It's already dark. CaiHongenXuereshuge.

The Ming army Qianhu who was responsible for guarding the pass was pacing back and forth anxiously from the heart, and suddenly there was a loud boom in his ears, and he was shocked by surprise. Speaking of this, he turned his head to Lan Yu under the city and smiled, "Master Hou, my family lives in Xifeng City, two miles away, how about you wait for a while?" Seeing that Lan Yu sneered and was silent, he couldn't help but have the courage to say coldly, "Master Hou, if you want to rush through the level like this again, you will have to order the arrow to be released." Speaking of this, the voice couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Lan Yu heard that the other party dared to threaten himself, and couldn't help but be angry, his legs were slightly clamped, and the red horse took a few steps forward, turning a blind eye to the guards who were holding a bow and arrows at the head of the city, and raised the horsewhip in his hand to point at the thousand households at the head of the city and shouted, "You have a kind of shooting Lan to death in the city, if not, wait for Ben Shuai to enter the customs and then clean you up." Speaking of this, he turned around and scolded Wang Erhu and other subordinates.

Wang Erhu and the other pro-army saw that the head of the city was tense, as if facing a great enemy, they were a little hesitant, but at this time, they saw the commander Lan Yu standing on the side of the horse, and they no longer had the slightest fear. The military camp of thousands of troops and horses in the Northern Yuan Dynasty has still leveled us in one fell swoop, but what can we do about this iron and bronze wall in front of us? Everyone shouted unscrupulously, and rushed forward from more than twenty paces away with heavy bumping wood.

Seeing that Lan Yu and a group of arrogant soldiers and fierce generals under him were so bold, their palms were full of cold sweat, but they still didn't dare to wave their hands and order the arrows.

When Song Zhong, the commander of the town guarding the Xifeng Pass, led his men and horses to arrive, he only heard a noisy shouting and scolding, and saw a group of Ming soldiers with torches rushing into the pass, and he couldn't help frowning, he naturally recognized that under the torch, the person wearing armor was the famous Yongchang Marquis Lanyu.

Wang Erhu carried the heavy bumper wood for a long time, and then he slammed the door shut, angrily grabbed a guard in the world, split his head and covered his face is a hard beating, and after spitting heavily in his mouth, he scolded angrily, "Grandson, the old brothers swallow the wind and snow, go to the desert to chase and kill the Tartars, you wait here to drink and eat meat, but you don't accept it, aren't you looking for a fight?" ”

Lan Yu rode his horse and rushed to the point that he couldn't get up for a while, and then he rode his horse proudly, ignoring Song Zhong, the commander who led the army to arrive, and led his three thousand wolf-like Ming soldiers into Xifeng Pass.

Dingyuan Marquis Wang Bi and Jinyi Wei knew that Jiang Xian led people in the rear team to take care of the high-ranking officials of the Northern Yuan royal family, until they heard the noise in front of them, and they did not arrive until they closed the door and broke the rear, although they knew that this matter was only afraid that it would be difficult to be good, and when they saw Song Zhongtie blushing and did not say a word, they had to sigh a long sigh and silently lead the army into the city.

When Zhu Di, the king of Yan, entered the city, he looked at the blue jade in the distance, and Zhu Quan, who was walking on the side of the countermeasure, chuckled, "Only such arrogant soldiers and fierce generals can step on the golden tent and sweep away the Northern Yuan." ”

When Zhu Quan heard this, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, although Zhu Laosi smiled a little ill-intentionedly, what he said was not unreasonable. It is precisely because of the indomitable force in Lan Yu's bones that the 150,000 Northern Expedition army can go deep into the desert alone and decide the outcome of the first battle, and it is also because of his innate fearlessness that he will do such a taboo as the old man Zhu today.

Three days later, in the imperial study of the Wuying Hall in the Forbidden City, the chief eunuch Xue Jing was cautious, leaning over to clean up the mess, and glanced at the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang who was standing solemnly by the window in the distance, and he couldn't help but feel worried. The reason why he walked on thin ice like this was because His Majesty the Emperor was so angry tonight that he couldn't help but be moved with joy after reading a report; After reading the second report, Tie Qing smashed a teacup to pieces; When he had to clean up the broken porcelain, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly became angry and overturned the desk, almost smashing his head and bleeding.

Looking at the Forbidden City in the dark, Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was also uncertain. The reason why he dropped the teacup today was because of the second secret report from Cao Wenbin, the same acquaintance of Jinyiwei, telling about the suicide of Concubine Shu, the concubine of the Northern Yuan Emperor. Since the end of the Yuan Dynasty, when he supported the army and became self-reliant, many of the soldiers and soldiers under his command who committed indiscriminate killing of the common people and adultery were given beheading orders. The general Hu Dahai led his army to fight outside, and his son was beheaded for disobeying his military order because he made wine from grain. If the death of the insignificant concubine of the Northern Yuan Emperor made him angry, the third report from Song Zhong, the commander of Xifengkou, made the founding emperor extremely angry. Leading an army to attack the pass is no different from committing chaos.

Zhu Yuanzhang suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and walked back to Xue Jing's neatly packed desk, found the first good news from Lan Yu's own handwriting, and read it word by word.

After he read the good news three times, he let out a long breath, and his heart was a little more relaxed. It turned out that this good news told that when Lan Yu led the army to return south, he broke through the army of the Northern Yuan Prime Minister Harazhang, killed more than 12,000 Northern Yuan generals below Harazhang, and captured more than 15,000 Yuan troops. What's even more gratifying is that he obtained the head of the Northern Yuan Emperor Togus Timur and his son Tianbaonu who escaped. Since then, there has been no justifiable barbarian emperor of the golden family of the Yuan Dynasty on the grassland.

This good news reminded Zhu Yuanzhang of such a scene. One night decades ago, it was in the dilapidated Huangjue Temple, a young monk in a robe traveled all over the country, witnessed the starvation all over the wilderness, and many Han people returned to Huaibei after changing their children and eating miserably, and received a letter from Tang He asking him to go to Guo Ziyi to join the Red Turban Army. At that time, he held a broom and beat the Buddha statue who ignored the suffering of the people in the world but was still indifferent, and made a poisonous oath, that is, he would destroy the Yuan Dynasty for the rest of his life. And today, the Yuan Dynasty was swept away, and the barbarian was awarded the head, and it was the Yongchang Hou Lanyu who was above the top and unscrupulous. Perhaps for his loyalty to the crown prince Zhu Biao, and for him to go deep into the desert to destroy the elite Yuan army of the Northern Yuan King Baobao, he should give him a chance.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang walked slowly to the desk, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote one stroke at a time that the Marquis of Yongchang Lanyu stepped on the golden tent and swept away the Northern Yuan. The first war made the barbarians confer the head, the merit was in the community, and the special seal of the Liang State was ....... Writing this, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help frowning slightly, not very satisfied, and changed a piece of paper to write again that Yongchang Hou Lanyu stepped on the golden tent and swept away the Northern Yuan. In the first war, the barbarians were awarded the head, and the merit was in the community, and the Duke of Liangguo was specially sealed...... While writing in his hand, he secretly thought to himself that this sweeping away Northern Yuan, the hot General Lan, should also be cool.

At night on this day, Zhu Quan led Jing Jun and others to finally return to Yingtian's own palace, looking at the lantern fluttering in the wind, a slender figure stood solemnly, and a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart, and his mind suddenly recalled that when he passed by Xifengkou, he couldn't help but tremble his heartstrings, and secretly thought that it felt good to go home alive.

At three o'clock on the second day, on both sides of the street where Yingtian City leads directly to the Forbidden Imperial City, although there are Ming soldiers and soldiers, it is still crowded and crowded.

Liang Guogong Lanyu sat on the jujube red horse, proudly led the team forward, saw on both sides of the street, countless Han people or fingers of the Northern Yuan captives scolded, or tears and bowed to the ground, burning incense and praying to themselves, the heart was like drinking alcohol, slightly drunk, couldn't help but restrain the war horse, slowed down the pace of progress, secretly thought to himself Today I want you to remember, stepping on the golden horde, it is not others who beat the Yuan Dynasty, it is my blue jade.

Zhu Quan rode slowly on the "dark clouds and covered snow", looking at the countless Han people who were surging in the crowd, as well as those high-ranking officials of the Northern Yuan royal family who walked on the street with their heads down, tame as sheep, and frightened as rabbits, they couldn't help themselves under the agitation in their chests, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, secretly thinking to themselves that only Han people who lived under the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty and whose ancestors were discriminated against as fourth-class people can experience what a pleasant feeling it is to raise their eyebrows today.

In front of the Fengtian Hall of the Forbidden City, hundreds of civil and military officials stood on both sides, and Zhu Yuanzhang, who was wearing a dragon robe, stood solemnly with his hands, quietly staring at the blue jade and his party from far to near, slowly approaching.

The crown prince Zhu Biao, who was standing behind Zhu Yuanzhang, saw Lan Yu riding his horse proudly, and did not dismount until he was under the stairs of dozens of steps, and couldn't help frowning secretly. It turned out that the Chinese military officials of the Forbidden City had to walk and were not allowed to ride horses and sit in a sedan chair. Today, on top of this grand ceremony of sacrificing prisoners, although the emperor specially allowed Lan Yu to ride a horse into the palace, Liang Guogong's move was a bit arrogant.

In the Fengtian Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the second son of Togus Timur, who was like ashes, but still stubbornly did not kneel.

It turned out that Xue Jing read his holy decree loudly, asking these Northern Yuan royal families and high-ranking officials to kneel down and listen to the seal, but these Tartars actually listened to it and did not listen to it.

"Loyal ministers and righteous men are respectable, that is, if you are willing to be loyal ministers of the Yuan Dynasty, I will give you this opportunity." Speaking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and looked at Jiang Xian, and said coldly: "Jinyiwei commands the envoy to receive the order." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Xian hurriedly stepped out of the queue and knelt down to receive the order.

Zhu Yuanzhang handed the long sword in his hand to Jiang Xian, and said lightly, "I order you to hold this sword and stand outside the palace. Saying this, a killing intent surged in his heart, and he secretly thought that the Yuan Dynasty had been wiped out, and these barbarian remnants must bow down to me today.

After Jiang Xian took the long sword with both hands, he sneered slightly in his heart and walked out of the hall quickly.

There was silence in the main hall, and Jiang Xian, who was outside the hall, recalled the frightened look on the face of the high-ranking official of the Northern Yuan Imperial Family who had just fallen into his eyes, and he was extremely happy in his heart. When he couldn't help but slowly pull out the three-foot long sword in his hand a few inches, and his fingers touched the cold and sharp blade, his mind suddenly recalled some past events a long time ago, when he was only a teenager, and his father was imprisoned in the prison of the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the marshal of the Red Turban Army handed himself half a cold and hard steamed bun, and today's His Majesty gave himself this sword of revenge.

The heartstrings fluttered, and the sharp blade had already cut through the index finger. Jiang Xian was unconscious, recalling that the young man who swore revenge in the past burned all the books that he regarded as his life in front of his father's grave, and secretly prayed in his heart that these relatives of the Tartar Emperor, high-ranking officials and important ministers could stiffen their necks and come out. Let these three-foot Qingfeng be able to drink their neck blood.

Although there were hundreds of people standing in the main hall, they were still silent. The civil officials of the Northern Yuan Dynasty were headed by the Prime Minister Lost Liemen, and the military attachés were headed by Wang Baobao's younger brother Timur. The two of them stared at the land security slave in front of them, looking at the mocking and contemptuous expressions of the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty around them, and they were also ashamed to die in their hearts, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The so-called eternal hardship is the only death, after all, the earth security slave is only a teenager of more than ten years old, in this case, his knees will inevitably weaken, and he finally falls to the ground.

The high-ranking officials of the Northern Yuan royal family saw that the sons of Togus Timur had already succumbed, so what was the point of holding on by themselves?

The Northern Yuan Prime Minister had already made up his mind to return to Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty along the way, and after squinting at Timur, who was beating his chest, he secretly cursed in his stomach and pretended to be disgusting. If you follow His Majesty and become a loyal minister, the old man will still respect you for three points, but unfortunately you can't do it.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was standing solemnly, saw that none of these high-ranking officials of the Northern Yuan royal family dared to be strong anymore, and he was extremely happy in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, heard Xue Jing's loud announcement in his ears, canonizing the royal family and officials of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. I couldn't help but sigh secretly, and suddenly recalled in my mind a story that was widely circulated among the people and spread to the gods, this story is about the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was walking on the street one day after dressing up in disguise, and saw a painting of a woman holding a winter melon in her arms, and couldn't help but be angry, thinking that this painting secretly ridiculed his wife Queen Ma as a big foot, and ordered to kill the whole family of the person who painted this painting. You must know that this Hongwu Emperor can be said to have been ruined by the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty, if this absurd story is true, then these children of the captured Yuan Dynasty Emperor, wouldn't his subordinates be killed by him today? Broken bones and ashes?

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