Chapter 211: Blood Hate for the Ancestors, Revenge for the Race! This is the foundation of being a human being.
Sailing at sea is very boring.
Zhu Zhangui has adapted to this lonely life and has no feelings.
Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, who went to sea for the first time, fell into boredom and irritability after the excitement of the first sea voyage.
What made the three of them even more unbearable was the phenomenon of seasickness.
Zhu Zhanji may be a little better because he is young and strong.
Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, two children who grew up in the north, were a miserable landslide.
It was so dark that I didn't eat for days.
Zhu Zhangui, who couldn't stand the smell, separated directly from the three of them and went to another ship full of goods.
On the splint, Zhu Zhangui was lying on the recliner, enjoying the sun bathing while enjoying the massage and fruit feeding by the maid next to him.
This time he came out and brought two maids, namely the three treasures who tried his aunt's towel at the beginning, (not Zheng He!) and her sister Babao.
There can be no female rolls in the army, this is an old rule, and the old man is also very strict about this.
If it weren't for etiquette, when the old man first came out, he wouldn't even bring the palace maid.
The reason why Zhu Zhangui took these two sisters with him was because the two of them were princesses of the Sultanate of Bangladesh.
When he first went to sea with Zheng He, the fleet also reached the Sultanate of Bangladesh.
At this time, the Sultanate was not like the dirty, messy, overpopulated, and impoverished appearance of later generations.
As the largest free international trade port, the Sultanate of Bangladesh can be said to be rich in oil.
In 14th century Bengal, the environment and climate can be said to be so good that people are envious and jealous to the point of madness.
The land and climate here can sprout and grow with just a seed thrown in your hand.
At that time, Zhu Zhangui wanted to grab it fiercely.
According to his estimates, this place alone can bring him an income of forty or fifty million taels.
But his idea was stopped by Zheng He.
The Sultanate can be said to be very respectful to the big country of Daming.
On the day the fleet arrived, they were warmly received, and the accommodation and food treatment was the best.
The palace got the news, and even sent the eldest prince to invite Zhu Zhangui and Zheng He to the palace as guests.
When the two arrived at the palace, the king led the whole family out to greet them, and a grand welcome banquet was held in the evening.
When he was resting, the king also sent his two daughters to Zhu Zhangui's room to serve Zhu Zhangui.
With this kind of super high reception treatment, Zhu Zhangui is embarrassed to rob it even if he is thick-skinned.
When leaving, the king gave his two daughters to Zhu Zhangui, wanting to exchange the two daughters for the friendship of the Ming Dynasty.
At the same time, he also gave a lot of gifts, and even sent his son to follow the fleet to meet the old man to express the friendship between the two countries.
This time, the road was to be borrowed to the Sultanate of Bengal, and Zhu Zhangui brought the two maids out.
He wanted to use the relationship between the two daughters to see if he could take the Sultanate of Bengal without war.
As for the way.
Hehe.
Zhu Zhangui still believes that the road is in his own hands, and it is safer.
In order to successfully convince the king of the Sultanate of Bengal, Zhu Zhangui accepted the two daughters on the ship and gave them the status of talents.
became a woman who became Zhu Zhangui, and the two daughters who originally relied on Zhu Zhangui were even more towards Zhu Zhangui.
As for Zhu Zhangui's idea of asking the two of them to persuade their father to join the Ming Dynasty.
The two women also raised their hands in approval.
In the past few years of living in Daming, they have thoroughly understood the strength of Daming.
Now the Three Kingdoms next door are about to be taken down by the Ming Dynasty.
If the Sultanate of Bangladesh does not speed up its refuge and will be surrounded by the territory of the Ming Dynasty in the future, and the port will be blocked by the Ming navy, then the life of the Sultanate of Bangladesh will not be easy.
As the so-called icing on the cake is easy, it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, and now is the best time to take refuge in the Ming Dynasty.
With the geographical location of the Sultanate of Bengal, if his father chooses to surrender, it will be no problem to get the title of a duke.
Sambo's gentle massage made Zhu Zhangui squint his eyes comfortably.
"After you go back, you don't have to be in a hurry to talk about the surrender, and I will mention it when I arrive at the port with the army."
"When the time comes, under external pressure and your persuasion, I believe that your father will make the right choice."
The two girls nodded obediently.
Sambo pursed his lips and hesitated in confirmation.
"Your Highness, you won't hurt my father, will you!"
Feeling the beauty massage, the hands were a little nervous, and Zhu Zhangui patted his white and tender little hands with a smile.
"Don't worry, for the sake of you serving me for so long, even if they resist, I will ensure their safety and let them live the rest of their lives in peace and prosperity!"
The two girls breathed a sigh of relief, and the royal sister Sanbao gratefully hugged Zhu Zhangui's neck and incense it fiercely.
After months of sea voyages, the fleet finally reached the Indian Sea.
Zhu Zhangui divided the two warships and asked Hu Yu to lead a group of guards to protect the two daughters to go back to the province.
When her own woman goes back to her parents' house, the specifications are naturally higher, otherwise her mother's family will feel that her daughter is not valued at her mother-in-law's house.
Of course, the more important purpose is to let Hu Yu and others find out the current situation of the Sultanate of Bangladesh.
Like what kind of military deployment, all kinds of important fortresses and fortresses, you must also understand.
It's one thing to fight or not, it's another thing to know whether you know.
The fleet first docked at Jaffna, inquired about Xia Yuanji, who was left behind, and learned that the old man was still in the north.
Zhu Zhangui left some supplies and went north with the fleet to Surat, a temporary base camp in the north.
As soon as he arrived at the place, Zhu Zhangui noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the camp.
The camp was full of wounded soldiers, and many soldiers were even more depressed, without the invincible arrogance that he had when he left.
"What's going on? It looks a bit like losing the battle. ”
Zhu Zhanji, who was following Zhu Zhangui, saw this situation and asked in a low voice.
During their time on the ship, the relationship between the two brothers eased considerably.
Although it has not returned to the original state, it is not a wordless attitude when meeting.
Zhu Zhangui, who was frowning, shook his head, he had just arrived, how did he know what was going on.
However, based on the current situation, it is estimated that the front line has suffered a loss.
Zhu Zhangui guessed in his heart that the problem might be the northern battlefield.
The gang of weak chickens in the east of the Ganges Plain, it's not that Zhu Zhangui looks down on them.
If you double the strength of those weak chickens, it will not be the opponent of the Ming army.
The only one who poses a threat to the Ming Dynasty in the Three Kingdoms is the Turkic descendants in the north.
Guessing the possible situation in his heart, Zhu Zhangui took the three people behind him and walked quickly to the command headquarters.
"Tell Jianghuai that he must stabilize the defense line for me, and if he loses the city and land, he doesn't have to come back to see me, just find a place where no one is there to wipe his neck!"
As soon as the four of them approached the command room, they heard the old man's roar before they entered the door.
The four of them glanced at each other, Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui, restrained their excited smiles about seeing the old man, and walked in with serious expressions.
As soon as the four of them entered the house, they saw the old man and a group of generals, pointing around the sand table.
"His Royal Highness!"
A general inadvertently looked up and saw Zhu Zhangui walking in, and couldn't help but shout excitedly.
The old man, who was looking at the sand table and frowning, raised his head in surprise when he heard the general's shout.
"Grandpa! Father! ”
The four of them hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted.
Zhu Zhanji, who hadn't seen the old man for a long time, saw that his grandfather's sideburns had added a lot of silver threads, and his eyes were a little red under the distress.
"Okay, all up, all up!"
Seeing his two sons and two grandsons, the old man, who was originally in a very bad mood, eased a lot.
He stepped forward with a smile and patted the shoulders of the four people one by one.
When he arrived in front of Zhu Zhanji, he couldn't help but touch his head.
"You little cub, you have been gone for so long, don't you want grandpa?"
The old man's rebuke made Zhu Zhanji's red eyes shed tears.
He knelt down and looked at the old man and choked up.
"Grandpa, my grandson knows it's wrong!"
The old man looked stunned for a moment, looked at Zhu Zhanji, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and nodded with satisfaction.
"If you know that you can change your mistakes, you are a good boy, listen to your eldest brother in the future, and your eldest brother will not treat you badly."
After speaking, he glared at Zhu Zhangui, who was standing next to him, "Little cub, did you say it!" ”
Zhu Zhangui hurriedly nodded with a smile.
"Yes, this is my own brother, how could I treat him badly, I have planned it, and when I go back and lay down the Three Kingdoms, I will give it to Zhanji."
"There is a younger brother watching here, and Ah Sanguo is more reassuring here than anywhere else!"
Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui stared at each other.
The old man was also choked and glared at Zhu Zhangui viciously.
This bastard boy has a heart.
I called my two sons over, but the old man didn't believe that Zhu Zhangui didn't understand what it meant.
Now I still say this, it is nothing more than worrying about these two uncles, and I want to squeeze the two uncles back to Daming and continue to be an idle prince.
"Ahem!"
The old man coughed dryly, and reached out to pull Zhu Zhanji, who was still kneeling on the ground, up.
"We will discuss the matter of who will be in charge of the three regions of Afghanistan in the future, and the top priority now is to deal with the enemy in front of us!"
As he spoke, the old man took the four of them to the sand table, pointed to the northern area, and said with a cold face.
"Just last month, this group of Turkic mongrels in the north gathered 300,000 troops and launched an attack on Zhang Fu!"
"In one day of the battle between the two sides, our side was pushed back for dozens of miles, and the casualties reached more than 15,000 people."
Speaking of the situation that day, the old man slammed his fist on the frame of the sand table.
This is the first time that the expeditionary force has suffered a defeat since it hit the sea, and it is also a defeat with such large casualties.
Thinking of more than 10,000 elite soldiers, spilling blood on a foreign land like this, the old man's painful heart trembled.
This is all the background of the Ming Dynasty, there were so many casualties in a war, how did he explain to the people of the Ming Dynasty, and how to face the families of these soldiers.
What made him even more aggrieved was that.
When Zhu Zhangui didn't leave, the army sang all the way.
As a result, Zhu Zhangui just left with the front foot, and took over with the back foot, and suffered a defeat.
Doesn't this mean that his military command ability is not as good as his grandson?
Listening to the old man's introduction, Zhu Zhangui's brows furrowed tightly.
Although there are many enemies, the Ming army's strong defense line, the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion, and Zhang Fu's command ability.
Not to mention victory, you won't be defeated, how can you fight like this?
It was Zhang Fu who made a mistake.
Obviously not.
With Zhang Fu's prudence, this kind of mistake will not occur at all.
In addition, with the old man staring at him, Zhang Fu would not be like this even if he was big-hearted.
So the remaining possibility is that the enemy is too strong and ignores the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion, or the enemy has found the weakness of the Ming army.
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhangui looked at Zhang Xian, who had been keeping his head down since he appeared.
Looking at Zhang Xian, whose hands were still bandaged and fell on his neck, Zhu Zhangui asked with a frown.
"I remember when I left, you followed the British duke, what happened at that time, you should know very well!"
Zhang Xian nodded ashamedly.
"The last general was on the front line at that time and participated in the battle."
"What the hell is going on, with your defensive line and firepower, it shouldn't be like this, could it be that you have made some major mistake?"
Zhang Xian cried with a sad face and said aggrievedly.
"Your Highness... It's not that the brothers don't need to die, it's just that God wasn't on our side that day! ”
Next, Zhang Xian quickly explained the situation of the day.
Since the Ming army came into contact with the Turkic barbarians in the north, the two sides have fought many times in order to compete for the territory of the three kingdoms.
Although there is a huge disparity in the military strength of the two sides, with the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion, as well as a solid defensive line, and Zhang Fu's steady command.
The barbarians of Turkic descent in the north did not take any advantage.
The two sides fought several times in a row, and after suffering many losses in the firepower of the Shenji Battalion, the barbarians of Turkic descent in the north chose to retreat.
The stalemate lasted for a long time until it was suddenly broken on the 15th of last month.
The northern Turkic barbarians, who had been in their own defensive line, suddenly launched a surprise attack that morning.
The enemy's army array was vast and endless, and the conservative estimate was at least 300,000.
Although the enemy was outnumbered, the Ming army was not afraid at all.
With the powerful firepower of the Shenji Battalion, as well as the guns removed from the battleship, they were confident that they would hold the defensive line.
In the morning, the enemy launched a ferocious attack, paying countless casualties, but still did not take the position of the Ming army.
In front of the Ming army's defensive line, it was covered with the corpses of the enemy and the wails of the undead.
The morale of the Ming army was high and they were very confident, and they held the defensive line to repel the enemy's 300,000 troops.
But the unexpected happened in the afternoon.
After lunch, the enemy continued his ferocious attack.
On the side of the Ming army, it was also a ferocious attack.
Just when the battle between the two sides was in full swing, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder.
After a gust of wind, bean-sized raindrops poured down.
In just a few breaths, the unguarded Shenji Battalion was dumbfounded.
The ferocious bombardment of artillery has also turned into iron lumps.
The enemy seems to have been waiting for this moment all along.
As soon as the ferocious firepower of the Shenji battalion was muted, the enemy's ironclad army rushed up frantically against the pouring rain and stepping on the muddy ground.
The enemy was close at hand, and the flintlock pistol in his hand was muted.
The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion did not retreat, and under the roar of the officers, they loaded their bayonets and launched a fierce counterattack against the enemy.
A long line of defense, full of fighting and screaming.
Due to the later costume changes, the Shenji Battalion only wore simple half-body leather armor. In the face of the enemy's sharp scimitar heavy axe, the defense is almost 0.
The only weapon to kill the enemy in his hand was a pitiful bayonet.
The enemy is dressed in strong iron armor, and the bayonet piercing the enemy cannot inflict damage on the enemy at all.
The enemy also seems to know about this situation, and only protects the weak points of the defense on his body, and ignores the rest of the place.
Many soldiers of the Shenji Battalion desperately stabbed their bayonets in the enemy's body, but they were defended by the iron armor on the opponent's body.
Even under force, the bayonet broke straight away.
Casualties were piling up, and most of the lines were broken by the enemy.
That is to say, the Shenji Battalion is well-trained and strong-willed, and when the enemy is strong and I am weak, it is stunned to block the enemy's crazy attack.
As the commander-in-chief, Zhang Fu, listening to the casualty figures and the broken front constantly reported by his subordinates, angrily scolded Ju Niang, and after considering the gains and losses, he finally reluctantly ordered the whole army to retreat.
No, no, if you don't retreat.
In this kind of heavy rainy weather, the combat effectiveness of the Shenji Battalion was directly weakened to the extreme.
If it weren't for the tenacious discipline and well-trained training of the Shenji Battalion, I am afraid that the whole line would collapse the moment the heavy rain came.
The army retreated all the way.
In order to block the enemy's pursuit, Zhang Fu personally led the Cold Weapon Corps to cut off the rear for the whole army.
In the end, Zhang Fu was seriously wounded, killing and wounding thousands of people, before the enemy blocked it and allowed the main army to retreat safely.
Knowing the reason for the defeat, Zhu Zhangui sighed helplessly.
This defeat really can't be blamed on Zhang Fu and the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion.
The inability to fight in rainy days is the biggest problem for all breech guns.
No matter how you reload, you can't avoid getting the gunpowder wet.
It's okay to be careful on a rainy day, but this battle is a stormy day.
Not to mention the flintlock breech gun, the 2nd generation gun equipped in the future does not dare to guarantee a successful firing in that situation.
Only the appearance of copper or iron shell fixed bullets can solve this problem.
"Grandpa... What's going on now? ”
After learning about the defeat, Zhu Zhangui asked the old man, how is the situation in the northern battlefield?
The old man's face was a little unsightly: "The enemy understands our weakness, and every time he launches an attack, it is in rainy weather, and he is always on guard in peacetime. ”
"Zhang Fu is recuperating from his injuries now, and Jianghuai is in charge of the front line, and they are fighting a little hard!"
Looking at the sand table in front of him, Zhu Zhangui quickly thought about the solution in his heart.
The enemy understands the weakness of the Shenji Battalion, and it is difficult to defeat the enemy quickly.
Coupled with the time of the enemy's attack, the impact on the Shenji battalion was too great.
Zhu Zhangui thought about it for a moment and said to the old man.
"Now that the enemy knows the weakness of the Shenji Battalion, let's change to the previous way of fighting."
"In the past, we didn't have a Shenji Battalion, weren't we still invincible."
"Let's use the sword in our hands to tell those Turkic mongrels in the north that the accounts of the two races many years ago should be settled."
Zhu Zhangui looked at all the generals and said loudly: "The ancestors of the Tang Dynasty drove them here, and today, our descendants will let their clan come to an end here!" ”
Zhu Zhangui raised his right hand and looked at everyone and roared.
"Those brothers who died in battle are still waiting for us in the north."
"The warriors of the Ming Dynasty, the brothers of a certain robe, dare to kill with a certain and take those brothers home!"
"Kill!"
All the generals raised their hands and roared.
Even Zhu Gaoxu, who had been watching Zhu Zhangui unhappy, raised his arms and shouted.
Zhu Zhangui picked up the small flag representing the Ming Dynasty and planted it on the enemy's camp. Turning to look at the old man, he raised his hand and beat his chest, solemnly reassuring on behalf of all the generals.
"If you don't break the enemy's army, you swear not to turn back!"
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