Tumubao is located on the inner side of the line from Juyong Pass to Datong Great Wall.

It is a part of the defense system of the Great Wall, and is called the three major forts of Jingbei together with Yulin Fort and Jiming Fort.

The whole fort city is a ship-shaped layout, the north and south are about 150 zhang wide, the east and west are 300 zhang long, the fort wall of the earth-built brick package is about two zhang high, and there are more than 100 households in its internal guard.

However, since Yongle, most of the energy of Renxuan Erzong has been focused on people's livelihood and internal affairs.

During the entire ten years of Hongxi and Xuande, they did not use troops against Mongolia, and basically used tribute to pull and maintain stability.

In this way, the imperial court naturally did not take into account these border guards who were the most proud of Taizu Taizong, and under the large-scale land annexation of the border generals, there was not one in ten guards in the orthodox years.

The so-called guards are military tuns, soldiers are registered in the army, seventy percent of the cultivated land, three percent of the training, to put it bluntly, is to give you a piece of land, your own farming to support yourself, completely self-financing.

Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang once said very proudly that he raised an army of one million without spending a grain of rice on the people.

If Lao Zhu's ideas are implemented in strict accordance with them, this result can naturally be achieved, for example, the guards in the Yongle period maintained a strong combat power.

But in the Xuande period.

I'd rather be a rogue, not a guard.

Even if the law stipulates that military households flee and are counted as deserters, they will be caught and executed, their sons will be castrated, and their wives and daughters will be confiscated, but they still can't curb the speed of the escape of the guards, and the number of fugitive guards nationwide has reached an astonishing 600,000!

According to the record of "Ming Xuanzong", in November of the eighth year of Xuande, Zhang Cong, the governor of Shandong, went to Liaodong to inspect and found that the garrison of Shanhaiguan was only five or six people.

Can you believe it?

Shanhaiguan is such an important strategic place, and the defenders are actually in single digits!

But it's no wonder that these guards are so hard.

The land is gone, and they have to carry heavy conscription to the border generals to do day work, and if there is a war outside the border, they have to raise their own rations and go out to fight.

In the end, the land is gone, and you have to pay taxes!

My land is gone, hand over chicken feathers?!

Moreover, this military household stipulates that the descendants will be passed down from generation to generation, and it can be said that there is no hope for the next eighteen generations.

The heart is horizontal, and the foot is stamped.

GNMLGB, moistened.

The wind kicks up dust and sand.

Covering an area of 1,000 acres, there should be hundreds of military households here, but now there are only a dozen or so poorly dressed sergeants coming and going from time to time.

Most of these sergeants were wrapped in leather cloth, and iron tools such as armor had long since disappeared, probably in exchange for money and taxes.

They all looked like Sparta.

At this time, the eyes of these Spartans were focused on one person.

After all, a man dressed in a different garment made of noble silk, and wearing a shiny thing of some kind on his face, was very conspicuous in the desolate place of the civil fort.

Ignoring the surprised gazes of the Spartans, Ji Boying stood alone on the highest beacon tower in the civil fort.

Looking around the civil fort from here and conducting a field survey, Ji Boying finally understood why the battle of the civil fort was so miserable.

Damn, this place is a big grave bag.

Camping in Tumu Fort is equivalent to taking people to the graveyard, which is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

The terrain of Tumubao is extremely high, the north is a cliff, there is a Yongding River ten miles away in the south, the west is the direction of the retreat of the Baozong army, and the east is not far away is the pseudo-water river.

And the whole process of the defeat of the civil fort is also very simple.

When the Chinese army of Baozong rushed to Tumu Fort, it was originally necessary to continue the rapid march and enter Huailai City, which was only twenty miles away, with the city to hold on, and then order the surrounding troops to be Qinwang, and the army would be safe and sound.

After all, Warat also asked for wealth in the first wave, and he didn't think about hitting Daming hard.

However, Wang Zhen, the dead eunuch, in the name that there were more than 1,000 military baggage trucks that had not kept up (in fact, it was Wang Zhen's private property looted in the north this time), persuaded the Baozong to order the whole army to camp in Tumu Fort and wait for the baggage carts to follow.

Kuang Wei, the secretary of the military department, learned that Wang Zhen had put the emperor and disregarded the life and death of hundreds of thousands of Ming soldiers for his private property, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot, and went directly to see Baozong, hoping that Baozong would lead a small number of elites to enter the customs first, and he led the main force to stay and wait for the baggage.

But something miraculous happened again, and Baozong did not hesitate to reject Kuang Yu's suggestion, the secretary of the military department, and said that he would stay with Wang Zhen and wait for the arrival of the baggage.

When it comes to the use of soldiers, why don't you believe in the head of the military department and believe in a dead eunuch?!

Why the hell don't you let Wang Zhen be the secretary of the military department?

As the old saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die, and the god of war is a typical death.

Ji Boying briefly recalled the process of the change of the civil fort.

Then, his gaze fixed on the best preserved courtyard in the civil fort.

If nothing else, this small courtyard will become the temporary residence of the Baozong.

The sunglasses flickered slightly, and a string of code-like silver data flashed by, which was the coordinates of this small courtyard.

With the space-time coordinates, Ji Boying can bring a group of heavenly sons to come accurately, instead of constantly narrowing down the scope to locate as he does.

'Wang Zhen. ’

Looking at this barren land of wind and sand, thinking that in the other ten time and space, this is the burial place of hundreds of thousands of heroic souls, and all this is because of the mental retardation of a dead eunuch and a god of war, Ji Boying was furious.

If I'm not mistaken, Zhu Qizhen is on his way to Tumubao.

Call~!

Wind and sand swept by.

Suddenly, there was a surprise in the civil fort, and the Spartans who had been watching Ji Boying were almost shocked and forgot to lift their pants after the water was released.

'People, people gone?!' ’

……………………………

Half a day's journey from the civil fort, there was a continuous stream of sergeants resting.

This is the pro-conquest army of the Ming God of War.

In the tent of the Son of Heaven temporarily arranged, a young man with a delicate face and quite heroic spirit, dressed in golden armor, sat on the main seat of this big tent, and there was a table in front of him with delicacies and wine.

On the left side of the big tent, there is a middle-aged man with a beard that looks a little fake, and there is a bookish air on his body.

"Mr. Wang, do you think Zhu Yong can win?"

Zhu Qizhen, a generation of war gods, frowned rarely, after all, the first two battles were too ugly to lose.

Mr. Wang smiled.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Chengguo led 3,000 battalions and 40,000 iron cavalry to rescue, and there were more than 20,000 people under the command of Nawara, and there were more than 20,000 people chasing after him, and the advantage is mine!"

"Two to one, our army will surely win!"

In this Mr. Wang's opinion, there are more people fighting than people, and two people can fight one person or not?!

"With Mr.'s words, I am relieved."

Zhu Qizhen nodded, then glanced at Wang Zhen, and suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Wang, you took the book backwards."