Chapter One Thousand and Fifty-Four
After getting an accurate answer, Zhu Si ordered again: "Send more scouts to the front, and notify all the prefectures and counties that need to pass through before arriving in Henan, and ask them to prepare dry firewood and supplies in advance, and set up checkpoints along the road, with new road signs to pass, all those who break through will be eliminated on the spot, and those who dare to let such people pass through privately will be punished by their clan." ”
Unexpectedly, when Zhu Si said that he was going to kill others, his eyes were actually admiring the half-round orange sunset at the end of the sky. No matter whether Zhu Si's heart is really so cold, winter has already arrived. The sunset over the long river is not in sight. The desert is lonely and straight, and it is farther away from people. Only the leaves on the road, which had long since withered, flew to the march of the army with a dead face following the northwest wind, as if to stop the march of this group of people. Then he was crushed by these running footprints and wheels, and soaked in deep mud puddles.
The army marched ten miles further, and Zhu Si suddenly remembered to ask something, so he said to Deng Kai, who was accompanying him: "Oh, by the way, where are the Western soldiers now?" Deng Kai replied: "Long live, this army has landed on the south bank of the Yellow River three days ago, and I believe that it must have reached the south of Xuzhou by now, and the distance from us will not exceed a day's journey." Zhu Si nodded, stretched his waist and said, "It's getting dark, ask the old general Qin in front, can we camp?" ”
Deng Kai was just about to pass the word, but Quan Weiguo stopped his horse in front of Deng Kai's horse and said: "Old Deng, don't be busy, the errand is willing to do." After saying that, he was leaving, Zhu Si instructed again: "Tell General Qin that after finding the camp in front of you, you will taste one of my inventions." ”
Zhang Fulu asked in a low voice beside Zhu Si: "Long live Lord, your old man has been personally driving so many times, and this is the second time that a slave has followed you to the battlefield." Seeing that Zhang Fulu had something to say but didn't say, Zhu Si frowned and asked, "If you have something to say, you can say it, what else needs to be avoided between you and my master and servant?" ”
Zhang Fulu said with a smile: "The slave actually feels it, Long Live Lord has personally conquered many times, and even killed a lot of Tartars with his own hands, and it is not the first time that he has commanded hundreds of thousands of troops in battle, and the slave has always thought that Long Live Lord must have commanded thousands of troops to call for wind and rain when he came to the battlefield, and he is majestic, right?" Although Zhang Fulu's words were still the donkey's lips and the horse's mouth, Zhu Si heard the meaning of his words, Zhang Fulu probably felt that as an emperor, Zhu Silian had to ask the general for instructions on such small matters as when and where to camp, which was a little too aggrieved.
As soon as Zhang Fulu finished speaking, he was slapped by Zhu Siyi on the back of the neck. "You really hate yourself for not dying early, right? Do you think that with hundreds of thousands of troops, you can block and kill people on the land of China, and the Buddha will block and kill the Buddha? Do you know how Emperor Yingzong was captured in Tumubao? ”
Zhang Fulu touched the back of his neck and didn't dare to answer Zhu Si's next words anymore, Zhu Si said to himself: "It's because of letting a eunuch who doesn't understand military affairs command blindly, even if it's just a small problem like when to camp and the route of the march, indiscriminate command will bring tragedy." The change of Tumubao, our army's 500,000 cavalry was annihilated, just because a dead eunuch wanted to show off his might, do you also want to be the second Wang Zhen? ”
Zhang Fulu hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and Zhu Si sighed again: "The iron monument that the great grandfather erected that the ministers were not allowed to interfere in politics was actually stolen and thrown away by Wang Zhen, the dead eunuch, and the strength of the Ming Dynasty was also stolen by him." Little Fuzi, do you know that I always listen to the arrangements of some old generals before the war every time I go on a personal expedition? ”
Zhang Fulu frowned and said: "Long live the Lord is like a stream." "Let you still talk to me about idioms!" Zhu Si raised his hand and made it look like he was going to hit someone, Zhang Fulu didn't dare to dodge, but the slap never fell. Zhu Siyuan looked at the sunset and said faintly: "The Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty of the people of the world, and it is also the Ming Dynasty of me, and it is within my responsibility to regain the 10,000-year foundation of my ancestors, so I must do it myself, but I am only the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, not the God of War of the Ming Dynasty, I am concerned about the victory or defeat on the battlefield, but I can't intervene more in the victory." If the timing is right, I can lead my army to the skirmish, but for the most part, all of this should be done by the most daring and capable generals in my army, because we are a great team with a lot of talent, you know? ”
The army finally stopped, and the meal was served, and Zhu Si and the soldiers sat around the marching pot together, talking, laughing, fighting, and making trouble with them, without inheriting a trace of the murderous aura of the grandfather at all. But today Zhu Si has an invention, which is the first thing he brought to Daming from later generations - pork stewed vermicelli.
It's been five years since he came to this world, but Zhu Si only brought one thing, just like that, Zhu Si had to grab food with the big-headed soldiers, not only eating sparsely, but also chattering all the time. Peppers, potatoes and sweet potatoes were almost all introduced to Daming not long ago, and the potatoes and sweet potatoes were vigorously promoted by Zhu Si to be cultivated on the arid soil of the northwest and obtained a great harvest. Today, he has further processed the potatoes and made them into vermicelli, and just by looking at the posture of the officers and soldiers who dare to grab the dishes that the emperor has already put in the bowl, you can know how popular this dish is.
It is really an extraordinary feat that hundreds of thousands of troops can eat pork in the field rations, which indicates the strength of the Ming State and the perfection of the logistics support system. What kind of combat effectiveness will an army that can eat meat on the march burst out?
The sunrise plain is covered with snow and wind, and the clothes are frosty and cold. Rongche Sensen Yucheng south, Hu Chentian to the north.
The drum horn of the fifth watch woke up the sleeping earth, the night snow has not been collected, the thin ice in the tube river has been whimpering and sobbing, the Kerala is torn apart, and it drifts slowly along the cold wind. This cycle of ice and water is nothing compared to a battle that will decide the fate of two dynasties. But aren't all kinds of reincarnation a portrayal of thousands of years of prosperity and change? Most people who can control the fate of a dynasty believe in reincarnation. However, they believe that reincarnation belongs to others, and no one wants to be abandoned by this world. Therefore, almost anyone will choose to struggle with fate, and a war is often a confrontation with fate.
The entire Fifth Army of the Imperial Camp was in a defensive position in depth with chariots as the main body and wooden stakes, antlers, and deep trenches as auxiliaries. The position is also sprinkled with horse nails around the position, and there are horses lined up on the chariots, and then the archers and various bows and crossbows use the chariots as cover to control the distance of 100 paces outside the deep trench, and more than 1,000 artillery pieces of various types in the army force the Qing army's encirclement to retreat to three or five miles away.
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