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Chapter 86 The Attacking Zhang Wuji

Chapter 86 The Attacking Zhang Wuji

Song Xuan's words made everyone's hearts feel hot.

As a military general, who has not yet dreamed of opening up new territories and enclosing wolves as their home?

If he can really regain the whole world, the commander's achievements will surely surpass that of Emperor Qin and Han Wu, and he will become the greatest emperor in history. And these ministers who followed the dragon will surely leave their names in the annals of history and be worshiped by future generations!

"Brother, what do you plan to do with those prisoners?"

Liu Qinglian asked aloud, and even suggested: "I think there are still too many people. How about we dig some holes and bury some?"

Song Xuan glanced at Liu Qinglian and ignored her.

This woman is definitely a ruthless and murderous kind.

"What do you think?" Song Xuan looked at Xu Da and Lan Yu.

Xu Da hurriedly said: "The commander-in-chief wants to rule the world, and the number of prisoners killed is unknown, so why not leave the tens of thousands of prisoners as cannon fodder? Besides, in this great victory, our army captured countless grain, grass and baggage, and we can still afford to feed tens of thousands more."

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Song Xuan nodded and said: "Since there is enough food and grass, let's keep it as cannon fodder. Just eat one meal a day and don't starve to death. This will save these people from having other thoughts after they are full!"

When the world is unified, these people who have not made any military achievements will be demoted to slave status and sent to Liaodong to open up wasteland!"

In the early morning of the next day, after resting for a whole day, Song Xuan gave an order and more than 200,000 Jinling Army soldiers set out again and drove all the way north.

If you include the heavy troops and the people transporting supplies, the army stretches for hundreds of miles, like long dragons crossing the north and south, boundless.

In the cities we passed along the way, such as Jinan, Xuzhou, Tianjin and other big cities, after learning that Jinling's hundreds of thousands of troops were approaching, the city defenders either abandoned the city and fled, or were beheaded by their generals and opened the city gates to surrender.

The elite Yuan army led by Tuo Tuo Bu Hua were defeated in one battle. Everyone knew that the Yuan Dynasty was exhausted and the world was about to change its master!

After marching south to Tianjin City, Song Xuan ordered the army to station in Tianjin and rest for a day.

Then, the message from Yuan Dadu came from the Qing Yi Guard.

The capital of the Yuan Dynasty was also known as Yanjing in later generations. After Kublai Khan established the Yuan Dynasty, Yanjing became the capital and became the capital of the Yuan Empire.

"Commander, someone wants to pick our fruit!"

In Tianjin City, all the generals gathered in the Temporary Commander's Mansion, and the commander of the Tsing Yi Guards handed a piece of information to Song Xuan.

Song Xuan took a look and said with a smile: "I really underestimated that Junior Brother Zhang!"

Dadu has changed hands.

After the Yuan Dynasty learned that the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in Totuo Tuohua were almost completely destroyed, Emperor Yuan Shun made a rare decisive move and directly plundered most of the supplies. Then he led the Mongolian nobles and more than 200,000 soldiers and horses in the city.

Under the protection of his wife, he fled to the grassland of Mobei.

As a nation that originated from the grasslands, their ability to run away has never failed.

The Ming army, which was originally trapped in northern Shaanxi, seemed to have received advice from experts during the decisive battle between Song Xuan and Totuo Buhua at Huizhou City. They built plank roads secretly in Chencang, bypassed the surveillance of the Yuan army, and actually arrived in Dadu in advance, ahead of the Jinling army.

Previously, this ancient city was taken down.

"This scene looks a bit familiar!"

Song Xuan chuckled, "This reminds me of Xiang Yu's allusion to the Qin Dynasty's 200,000-strong army, while Liu Bang took a shortcut and captured Xianyang, the capital of Qin, in advance.

I, Junior Brother Zhang, want to be Liu Bang, but unfortunately, I am not Xiang Yu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face faded, and he immediately ordered: "Tomorrow the army will set out and march outside the capital city! Anyone who dares to block the way along the way will be killed!"

More than half a year has passed since the Song Dynasty ordered the dispatch of troops in Jinling in the early spring of the Xuan Dynasty to the time when the large army left Tianjin and marched towards Dadu.

It was now October, the weather was getting colder, and drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Zhang Wuji, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, stood on top of the majestic capital city, looking into the distance.

Beside him, there were eunuchs holding umbrellas, palace maids holding swing fans, and rows of soldiers wearing heavy armor, all made of fine iron, and the armor leaves clanked as they walked.

A few days ago, amid the continuous persuasion from the top officials of the Ming religion and the civil and military officials of the Ming army, he accepted the three kowtows and nine bows from the officials in the palace of the Yuan Dynasty dedicated to the grand ceremony and enthronement, and was enthroned as emperor.

By the way, that palace is called Daming Palace!

One drink and one peck, it seems to be determined by heaven. Destiny is really a mysterious thing.

I wonder when Kublai Khan designated this palace as the Daming Palace, did he ever think that the Yuan Dynasty he founded would be replaced by the Ming Dynasty in the future?

"You think, I ascended the throne as emperor in Dadu, is it right or wrong?"

Zhang Wuji looked a little hesitant and looked into the distance, with an indescribable sigh in his voice.

Once upon a time, he was a poor man whose parents died, suffered from cold poison, and had no hope in life. Who would have thought that in just two years, he would go from having nothing to becoming the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

"Your Majesty, you have already proclaimed yourself emperor, why should you hesitate now?" Monk Peng, one of the Wusan people, advised.

Zhang Wuji sighed and said: "If my senior brother Song knew that we had seized Dadu in advance, he would definitely not give up. To be honest, when I saw him, I was a little scared from the bottom of my heart."

"What is there to be afraid of?" Monk Peng said: "Your Majesty, don't think we owe them anything. Yes, the elite Tuo Tuo Bu Hua were killed by his surnamed Song.

But if our Ming army had not contained the main force of the Yuan army before, could Song Xuan have safely recruited troops in Jinling City?

Fighting for the world has always been about using one's own methods, so why should we give up the majority of the land we have conquered based on our own abilities?"

Zhang Wuji sighed and said: "But he is my senior brother after all, and I don't want to fight with him."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, this battle may not be possible!"

Not far away, an old man smiled and said: "Long before entering Dadu, I sent a letter to the Master Sanfeng in the name of Your Majesty.

If that old immortal is willing to come forward to mediate, Your Majesty thinks, will your Senior Brother Song listen or not?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up, and even Wu Sanren and other senior officials of Mingjiao showed joy at this moment.

"It's Mr. Zhuang's clever plan!"

"Before, Mr. Zhuang persuaded me to secretly plot to seize the capital in Chencang. I thought it was unreliable. Now it seems that Mr. Zhuang is really my Ming Dynasty's sleeping dragon and phoenix chick!"

"Haha, if Master Sanfeng is really willing to come forward, our plan to conquer the river with Song's surname may not be impossible!"

"That's right, we have worked hard to conquer the world. Why can't we control the world? It's good to rule by dividing the river. Our Ming Dynasty is in charge of the north, and his surname Song is in charge of the south. No one suffers, isn't it beautiful?"

Listening to everyone's words, Zhang Wuji's expression also improved a little, and he said: "Have the sent out scouts not come back yet? I don't know what Senior Brother Song's reaction was when he learned that we had occupied most of the capital?"

(End of chapter)


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