Months of time.

The Northern Expedition launched by the Ming Dynasty with the strength of the country did not take place a large-scale decisive battle from beginning to end.

The imperial court has countless money and grain, but it has to be continuously supplied to Jiubian from all over the country.

In this regard, some unfriendly voices have gradually been voiced in the DPRK and China.

People began to think deeply about what this nationwide war could bring to the empire.

Tie Xuan, who is far away from Jingshi and has made up his mind to be a lonely minister, has become a core figure of slander and dissatisfaction for a while.

With the strength of the whole country, the imperial court raised a three-way army and sent three princes to lead the troops to make a detour. Countless meritorious generals and elite soldiers went out to the north of the Great Wall.

No one dared to imagine what the empire would be like tomorrow if all these people were lost to the steppe.

The people in Yingtian City couldn't think of it and didn't dare to think about it.

But Zhu Yunxi knows very well what the situation of the Ming Dynasty would be if all the soldiers and horses outside the Great Wall were lost now, and he knew it well, and there was history to learn from it.

But.

The military intentions of this northern expedition have gradually achieved results.

The former detour north of the steppe was used to expel Lan Yu, Fu Youde, and Feng Sheng, the Duke of Liang, Fu Youde, and Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, who were squeezing the Tatars' survival and strategic space, even if there was no large-scale contact battle with the Tatars.

However, the cavalry that came out of these three ways did indeed play the role of blocking the living space of the Tatars in a sense.

The Western Route Army, with more than 100,000 troops, is now also moving rapidly in the direction of Kulan and Helin, in order to completely divide the grassland, and move forward to suppress the Warat people in the west.

The Eastern Route Army, led by Zhu Di, the king of Yan, had also withdrawn from the Troubled River Valley, giving way for the Tatars to enter Liaodong eastward.

The Middle Route Army adhered to the minimum, reversed direction on the grassland, and moved horizontally to Liaodong.

In the distant Liaodong and Northeast Nuergan regions, the Liaodong Metropolitan Division had long been preparing for battle, just waiting for the Tatars to crash headlong into the iron wall laid by the Liaodong Metropolitan Division.

For a time on the grassland, countless Ming army scouts galloped.

In the past and present, the scouts of the Ming Dynasty rode on the grassland with an absolutely high-spirited attitude and the identity of the master, and walked unhindered.

The military information of the various armies is constantly summarized within the Great Wall.

The entire Great Wall and beyond, were in operation for the final battle.

Even Daqingcheng, which is still unknown when it will be built at the foot of Daqing Mountain, is also supplying part of the military supplies for the army in Shanbei.

Lan Yu had one more thought recently.

Or rather, ideas.

He hoped that one day in the future, Daming would be able to build that new type of railway into the grassland.

"Holy shit, Lao Tzu's mouth is full of fucking grass now!"

Lan Yu was still riding his divine horse, but his face was full of disgust, and he spat heavily on the grass.

Around him, the most elite cavalry of the Ming Dynasty set off a wave on the grassland like a wave.

Direction: Northeast region of the lower reaches of the Nan River.

"General, according to the signal left by the Eastern Route Army, we should be able to meet them at noon tomorrow."

The lieutenant rode his horse and rushed over from the back of the group, clenched his fists, and bowed back to Lan Yu.

Lan Yu looked scolding, baring his teeth and scolding: "Tomorrow tomorrow, tomorrow tomorrow, tomorrow there are so many fucking people, if Lao Tzu can't see King Yan's East Route Army tomorrow, I'll cut off your head on a son of a bitch!" ”

The deputy general had relatives on his face, smiled innocently, and immediately lowered his head.

This is the Da Ming Liang Guogong they are familiar with.

Lan Yu cursed for a while, then looked at the sky and waved at the leeward bend of the river where she was heading.

"Tell the whole army, sleep there tonight, recuperate enough, and close your eyes to Lao Tzu if you can't sleep. Tomorrow I will boil all the meat and eat and drink to my heart's content.

If we don't go to make peace with the Eastern Route Army, you will follow Lao Tzu and stab the Tatars in the asshole from behind! ”

Cavalry should be brave and charge all the way.

If you don't kill the enemy through a few rounds, you can't be considered to be able to ride a horse.

Lan Yu's face was murderous.

And the lieutenant general said all the filthy words to Lan Yu, but he had a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, the general has already ordered the soldiers to start eating more dried meat today."

Fighting a war is a very physically demanding thing, and it cannot be withstood by one meal or two meals.

Starting from Datong City, the whole army ran all the way to Beihai, and chased to the northeast non-stop, and the soldiers were already miserable, not to mention that their bodies and bones were compared to when they just set off from Datong City.

Sapphire was noncommittal.

He was only responsible for leading the troops to kill the enemy, and the idle affairs in the army were always handled by the adjutant general.

The military order was quickly communicated.

Tomorrow, the whole army will open up to eat meat, and immediately the eyes of the tired and crumbling officers and soldiers sitting on horseback will brighten, and the horsewhips in their hands will be whipped harder.

The speed of the entire team was raised in an instant.

And the entire grassland has to rush to the northeast region of the past.

Because of the obstruction of the Great Khing'an Mountains and the Small Khing'an Mountains, the fertile land in the Nuergan region in the northeast has been created.

And to the north of the Great Khing'an Mountains.

The snow and rain that flows down the mountains create a different kind of grassland style.

Hulun Lake, located in the Hairaer area, has become a rare perennial water storage lake in the eastern part of the grassland because of its low-lying terrain.

Follow the lake face upwards and trace upstream.

At the confluence of the Hailar River and the Yimin River, it has been transformed from a small grassland tribe gathering place into a huge military camp.

The camp of the barracks is easy to tell.

The Daming dragon flags fluttered in the wind, highlighting the identity of the new owner here.

The camp is made of local materials, and the trees that have grown in the surrounding mountains and forests for countless years are the best construction materials.

Countless iron horsemen rushed out of the camp and swept towards the grassland ahead.

Downstream of the two rivers is a small camp surrounded by clusters.

This camp brought together the entire northeastern Nuergan region, and the Jianzhou Jurchens, Haixi Jurchens, and the people of the forest who were recruited by the Ming Dynasty.

Xie Ba, the commander of the Liaodong Metropolitan Division, was standing on a high ground outside the camp.

It is said to be a high ground, but in fact, a large huge stone is buried deep in the ground, and the surface has been exposed to wind and sun for thousands of years, coupled with the impact of the water, and turned into soft soil.

It is precisely because of this that the grass on this land grows very short.

So much so that Xie Ba only needs to gently crush the soles of his feet to grind out the hard stones under the soil.

"It's going to be even more fertile next year."

Xie Ba said calmly.

Behind him, the generals of the Liaodong Prefecture laughed one after another.

There is nothing wrong with what the commander said.

Next year, the land will be more fertile, and the pastures will grow more lush pastures.

Because here countless people are about to shed their blood to nourish this soil.

In order to escape from the steppe to the northeast Nuergan and the Liaodong region, in order to avoid the Ming army's forts and defense lines in Liaodong, they had to cross the Great Khing'an Mountains from here to enter the northeast region.

This is the burial ground that the Ming Dynasty chose for the Tatars.

"Ordered the whole army to have three glasses of wine tonight, and no limit on meat. In addition, wine and meat are rewarded in the conscription departments. Tomorrow, the various units will be the vanguard, the firearms battalion will supervise the battle, and the horse battalion will be deployed on both sides of the Hailar River and the Yimin River. ”

Xie Ba withdrew his gaze from the view of the place.

When the Ming Dynasty wiped out the Tatars and Warats on the grassland, there will be countless times to step on the grassland and enjoy the scenery in the future.

……

The earth trembled.

After the beginning of spring, the grass that grows luxuriantly is trampled back into the soil in its entirety.

A golden iron horse, countless battle flags cut through the sky and white clouds.

Zhu Yunwen is taking the hundred households under his command to open the way for the Chinese army in the rear as a subordinate of the forward battalion of the Central Route Army.

As the youngest officer and soldier in the Hundred Households, Xiao Si naturally became the person who followed Zhu Yunwen, the official of the Hundred Households.

Xiao Si rode his horse and rushed back from the front.

With a smile on his face, he didn't realize in the slightest that a big war was about to take place.

"Hundred households!"

"There is news ahead, the Tatars are a hundred miles to the north, and they are heading towards Khair."

Zhu Yunwen tightened the reins in his hand and slowed down the speed of the war horse under him.

He looked at Xiao Si, who had already inquired about the good news and rushed to the little four who had just stopped in front of him, and said: "Report to the Chinese army, tomorrow our army will arrive at Hairaer and form a siege of the Tatars." ”

Xiao Si, who had been running on a horse for most of the day on the vast grassland, had not yet taken a sip of water or changed his breath, so he immediately took the order and continued to ride his horse to the Chinese army behind.

Zhu Yunwen squinted his eyes and looked at the vast grassland ahead.

The Tatars were not yet seen.

But he understood that the Tatars were ahead.

However, the distance of 100 miles is only a distance of morning and evening on the grassland.

He glanced back behind him.

Large forces of the forward battalion were out of sight.

There was nothing in front of him, and there was nothing behind him.

This is what Zhu Yunwen asked to do after he was assigned to the Middle Route Army.

Become a member of the Forward Battalion, and then become the one who opens the way in the Forward Battalion.

Since he can't be the one who controls this northern expedition, then he will be the one who rushes to the forefront of this war.

This is today's Zhu Yunwen.

After continuing to march forward for dozens of miles, the team finally found a suitable campsite.

Zhu Yunwen stopped his horse and raised his arm: "Let's stop here today, make a mark, bury the pot to cook, and after eating, we will continue to hurry." ”

The officers and men of the 100 Households Brigade had no objection.

This is what you should do as a striker battalion.

Never join up with the forward battalion behind, only look for a suitable camp for the day in front, and then continue on the road.

The officers and men moved quickly.

As the forward part of the forward battalion, they had a heavy task, burying the pot to cook, and the food was still in their throats, so they had to continue to ride their horses.

Although hard.

But even if they don't fight the Tatars later, the credit that belongs to them is already a sure thing, and no one can change this.

When the aroma of food had just wafted on the grassland, Zhu Yunwen had already left this camp with people selected for the rear army.

The dark curtain gradually loomed over the grassland.

In the pure sky, countless stars are twinkling, shining the softest light on the world.

However, tonight is also destined to be impossible to calm down.

Hundreds of thousands of people are running around the steppe.

Zhu Shangbing snorted.

Rushing overnight is too proud.

The war horse under him also began to show impatience, so that his butt hurt more and more.

However, Zhu Shangbing did not dare to stop at all.

Behind him, Zhu Di, who had fled east from under his nose because of his withdrawal from the Troubled River, was smashing into the Tatar court from the north with a large army with endless anger.

On that day, the fourth uncle leaned on the telescope and watched from afar as the Tatar royal court went east from his eyes.

Zhu Shangbing saw it clearly, at that moment, the fourth uncle wanted to give an order several times, and the entire Eastern Route Army pressed up.

It's just that in the end, the fourth uncle still held back.

It's not just the fourth uncle.

Zhu Shangbing also knew that the entire Eastern Route Army, which was stopped by himself at the most critical time, was holding his breath and enduring that anger.

I walked slowly.

He swore that he would be the first unlucky guy to have an arrow in his back since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

Syllable!

Zhu Shangbing gritted his teeth, waved his whip and whipped the war horse heavily.

Even how much he cared for the war horse in the past, he didn't dare to slow down his speed at this time.

For a while.

Zhu Shangbing didn't dare to slow down at all.

The officers and soldiers who followed him from Daqingcheng also did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

These days, anyone who sees the Eastern Route Army can see a burst of murderous aura in the eyes of those guys.

A bunch of bastards.

The military order for the Eastern Route Army to withdraw from the Trouble River was not given by them, and they did not follow Qin Shizi to pass the order.

The eggs of the Eastern Route Army were just holding back on the grassland for too long, and the fire began to rise under the crotch of their pants.

Wind.

The sound of horses' hooves.

Hissing.

Hah.

Countless voices mingled.

In the dark grassland, it sounded for a long, long time.

"It's lit."

"It's lit!"

Suddenly, the cavalry in front turned around and shouted.

The officers and soldiers who were riding horses with their heads bowed in order to avoid the wind raised their heads one after another.

"It's dawn!"

The whole group shouted.

Zhu Shangbing raised his head with some difficulty.

I saw a brilliant light on the eastern horizon.

Then, the colors began to change.

The long sound of the horn seems to come from ancient prehistory.

Passed through the ancient history of the entire Central Plains, crossed the mountains and rivers, and came to this vast grassland.

The drums of war began to sound.

Gradually, people found that their heartbeats began to sound at the same frequency as the war drums.

A huge dragon flag, which seemed to cover the entire sky, fluttered in the wind under the rising sun.

Zhu Shangbing rode to the front of the team.

Ran up the hillside.

At the bottom of the hillside is a huge campsite.

The Tatar royal court, who had fled all the way from the steppe, was here.

Countless cattle and sheep, countless simple yurts.

There were also countless war horses and Tatar warriors.

Before Zhu Shangbing could react, there were already soldiers of the Eastern Route Army in the corner of his sight, detouring the slope and killing the Tatars who were about to give a warning.

Down the slope, farther to the east.

The drums of war grew more and more intense.

"All the troops are attacking!"

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