Suddenly hypothermia.

also stood in front of the North City Gate first, looking at the place where he grew up, and also looking at the last trace of his grandfather's concern.

He felt that he was a bad offspring.

It is true that there are many reasons why Warat has come to this point, but it has to be said that his grandfather Mahamu also has a reason.

Even if your grandfather didn't miss anything from the perspective of Ye Xian, in fact, even if you are not at fault, it is a sin that you are not able to turn the tide.

Human beings are such selfish creatures.

Looking at the people of Warat who were fleeing, he was suddenly a little happy.

He is glad that the grasslands are different from the Central Plains, and although there are people engaged in agriculture and commerce, the vast majority of the people still live a nomadic life, and will not be imprisoned by the land like the Central Plains people.

Moreover, among the very few who were engaged in agriculture and commerce, it was not so much the peasants and tenants who engaged in agriculture as the workers.

There is very little arable land on the grassland, and the output of grain is naturally very small, and the final output is basically the enjoyment of the princes and nobles, so for the vast majority of grassland herdsmen, meat and dairy products are daily, which is why they are so dependent on the mutual market of the Ming Dynasty.

Whether it is meat or dairy products, they are all high-protein foods, and a single diet for a long time will definitely lead to nutritional imbalances and even symptoms such as constipation.

This is why tea and horses, which were strategic resources in the feudal era, can be compared.

Because, for nomads, although there is only a little bit of tea after roasting or drying, and it can even be said that there are no trace elements such as vitamins, it is still very much needed by them, because they do not even have this little bit.

And now, the shackles of the past have now become shackles that have been shaken off, at least he will not lose too many people, and he will have the opportunity to inherit the legacy of his grandfather Mahamu and make a comeback.

As for the merchants...... That's not much to say, just take the goods and go, and the goods are not land that can't be taken away.

It's just that he has one last thing to do before leaving.

"Are you all ready?" also tilted his head slightly and looked at the person with a cold face beside him.

"It's all set."

It's like an emotionless machine, and the cold people around him are just as cold as they speak, making people feel cold and biting.

……

Three Peaks Mountain.

The victory in the decisive battle at the mouth of the Three Gorges brought a great morale boost to the Ming army, and the resentment of the soldiers had almost dissipated when Zhu Zhanji agreed to Ma Hamu's proposal for a decisive battle.

Even though, the vast majority of the soldiers did not achieve combat achievements in this victory.

But in their opinion, as long as this decisive battle is won, even if it can't directly affect the outcome of the final battle, it can at least give them a few more chances of winning.

After all, both Mahamu and Zhu Zhanji are ruler-level figures, and such a person personally led the army to charge the battle for a decisive battle, and finally lost......

It is conceivable how much of a blow this decisive battle will give to the Warat army.

However, the ideas of these low-level soldiers are still too simplistic.

If it weren't for now, if it wasn't for Zhu Zhanji, if Daming wasn't this kind of power pattern......

In fact, whether it is for Emperor Taizong, who once personally conquered the grassland, or Zhu Zhanqi, a representative figure of the Ming Dynasty's current war, this kind of thing is not a matter for them at all, because they all have one thing in common.

Victory is the most important thing.

But on the contrary, it was Zhu Zhanji who led the army to attack this time, and it was Zhu Zhanji who led the army to kill, and it was Zhu Zhanji who occupied an unfavorable situation in the Ming Dynasty.

Emperor Taizong can speak without words, Zhu Zhanyan can speak without words, but he can't.

The first is that his body is no longer enough to support him to continue fighting.

Second, it was the deal with King Wu that made him unable to continue the war.

Third, in terms of war, the current Zhu Zhanji is really not very good, if Zhang Fu is brought in this battle, it would be good to say, but he didn't bring it.

……

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

A violent coughing sound sounded from the Ming army's large tent, making everyone in the tent very nervous.

"It's okay......" Zhu Zhanji waved his hand weakly, his voice hoarse.

"Except for Li Bin and Liu Sheng, everyone stepped down."

Xu Heng and Chen Mao, two people from different camps, turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, and they both saw a clear look in each other's eyes.

At this time......

Although he knew what was about to happen, Chen Mao still bowed and slowly withdrew from the Chinese army's tent, Xu Heng saw Chen Mao retreat, and he also bowed his head and retreated.

Soon, whether it was the generals or the attendants, even Wang Zhen, who had been serving by Zhu Zhanji's side in the past, withdrew.

Suddenly, only Zhu Zhanji, Liu Sheng and Li Bin were left in the tent.

"In a while, Liu Sheng, you go out and deal with the accompanying military doctor."

waited until the people were clean before Zhu Zhanji took down the hand that had been covering his mouth.

On the slightly pale palm, there was a touch of the most common color on the battlefield: red.

"Yes......" Liu Sheng lowered his head, his voice was low, but he still received the order.

Zhu Zhanji's injuries...... It's serious.

The sling, which sounds very primitive, is actually a very common weapon on the ancient battlefield, and even when Qi Jiguang resisted the Japanese, the simple, cheap and durable, and lethal slings once became a must-have weapon for everyone.

However, in the application of slings, the Central Plains people are obviously inferior to the steppe people.

There is only one reason, and that is lifestyle habits.

No matter what dynasty or nationality, it is the people at the bottom who directly fight the most on the battlefield, but how many of the Han people have traces of hunting in their lives? What about nomads in comparison?

In the hands of the Han Chinese, the slings were usually just childhood toys, but on the grasslands, because of the lack of iron tools and the need to fight against the artillery of the Ming army, things such as slings also came in handy.

The sling, the Ming army has not encountered it, so there is no such thing as inexperience, but no one thought that a small slingling would also play a big role.

The hateful blow of the Warat soldier before he died made Zhu Zhanji, who could be said to be industrious, a little unbearable, plus blunt weapons have always been the first nemesis of armor.

The accompanying military doctor, that is, the imperial doctor, diagnosed that Zhu Zhanji was shocked to his internal organs.

In fact, if it was just a sling, it would not have caused such a big damage, and even if it could, it would not have been possible to cause so much damage to Zhu Zhanji.

You must know that Zhu Zhanji is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor's armor, even if most of the time the imperial expedition is just in the rear of the army, and will not personally go to the battlefield to kill, but no one dares to cut corners on the emperor's armor.

However, no matter how good the armor is, it has to be worn by a matching person.

Unlike the Xuande Emperor who accompanied Emperor Taizong several times in history, Zhu Zhanji has hardly been on the battlefield except for the first northern expedition of Emperor Yongle in the eighth year of Yongle, and the second and only time after that was the rebellion of King Pingzhao.

was originally a canary raised in a cage, and coupled with the fact that he had been under house arrest in Qingning Palace for more than a year, his body was already weak.

"Li Bin ......"

Liu Sheng was still worried about Zhu Zhanji's body, but Zhu Zhanji had already begun to give orders.

It's just that under this order, it's like entrusting the future.

"You will command 3,000 battalions on this expedition, and the army will be stationed in Sanfeng Mountain for the last day, and one day later, the division will leave for the dynasty to return to the dynasty."

"Although Warat lost this battle, it may not necessarily retreat as agreed before the war, and even if it does, we have to prevent them from fighting back to the death."

"So, let's do the next thing about the vigilance around the army by the three thousand battalions with scouts."

"Yes!" Li Bin lowered his head and received the will.

In fact, even if it's just Li Bin, he knows very well what Zhu Zhanji is doing.

It has nothing to do with the final outcome of this decisive battle, the most important purpose of this expedition is for the present.

Or, let Zhu Zhanji die on the grassland; Or, let him suffer an injury that is unlikely to be cured, such as the kind that can be as long as a year or two, or as short as a few months, and then die.

If Zhu Zhanji had been able to achieve the final victory unscathed, the Ming army's northern expedition would not have stopped as it did today, but would continue to advance to the northwest, colliding with the enemy and producing one war after another until the goal was achieved.

Even, in order to achieve the goal, it is not impossible to hit Hulan and lose temperature.

If Zhu Zhanji does not abide by the agreement and returns to the dynasty unscathed, then what awaits him, and what awaits the Ming Dynasty, is not the current stability, nor the southward migration of King Wu's lineage, let alone the status quo of Zhu Zhanji's perennial expeditions.

It's a complete turnaround.

In life, nothing is important, only the things that are important are what you are worried about...... Or people.

If there is no Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Zhanji may not wake up suddenly, or he may still be in the shadow of failure, maybe when he gets this opportunity, he will choose to unite with Warat as before and try to make a last stand.

However, Zhu Zhanji, who became no weaker with the collapse of the first emperor Hongxi, had weaknesses again with the birth of Zhu Qizhen.

Looking at Li Bin, who turned to leave, Zhu Zhanji's face brought a smile.

He knew that he had won this battle.

Not only did he win against Mahamu, but he also won a game against his cousin.

He won the opportunity of an era for his son Zhu Qizhen, unless Zhu Qizhen is an extremely mediocre monarch, otherwise Zhu Zhanzhen ......

No! It's the whole King of Wu's lineage! They all have to wait for their son to die before they have another chance!

But......

It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen......

He didn't know the back hand of King Wu's lineage, and he didn't know if his cousin, who had never played cards according to common sense, had any other countermeasures, but this was all he could do......

Zhu Zhanji looked at the door of the tent and looked at Wang Zhen, who re-entered after everyone retreated, his eyes slowly narrowed.

Whether it's fighting in battle or thinking about those intrigues, it's an extremely laborious thing.

He...... I'm so tired and need a break......

(End of chapter)