Emperor Ming Dynasty

At the end of winter, the snow is still heavy, and it is very cold to sit outside in the evening, but the good thing is that there are no mosquitoes at all.

The surroundings are very quiet, not even the chirping of insects in summer...

The only sound was a distant bell from nowhere.

Because of the sea trade, a large number of chiming bells have become the standard equipment of the palace, almost every palace has them, and there are at least a hundred in the Forbidden City.

Being able to check the time anytime, anywhere is far better than leaking water.

However, the sound of its tick-tock-tick rotation is a little noise, and Zhu Yixi never puts it in the bedroom.

At this time, he was wearing fur and mink, sitting on a soft couch, holding a fishing rod in his hand, with a relaxed expression on his face.

In front of him, there was a piece of sawn ice, the ice was constantly broken, and the air was gurgling, and the bait was hanging in it, waiting to be hooked.

Thick ice blocks cover the lake, not only for walking, but also for walking animals. Fishing is naturally very simple

As an emperor, he naturally would not be so simple on the lake, but a palace on the lake, hollowing out an open-air lake, fishing in summer, and naturally in winter.

Roasting the fire, lying on the stove, fishing, not to mention how beautiful it is.

Fishing in winter is also a luxury activity nowadays.

Of course, even though it was extremely cold, he still held a smooth jade hand in his palm, his eyes glanced over the scene on the lake from time to time, and fell into thinking.

Once his dream was to be in a place that belonged to him, to have a woman who belonged to him, to fish with him without complaint, without complaint or regret.

But up to now, that little wish is nothing to Zhu Yixi at all, he can even satisfy other people's wishes by raising his hand.

"His Majesty."

I don't know how long it has passed, the fish barrel on the side has been filled with fat koi. At this time, Liu Afu came to report tremblingly:
"News from the northeast."

"Oh?"

The emperor took over the memorial.

I saw that the person who wrote the pen was General You Shilu of Jilin.

Since last autumn, Chahar, Liaodong, Jilin, and Heilongjiang have continuously recruited soldiers and horses, and now there are nearly 6 soldiers.

Coupled with the [-] Beijing camp that rushed there, the scale exceeded [-].

In order to provide food for these armies, Liaodong directly prepared 200 million stones of grain and grass, which can be described as doing its best.

You Shilu was granted the title of general to conquer the captives, commanding an army of [-], and was responsible for the conquest throughout the Northeast.

After You Shiwei left the five-army governor's mansion and lost his power, You Shilu took over his brother's position and was the representative of the You family in the army.

Therefore, it is also appropriate for him to be appointed as a general to seek captives.

"It seems that You Shilu is ready."

Zhu Yixi looked at the lake, the ice and snow were still there, winter had not left, and it was still ravaging the entire city of Beijing.

And if he guessed correctly, it would be even colder in the Northeast, and it would be easy to see the heavy snow.

It is not wise to send troops at this time.

"What's the date today?"

"Your Majesty, the 25th of the first lunar month."

"Then it will be the beginning of February when I return to him."

The emperor showed a hint of thought.

In this way, although it is still winter, it can be regarded as light snow!
You Shilu wants to win Horqin in one fell swoop.

Only then did the emperor suddenly realize.

Because of the wind and snow, it will naturally be taken by surprise, and Horqin's left wing, who lives in a slum and avoids the snow, can be taken down all at once.

At the same time, because of the wind and snow, it was not easy for Man Qing to directly support.

"Besides, because of the canned food, winter has become a sharp weapon for the Ming army."

"Yes."

The emperor casually ordered: "Let the cabinet write the pen and agree with You Shilu to send troops."

"Yes."

Liu Afu was taken aback for a moment, and then agreed.

As someone close to the emperor, he naturally understood the meaning of the so-called sending troops.

The Northeast War will start.

Then, the price of mutton must not increase?
Liu Afu's heart became hot, this seemed to be another good opportunity to make money.

……

"Hurrah!"

Sitting in the military tent, You Shilu was overjoyed when he got the emperor's reply: "It's a great time for us to make contributions."

"Brothers, it's time to confer titles and reward lands. I don't want anyone to hold back."

"Yes!"

The generals responded with a bang.

In the 20th year of Shaowu, on the seventh day of February, [-] cavalry troops left Jilin and rushed to the left wing of Horqin, the Nenjiang River Basin.

Here is the fertile pasture of Horqin. The black soil grows planks that cattle and sheep like, so the tribal gate likes the winter pasture.

"Rumble rumble..."

The hooves of the horses were roaring without stopping for a moment.

Wearing simple leather armor, Dai Qin led his army in hot pursuit without stopping.

He turned to look at his men and horses, they were in a mess.

Although there were only [-] riders, they quickly pursued the enemy as soon as the enemy was defeated. It was impossible to maintain the army formation. Everyone rode and ran with the crowd, and the horse herd was like a disorderly army.

However, he didn't care too much, the left and right armies were generally running with their respective generals.

He couldn't stop because it felt so good!There is nothing more satisfying than smashing through the formation and galloping unrestrainedly!

The war horse under his crotch does not belong to the tribe, but was rewarded by the Ming army.

It was faster and more enjoyable than any horse he had ever ridden.

He was dripping with hot blood, but it quickly froze on his body, and his brain was very excited.

He had never known that fighting could be such a pleasure.

As part of the savage Jurchens in the Ming population, Dai Qin never thought that he would be so highly valued, leading a big Han of two hala.

This heavy trust made him extremely complicated.

"Brothers, the Tartars are afraid of us, keep on fighting, don't stop!"

He raised his iron gun high, called the cavalry to follow his banner, led the army around to the left flank, and then launched an attack.

Jogging, controlling speed, accelerating...

Dai Qin grabbed the iron gun, and the whole process started at some point, but he was so skillful and agile.

The arrows fell on the armor like hail, and Dai Qin shouted at the right time: "Kill!"

In twenty steps, the heavy cavalry flew out with the speed of a horse sprinting and the force of a violent throw.

Many people fell in front of the enemy line, and the roaring heavy cavalry took the opportunity to rush to the front, and the Mongols turned around and ran away immediately, regardless.

In an instant, the entire Mongolian camp was destroyed.

Many young and old cried non-stop, daring not to resist anymore.

He also didn't want to continue to kill this group of people who had no combat effectiveness.

Whether in the grasslands or in the mountains, it has become an unspoken rule not to kill the old and the young.

Outside the group of yurts, You Shilu and other generals looked at the mountain yurts, and felt a little bit emotional for a while.

"A mere 2000 people actually wiped out a tribe of three or four thousand—"

A certain man with a belly was amazed: "There are a total of [-] cavalry, and they were defeated in less than half an hour."

"This group of Daur people is indeed unexpected."

The generals next to him echoed.

It was the first time they had seen such a ferocious army.

He has sharp archery skills, superb riding skills, and is good at raising eagles, so he can detect nearby tribes at any time.

Although morale and equipment are important factors affecting victory on the battlefield, the source of troops is also extremely important.

This group of Daur people is really extraordinary.

You Shilu was thoughtful: "This group of people are like beasts on the battlefield. If their faces were painted with colors, they might be misunderstood as evil spirits."

"Savage Jurchens, limitless!"

At the same time, a strong fear emerged in his heart.

The savage Jurchens are divided into hundreds of tribes, large and small, and there are even many clans among each other, such as Orchun, Daur, etc. Only when they are not united can they be ruled.

But if someone like Nurhachi pops up among them, it may not be the blessing of Daming.

As for the barbarian Jurchen, it seems that Qimin must be registered as soon as possible and become the army of Ming Dynasty.

"The barbarian Jurchens are good at riding, strong at archery, strong in body, and fearless of life and death. They are really good mercenaries."

You Shilu murmured, wondering if this group of people could withstand the heat, the group of Southwestern barbarians were most afraid of this group of people who could climb mountains better than them.

Half an hour later, Dai Qin's body was covered with blood, but it had frozen into blood clots, sticky and embarrassing.

There were already several wounds on his face, blood was forming, but he didn't care.

"General, it has been taken."

After a few months, Dai Qin could barely speak a few words of Chinese. He just knelt down on one knee, not paying attention to the ice and snow on the ground.

"very good."

You Shilu patted him on the shoulder, laughed and said, "There are rewards."

Immediately, box after box of silver coins were brought up.

The eyes of a group of Daurians shine.

Even though their horses were covered with confiscations, they still paid special attention to these silver coins.

During this period of time in Jilin, they had a deep understanding of the purchasing power of silver dollars. Instead of carrying heavy seizures, it is better to use a few silver dollars.

Dai Qin is no exception.

However, several months of training made him understand what military discipline and obedience are.

It is precisely because he is so knowledgeable that You Shilu trusts him: "Two silver dollars per person, half of the spoils."

"Thank you, General."

Dai Qin raised his head happily.

When Daming launched war horses and armor weapons, the capture standard had already been established, and the spoils were divided into half, and there were additional rewards.

It's a surprise to check it out now.

"Daiqin made a good start, so let's make no exception and continue to attack."

You Shilu showed a few yellow teeth.

"Yes!" All the generals responded one after another.

There are many Xueer, but the morale is high.

Yu Shilu nodded in satisfaction.

"Daiqin, I want you to fight the Duerbert banner."

You Shilu said in a deep voice: "There is a tribe no less than this place, you have confidence."

"Yes." Dai Qin gritted his teeth and said, "But we need the necessary bows, arrows and armor."

"Here you are." You Shilu said casually, "Duerbert's department is north of the Nenjiang River, which is nearly a thousand miles away. You have to be prepared..."

After Dai Qin and the others collected the spoils, they set off again.

There are countless tribes in the vast Modong Grassland and the Nenjiang River Basin, but the Duerbert tribe is the best among them. It belongs to one of the left-wing five banners and has strong strength.

There are at least three or four thousand tents, which should not be underestimated.

But today's battle gave Dai Qin great confidence.

The Mongols were no match for it at all.

The same amount of Durbert is naturally not worth mentioning.

Under the long-distance raid, Dai Qin and the others worked extremely hard.

"Take a break."

He got off the horse, took off the rucksack of the other horse, opened a bag of fried noodles, and fed it to the war horse under his crotch.

Unexpectedly, the war horse turned away after taking a few mouthfuls.

In this way, he could only smile wryly, opened the can from the Ming army, and fed it to the war horse.

The canned food with a little oil and water whetted the appetite of the war horse, and he ate it happily, but he could only eat fried noodles.

Although he thinks fried noodles taste good, salty, but no matter how delicious it is, it can't compare to canned food.

Turning his head, he saw that the group of cavalrymen were all the same, giving the horses the canned food that people ate, and they could only eat dry and cold fried noodles.

But they feel much better than in the tribe.

Many people found Daiqin, can they often eat canned food in the future?
Dai Qin said: "Da Ming is very rich, and never knows to be hungry. As long as we help them fight the war, there will be something to eat."

Only then did everyone smile.

Under the harsh environment, suffering from hunger and cold, everyone looked down on life and death, so they developed a character that is not afraid of death.

But it is still everyone's expectation that the family can fill their stomachs and not go hungry.

……

"Khan, it's not good, the Han people have attacked."

Horqin Left Wing and Right Banner, the residence of Prince Darhan, suddenly became lively.

Prince Darhan and the tower are enjoying the rare fun in winter.

As the leader of Horqin's left wing, his camp is on the most fertile grassland. Even in winter, there are cattle and sheep that can plow through the snow and eat the weeds below.

However, a series of bad news spoiled its interest.

"Mingjun?"

Heta couldn't believe it: "Now that it's snowing heavily, the Ming army is going to die?"

"Besides, how do they know about our Horqin ranch?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized: "There must be internal thieves, damn it, a group of traitors."

"How many people are there in the Ming army?" Heta asked impatiently.

"Anyway, the left-wing five banners, three of the banners have already encountered accidents..."

"Damn it." Heta panicked: "The Ming army actually came for real. It really wants to annex me, Horqin."

Thinking of the more than ten thousand soldiers and horses under his command, Heta has no confidence.

The Qing army suppressed the Mongolian army, and the Ming army suppressed the Qing army.

How could he summon up courage under such circumstances?

Thinking of this, he immediately shouted: "Immediately fire up the men and horses, everyone migrates, and migrates to the north."

"In addition, send people to inform the group of Manchus and tell them that when my Horqin tribe is swallowed up, the Manchus will be in danger."

The heavy snow was still there, but at all costs, Manqing still received the distress letter.

Shunzhi was shocked when he heard the words: "The Ming people have plotted against the law, and even devoured Horqin."

"Your Majesty, please send reinforcements quickly—"

The messenger knelt on the ground, begging bitterly.

"Take the messenger down to rest."

Shunzhi rubbed his temples and asked, "What's your opinion?"

"Rescue must be saved." Ning Wanwo said in a deep voice: "Korqin can't afford to make mistakes."

At this time, Batulu and Aobai, who are highly trusted, also said in a deep voice: "The Ming people have been provoking Horqin for the past few years, and everyone knows their intentions. I, Daqing, must not ignore it."

"The minister is not afraid of hard work, and is willing to lead the army to fight."

(End of this chapter)