Shen Peng watched coldly, Fu Youde and Zhu Quan talked to themselves, Lan Yu was such a horizontal person in front of Fu Youde, and he didn't have any right to speak, where was his turn to speak out? Recall what Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, said, according to the father and son of Guolai, the main general of the Yuan army guarding Gyeongju, all of them were killed, and the rest of the Yuan soldiers were all big and coarse, so how did they know the details of the night attack on Gyeongju. Nahachu probably couldn't know the key to Gyeongju's miss, because his caravan sneaked into the city with assassins, and he felt a little relieved, and said to Zhu Quan with a wry smile: "Then please ask Your Highness to let General Chang's brother return the salt, medicine and other goods taken during the day to the villain." Let's go on this trip nominally to do business, how can we win the trust of Nahachu without goods? ”

It turned out that Lan Yu and the Chang Mao brothers saw that Shen Peng's caravan had the materials needed by the army, so they unceremoniously forcibly took some salt, medicine, and took the sheep by the hand, and made some silk, porcelain and other things that they liked.

How did Fu Youde not know about Lan Yu, these virtues of the Chang family brothers, he also frowned and smiled bitterly when he heard this, waved his hand, and said to Lan Yu: "The big thing is important, return everything to him." ”

The military order is like a mountain, although Lan Yu is rebellious, he has to bow down and take the order, and lead Shen Peng out of the handsome tent to get the goods back.

At dawn on the second day, the convoy departed and moved slowly north.

The farther north it went, the colder the weather became, and on this day the convoy slowly marched on the broad plains of eastern Liaodong. Zhu Quan and Xu Ying sat side by side, sitting on an ox cart, and in front of them sat the key figures of the trip.

Zhu Quan looked at the vast and almost endless plains on all sides, and the fertile land on both sides, and said in his heart: Old Fu said that fighting a war is to attack the heart first, and attacking the city is the bottom, and I estimate that the same is true for recruiting such a high-tech thing. It's always good to know yourself and your opponent. Thinking of this, he said to Nai Tingwu with a smile on his face: "You have been an official in the Ming Dynasty for a long time, so you naturally know that we Han people make a living by farming and harvesting, why do you grassland tribes guard such fertile land, unlike us Han people, who grow food to make a living, and prefer to come out and rob the roads everywhere, kill people and set fires?" ”

Nai Thorn Wu already knew at this time that Zhu Quan, the king of Ning in front of him, was a prince whom His Majesty Emperor Hongwu valued a lot, and when he heard his words and ask, he didn't dare to slack off, and after a moment of silence, he smiled bitterly: "The Mongolian tribes of the steppe, like the Xiongnu and Turks in the past, grew up in the grassland, lived by grazing, lived in pursuit of water and grass, and advocated hunting. This is a way of subsistence left over from generations of ancestors for thousands of years, and it cannot be changed in a short period of time, because the tribes under the command of Nahachu, although they occupy the fertile land of Liaodong for thousands of miles, which is extremely suitable for cultivation, it is difficult for them to live by farming and harvesting like the Han people. ”

Zhu Quan nodded when he heard this, and smiled with relief: "It's no wonder, the way of life is indeed difficult to change for a while, I stayed in the Oirat tribe for two days, and I was not used to eating beef and mutton all day." ”

Nai Thorn didn't hear him say this, his heart moved, and he secretly thought: His Royal Highness King Ning's words are very tolerant, and he does not discriminate against and hate our Mongolian tribes. He didn't know that Zhu Quan was from a society where all ethnic groups coexisted peacefully hundreds of years later, and he had not been oppressed by the Yuan Court, so he could look at things from a more objective and onlooker's perspective.

Zhu Quan recalled in his mind that when he was in the Oirat tribe, he saw that the Mongolian tribes below Nasutai, and even Sulan, all advocated force, and couldn't help frowning and asked: "Your steppe tribe advocates force, is it because the tribes of all sizes like to use force to settle disputes?" ”

Nai Thorn Wuyan sighed, and suddenly said helplessly: "The fertility of water and grass on the grassland is not inexhaustible, water and grass are related to the life and death of cattle, sheep and livestock, and it is the top priority to maintain a livelihood, and there is no way to retreat." There is no way to fight each other only by fighting each other, and the tribes with large populations and strong troops occupy the places where the water and grass are abundant. ”

When Zhu Quan heard what he said, his heart suddenly dawned, and he said: "In fact, this aquatic plant is a kind of survival resource that is greatly affected by the season, but it is a limited survival resource, and it is related to life and death, and no one has any reason to talk about it. This may be the same as natural selection in nature and the survival of the fittest. When he said this, he secretly wondered in his heart: In the so-called civilized world in later generations, isn't there often countries fighting to the death for resources? It's just that the resources that the wars fought for in later generations are no longer water weeds, but oil and natural gas.

He was originally a teenager who was not deeply involved in the world, but since he came to this world, he has been in contact with many characters such as Zhu Yuanzhang, Xu Da, Feng Sheng, Fu Youde, and other outstanding political and military talents.

Zhu Quan recalled what he had seen and heard in the Oirat tribe, and suddenly frowned and said: "It seems that the grassland tribe can fight habitually, but it has a lot to do with your living habits. Speaking of this, he paused slightly, turned his head to look at Nai Tingwu and said: "Based on what you have seen in the Ming Dynasty for a long time, what is the difference between our Han culture and your grassland tribes?" ”

Nai Thorn Wu frowned and pondered for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "The villain used to be a subordinate general of General Guantong, a henchman of Naha Chu, and later after serving as a civil official in the Ming Dynasty, he had a good understanding of Han books. ”

Zhu Quan's eyes flashed, he looked at Nai Tingwu, and said lightly: "Your Mongolian tribe, in fact, is like some ethnic groups in later generations with relatively harsh natural environments, and the biggest advantage is that they have a strong sense of crisis and are more enterprising. Our habit is to live and work in peace and contentment, live quietly on our own land and homeland, advocate being kind to others, and will not beat others unless they come to provoke us. ”

Nai Thorn couldn't help but nod his head when he heard this, and said in his heart: This highness looks at things quite differently.

Xu Ying listened to what the two of them said, and couldn't help but say softly: "Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, can be regarded as the founder of the country who can fight and has great martial arts, but in his "Song of the Great Wind", he still sings like this, "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet." The word "hometown" shows the importance of homeland in our Han culture, and the word "Shou" shows that we don't like to go around for no reason and bully others everywhere. ”

Zhu Quan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard her explanation, and said: It's a pity that in the face of those aggressive nations, our "benevolence and righteousness" and "salute first and then soldier" are regarded as cowardly and fearful, weak and bullied. The emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty favored a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, but he liked to "guard" too much, and he was so humiliated that he gave up the world to the Mongols. The thief of Mobei Yuan Court is not dead, our Ming Dynasty has to take advantage of the elite soldiers and fierce generals and the military strength is in its prime, take the initiative to attack, uproot this henchman and completely eradicate it. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but have a cold light in my eyes, and I strengthened my determination to make this trip, that is, to try my best to take Nahachu without blood, preserve the strength of the army, and go on an expedition to Mobei as soon as possible, so as to sweep away the elbows and armpits of the Ming Dynasty.

Nai Thorn saw that his expression was very gentle, but at this time, he became quite calm, secretly frightened, and did not dare to talk again.

After more than ten days of continuous travel, the weather became colder and colder. Shen Peng came to Zhu Quan's side, pointed to a mountainous area dozens of miles away due north, and said softly: "After dozens of miles, we will enter the territory of "Tainingwei". The leader of the Tainingwei is called Azashri, and he is currently the most powerful of the three guards. "Just because of the special identity of Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, he is under Shen Peng in public, and he does not call him His Royal Highness.

Zhu Quan nodded, turned his head to look at the endless mountains in the east, as if reaching the sky, only to see the dense primeval deep forest covered in silver, and secretly thought in his heart: Look at this mountain, it should be the Great Xing'an Mountains area.

Dozens of miles away, in an open field sheltered from the wind between the two mountains, the camp tents are continuous, and more than 100,000 horses are stationed, which is the Liaodong Yuan army under the command of Nahachu.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the charcoal fire is blazing, warm as spring, and you can't feel the cold wind like a sword outside the tent.

Several Mongolian generals stood behind Nahachu, it was the Zuo general Guantong, as well as the head of the "Uliangha" Sanwei, and the chief general of the Mobei Yuan army, the commander of the Wanfu Hailanda.

After Gyeongju fell into the hands of the Ming army, everyone's hearts were heavy, Nahachu had a calm face, and asked the Guan Tong beside him: "Is there any news of the Ming army in the scouts recently?" ”

Guan Tong shook his head slightly and said, "The scouts sent by the subordinates are hundreds of miles away, and there is no trace of the Ming army so far. ”

Nahachu's heart sank, and he thought: If Feng Sheng's troops advance quickly and his troops are scattered, relying on our familiarity with the terrain of Jinshan, we can still fight with him. There's no trace of him yet, so I wonder what the hell he's up to? Seeing that the faces of all his subordinates were not very good-looking, he knew that the loss of Gyeongju would greatly damage the morale of the generals, so he smiled and said: "The longer the time drags on, the more beneficial it is for us, his army is close to 200,000, and the grain and grass consumed in one day is huge. ”

When the generals heard this, they also nodded one after another, and they all thought in their hearts: Although the army of the Ming Dynasty is not as good as our cavalry, there are hundreds of thousands of foot soldiers with firearms, artillery, crossbow arrows, and other powerful things, as well as the fifty or sixty thousand cavalry under the command of Fu Youde.

This book was first published.

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