In the second year of Jingtai, in the late summer of 1451 AD, in the fat green grassland of Monan Grassland. In front of the ruins of the broken wall of the horse-hanging platform, about fifty miles away from the Huyu entrance, the last border fort in Datong border town, a man with a helmet on his head
Guan Jia, with the sword hanging by his waist, Shi Heng took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and looked at this border fort that originally belonged to Datong Town deeper into the grassland, but in the battles and tug-of-war with Yuan Meng again and again,
Lost frontier stronghold.
Under the still wanton and flamboyant sun, whether it is the nowhere green field or the majestic appearance and miserable remnants of the broken walls that have been grown wantonly by weeds and shrubs, they have gradually lost sight of the past.
A light golden color.
Shi Heng withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look around. At a place by the water only a few miles away from the horse-drying platform, 25,000 elite soldiers from the border town of Datong were encamped there, and a few smokes rose slowly.
, and the constant calls of orders, as well as the roaring sounds of the men and horses, seemed to leak into the military camp, making it appear very uneasy.
However, Shi Heng did not ask anyone to stop the noise coming from the military camp, and the officers in the military camp seemed to know what Shi Heng meant. They seemed to turn a blind eye to this scene, or in other words, in their hearts
It's only right that I can't hold back my excitement either.
"Today, they stayed here for the last peaceful day." Shi Heng withdrew his gaze and muttered secretly in his heart. His eyes fell on a place that was nearly two feet thick, but only half of it was left.
At the top of the tall earthen wall, his calloused hands gently stroked the inner leaves of the weeds that stretched out from the stubble. Then he tightened his hands and uprooted the weeds from the cracks in the wall.
rise.
He casually threw the handful of wild leather at his feet and gently brushed the new mud brought out from the broken wall with his hand. Shi Heng couldn't help but feel a little more complicated emotions in his heart.
Nearly three months have passed since he secretly reached an agreement with His Majesty the Supreme Emperor Zhu Qizhen. During these three months, Shi Heng hesitated, worried, and even vaguely regretted it. However, when he
When he received the news from Zhu Qizhen, he didn't have any thoughts in his heart, or he didn't even think about the series of consequences of his actions, but resolutely led the Datong side.
The town's 25,000 cavalrymen rode out of the border and headed straight for the grassland.
At this moment, Shi Heng couldn't help but recall the words in Zhu Qizhen's secret letter to him that still shake his heart. "I only need your loyalty to the country and your willingness to serve as a soldier of the Ming Dynasty."
nation."
one………
Shi Heng was still engraved in his heart on the humiliation brought to him by the thorny shoes more than two days ago. The rout in which the entire army was wiped out was like someone taking a knife and stabbing the wound in his heart.
, his robe was dripping with blood, almost all of his superiors and subordinates died in front of him, and if he hadn't been crushed by his deadly mount on a small road,
In the ditch, he might have been buried in the loess.
It has to be said that the benefits given by Zhu Qizhen are youhuo, and perhaps they account for more here. However, Shi Heng is a soldier after all, a soldier who has fought life and death on the battlefield for nearly twenty years. At this moment,
Although he already holds a high position, he has not left the battlefield after all, and the deep-seated hatred in his heart has not been eliminated by time.
Every time when he dreamed about it at midnight, Shi Heng would always think of that scene, that bloody scene. It was the most unforgettable defeat in his life. Even after the defeat, Shi Heng thought that he would never die again.
The hope of revenge.
Although the first battle in the capital city resulted in an inspiring victory, Shi Heng knew very well that it was just a victory with greater political significance, and Wasi's strength was not affected at all.
Too much damage.
This is also the reason why the capital has an army of 200,000, but dare not press forward step by step. This is the biggest regret in Shi Heng's heart. But now, Zhu Qizhen gave himself a chance, a
A chance to avenge the past.
Shi Heng is very clear about the grudge between today's emperor and Zhu Qizhen, and he also understands the wrath of thunder that he will provoke if he sends troops. But Shi Heng knows even better that he must do it for himself, for his own robe, and for himself.
For past failures, take revenge on the target.
More importantly, ever since he was reprimanded by Yu Qian and scolded by the Emperor, the seeds of dissatisfaction had been planted in Shi Heng's heart. He held more than 100,000 elite soldiers in Datong in vain, just to supervise the people who were dedicated to
His Majesty, the Supreme Emperor, who planned for the Ming Dynasty, did this, which really made Shi Heng disdain him, but he had to follow it.
Because here in Datong, it is a border town after all, facing the vast grassland. Now, Zhu Qizhen gave himself a chance. Shi Heng pondered for five days before finally agreeing to Zhu Qizhen.
That's because Zhu Qizhen's plans and arrangements were unfolded step by step through Guo Shun and the secret envoys sent by Zhu Qizhen, coupled with Shi Heng's own judgment. Shi Heng had already seen it clearly.
It is clear that if this strategy is successful, the entire prairie will be plunged into chaos. For at least several decades, the prairie will have no opponent that can rival the Ming Dynasty.
If I don't take action at this time, I'm afraid that I will never have the chance to take revenge in my lifetime. I'm afraid I can only keep this regret in my pocket and feel endlessly melancholy when I grow old.
He is not willing to accept it. He is younger than Yang Hong. He is the most famous general in the Ming Dynasty after Yang Hong. Although now, when it comes to the generals of the Ming Dynasty, Yang and Shi are almost tied, but in the end, he is still slightly inferior.
.Yang Hong is about to become a symbol of the Ming Dynasty. He is even called King Yang by the grassland people, and his eldest son Yang Jun is also called Little King Yang.
But as for me, I was defeated by Wa Ci after all, and the defeat was like a bereaved dog that was in panic all day long. I lost 30,000 troops in Yanghekou, a dangerous place in the border town of Datong, and I just escaped alone. This is
If the shame of a lifetime cannot be avenged, even if Yang Hong dies in another thirty or fifty years, I am afraid that when the world talks about him, he will always mention Yang Hong.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, has the shame of a civil fortress. As a royal nobleman, you still know how to hate. He is a soldier of the Ming Dynasty and a famous general respected by the world. Could it be that he is not as good as the man who could not even ride a horse in the past?
, Isn’t it possible that the overlord who can’t even draw a bow will succeed?
Shi Heng stroked the extremely finely groomed long beard under his chin, narrowed his eyes, looked at the far horizon in the northeast, and couldn't help but feel proud. In his mouth, he couldn't help but read the words boldly.
There is a famous saying that has been passed down to this day since the Han Dynasty: "A man should die in the wilderness, wrap his body in horse leather and bury his ears. How can he lie on his bed and do evil in the hands of his son and daughter??!"
Behind him, the generals and soldiers who followed him here heard the words recited by Shi Heng's powerful and deep voice, and they couldn't help but feel their blood boiling in their hearts. Yes, when they thought of this vast grassland, they felt a rush of blood.
Thinking of the repeated advances that made the Ming Dynasty lose ground and suffer setbacks, they are now thinking about killing themselves in ignorance. They have not noticed at all that the iron hoofs of the Ming Dynasty have already set foot on this land. Those shoes thought they were
The Han people no longer dare to set foot in even half of the forbidden areas.
When I think about it, in a few days, hundreds of thousands of cavalry on the nine sides will be like a torrent, swallowing up and strangling those powerful enemies in the past, and the names of myself and others will be written down in history books.
Pen.
Fame can only come from horses, as a true man should!
Geerhai was called Nanchi and Qifu Yuanchi in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Qifubo in the Tang Dynasty, Baishuiluo in the Liao Dynasty, Baishuibo in the Jin Dynasty, Angjiluo and Yuanyangluo in the Yuan Dynasty, and it was called Yuanyangluo in the Ming Dynasty.
It was called Jininghaizi or Geerhai, but the small tribes around Geerhai changed it to Angulinaoer.
Jining Haizi is not far to the north, and is the former Jining Road in the Yuan Dynasty. It was originally Jining County in the Jin Dynasty and a town under the jurisdiction of Fuzhou, Datong Prefecture on Xijing Road. It was a market for commercial transactions between the ancient grasslands of Meng and Hebei, Shanxi and other places.
In the early years of the Yuan Dynasty, it was upgraded to Jining Road, which was under the jurisdiction of Zhongshu Province and Jining County.
Then, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Red Turban Army uprising swept across Jining Road. The once rich and prosperous Jining Road was destroyed by the Red Turban Army. However, this war was quickly quelled by the Yuan Dynasty government.
After the war, residents returned to Jining Road one after another. They cleaned up the battlefield and buried the bodies.
Some people even quietly dug up the belongings that others had buried before the war. Everything was back on track. Ten years later, residents heard news of the war again. People who had experienced the war firmly believed that one day they could return here to rebuild their homes.
So they buried as much property as possible that could not be taken away, waiting to be retrieved again after the war.
They didn't know that they would never see these things again, because what forced them to leave their hometown again was a war that changed dynasties, and the history of the Ming Dynasty began.
After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there was a decades-long war with Yuanmeng who fled to Mobei. Yuanshangdu, further north of Jining Road, was used by the Ming army as an important military defense town. As for a city that has experienced many wars
, has long since withered, and the desolate Jining City has long been a wilderness buried in a pile of weeds.
After Yongle, the Ming Dynasty's military gradually withdrew from the grassland, and the nomadic people who had changed their name to Washi once again expanded their sphere of influence to the foot of the Great Wall. Jining Road, and everything left over from the war gradually
Covered by weeds, a city disappeared.
Only those nomads who migrated to Jining Haizi from nowhere would occasionally pass by and look around curiously, but they did not stay.
And now, a large army of about 70,000 people is slowly advancing from north to south, passing by the ruins of Jining City, towards the defeated Junggar army gathered east of Jining Haizi...
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p is achieved, everyone slowly take a look haha, hoohoo, success is in sight!!!!!!!!.
