Zhu Di sat on the golden chair and rubbed his eyebrows: "Is there any news from your fourth uncle?"
The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji was waiting on the side. Hearing the emperor's speech, he said cautiously: "Not yet, but my grandson feels that if my fourth uncle is so brave in Annan, nothing will happen to him in Mobei."
"Annan, can Annan compare with Mobei?" Zhu Di sighed, "The Mongols are old neighbors. I have been at war with them since I was young. I have fought with them all my life. I know Mongolia very well.
People also know this desert. In the 23rd year of Hongwu, when I was thirty years old, I became the head coach for the first time. I led the soldiers into the desert, traveled thousands of miles, braved the wind and snow, and ate in the desert for several months.
of sand, and captured Beiyuan Taiwei Nai'er Buhua alive. If there were any mistakes in the process, I might be buried under the sand forever. Your fourth uncle is only in his twenties. After all, he is only a few years older than you. He
Still too young."
To be honest, Zhu Di feels a little regretful now.
He actually agreed and asked King Qi to lead 800 men to the vanguard and charge against Oala's cavalry.
In the simulation of the national destiny, King Qi seems to be omnipotent. He is a perfect person, brave and resourceful, good at fighting, and has a good character (this is doubtful).
But at that time, King Qi was a fifty-year-old veteran, and he was at the peak of his qualifications and experience.
And now King Qi is just a young general who has just debuted.
If King Qi was allowed to collapse here and Ming Dynasty lose its pillars, Zhu Di would really regret it.
Although he had four sons, except for King Qi, the remaining three sons had some problems.
The eldest prince, Zhu Gaochi, passed away a year after he inherited the throne. No, not even a year, he only reigned for ten months. The most important thing is that the descendants of the eldest son did not live up to expectations and gave birth to a foreign student from Wala.
Defeat and humiliate the country.
Not to mention the second oldest Han king, Zhu Gaoxu. When the Han king ascended the throne, his whole family suffered, and the Ming Dynasty almost fell.
The third youngest Zhao Wang, Zhu Gaosui, is not unintelligent, but he always gets confused when big things happen. Moreover, this rebellious son also has a bad record of "wanting to kill his own father", which is really annoying.
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After such a comparison, it seems that King Qi is even more majestic.
Not only was he capable of fighting and had a smart mind, but he also had a long life and was able to survive. He lived until he was over seventy years old before he fell down on the road to mend the country and secure the country for the Ming Dynasty.
"Long live Lord! King Qi is back!"
At this moment, the guard general Fan Zhong ran over happily.
"The fourth child is back? Where is he?" Zhu Di suddenly stood up and said loudly, without caring about anything else, "Quickly, take me to see him!"
Fan Zhong cupped his fists and said, "Long live, King Qi is in the old camp."
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In the old camp, all the generals Wu Xun looked at Zhu Gaojie in surprise.
Worri, did King Qi really come back alive?
Could it be that this kid went for a walk outside the country, and then got so scared that he quickly ran back without even meeting the Walas?
Zhu Di walked into the old camp and saw that Zhu Gaojie was safe and sound, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "It'll be good to come back."
He did not expect much from King Qi, but he felt more at ease after seeing King Qi return safely.
Only after losing once can people know how precious what they have lost is.
Zhu Di didn't feel that King Qi could come back alive from the bottom of his heart.
"I'm lucky to have lived up to my command!" Zhu Gaojiao raised his lips and clasped his fists and said, "My son encountered a large cavalry force from the Walas hundreds of miles south of the Luqu River. The details of the battle have been provided by the Admiral of the Three Thousand Battalion and the Deputy General of the Fengzi Battalion, Chi.
Rong made a report, I will now briefly describe the results of the battle."
"Huh?" Zhu Di was a little confused, "Did you encounter Oala's...large cavalry force?"
Zhu Gaojie nodded and said: "Yes, the cavalry unit is led by the Mongolian Prime Minister, King Wala'anle himself, Bitu Polo."
Now, Zhu Gaojie has taken over the body again.
Huo Qubing was only interested in fighting, and he didn't want to get involved in the rest. Now that the war was over, he returned to the world of his mind to fish.
But there is no problem. Huo Qubing and Zhu Gaojie are both the same person, they are just the main and secondary personalities.
"Are you sure?" Zhu Di was a little confused.
Not only him, but also everyone in the handsome camp now suspects that King Qi is bragging.
How can you, a mere 800 people, come back alive after encountering a large cavalry force from the Walas?
Moreover, the term "large cavalry units" is also worthy of consideration.
How many people are in this "big stock"?
Five hundred people?
Two hundred people?
Or more than ten people?
No one except your Fengzi camp saw the battle you fought in the desert, so you can brag about it all you want.
"Chirong!" Zhu Gaojie shouted outside the camp.
Immediately, a sturdy Mongolian man walked in. Not only that, he also took an old acquaintance of Zhu Di into custody - Ba Tupolo, one of the three kings of Wala.
"Father, this person is King Anle of Wala, Batu Polo."
Zhu Gaojie said slowly, "In this battle, I led the 800 cavalry of the Fengzi camp to defeat the troops led by King Anle of Wala. They beheaded a total of 4,742 people and captured 822 people. Among the prisoners were Wala.
King Anle brought Tupolo to Tupolo, a total of 72 Wala nobles and generals, and seized a number of treasure seals, talismans, gold and silver seals and other items, including King Anle's camel button gold seal. In addition, there were
There are more than 5,000 war horses, cattle, sheep, and camels in total, and 3,422 sets of armor and stomachs...
Among them, the prisoners have been escorted to the camp to await their death, and the beheaded Wala people have been loaded into trucks and taken back to the camp for counting."
Like a stone thrown into a pond, it caused an uproar!
The generals and military officers in the old camp couldn't sit still. They really couldn't believe that this thing was true.
What a joke!
Can eight hundred people achieve such results?
Beheaded more than 4,700 people and captured more than 800 people?
Did the Walas kneel on the ground and let you behead them?
Is this how battles are fought?!
They seriously suspected that Zhu Gaojie was bragging, but they had no evidence.
They have no evidence, but Zhu Gaojie has solid evidence.
The heads of the Wala people that were chopped off, the prisoners of the Wala that were escorted, the gold and silver seals that were seized, the cattle, sheep and camels... and the King of Wala Anle who was escorted to the old camp are undoubtedly the best proof.
"You little thief! You little thief!" Tupolo spat at Zhu Gaojie, "You are playing dirty tricks and sneaking up on me while the evil wind is raging. You have no martial ethics!"
Zhu Gaojie looked calm and made no excuses.
Soldiers who, deception also.
Ba Tupolo only saw the Fengzi camp taking advantage of the wind and sand to raid the Wala camp, but he did not see the Fengzi camp marching hundreds of miles. From the scorching sun during the day to the biting cold at night, they still endured even though food and water were cut off.
Desperate, wait for the best time, and attack suddenly!
For losers, no matter how you defend yourself, it is just sophistry.
The winner will step on the loser's bones and stand on the top of the mountain to enjoy the high scenery.
What's more, Batu Polo is not an upright person.
He threw out bait and wanted to ambush the Ming army, but was unexpectedly killed by Huo Qubing.
But now Batu Polo is just incompetent and furious because of his failure.