The Ming army marched eastward in mighty force. When they were on their way to the camp, Chen Ying hurriedly ordered people to drag out the artillery.
But Zhu Qizhen stopped him and said: "The Wala people may catch up at any time. To be on the safe side, we must move forward lightly!"
"Ah?"
Chen Ying was dumbfounded. Should we just throw away the twelve general cannons?
Isn’t this a prodigal?
"Your Majesty, these artillery pieces..."
"No more!"
Zhu Qizhen was straightforward, as if these cannons were just like those picked up on the roadside, and he didn't feel distressed at all.
Chen Ying was very confused. This thing was a treasure in his eyes, more important than his own life.
"Why don't the emperor lead his troops to take the lead and leave a team of 100 people to transport the cannons? If the Wala people catch up, I will abandon them..."
"No need!"
Zhu Qizhen waved his hand to stop it and said: "If the cannon is gone, we can rebuild it. If the man is gone, then there is nothing. I don't want the Qing family and the soldiers to take this risk!"
"But..."
"There is no need for you to say anything, just tell me my will, abandon all your baggage, and head towards Juyongguan at full speed!"
Chen Ying was very puzzled as to why the emperor regarded these Qiu Ba as more important than cannons.
In this era, human life is the least valuable.
For ordinary people, a human life is far less valuable than a cow.
The same is true for marching and fighting. To cast a general cannon requires thousands of pounds of pig iron, and its strategic value is immeasurable. How can the lives of a few Qiu Ba be compensated?
What's more, now it is not simply discarded, but handed over to the Wala people.
After thinking about it, I still feel unwilling to accept it. Putting the twelve general cannons in Ye Xian's hands, God knows what the consequences will be!
"Your Majesty, if you insist on abandoning the baggage, why not send someone to destroy these cannons?"
Although I feel heartbroken, as of now, this is all that can be done.
"Forget it!" Zhu Qizhen shook his head and said, "Just think of it as my gift to Ye Xian!"
Chen Ying was speechless. Can I just give this thing away?
Cannons, Your Majesty, these are all silver!
Seeing Chen Ying's tangled expression, Zhu Qizhen smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I have my own plan."
Chen Ying felt helpless, but did not persist.
"I... obey your order!"
The orders were passed down level by level, and the army continued to advance. Chen Ying looked back at the twelve general cannons in the camp, and his heart was bleeding.
Who knows, Zhu Qizhen didn't like these things at all, and the reason why he didn't let Chen Ying destroy them was because he had other plans in mind.
After returning to the capital, the first thing to do is to improve weapons and equipment. It is time for old-fashioned artillery like this to withdraw from the stage of history.
Choosing to leave it to Ye Xian is not a helpless move.
First of all, you have no ammunition, this thing is just a pile of scrap metal and poses no threat.
If you get the artillery first, you will definitely find a treasure. Later, you will invest a lot of manpower and material resources into it. Mongolia already lacks pig iron. If you want to make cannon shells in batches, you will inevitably occupy the resources of armor weapons. Wait for you to take them out with confidence. Cannon, I'll show you what it means to be a Gatling with blue fire!
The Ming army marched day and night, and finally arrived at Badaling successfully two days later.
Looking at the towering city wall, Zhu Qizhen felt relieved.
"Your Majesty, Zhang Fu, respectfully welcomes the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"Your Majesty, Kuang Ye, respectfully welcomes the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"Your Majesty, Luo Tong, respectfully welcomes the Emperor! Long live our Emperor!"
Zhang Fu withdrew three days ago because Zhu Qizhen insisted on staying on the battlefield, so he was needed to take charge of the overall situation.
Kuang Ye arrived earlier. He originally followed the wounded soldiers back to Beijing. After arriving at Juyongguan, he was always worried about the emperor's safety, so he asked Wang Zuo, the Minister of Household Affairs, to lead the team back to Beijing first, while he returned to Badaling to wait.
Now that I see the emperor standing in front of me unscathed, I am so happy that I burst into tears with excitement.
"Your Majesty, you...have lost weight!"
Seeing Kuang Ye's eyes full of runny nose and tears, Zhu Qizhen couldn't accept it. Old guy, I'm not dead, why are you crying?
"The Qing family members are interested, please get up and answer the question!"
Kuang Ye and others stood up and entered Guancheng with Zhu Qizhen in their arms.
Badaling is the gateway to the Yanshan Mountains. From here to the west is a flat plain, and to the east is a 36-mile pass, which is like a deep well and leads directly to Juyong Pass.
After Emperor Taizong Zhu Di moved the capital, in order to strengthen the defense of the capital, he built two lines of defense in the north, namely the Inner Great Wall and the Outer Great Wall.
The Outer Great Wall runs northwest through Chicheng, Zhangjiakou, Huai'an and enters Shanxi, then passes through Tianzhen and Datong to Baiyangling in Pianguan County. The Inner Great Wall goes southwest through Yi County, Laiyuan, Fuping and enters Shanxi, passing Lingqiu, Fan It reaches Baiyangling and connects with the Great Wall here.
There are six famous passes on the Inner Great Wall line. Juyong Pass, Zijin Pass, and Daoma Pass on the east side are called the three inner passes, and Pianguan Pass, Ningwuguan Pass, and Yanmen Pass on the west side are the three outer passes.
Among these passes, Juyong Pass is the most important gateway to the capital, and Badaling is an important outpost of Juyong Pass. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "the danger of Juyong Pass is not in the pass but in Badaling."
When Zhu Qi Town entered Guancheng, he stood on the city wall and looked down. There were two peaks sandwiched between each other. The mountains were so majestic that one man could hold the gate and ten thousand men could not open it.
At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, starting from Tumu Fort, attacking Guishui River, blocking Boyan, and getting out of the deadlock step by step.
As for Wala Ye first, I will write down this grudge first, just wait, I will come back to find you!
This night, Zhu Qizhen finally had a good sleep.
These days, in addition to fighting, I also have to guard against being attacked at night, and I don’t let anyone sleep.
The siege of Tumubao has been resolved, and the master will return to Beijing tomorrow. The real life of an emperor is finally coming.
In his sleep, he seemed to see the beautiful front desk girl again, recommending to him the emperor's supreme set meal in the store.
"Boss, would you like to order technician No. 18 tonight?"
"Well, okay!"
"Your Majesty, wake up quickly, the Walas are coming!"
"Yes, press your feet first..."
Fan Zhong was stunned again, wondering what happened to the emperor recently, and pressed his feet again?
He was cruel, touched the soles of Zhu Qizhen's feet, and pressed them hard.
"Hey, what's the matter with you..."
Zhu Qizhen sat up suddenly, and then he saw the handsome little face of technician No. 18 turned into an unshaven Fan Zhong.
"Your Majesty, the Wala army is blocking the pass!"
"What?"
"The Wala people are chasing us and have camped five miles outside Badaling Pass!"
Zhu Qizhen was so angry that I couldn’t even sleep peacefully. Is this the end?
It was about the fifth watch at this time, just before dawn, and the cold wind was blowing, refreshing the muscles and bones.
Zhu Qizhen climbed up the city wall wearing a big cloak and looked around. The camp in the distance was brightly lit and there were about tens of thousands of people.
Looking at this situation, I am preparing to attack by force first!