These people were sent back to Datong City by Zhu Chen.

And the corpses of those Mongolian cavalrymen were also disposed of.

It's like no one has been here.

Tens of thousands of cavalry were stationed here, and it was difficult to find out the reason for the sudden absence of more than 100 people.

After all, the base is too small.

After Zhu Chen and the old man returned to Datong City with these people and settled them, the old man immediately started a military discussion.

Liu Sheng, Marquis of Anyuan, Marquis Zheng Heng of Wu'an, and several other generals stood in the big tent and discussed with the old man.

Late at night, the lights were dim, but the map on the table was still clearly visible.

The old man propped his hands on the map, looking at the map, his brows furrowed.

The other generals also stared at the map, and it was difficult to make a choice for a while.

"Marshal, we just came here, and the military horses have not yet been reorganized and rested, if we send troops immediately, will the soldiers not adapt to the water and soil?" An Yuan Hou Liusheng asked.

Wu'an Hou Zhengheng shook his head: "I don't think so, morale is high at this time." ”

Liu Sheng frowned and said, "How do you know that it won't?" Don't try the lives of the soldiers, you will be responsible if something happens. ”

Zheng Heng scolded: "Damn, what do you say?" ”

Liu Sheng said toughly: "Rest for two days, let the soldiers eat and drink first." ”

After that, Liu Sheng looked at Zhu Di and asked Zhu Di's opinion.

Zhu Di glanced at the two of them: "What's the matter, the quarrel is over, is it over?" ”

The two marquis suddenly didn't dare to speak.

Zhu Di took a deep breath: "Within two days, troops must be sent, the news that the army has come to Datong City can't be hidden for a long time, let's come with such fanfare, Wara will soon know." ”

"The soldiers are fast, fight first and then talk."

The old man spoke, and the two generals immediately agreed.

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Chen again: "What do you think?" General Xianwei. ”

This is obviously the old man ridiculing his grandson.

Zhu Chen grinned: "I support the meaning of the big handsome." ”

At this time, it is necessary to send troops first, and then attack Warat.

Liu Rong, the commander of the Shenji Battalion, also said at this time: "Dashuai, let's do it first, we can't wait any longer." ”

Liu Rong was originally a lieutenant, but because of his heart for his grandson, he was promoted to the commander of the Shenji Battalion, and he commanded the entire Shenji Battalion!

Zhu Di bowed: "Then it's decided." ”

"But, there's a fatal problem."

Zhu Chen was surprised: "What fatal problem?" ”

Zhu Di shook his head and looked at his grandson with his waist crossed: "If Da Ming wants to win a big victory, he has to annihilate them all, but they have long legs, right?" It's alive, right? ”

Zhu Chen instantly understood: "Old man, you are afraid that they will escape." ”

Zhu Di's face was solemn and his head was bowed.

The grassland is too big, as far as the eye can see, they can't fight and escape, if it weren't for this, with the majesty and strategy of Ming Chengzu, he would have already gone out to fight and wiped them out.

This is also Zhu Di's helplessness.

If you fight and run, then how can you hit Warat hard and win a big victory?

Zhu Di pointed to a long mountain range on the map and said lightly: "Have you seen this road?" Sending troops around it can cut off the back road of Warat, so that Warat will be blocked in these important military towns. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several generals suddenly focused on this mountain range.

Liu Rong's face changed: "This mountain range is very long, I am afraid it is not easy to get around, and it is now winter!" ”

"yes, it's winter." Zhu Di bowed.

After a pause, Zhu Di said: "But if the soldiers don't climb over, who will block the way of Wara, and will they let Warat escape?" ”

"The weather is cold, it can be overcome, no matter how high and long the mountains are, there will always be a day to finish."

This is the border pass of the Ming Dynasty, not like the south, according to later generations, here is about minus 30 degrees.

In such a cold weather, it is indeed a test of will to go over the mountains and mountains.

It's a chore.

If you don't get it right, if it snows heavily, you may bury them all in the mountains and wipe them out.

Liu Rong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Dashuai, then I'll go!" ”

Anyuan Hou Liusheng gritted his teeth: "I'll go!" ”

Zhu Di waved his hand: "I don't need you, I already have someone in my heart, you go back and wait for the news first." ”

Seeing that the old man had made up his mind, everyone had no choice but to leave.

Only Zhu Chen was left, still standing beside the old man.

"Dashuai, I'll go." Zhu Chen said solemnly.

Zhu Di split his head and covered his face, and the big slap was on his grandson's head, and he scolded with a smile: "It's hard work, it's not your turn." ”

"Let's go back and rest first."

Zhu Chen wanted to say something, but was urged by the old man to launch the big tent.

So, in the big tent, only the old man was left.

The dim candlelight flickered, reflecting the old man's old face, and his gray sideburns.

This year, he is in his fifties.

It is indeed old, and the continuous march for many days has made the old man a little physically exhausted.

But who is the old man, how can he serve the old?

The old man crossed his waist, stared at the map, and suddenly sneered: "You are bullying Yongle to be old, then call you to see if I Yongle is old!" ”

"In this battle, at least it will hurt Wara's vitality, and Warat will cry and call his father."

……

Early the next morning.

Datong City, inside the elegant post house.

The post stations of Daming are all built relatively well, and Datong post stations are no exception.

The old man and the others all lived in the barracks, and only King Zhao, who came first, lay comfortably in the post station, like an old salted fish.

No matter what military affairs the old man was discussing, he didn't care about it, just waiting for the old man's order.

I thought that there would be nothing to do with him in the next two days, but I didn't expect that early this morning, the order came down.

Liu Rong took the old man's message and came to find King Zhao.

After seeing Queen Zhao, Liu Rong arched his hand and said: "King Zhao, the commander has an order, I want you to take 3,000 battalions to climb the mountain range, go around to the rear of Warat, and intercept it." ”

Zhu Gaosui knocked the melon seeds, crossed Erlang's legs, and said lightly: "Bring me the map." ”

Liu Rong immediately placed the map on King Zhao's table, and then pointed to a long mountain range: "This is the mountain range." ”

King Zhao's hand was stunned.

He stared at this mountain range, his face was cloudy: "It's cold winter now, let me take three thousand battalions to climb the ice and snow?" It's a chore, and it's a question of whether you'll be alive or not on a snowy day. ”

Before changing, he may not hesitate to agree, and he is brave and fearless, swearing to the death.

But now, there is an extra grandson by the old man's side, and King Zhao didn't plan to let the old man win this battle.

So, how can he contribute?

What's more, isn't there a grandson next to the old man?

Taisun can wrestle with King Han, it's amazing.

Oh, don't you want to send him and command yourself?

He is his biological grandson, is Lao Tzu not his biological son?

King Zhao was so angry that he spit out the melon seeds on the ground and said in a low voice: "Treat them differently, the old man is really bad." ”

Liu Rong frowned and said, "King Zhao, I can go with you." ”

Although he was unhappy in his heart, King Zhao still smiled and grabbed Liu Rong's hand: "Okay, you go back and tell the old man, I will take three thousand battalions out of the city immediately." ”

Liu Rong looked happy: "Okay, I'll wait for the good news from King Zhao." ”

After that, he hurriedly left Datong Station.

King Zhao's smile gradually converged.

His eyes gradually became gloomy, and he smiled disdainfully: "The old man loves his grandson, but he doesn't love his son, and I don't do the drudgery, so I won't do it." ”

With that, King Zhao walked into the courtyard, grabbed a stone, and threw it on his leg.

Without the slightest hesitation, without dragging the mud and water.

If you smash yourself, you can be ruthless.

After smashing it, King Zhao threw the stone away, with more ruthlessness all over his body, and grinned: "If you want the horses to run, but don't give the horses grass, how can there be such a good thing." ”

"Eldest nephew, this errand is left to you by the third uncle."