Chapter 162: Hero Merlin

Chapter 162 Hero Merlin

Even if the micro-service goes out on patrol, it is a long and cumbersome process for the emperor to go out, and since the cabinet chief assistant Han Ying has agreed, Zhu Youzhen has nothing left to wait.

At this time, Yuan Chonghuan felt that the world in front of him was too big.

The colorful copper mountain is completely different from the mountains of the Central Plains, and there is not a single plant on the bare rocks. Except for a herd of goats standing on a steep rock face licking mineral salt, no one at the foot of the mountain wanted to go near the mountain called Devil's Mountain. And now, he and a thousand new troops have built their base camp in this mountain range.

Originally, he accompanied the emperor in Korea.

Who knows, after receiving the news that Taining, one of the three guards of Wuliang Haduoyan, had sent people to prepare to surrender Manchuria, His Majesty summoned himself as soon as possible.

When he entered the door, he saw His Majesty, who had not frowned for a long time.

"Yuan Datou, come and have a look." When no one is around, his majesty always likes to call himself in the mix.

What he saw was a map drawn by His Majesty's hand, different from what he had seen before, and now it was in the middle of his marching camp.

"The Mongols don't have the courage now, I didn't know things were going so fast." Zhu Youzhen said to Yuan Chonghuan.

There is no way, in the original history, the Golden Family quickly lost its courage and pride after the blood was shed. Under the oppression of Manchuria, they continued to move westward, and gave up to the Manchurians in vain the vast land from the northeast to the north of the Yulin city wall.

On the map, Zhu Youzhen roughly marked the route of the Mongols' westward migration.

"Your Majesty, in this way, isn't the pressure on the front line of Xuanda reduced?" Yuan Chonghuan thinks it's a good thing.

But Zhu Youzhen doesn't think so.

"In the short term, as you said, the pressure on our front line will be reduced. However, if the Manchurians really gained a firm foothold, and the remaining Mongols followed Manchuria with all their hearts, it could be a big disaster at any time. ”

Zhu Youzhen directly drew three red crosses on the map: Da'ankou, Xifengkou and Gubeikou. Then, a thick red line went straight to Jingshi.

"I can't." Speaking of fighting, Yuan Chonghuan still has a certain right to speak.

"Houjin took this route, first, whether he could persuade the Mongolian Karaqin Department to really be the enemy of our Ming Dynasty. Secondly, the grain route is too far, and Houjin has no way to transport the grain here. Without food, Houjin is either a small group of harassment or a bluff. More than 10,000 ministers thought it was impossible. The focus of the Later Jin attack was still General Zhao's Liaodong defensive line. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Youzhen was a little speechless, in the second year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji was assisted by the cavalry of the Mongolian Karaqin Division, almost desperately leading the newly formed elite of the Eight Banners, directly knocking on Da'ankou, breaking through the Ming defenders of Jizhen, and coercing the Ming Jingshi.

"The goal of the Mongols and the Manchurians is the same, if there is no grain this year, they will cooperate, and the possibility of entering the customs to grab grain is still very high. As for logistics and transportation, Huang Taiji showed in his early years that he was a man who did not follow the routine of marching. According to the way the Mongols fought with cattle and sheep, at least there was no need for food until they entered the customs. ”

As for entering the customs, Zhu Youzhen did not say it, everyone knows it.

The Central Plains is dominated by traditional farming, and it is impossible to completely clear the wilderness. You can't just burn the crops and let the peasants in the countryside go to the city just by hearing the news.

"What's more, we can't stand the back and forth. Manchuria attacked Xifengkou, and the imperial court notified Liaodong to send troops to rescue, and the daylilies were cold. Zhu Youzhen was a little worried.

If the Manchurians were to surround the capital once, not to mention the important ministers of the imperial court, even the small people in the market would lose confidence in their Emperor Majesty.

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Yuan Chonghuan asked.

"I want you to go to Mongolia to be a Mongolian herdsman!" After Zhu Youzhen finished speaking, Yuan Chonghuan, who was sitting on the chair, almost fell down.

"Whoa." Zhu You checks the map on the table.

"You bring a team of 2,000 people from the official school, and by the way, take away the 500 teenagers that Wu Niang put in the official academy as an agent. Except for the Houjin and traitors who farmed land for Huang Taiji on the Qingguang grassland. At the same time, it further cracked down on the Mongol princes and helped the poor herdsmen. Kill the rich and help the poor. At least the difficulty of getting the Manchurians into the steppe has changed. ”

Facing an emperor who was ready to rebel, Yuan Chonghuan was very difficult.

"Your Majesty, there are some difficulties in both of these two. The steppe is too big, and a thousand people are put in it, and they can't see it. Not to mention making a little wave. ”

Zhu Youzhen knew that Yuan Chonghuan was still a little afraid of field battles without city defense. Not only Yuan Chonghuan, but it is estimated that there is no general in the entire Ming Dynasty who is not afraid.

"Old Yuan, you still have the idea of leading troops to fight. I told you so............"

At noon, Yuan Chonghuan did not stay in his camp, but sat on a small mountain not far from the camp. He chewed on the fried noodles sent by the imperial court while recalling his conversation with His Majesty the Emperor before he left Korea.

His Majesty talked to himself almost one night, and when it was almost dawn, Yuan Chonghuan packed up the sketches he had recorded and hand-drawn by the emperor, and hurriedly boarded the ship and returned to Daming.

When he arrived in Beijing, Yuan Chonghuan did not enter the city, but went straight to the army academy.

With the will and hand of His Majesty the Emperor, two thousand people will be pulled out from the official school, the Jinyi Guard, and the night guard. Then it went straight out of the Xifeng Pass.

Where, the dozens of merchants, spies and guides that Sun Chuanting had settled had been waiting for them for a long time.

The bronze mask was buckled, leaving behind all the flags and logos related to the Ming Dynasty. These two thousand men were transformed into the largest bandit group in history to rob on orders.

When he came to the grassland, Yuan Chonghuan felt that the sky was high and the birds could fly, and he felt that the plan given to him by His Majesty was still too conservative.

In the first month, he raided the convoy of the prince of Ordos who was about to pay homage to Huangtai Ji, killing a Merlin.

In fact, the method that Zhu Youzhen handed over to Yuan Chonghuan is not new, and it is no different from the repeated peasant rebels in the Central Plains. It's just that at the request of Zhu Youzhen, Yuan Chonghuan's troops did a more disciplined and thorough job.

Their targets were the Mongol princes, the Manchurians in the Mongol tuntian, and the traitors. "Mongolia's pastures and cattle and sheep belong to every Mongolian." Yuan Chonghuan, who named himself Wuyun Qimu Gemerin, spread this sentence for the first time.

Unlike other robbers, they gave every piece of their wealth to the poor Mongols they could see. Three months later, the dark clouds and the Mugmerin have become a legend on the steppe.

How many Mongols got up in the night and found that there were many more horses, cattle and sheep in their pens. Then, they would kneel on the ground with gratitude, thanking the Immortal Heaven and the Dark Cloud Qimugmerin.

The jewels and gold that Yuan Chonghuan had stolen were also distributed to the warriors of the small tribes who followed, and according to the emperor, they wanted to create a large number of representatives among the Mongols who had become rich by robbing the Mongol princes and nobles and the Manchurians.

In just three months, more than 3,000 Mongol warriors were willing to fight with Uyunqimugmerin, and they were coming in an endless stream from different tribes.

Speaking of the dark clouds, there is not a single Mongol prince who does not gnash his teeth, and they have gathered three assemblies to find him and then destroy him.

However, the Dark Cloud Qi Mugmerin is like a legend on the steppe, everyone says that they have seen the Dark Cloud Qi Muge Merin, but no one knows where the Dark Cloud Qi Mugmerin haunts. They organized ten teams of thousands, sent ten warriors under their tents to serve as commanders of thousands, and searched every corner of the steppe, but they did not find these robbers with thousands of knives.

In fact, Yuan Chonghuan and the others have never left the periphery of this copper mountain.

It's not how quickly Yuan Chonghuan and how hidden they are, but the unwillingness of the poor herdsmen who know their whereabouts to denounce. On the contrary, as soon as these people saw the army of the Mongol princes and nobles departing, countless men and children jumped on their horses and galloped to report the enemy situation to Yuan Chonghuan and their station.

Under such circumstances, Yuan Chonghuan could return the 3,000 people he brought out to the official academy and 2,000 people. There are too many people, and it is inconvenient to command.

When they returned to the station in the evening, the herdsmen who had participated in the looting around them went home with their harvest for the day. The huge cavalry force was immediately reduced considerably. This bandit army, mixed with all kinds of people, became a pure Han army, and it was mainly composed of young officers and soldiers.

This is also Yuan Chonghuan's most relaxed time.

He just sat on top of the mountain, looking at the distant and deep starry sky, thinking about his own business.