

Isn't this cutting Chen Defang's meat? Now in the territory of Tianzhu Great Britain, the fattest ones are Bengal and the Ganges Plain, and now almost all of them are sealed out, leaving only some leftovers for Chen Defang. Then Chen Defang had to go to the turf by himself...... Although Chen Defang thinks that he is very good at fighting, and it is no problem to lay some territory, but he can't bully people like this!

In addition, Chen Huaiqing also came up with a great treasure of the inheritance of the Heavenly Sage Dharma King, saying that the Buddha descended from heaven and wanted to be the leader of Buddhism in the world. And this Buddha who fell from heaven is Chen Huaiqing and Chen Deshi, the son of Dharmabolo.

When Chen Defang heard about this, he blew up Mao at that time - it is not enough to have a god (Chen Dexing) in the family? Why is there another one!? If this Chen Deshi is like Chen Dexing in the future, how will Chen Defang become the king of Great Britain in the future?

If there is no Buddha from heaven, Chen Defang will endure it. Twenty countries are twenty countries, it's a big deal that the old man will find a way to cut the feudal domain after he dies! But now there is a Buddha...... This is a leader for the twenty states! In the future, the twenty countries will not praise this Buddha together? Who will Tianzhu Great Britain listen to when the time comes?

The relationship between the father and son became more and more stiff, and Chen Xu had no choice but to return to Daming all the way and ask Chen Dexing to find a way to mediate.

Beijing, in the Deshou Hall of Daming Palace (the palace of the Empress Dowager Guo Fu'er), Chen Xu frowned, told the contradiction between Chen Huaiqing and Chen Defang's father and son, and sighed after saying a few words.

“…… Now our Chen family can be regarded as a big family, but the family business is big, and there are many things, it seems that it is not as good as the original family and Meimei. ”

"Sister-in-law, where did you come from. Now that the Chen family has the world, what else is difficult to do? Besides, Defang's child has always been a filial son......" Guo Fu'er sat next to Chen Xu's, persuaded softly, and glanced at Chen Dexing.

Chen Dexing seemed to be wandering out of the world, just frowning and not saying a word. Dividing the world and engaging in the Chinese world will definitely be good in the long run. If the Chinese nation wants to occupy the world, it naturally has to shoulder the responsibility of leading the world forward. And to do this, there must be a general environment in which a hundred schools of thought contend and a hundred flowers bloom. If we make the Ming and Qing dynasties in history, find ways to imprison all kinds of ideas, and let the whole history solidify, I am afraid that it will not advance half a step for a thousand years.

Of course, the Ming and Qing dynasties could not become the leaders of the world, nor could they adapt to the era of great voyages and geographical discoveries, so they could only enjoy the national glory for two or three hundred years behind closed doors.

Throughout Chinese history, such an environment was only available in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Most of the various ideas and systems that have influenced China for more than 2,000 years were produced in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a great era in which a hundred schools of thought contended.

And the Chinese world created by Chen Dexing is based on the Western Zhou Dynasty. After the Western Zhou Dynasty, wasn't it the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period?

From this point of view, the contradiction between Chen Huaiqing and Chen Defang's father and son is nothing. It's not a big deal to break up the Great Britain of Tianzhu...... It's convenient for a hundred schools of thought to contend!

If the Ming Dynasty wants to maintain unity and tranquility as much as possible, then it is inevitable to carry out a certain amount of ideological imprisonment. In this way, the empire itself is unlikely to be a birthplace of ideas and innovations. However, as long as the empire itself does not isolate itself, she will be able to absorb the nutrients she needs to continue to progress from overseas Huaxia.

Therefore, it doesn't hurt that Huaxia's overseas feudalism is fragmented at all, and there is nothing wrong with chaos, as long as the face is passable and the number of Huaxia population can continue to grow.

Now that so many countries have been sealed, they can no longer be regarded as counties...... (To be continued.) )