Regarding Mao Chengyong's growth, Mao Wenlong was very pleased: "You think very comprehensively. Since you think so comprehensively, then we will bypass the Dahong Temple and go elsewhere. I guess Huang Taiji will follow us here."

After 10 days, I was already exhausted and came to his old nest. He will definitely rest here for a few days, so we just took the opportunity to rest and train."

"That's what my father said." Mao Chengyong felt relieved when he heard that his father didn't force him to fight. It seemed that his father had really delegated power to him.

At this time, Ma Weizhong's spies who were hiding nearby came over and reported to Mao Wenlong: "Mr. Ma Ge has collected some cattle and horses in the grassland according to the commander's instructions, and at the same time transferred some supplies from Xifengkou. He originally wanted to transport them.

When I came to the Dahong Temple, I found that there were still enemies here, so I didn’t dare to move forward, so I stopped the materials by the Dali Lake and waited for the commander’s next arrangement.”

Mao Wenlong smiled and said to Mao Chengyong: "That's just right. Let's go to Dali Lake to meet Ma Weizhong, receive their supplies, and take a rest there by the way."

The next step of action has been finalized, and there is no need for everyone to wait and moan here, so a team of 10,000 people was set up as a guard, while the other armies continued to move westward towards Dali Lake.

The enemies staying here have no intention of attacking, because their mission is not to intercept these people, and they can't do it. As long as they keep the materials in the camp without loss, their goal will be achieved. Then the entire army will be relaxed

We arrived at the Dali Lake and met up with Ma Weizhong's men.

Ma Weizhong chose a good camp. It happened to be a place called Baoli between Dali Lake and a small lake to the north of him, which the locals called Gang Geng's Paozi (which means water hole). In this way, the army only had to guard against the east side.

When the army came, Ma Weizhong had already built a huge camp, waiting for the tired soldiers to return.

When the army entered the camp, the warm tents, large pots of hot soup on the campfire, stacks of fragrant meat pies, and baskets of pickles immediately made the tired soldiers burst into heartfelt cheers.

, especially the jars of burning knives, which are simply the favorites of the soldiers.

The 7,000 Mongolian warriors recruited by Ma Weizhong again took over the vigilance and defense of the army, allowing the returning tired soldiers to have a good meal and a good rest.

Sitting cross-legged in a narrow tent, in front of him were a pot of hot soup, a bowl of pickles, a few meatloaf, and a small bottle of wine. Mao Wenlong sat in the middle, with Ma Weizhong and Mao Chengyong on both sides, tearing apart

We ate the meatloaf with pickles, and chatted over some wine and hot soup.

It’s been ten days since I’ve had hot soup, especially the hot vegetable soup, it’s so delicious.

"The supplies this time were mainly dry food. When Liu Xingxian returned to Xifengkou, he mobilized the local people to bake pancakes and make pickles for the army. Of course, we also brought enough tea bricks for you to need."

There are a lot of beef and mutton in the grassland, especially those Mongolian war horses. If the mare has given birth to a foal, as long as the foals are separated, they are not only still war horses, but also active milk buckets. A horse can not damage their body power without damaging their body power.

Under the conditions, they can squeeze at least forty or fifty pounds of milk every day. However, Mongolia is extremely short of vegetables, so tea soup has become an indispensable vitamin supply for them. This time, in order to adapt to the long-distance expedition, they specially reserved more.

"Did you bring the bean cake?"

Ma Weizhong said: "I have brought enough for you, as well as salt to ensure the food of the war horses."

Although the Mongolian horses are very poorly fed, they must be given some refined food to continue marching and fighting in the future. This horse is the basis for victory and cannot be treated poorly.

"At the same time, we also purchased a lot of trauma medicine in the mainland, all of which were made into plasters and pills, and recruited many doctors." Then he said to Mao Wenlong apologetically: "In order to make up for these doctors, after promising them generous wages, we have to

No need to force it."

"This is also a helpless thing, but it must be done. To be honest, it doesn't mean much in terms of how many lives can be saved on the battlefield. But as long as the doctor appears in front of the wounded soldiers, it is a kind of psychological comfort.

Encouraging and stabilizing the morale of the entire army will have a huge effect." Then he said to Ma Weizhong: "I think the four-wheeled carriage I made is good. I will try to get dozens more for these doctors to ride on.

The car runs with the team."

Ma Weizhong nodded: "I will send people to search nearby now." Then he asked with concern: "How is the effect of this battle? But under no circumstances can the enemy be put into Mongolia. Once they enter Mongolia, the court and I originally

All the efforts we have made cannot be said to be wiped out in an instant, but at least it is a blow."

This is the most realistic issue. As I said before, the battle over the grassland with Huang Taiji is no longer a matter of battle. It is about winning the hearts and minds of the people, stabilizing the grassland, and stabilizing the vast territory that the Ming Dynasty has harvested.

The problem, to put it bluntly, is a political issue.

As long as anything is linked to political issues, a small problem can turn into a big problem in an instant. Mao Chengyong does not need to consider these issues, but Mao Wenlong and Ma Weizhong have to consider this kind of problem.

"Just a few days ago, in order to stabilize these tribal leaders who have been crowned kings, the emperor has decided to personally meet all the princes in the grassland on October 10th of this year in the Bashang grassland. The cabinet has conveyed the emperor's intention

Give it to me." Ma Wei told the news with a heavy heart.

In the small tent, the only sound was the sound of chewing food.

October 10th is still a month away. As for how to prepare, that is Ma Weizhong's business. It will definitely be a grand party. In any case, this is the first time since Genghis Khan that the Han people have used heaven to khan.

In the name of convening an alliance of leaders of the grassland tribes. No, to be precise, it is to declare their rule over them as the co-lords of the world. This grand event will be absolutely important and there cannot be any mistakes.

So first of all, there must be no mistakes in the war between the grassland and Huang Taiji. The second best thing is to never let Huang Taiji rush to the edge of the Great Wall, or absolutely not let him rush to the Mengzhong area, absolutely not

The leaders of these grassland tribes who had just been crowned kings were in a state of panic and were swaying from side to side.

He tore the meatloaf, dipped it in the remaining soup in the bowl, and chewed it slowly in his mouth. At this time, Mao Wenlong felt a lot of pressure. Well, he turned to look at Mao Chengyong and found that he was eating the meatloaf, which tasted like chewing wax.

The two of them ate in silence, thinking about their own thoughts. Mao Wenlong was thinking about political issues, and Mao Chengyong was thinking about his military problems. However, there was still a problem, how to mobilize the menacing Huang Taiji away from this area.

grassland.

After stuffing the last piece of dry biscuit into his mouth, he clapped his hands and shook off the residue. Mao Wenlong deliberately pretended to be relaxed and said: "That will be a very grand party, and it will also announce the resurgence of our Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!