What kind of changes will the appearance of Zhu Yunwen bring to Daming?

Zhu Zhanyan didn't know, and he didn't care, because Zhu Yunwen was just the old man's heart knot, and he was only responsible for helping the old man open this heart knot.

As for how the court dealt with Zhu Yunwen, it was his uncle and cousin's business, and it had nothing to do with him.

This Zhu Yunwen was a gift from him to the old man, although he only got it by accident, it was also reassuring to the old man.

As for whether Zhu Yunwen will get some information from his filial piety, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's all a problem that his uncle needs to solve.

Whether his uncle will use Zhu Yunwen to consolidate his position has nothing to do with Zhu Zhanyan.

It's just that what Zhu Zhanyan didn't expect was that he wasn't in a hurry, but others were in a hurry.

And...... It's for him.

……

To ask how to attack Astrakhan, Zhu Zhanyan had thought of many methods, but in the end he chose a method that no one could understand.

Zhu Zhanyan asked people to find a few horses, and then gave the corpses of several of Shaharu's guards before to be "disguised", and finally put them on, letting these horses carry those corpses and slowly head towards Astrakhan.

At first, no one but Ulugh Beg felt it, only Ulugh Beg, a special person, was very excited.

However, this did not last long.

The next day, the whole of Astrakhan rioted.

The people were terrified and rushed to flee from Astrakhan, and even though there were Ming troops waiting on the south, north and east sides of Astrakhan, they rushed out as if they were dead.

……

"Your Highness, are they crazy?" Jian Xiao followed behind Zhu Zhanyan's buttocks, watching the Ming army sweeping away Astrakhan, which had become an empty city, with a puzzled face.

He didn't know what to be afraid of a few corpses, which frightened the entire Astrakhan people, even if they rushed out to face the attack of the Ming army.

"Humph......"

Zhu Zhanyan didn't speak, but Ulubo next to him snorted coldly.

"Cunning!"

"You're a little naïve when you say that." Zhu Zhanyan walked leisurely in the city of Astrakhan with a smile on his face.

"What cunning is not cunning, your ancestors also survived in the north of the Central Plains, you should know some about Han culture, and you should know the sentence 'soldiers are not tired of cheating'."

"Besides, even if it's cunning, if I can make my future expedition so smooth, cunning will be cunning."

Ulughgh's face darkened when he heard this.

Indeed, what cunning? That was just a reason for him to force himself to comfort himself.

Since ancient times, especially for their Mengyuan people, there is only the difference between victory and defeat in such a thing as fighting, and it may be that those rotten Confucians in the Central Plains still care about things other than victory and defeat.

For the descendants of Meng Yuan, as long as they can win, they can use any strategy.

Zhu Zhanyan's face was satisfied, and Ulube's face was gloomy, only Jian smiled, his face full of doubts.

"Alright, don't be curious." Zhu Zhanyan smiled and kicked Jian Xiao.

"They're scared because about a few decades ago, there was a horrific plague here, and people were dying every day, basically three or four out of ten people, or even more."

"Even now, this plague has not disappeared, but it is no longer contagious on a large scale, which is why they are so scared when they see those corpses."

"Think about it from another perspective, if you were defending the city, the enemy suddenly threw in a few corpses suspected of being infected with smallpox, aren't you afraid?"

Jane smiled and nodded knowingly.

"Don't just nod your head!" Zhu Zhanyan kicked Jian Xiao again.

"Didn't I have people bring a lot of alcohol before? Take someone to find those dark corners and sprinkle them, try to take care of every corner, and I'll have someone send some more when I send grain and grass later. ”

"Yes!"

……

The problem of alcohol, Zhu Zhanyan realized it when he attacked the Japanese State.

At first, he didn't care about the problem of alcohol, because the beginning of the Ming Dynasty was the early stage of Xiaoice River, and the climate was already getting colder, after all, there was a lot of snow in places like Ying Tianfu at that time.

Considering that a lot of food was needed to deal with the Xiaoice River period, and the old man was intensively preparing for moving the capital to Shuntianfu, compiling the Yongle Grand Ceremony, and going to the Western Ocean, the imperial court did not have much surplus food.

It can only be said that the imperial court at that time had not yet reached the point where Yin ate grain.

Alcohol is extremely food-consuming, not to mention that with the scale of the war in this era, a small amount of alcohol is useless, so it has been thrown aside by Zhu Zhanyan.

It wasn't until the Eastern Expedition to the Wa Kingdom that Zhu Zhan Yan saw that the Wa State, which was obviously very weak and weak in combat, still caused more than 3,000 casualties to the Ming army, and then he paid attention to it.

Of course, the most important thing at that time was that Jian Xiao and the three of them had returned, and they had brought back the grain that Zhu Zhanyan needed.

Not only rice and wheat can make wine, but also sweet potatoes and potatoes can make wine, so Zhu Zhanyan began to prepare a large amount of alcohol.

As for whether alcohol can kill the plague virus, and whether it can be effective without a sprayer, Zhu Zhanyan didn't think much about it, he just asked for peace of mind.

As far as he knew, the Black Death frenzy in Europe had passed, but the plague would continue to go with it throughout European history until the middle of the seventeenth century.

Stop loss in time, this is a very good habit that Zhu Zhanyan consciously has, which is why he had to bring so many Ah San when he attacked the Timurid Empire.

What will the Hereafter say about him? Whether it's brutal or inhumane, he doesn't care.

The yellow sand covers the ages, and the people after the merit say.

What are they willing to say...... Just say what you want.

"Alright, let's talk about it." Thinking through everything, Zhu Zhanyan began to interrogate Ulubeg.

"It's all old acquaintances, and you know what kind of person I am."

"Say it or not, it's all death, right?" Ulugh Beg knelt on the ground and threw a mocking smile at Zhu Zhanyan.

"Yes." Zhu Zhanyan admitted it very calmly.

"However, having said that, you can choose your death, but if you don't, then I can only choose for you."

……

I have to say that Zhu Zhanyan's words are still very lethal.

For a long time, Zhu Zhanyan has never used the two paths of life and death to make a choice for others, and anyone who is caught by him will choose two paths, but they are all dead ends.

The difference is that one dies more happily, and the other dies after being tortured to the point that he can't bear it anymore.

Zhu Zhanyan felt that the choice he gave was actually more deterrent, because in this case, in this hostile mode, the words of giving people a way to live would be very false at a glance.

But it's different for me, what I say is true.

(End of chapter)