Chapter 269 I am not here to watch the play, but to sing the leading role!
"Do you know where this is? Where is this land under our feet? Who can bravely stand up and tell me!" Zhu Qizhen took a deep breath, and there was an unspeakable feeling in his chest.
Angry and depressed, at this moment, he seemed to feel that he should stand up and say something.
For these, the soldiers who are about to make sacrifices for the benefit of the Ming Empire, and use their blood and even lives to defend their own dignity and the dignity of the country, say something, tell them, let them know what they have done.
, are all valuable and worth remembering.
"Your Majesty, this is the grassland, and this is the grassland east of Jining Haizi." Shi Biao didn't know what Zhu Qizhen wanted to express. However, there was also a vague expectation in his heart, looking forward to this
His Majesty, the Supreme Emperor who led them here, can do more for the soldiers.
"Jining Haizi, I remember that this place has had many names throughout the ages, and when our Ming Empire was established, this place was called Jining Haizi." Zhu Qizhen paused briefly and looked at the place.
More than ten thousand Ming Dynasty elites stared at him silently and solemnly, and his voice suddenly became louder.
"Why do we Han people call this place Jining Haizi? It's because this place was once our land, the land that belonged to our Ming Empire!"
“…………In the seventh year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, Guanshan Guard was established further north at Guanshan at Jiujiu Spring, and Chahan Guard was established further north and on the west side of Chahan’er’s head.
Hannaoerwei, tell me, Jininghaizi, which is hundreds of miles south of Chahannaoernihai and Guanshanwei, is the territory of our Ming Empire?!"
"Yes!" This time, there were more voices answering, and the voices seemed more certain and resolute. No one paid attention to the Zhu'erqing warriors whose faces changed drastically, and no one paid attention to the soldiers of the Junggar tribe.
At this moment, they were all looking at the tall figure standing on the high hill and listening to his strong and passionate shouts.
"Today, we stand here, standing on the land of our Ming Empire, standing on this land that our ancestors watered with their blood and dignity, I ask you, do we need to hide from those who are weaker than us?
Go behind the ethnic groups, those Junggar tribes who are willing to worship me, the Ming Dynasty, as our suzerain, and let them stop the enemy's scimitars and bows and arrows for us?"
"No need!" This time, the Ming soldiers further away also roared in response.
"Yes, we don't need it. Why don't we need it? Because we are a proud nation, a nation with blood and dignity in our bones and even our soul. Since the beginning of history, we have failed countless times.
We have fought hard, no matter how powerful the enemy is, knocking us down again and again, but every time, our Chinese nation will stand up again.
"Our ancestors, the Tammons, have never surrendered. It was them who defeated and routed those enemies who dared to ridicule and humiliate us time and time again, whether they were the Dog Rong during the Western Zhou Dynasty or the Xiongnu during the Qin and Han Dynasties.
Or maybe it was the Turks during the Sui and Tang Dynasties.”
“…Our ancestors used their blood and lives to set an example for us, telling us that only by bravely taking up arms, even raising stones and fists, and never giving up hope, our nation will surely be able to achieve success.
The final victory will make all those enemies who try to trample the dignity and pride of our nation under their feet pay the price they deserve."
The wind blew the flag fiercely, and made Zhu Qizhen's battle jacket and the cloak behind him flutter. However, it could not blow away his majestic and solemn words, nor could it blow away these words.
The fighting spirit and determination in the hearts of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty became increasingly strong.
"In the past, the territory of our Ming Empire even included almost the entire grassland. But in the past few decades, we could only hide tremblingly in those solid walls and fortresses, relying on those steep terrains and hills, helplessly watching.
Watching the territory that originally belonged to us being taken away, watching those enemies mocking us wantonly, trampling on our dignity again and again with their contempt, their scimitars and bows and arrows..."
"What did we get in exchange for our concessions again and again? Did we get peace? No, did we get wealth? Not to mention, what we got in exchange was just the millions of people in northern Xinjiang who left their homes, and what we got in exchange was just countless
The family's wives and children were separated, and the family was destroyed..."
"Today, I want to tell you that cowardice and humility cannot buy peace, peace and tranquility. These things need to be achieved with iron and blood. They need to rely on you, these proud and fearless people.
The soldiers of the Ming Empire will make it happen!"
The enemy cavalry in the distance was slowly approaching, but the rumble of hoofbeats could not stop Zhu Qizhen's blood- boiling heartbeat.
"... The Ming Dynasty has made countless concessions for more than a hundred years since its founding. Now, we absolutely cannot retreat anymore. Today, I want you to pick up the weapons in your hands and use them, as well as the deafening
The roar of cannons tells all the enemies who despise us, let them pay the price they deserve, and let them understand that we are the only ones who are qualified to be the masters of this land that originally belonged to our Ming Empire!"
"Long live the Ming Empire! Long live! Long live the Ming Dynasty!" I don't know when or who suddenly shouted such a sentence. This is the roar that will be made every day after the flag is raised in the pro-army camp.
Once, it sounded here, on this grassland, and in an instant, it was like a torrent sweeping across the entire grassland.
"Our ancestors have never surrendered. Their blood is now flowing in our veins and will never cool down..."
"Now, we stand here, and I want you to raise the weapons in your hands and prove yourselves to those enemies who dare to despise us, who want to humiliate us, and who want to enslave us!"
Zhu Qizhen took a deep breath and slowly pulled out the sword from his waist. The sharp blade reflected the dazzling light, like a golden earth god, looking so majestic.
and pride. "I will be here, standing under the flag of the Ming Empire, standing with you. Are you willing to join me and face those enemies fearlessly, even if we sacrifice for the Ming Empire?"
Even if we give our last drop of blood, we will never give in, because we are soldiers of the Ming Empire!"
"For the honor of our ancestors, for our own dignity, and for the millions of fellow villagers behind us, fight side by side with me here!" The tip of the sword was raised to a very high place, as if it was pierced through
It reached the sky and pierced the blazing sun. The scorching heat and dazzling light that overflowed from Zhu Qizhen's figure bloomed in all directions...
The cheers and roars of the people under Emperor Ming's rule came one after another, and there was no longer any fear or panic in everyone's heart. Yes, being able to fight side by side with this emperor, even if there were only mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead,
They also dared to come together.
"Such a great Ming, such a mighty Heaven, the hearts of all people are like one person, and such an army, we are far behind." Great Elder Batu sighed and closed his eyes. His voice seemed extra special among the cheers and roars.
Powerless and frustrated.
"Tell the clan leader that there is no need to persuade you any more. I believe that the Ming Emperor and his men will not be defeated before our Dzungarian warriors."
In fact, there was no need for the tribal general to come back to report. When he heard the thunderous roar from the Ming army formation, A Ci already knew the answer. Looking at the army formation composed of only more than ten thousand Ming troops,
Listening to those heart-stopping roars, Asashi felt that it was like a male lion waking up from a deep sleep, shaking the fluffy mane on its neck, and letting out a roar that made the world tremble.
The Junggar Allied Forces all silently and quietly moved towards the allied army. Although there were only more than ten thousand, the momentum just now made them feel that the pressure brought by these Ming troops even exceeded that of the nearly eight-eight-strong allied army.
Wan's Prairie Headquarters Allied Forces.
It is a blessing to have such allies, but it is definitely a misfortune to have such enemies.
The grassland coalition forces that were slowly advancing were also shocked by the roar of the Ming army formation. Bolai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and focused on the small army again.
Because most of them wore bright red war jackets, they were like a cluster of bright red wild flowers blooming on the Ming army's formation on the green field.
"The morale of this Ming army is extremely high. It must be because the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is guarding the formation here." Young Master Aluo Chu also saw something strange over there and turned around to look at some of the things happening here.
The 10,000 elite cavalrymen of the Assassin tribe led by Chi Na deliberately showed a worried look on their faces, and their morale was so high that the general thought, should we be more cautious?"
Listening to the words of the young master A Luo, Bolai, who had a hint of worry between his eyebrows, suddenly felt annoyed in his heart, but his face remained calm and calm.
He shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Why, does it mean that the young master doesn't trust the fighting power of my warriors from the Ha Ci Shen tribe?"
"How dare you, general? Haha, since the grand master thinks it's okay, then it's okay. We can't wait to see the warriors of the Haci Shen tribe and give those despicable Han people a harsh lesson.
Understand, who is the master of this grassland." Aluo looked gentle and harmless, as if he had not heard the bones of Bolai's words, but he was just trying to please and flatter him, which finally made Bolai feel that little bit in his heart.
The dissatisfaction gradually faded away.
However, Bolai also beat a small drum in his heart. Although in the entire Ming Dynasty, Yang Hong and Shi Heng were the only generals in the Ming Dynasty who could be treated with caution by the grassland heroes. However, the little King Yang was not a good person.
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Thinking of this, Bolai couldn't help but signaled a shi guard to come closer and gave some instructions in a low voice. When the shi guard understood and understood, he started to attack the horse that had already formed a team, and he might start to attack the Ming army at any time.
The cavalry of Ha Ci Shen's tribe who launched an attack rushed over.
After that, he gave a few instructions to Ge'er, another close confidant beside him. Ge'er nodded, quietly left Bolai's side, and led his five thousand elite cavalry to quietly cruise to the Allied Army's headquarters.
The flanks of the army echoed the elite cavalry led by Na Chi Na. As long as the attack of Na Chi Na's thousands of fine cavalry was thwarted, Ges'er could provide reinforcements in time, or he could attack the flank of the Ming army diagonally.
In this case, Borai really couldn't think of any other reasons for failure?
Seeing Chi Na in the distance meet the shi guards he sent, Borai couldn't help but feel relieved. As long as Chi Na can be more cautious, it is expected that the more than 10,000 Ming troops, no matter how elite they are, can do anything.
What's more, there are a total of 80,000 grassland warriors on our side who are incomparably brave, have endured many battles, and have extremely high morale and fighting spirit.
There are no dangerous places with city walls here, and the high mountains can provide support for the Ming Dynasty troops who are good at defending. This is the grassland, the best battlefield for cavalry, and the home ground where the ancient Méng people can best use their riding skills, scimitars, and bows and arrows.
.Those Ming armies here will only have one ending, and that is defeat, rout,...
"Attention, soldiers, pay attention to your comrades, stay in good formation, no one can make unnecessary movements without orders. Now, check the weapons in your hands for the last time to make sure that the muskets in your hands have been loaded. Make sure that you
Is the bullet bag on your waist full of ammunition..."
"Report, the ammunition has been prepared, the firing range has been calibrated, and the artillery is ready to fire at any time!"
"The musketeers of the first, second, and third battalions are out. The musketeers of the fourth and fifth battalions are now entering the two-winged van. The sixth battalion is a reserve team and is on standby at any time..."
Zhu Qizhen was still standing on the small high ground, continuing to observe the Mongolian coalition cavalry who had begun to let go of their reins and let their horses slowly increase speed, and listened to the rapid and methodical orders.
Those resisting horses that had been made long ago were scattered in two or three rows in front of a hundred steps away from the musketeers. In addition to the resisting horses that were as high as the horse's belly, there were also
Countless triangular irons that have been hidden among the branches and leaves of weeds are reflecting dark light. Although these triangular irons with each leg being an inch long are inconspicuous, they are extremely terrifying and are specially used to deal with cavalry groups.
A weapon of assault.
"Tell Yang Jun, don't rush to fire the heavy artillery. Let the one-shoe army come in first, let the soldiers see blood first, and cultivate a little murderous intent." Zhu Qizhen saw that the layout was similar to that of Ruo Jingtang.
In the military formation, he took a deep breath and gave the latest order to the Qian Zhong who had been guarding him.
"I brought this elite here not just to watch the show, but to play the leading role!" Zhu Qizhen tightened his grip on the reins and said viciously in his heart...
