But regarding the severe punishment of Wang Xian, His Highness the Crown Prince still had some doubts: "How is the army now? It is not yet known whether Wang Xian is alive or dead. Is it a little too hasty to attack him now?"
"No." Yang Shiqi shook his head and said: "It is true that we cannot rule out the possibility of Wang Xianhui's survival, but the defeat of the army has been determined. Even if he comes back alive, what difference will it make?" After a pause, Yang Shiqi chuckled and said: "Unless he can turn defeat into victory,
It’s still a bit tricky to eat both Arutai and Duoyan people.”
"Haha, how is that possible?" Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shiqi looked at each other and smiled. They both knew very well that with the army running out of food and a wolf in front and a tiger behind, Wang Xian would not have any chance.
"That's it!" Yang Shiqi said with a smile: "He disobeyed the decree, underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, which led to the annihilation of the entire army, the expansion of the Tartars, and the harm to the Ming Dynasty was immeasurable! Even if he copied the nine tribes, it is natural!"
"Would this be too much of a criticism..." Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "After all, he died for the country..."
"Didn't Duke Qi sacrifice his life for the country back then?" Yang Shiqi said lightly: "With the example of the late emperor, no one can say anything."
Zhu Zhanji's brows widened when he heard Yang Shiqi talking about the Duke of Qi. In the seventh year of Yongle, Qiu Fu, the Duke of Qi, led an army of 100,000 to the northern expedition. As a result, he underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, the entire army was annihilated, and he himself died in the rebellion.
After hearing the news, he was furious and decided to conquer Qiu Fu personally. He also deprived Qiu Fu of his hereditary title and exiled his family to Hainan.
"Wang Xian's treatment should be compared to Duke Qi..." Zhu Zhanji looked at the roof, raised his head and sighed: "In any case, we have finally become friends, and I can't bear to punish him more..."
Yang Shiqi secretly murmured, "Is this what you call unbearable?" But on his face, he said respectfully: "Your Highness is merciful!" After a pause, he said softly: "It's just that Wang Xian's family members are all in Shandong now, so it's still a bit tricky to deal with them.
"
"Huh?" Zhu Zhanji was stunned when he heard this. After all, he had been imprisoned for a long time, and he only had a rough idea of what was going on outside. He didn't understand many situations. "They are all in Shandong? He is an official in the capital alone?"
But even so, Zhu Zhanji also knew that Shandong was now Wang Xian's independent kingdom. Whether it was officials or the army, they only knew that Wang Xian existed and did not know that there was a court. Anyone who dares to go to Shandong to capture Wang Xian's wife, children, and children is tantamount to
Old people who eat arsenic think they will live longer!
"Yes. It can be seen that this man has ulterior motives for a long time. If it is not for the retribution of heaven, it will surely become a disaster sooner or later!" Yang Shiqi said with murderous intention: "The matter in Shandong can be put aside for now, and first he can treat his subordinates who are not in Shandong, old friends, and colleagues.
The Party will take action!" After a pause, Yang Shiqi said in a deep voice: "First cut off his power in the court, and Shandong will be left alone, so the court can slowly take action!"
"The first assistant's clever plan can bring peace to the world..." Zhu Zhanji nodded and said.
While Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shiqi were discussing how to deal with the royal party, Wang Xian, the leader of the royal party, was leading his cavalry troops on a difficult trek through the storm-ravaged desert.
The sandstorm weakened for a while when it got dark yesterday, but Wang Xian and others were not happy for a long time before it started raging again. In the second half of the night, the wind howled, flying sand and rocks, and the power of heaven and earth reached its extreme.
The soldiers of the Ming army felt that they could not hold on anymore. If Wang Xian had not heard from Wang Xian when it was dark, the oasis was only twenty miles away, and everyone always had the thought that they would arrive at any time. They would have just laid down on the ground regardless of it.
What a love!
"Bite your teeth, we'll be there soon!" the officers shouted at the top of their lungs to boost morale.
"Your mother! You've been on your mother's horse dozens of times!" The soldiers were now grumpy. They didn't care about superiority and inferiority. They cursed one after another: "Why haven't you got on your mother's horse yet?!"
"Yes, these twenty miles are too long!" The soldiers finally burst out with strong suspicion: "How can you go all the way without even dying?!"
"It's windy! It's windy!" The officers were actually puzzled. Although everyone lost their ability to judge under the strong wind and sandstorm, they couldn't get there after walking all night, which was really unreasonable! But they couldn't waver at all, otherwise they would be on the verge of collapse.
The army will completely collapse in the next moment.
The officers could only ignore their conscience and shout: "It's right ahead!"
"Your mother, don't hurry up and move to the front!" The soldiers cursed: "Only a devil will believe your lies!"
"Then don't leave!" The officers also got angry and cursed: "Stay here and wait to die!"
This is the truth that truly inspires the soldiers to keep moving forward. After going deep into the desert, turning back is death, and not moving is death. Only by moving forward can we win a glimmer of life. Do you think they have any other choice?
"Mom, what the hell! You couldn't have led the way the wrong way!" The soldiers turned their anger to the few bald donkeys who were leading the way.
Xinci and Xinyan sneezed again and again, knowing that if they led the wrong way, they would definitely be eaten alive by these angry soldiers. The two of them looked at the compass in their hands, and then looked at the map in vain, Xinci whispered in Xinyan's ear
: "Brother, why do I feel like we have traveled more than two hundred miles?"
"I feel the same way." Xinyan nodded and said in a frustrated voice: "Why haven't we found it yet? Are we going the wrong way..."
"How about, let's run away..." He suggested without mercy.
"Asshole! You bastard!" Naturally, she was reprimanded righteously by her senior brother. Xinci was secretly ashamed of her immoral thoughts, but she heard Xinyan say quietly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier..."
"It's not too late to say it now..." Xinci was just about to do what he said, and sneaked away while the wind and sand blocked his sight. Suddenly he stepped on something under his feet, and there was a click, which scared the bald donkey who was guilty of thieving.
Da Tiao said: "What the hell?"
Xinyan also heard that sound and frowned: "It seems to be some kind of pottery!"
"Who is throwing things randomly? What should I do if it hits a child?" Xinci cursed and suddenly froze. He slowly turned around and looked at Xinyan, and the two of them suddenly squatted down and started groping around on the ground.
, after a while one person picked up the broken pottery on one side, and slowly put them together to form the shape of a wine jar!
The two of them were so excited that their hearts almost jumped out. Xinci jumped up like crazy and wanted to shout at the army behind them, but Xinyan covered his mouth and cursed in a low voice: "Shut up!
Idiot! What should I do if I startle the enemy?!" .
In the typhoon shelter, although the carnival has ended, the Tatars are still hungover, and the snoring in the camp is endless. The Tatar nobleman Sahangu, who does not drink, was tossed and turned all night long, making it difficult to sleep.
It was easy to wait till dawn, so he got up and dressed neatly and walked out of his tent.
There are a series of tents in the oasis, and there is a lot of snoring in each tent without exception. There is almost no human figure, only the horses are screaming and calling for their masters. Sahangu couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this. In the past few days, this group of people
The guy was so drunk that he didn't even feed the horse!
Sahangu walked in the camp for a while, and for some reason, he felt chills on his back, as if he had an ominous premonition. But he couldn't think of a reason after thinking about it, and he only felt his bladder tightening.
Come on, let’s pee first. Sahangu braved the wind and sand and walked to the corner of the oasis. He untied his belt and started to pour water. Unexpectedly, when he was halfway through urinating, he saw the yellow sand in the sky in the distance.
Heavy shadows!
Sahan Gudeng's hair stood on end, his teeth chattered, he held back all the rest of his urine, and screamed in his heart: 'Could it be the legendary ghost army...'
On the grasslands, there are legends of one kind or another, including the legend of the ghost army that appeared in the sandstorm... At this time, in this kind of place, the only thing Sahangu could think of that could appear in front of him was the ghost army.
Got it!
It wasn't until the distance between the two sides was less than ten feet that Sahangu, who was so frightened that he couldn't urinate, could see clearly that those guys who were covered in gray hair and whose faces could not be seen clearly were not ghost legions at all, but living people!
Sahangu was even more frightened, because he could see clearly that the figures surrounding him were wearing water-milled chain-top helmets and fish-scale waist-length armor. They were clearly the attire of the Ming army!
"Ming, Ming army..." Sahangu trembled, his teeth chattered, he sat on the ground and screamed: "You are the Ming army!"
"Congratulations on your correct answer!" It was the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers who finally arrived at the oasis after going through a sandstorm after all the hard work!
These Ming soldiers stared at Sahangu with lustful eyes, swarmed up with ecstasy on their faces, and pushed Sahangu to the ground!
The next moment, countless Ming army cavalry roared out of the strong wind and flying sand, and rushed into the Tatar camp with overwhelming momentum! The Tatar horses were so shocked that they neighed and screamed to wake them up.
The owner!
But their master was still sleeping soundly. The Ming army had already rushed into the camp and still could not wake them up!
The soldiers of the Ming army slashed open the tent with their swords on their horses, and then mercilessly chopped down the Tatars who were snoring like thunder! Blood splattered everywhere, staining the broken tents red! I don’t know how many Tatars were killed directly.
In their sleep, some people suddenly woke up and saw the Ming army's sabers slashing at them. Their first reaction was that they were dreaming!
The Ming army didn't care whether they were dreaming or not. They chopped off their heads with a knife and let them continue to sleep peacefully and sleep forever!
This was a pure massacre than that of the Tabuk River. At least that time, the Tatars still had weapons in their hands, horses under their crotches, and their minds were still clear. This time, they lay down in a daze with empty hands.
Let the Ming army slaughter them on the ground... Those Mongolian Ming troops with superb riding skills didn't even bother to bend down and swing their swords. They only trampled them down with the iron hooves of their war horses. Every time they trampled a Tatar, his intestines were pierced and his brains burst out.
, the killing speed is faster than using a weapon...
The Tatars could not understand until their death how the Ming army could cross the vast desert in a huge sandstorm and appear in front of them.