Li Rusong was furious at this moment, and like an enraged bull, he snatched a knife from the soldier's waist and swung the knife horizontally.
He was about to pounce on this ignorant Tatar envoy and chop him to death.
But he was hugged tightly by Marin.
Marin was frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the angry Shangguan and tried his best to stop him: "Sir, calm down... calm down."
This envoy of King Shunyi of Tatar cannot be killed.
When the two countries are at war, it is not necessary to kill the envoy. This sword strike is very satisfying, but after that, that damn King Shunyi's invasion of the army is unavoidable.
"Into your mother!"
Under the obstruction of Ma Lin and several soldiers, Li Rusong's eyes widened and he roared.
This roar.
The arrogant Tatar envoy restrained himself a little, but he still cocked his neck and rolled his eyes in a condescending manner.
Such arrogance...
It is clear that the strong countries have disdain for the weak countries, and even have contempt for them.
Shen Lie understood in his heart, his eyes became gloomy, and his heart seemed to be burning, and the frustration came to mind again.
How did the great Ming Dynasty fall to this point?
When they wanted to found the country, the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty were beaten into a dead snake by Chang Yuchun, Lan Yu, a group of famous generals, and later Emperor Yongle. How did they turn around?
The more powerful Wala has not yet come...
Just a mere Tatar tribe dared to ride on the neck of the Ming Dynasty and behave like a strong country. This really turned the millions of Ming army into weak chickens.
But the fact is...
That seems to be the case too.
This taste is really uncomfortable.
Shen Lie pondered and had a glimmer of understanding. Counting from the Longqing Peace Conference, the Ming Dynasty, which had been peaceful for more than ten years, would no longer be stable.
I would like to ask if a dynasty does not want to make progress, but if a dynasty just gives in, can the problem be solved?
If possible.
Then how did the Northern Song Dynasty fall?
Stand up suddenly.
Shen Lie walked over without haste, first snatched the knife from Li Rusong's hand, returned it to his own soldier, and then walked towards the Tatar envoy.
He stopped three feet in front of the messenger.
Shen Lie clasped his hands behind his back and said solemnly: "I, Shen Lie, serve as the admiral of Dongchang in the Ming Dynasty. I also know Jinyi's personal army. His name is Li Rusong, and he is the mighty marshal of the Liao Army. His name is Ma Lin, and he is the master of Ma Fang." After that...if you are sure about it, go back and tell your master."
There was a pause.
Shen Lie said in a low voice: "If you want to fight, then fight. Our Emperor Ming has a million troops on all sides and 400,000 soldiers in the capital camp are ready... Get out!"
As a roller cursed, the envoy did not dare to protest anymore, so he stuffed the credentials written on silk into his hand, and then walked away proudly.
In an instant.
The backyard of the General Military Mansion became tense.
The three brothers sat speechless.
There was a long silence.
Ma Lin said softly: "This is a serious matter, so we should rush to the capital to inform the emperor and the ministers of the cabinet, and ask the imperial army to come for reinforcements..."
Li Rusong nodded and said fiercely: "That makes sense, so I'll write a note right away."
Watching Li Rusong leave in a hurry.
Shen Lie also had a solemn expression on his face, mentally calculating the balance of power between the two sides.
Since the Longqing Peace Conference, wool, horses, dairy products, and meat produced on the grasslands have flowed into the Ming Dynasty, in exchange for large amounts of refined iron, gunpowder, grain, and medicinal materials...
Nourished by more than a dozen treaty ports, the Tatar tribes are now at their peak.
Looking back at the Ming Dynasty.
Ten years.
Zhang Juzheng worked hard and was determined to reform, and he also saved a lot of wealth for the Ming Dynasty. The Liao Army, Zhejiang Army, and Jiubian also raised a group of capable soldiers.
If a fight breaks out, the outcome is uncertain.
"The so-called war..."
Shen Lie said quietly: "There are three things to do."
Hear this.
Marin looked over and said softly: "How do you say it?"
Shen Lie said quietly: "Qian Liang, Qian Liang, still Qian Liang."
Marin was speechless.
Not long after.
Marin sincerely praised: "This makes sense!"
Fighting is nothing more than collecting money and food.
But.
Shen Lie rubbed his forehead in pain again. He knew that this battle was too early. This battle to avenge shame should have happened five years later.
"too early……"
Qi Jiguang, who is now in charge of the Miyun camp, is still trying his best to train the troops of the nine frontiers and raise money everywhere to redress the frontier troops. However, he is held back by the ministers in the DPRK and the progress is not going well.
The number of muskets and artillery introduced by the imperial court from the West was still very small, and it would take time even if craftsmen were organized to imitate them on a large scale.
Moreover, after many years of fighting, the Zhejiang Army was also in a state of decline, and the only one it could use was the Liao Army. However, the Liao Army still had to suppress the various Jurchen tribes in Liaodong, so the number of troops it could deploy was limited.
How did Daming get into this position?
Is it not rich enough?
Of course not.
Is it because the Ming border troops did not dare to fight?
Neither.
With a fire in his heart, Shen Lie stood up, walked to the yard with his hands behind his back, looked at the gloomy sky in the northwest, and murmured faintly.
"There are always some people in this world who think that if they give in or compromise... others will stop fighting."
Is that so?
You are weak, you compromised, and you chose to live quietly. Others may not come to attack and plunder you, but that is just because others are in a good mood.
What if someone is in a bad mood one day?
It's only a matter of time before you get beaten.
Not long after, Li Rusong hurried out of the study, ordered his guards to lead out the war horses, and rushed eight hundred miles to report to the capital.
As a result, the entire Xuanfu and Datong front lines became tense again.
Li Rusong acted vigorously and resolutely, and soon issued military orders one after another, and began to count the two towns in Shanxi, plus the soldiers and horses on the front line of Xuanfu.
Within two days.
Soldiers and military leaders from all over the country gathered in Datong. A rough calculation showed that the 600-mile-long Great Wall defense line had a nominal strength of 200,000 frontier troops.
But it couldn't withstand investigation.
Under Li Rusong's severe questioning, the most authentic Jiubian was revealed in front of the three brothers.
Over the years, military preparations have been lax, and the shortage of various military posts has reached half. In some frontline military fortresses and border towns, all the military households have already fled.
At midnight.
It was better than staying up all night in the yamen. The three brothers calmed down from their anger and began to face the cold reality.
After some calculation.
Ma Lin looked at Li Rusong, then at Shen Lie, and said in a low voice: "If all the places come together, it won't be difficult to come up with a hundred thousand cavalry..."
Talking and talking.
He himself also lacked some confidence.
Shen Lie and Li Rusong also frowned, never thinking that only a dozen years had passed since the Long Qing Dynasty.
The nine sides have been corrupted to such an extent.
Especially in the land of Shanxi, from top to bottom, from officials to local powerful men, the gentry only wanted to do business and make a lot of money, which led to lax military armaments, erosion of guard posts, and large-scale military households fleeing...
One hundred thousand infantry and cavalry sounds scary, but there are no more than 20,000 cavalry among them, and the rest are just miscellaneous and weak soldiers.
"It's difficult to handle."
Marin rubbed his forehead, sighed, and calculated the strength of the Tatar King Shunyi's troops, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
When negotiating peace with the Ming Dynasty more than ten years ago, the Tatars used 100,000 cavalry to besiege the capital, and now they have been recuperating for more than ten years.
This strength...
I'm afraid it has increased a lot, and Shen Lie is also silent at this time. Military and national events can affect the whole body. This battle is indeed not optimistic.
In silence.
Li Rusong slapped the table hard and said harshly: "Then you have to hit me!"
