Zhu Yuanzhang cares about the people in the end, and it is a hard thing to fight on the border, not to mention that it is his responsibility to let so many immigrants struggle on the food and clothing line.

Leaving Liaoxi, Zhu Yuanzhang continued to walk north, slowly walking towards his final destination, fishing in the sea.

Further north, there are almost no Han Chinese immigrants, all of them are Mongolian tribes, and naturally there will be no shipping here, all on horseback.

After just walking for a few days, Zhu Yuanzhang noticed that the batch of civil officials behind him was not good.

Originally, Zhu Yuanzhang was a little disappointed in this batch of civilian officials, but now he has only been marching outside Cyprus for more than ten days, and these civilian officials are all paralyzed, which makes Zhu Yuanzhang unhappy.

Zhu Yuanzhang was even more worried in his heart, this was still the beginning of the dynasty, and the civil officials had fallen so much, and the quality of the civil officials was too different from when the country was first founded.

Who should Zhu Di rely on to govern the country next?

But the martial artists made Zhu Yuanzhang feel a little relieved in his heart, whether it was Feng Sheng or Tang and the martial artists of the older generation like them, although they were old, they could still grit their teeth and persevere.

Although Li Jinglong's ability is not enough, at least his quality can still keep up, and he is more than a star and a half stronger than those frail civil officials.

He Qiu followed the large army, but he would not have the same feeling as Zhu Yuanzhang, but he also noticed that the civilian officials could not keep up.

This is also normal in his mind.

War is always the most educational means, and those who have gone through war are completely different from those who have not gone through war.

Are these civil officials now, all of them are people who came out of the imperial examination later, and it is not nonsense to expect this group of officials who can only read to keep up with the soldiers physically?

The generals are okay, once there is a war, it is the norm to be able to go up and down, but it is difficult for civilian officials to say.

Isn't this the case throughout the history of the world?

So He Qiu's focus is on appreciating the scenery along the way, in his previous life, he didn't come to the three eastern provinces, but the three eastern provinces in the later generations are not the same thing as the current Ming Dynasty's Liaoxi, or even further north.

The Northeast, which has not been devastated by industrialization, is full of pristine trees and meadows at a glance, and the scenery is even more beautiful than the scenery I saw in Monan before.

So everyone went all the way to the fishing sea, this big lake.

This was originally a lake that was not very famous, but with the Blue Jade War to destroy the last forces of the Northern Yuan, at least in the Ming Dynasty, this lake is famous.

Lan Yu was in high spirits at this time, and the battle of fishing in the sea could be called the most glorious time in his life, if he came here today, how could he be unhappy?

It's just that suddenly, Lan Yu thought of Wang Bi, who had fought side by side with him before, and his originally happy mood also became depressed.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't delay here for too long, just quietly looked at the relics of the previous battle by the lake, reminiscing about the past.

Today, only a few years have passed since the original Battle of Yuerhai, and although many Mongolian tribesmen came here to graze their cattle during this period, there are still many relics of that battle left on the ground.

Zhu Yuanzhang called Lan Yu to his side, and asked about the original battle, Lan Yu also told the truth, and there was a lot of credit, in fact, it was all Wang Bi at the beginning.

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression became more complicated, Wang Bi ...... He chewed on the name in his mouth, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

So Zhu Yuanzhang ordered to build a temple in Yuerhai, flaunting Wang Bi's merits, and posthumously crowning Wang Bi as the Duke of Dingguo.

Lan Yu was full of excitement, he didn't feel that Wang Bi had stolen his limelight, which was what Wang Bi deserved.

When everyone packed up their things and continued to set off from the fishing area, the situation was a little more difficult than before.

Because Zhu Yuanzhang walked from Beiping to Liaodong before, he passed through the Monan grassland in the middle, and the Monan grassland can still be called rich in water and grass, but then he turned around and went west, and he was about to cross the area of Mobei.

Marching in Mobei is not an easy task, although Feng Sheng and Lan Yu have persuaded Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang still insists on doing so.

They had no choice but to be told to do what they were told.

The environment in the Mobei area is much harsher than many people imagine, and it is not really a prairie.

Even He Qiugang walked in the land of Mobei, and he was a little surprised.

How can there be so many mountains in Mobei? And it looks so barren?

In fact, this is the normal state of Mobei, but now compared with the Qin and Han dynasties, Mobei is more dilapidated.

The land of the north of the desert, as the name suggests, is in the north of a desert, with a high dimension and many mountains in the territory.

Whether it is Huo Quai's wolf Juxu, or Dou Xianle Shi Yanran, they are all in Mobei.

And almost all year round is a cold day, and now it is summer, but there is still a little snow on the grassland in Mobei.

And in the current season, He Qiu also asked Lan Yu, who knows a little about Mobei, which is equivalent to the spring in Mobei, which is already a better season.

Further north of Mobei is the Siberian Forest, now called the Black Forest by the tribal nomads of the steppe, and all of it is tundra.

The winter in Siberia is an existence that people avoid even when it comes to modern times, let alone in Daming.

Unless there is a tribe that is defeated and forced to have no way out, otherwise no tribe is willing to run into the Black Forest.

Speaking of which, there are also abundant water and grass in Mobei, but the water and grass in Mobei are abundant, which is much worse than the grassland in Monan.

It can only be regarded as barely able to live, and it is no wonder that from ancient times to the present, so many nomads have originated from the grasslands of Monan, and Mobei really can't afford to support too many people.

Not to mention the area of the desert in the north of the desert, which is almost a wasteland, with sparse vegetation, and even the nearby mountains are bare and have no vegetation.

When he arrived in Mobei, Lan Yu was a little more cautious, if he wanted to talk about Mo Nan, he could also say that under the control of the Ming Dynasty, Mo Bei would only have a name left, no matter how cautious he was, it would not be too cautious.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang can understand, he is still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

When he arrived at the Dragon City in Mobei, that is, Ulaanbaatar in later generations, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help it, and called the local Mongolian nobles to ask.

"Is there any place around here where I can relax?"

The Mongolian nobleman from Mobei muttered a lot, and the translator on the side relayed.

"To the north of Dragon City, it is Beihai, and the local scenery is good, but I am afraid that it has just thawed now, and the weather is not very good."

Zhu Yuanzhang was interested and asked He Qiu on the side.

"Is this Beihai the Beihai in the history books?"

He Qiu thought for a while and said.

"It should be the North Sea where Su Wu shepherds."

Zhu Yuanzhang's interest was even higher, and he directly called Lan Yu and asked him to arrange his trip to Beihai.