I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 157 Putting heads on a plate, paving the way with cold knives.

"Da da da…"

Just when all the Ming troops cheered loudly and the Oala captives were dejected.

A fast horse galloped from a distance, and the soldiers on the horse shouted as they ran.

"Urgent report... urgent report..."

The cheering soldiers stopped, looked at the soldier who reported the letter, and became vigilant in their hearts.

At this time, an urgent report came.

There is no other possibility except that there is an enemy attack.

The soldiers rode their horses and galloped all the way, and when they came to Zhu Di and others, they got off their horses and reported loudly.

"Report to the emperor, the Alutai army was found fifty miles to the east, the number of which is about [-], and they are now approaching our army."

In an instant, the whole scene became tense again.

The old man glanced at Mahamu's body, cast a glance at Dongfang and said with a sneer.

"Hehe, I just killed a wolf, and another jackal came."

"Leave one to guard the prisoners, clean up the battlefield, and rescue the wounded soldiers, while the other legions line up to meet the enemy."

"Leader!"

Although everyone is exhausted physically and mentally, the enemy cannot resist the battle.

Soon the order was passed on.

Soldiers who were slightly injured were formed into a temporary army, and while guarding the captives, they treated the seriously injured soldiers.

The other legions quickly rectified and formed an army formation to meet the coming Arutai.

"Your Highness!"

Just as Zhu Zhangui gathered his army, Yu Qian, covered in blood, staggered over.

Zhu Zhangui looked Yu Qian up and down, and saw that the other party was not missing any parts, so he nodded with a smile.

"My boy, I thought you were gone!"

Yu Qian chuckled, rubbed the pain in the back of his head, and said: "When I was charging with you, I was hit by an enemy, and I didn't know what I hit, so I passed out. When I woke up, I heard that I had been shot If you win, I will hurry over to find you."

Reaching out to pat Yu Qian's shoulder, Zhu Zhangui glanced at the entire team and said.

"You don't want to participate in the battle with Alutai. I'll send you a team. Go and have a look at the back. There are a lot of good things in the Wara herdsman camp. If other legions rush over, the things are not ours. That's right, let's go and see if it's dealt with over there."

Yu Qian nodded slightly and gave a look that I understood.

Turning on a horse led by a soldier, he led a group of soldiers to the camp of the Wala herdsmen quickly.

Not long after Yu Qian left, Zhu Zhangui also organized the army.

After leading the soldiers to quickly rendezvous with the main army, Zhu Zhangui rushed to the old man's side.

The old man, who was waiting for the arrival of Alutai with his eyes closed, glanced at Zhu Zhangui who came over, and asked concerned: "Are you injured?"

Zhu Zhangui shook his arrow-injured shoulder.

"I was bitten, but no bones were hurt, I'll be fine after a few days of recuperation."

Hearing that it was just some minor injuries, the old man was relieved.

If Zhu Zhangui was seriously injured, he really didn't know how to face the big family when he went back.

"You brought people here, how did you arrange it at the Wala herdsman camp?"

After caring about his grandson, the old man asked about the Wala herdsmen's camp.

The old man naturally knows how many people Zhu Zhangui took away.

He just glanced at it.

The cavalry corps gathered by Zhu Zhangui still has at least three to four thousand people.

Counting the injuries from the battle just now, the old man came up with the answer that Zhu Zhangui was dispatched by the whole army.

"I gathered an army of Han slaves over there, and they were all Han sons who were captured by Wala."

"Considering that my manpower is small, I may not be able to break through the Oala barracks, so I organized them and formed a temporary army to let them watch the Oara herdsmen."

Hearing the words, the old man seemed to understand and nodded.

"Then the prisoners on our side can't stay."

Handing over the herdsmen of the Wala people to the persecuted slaves of the Han family, the old man can think of the fate of those people with his toes.

He estimated that those herdsmen had been killed long ago.

Herdsmen were killed.

Then these Oirat soldiers who surrendered can no longer stay.

If you put them back and learn that their family members were killed, there will definitely be troubles later.

"After the fight against Arutai is over, transfer that legion over and let them take care of the prisoners of the Wala army!"

When he said this, the old man didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he emphasized the two words of custody.

Zhu Zhangui naturally understood what the old man meant, and quickly agreed.

After talking about the captives, the old man seemed to have the idea of ​​testing Zhu Zhangui, and asked with a smile.

"Do you think Alutai will fight with us this time?"

Zhu Zhangui shook his head without thinking.

"how is this possible!"

The old man showed a smile on his face, and continued.

"Tell me what you think!"

Zhu Zhangui understands that this is the old man testing his strategic vision.

After thinking for a while, he said to the old man.

"If Mahamu is not defeated, or even gains an advantage, Alutai and Wuliangha are hard to say."

The old man nodded slightly, motioning for Zhu Zhangui to continue.

"Now that Mahamu has lost, the forces on the grassland will be re-divided."

"The Arutai tribe, who want to regain the supremacy of the grassland, will definitely not let go of this opportunity."

"I guess they came with two minds!"

Zhu Zhangui held out a finger.

"If we and Mahamu are still in a state of anxiety, or even on the disadvantaged side, Alutai will definitely join forces with Mahamu and attack us fiercely."

"If we are still fighting each other, Alutai will let us both bid, and whoever offers the highest price will help whoever."

After talking about two thoughts, Zhu Zhangui smiled.

"But now I guess, they should have a third thought."

"Hahaha…"

The old man laughed in satisfaction.

"That's right, the old bastard Alutai is very cunning, this battle can't be fought!"

Just as Zhu Zhangui and the old man thought.

Arutai was invited by Mahamu this time.

His thoughts are the same as what Zhu Zhangui said.

Help whichever side has the greatest advantage.

If it is almost balanced, it depends on the prices offered by the two parties.

But when they were about to arrive, they received the news that Wala was completely defeated and Mahamu committed suicide.

Hearing this news, Alutai fell silent.

"Grand Master... what should we do, should we continue to move forward, or withdraw."

Seeing that Arutai fell silent after receiving the news, a general who had waited for a long time without seeing him spoke asked in a low voice.

"The soldiers and horses are stationed in place, and the leaders of the ministries will follow me to see Zhu Di."

Arutai thought for a long time, and finally decided that in order to dominate the entire grassland, he first surrendered to the Ming army.

He sent someone in front of him to attack Zhu Di's logistics line. If he didn't go there, with Zhu Di's temper, he would never let him go.

So he decided to give in.

It's not the first time anyway.

A great general of the Han people has also been humiliated in the crotch.

For the sake of the entire prairie and the grand plan and hegemony in his heart, it's okay to give in to that old man Zhu Di again.

As long as he can dominate the entire grassland, not to mention subduing Zhu Di, he can call his father.

Soon, the Ming army received the news that Alutai asked to see him.

The old man sneered and did not refuse, and asked someone to tell Alutai that he would meet him in the army formation.

Wait for the messenger to leave.

The old man stroked his chin and thought about it, and explained to Zhu Zhangui.

"This guest is here, we can't have something to entertain, you go and chop off Mahamu's head, bring it over and use Mahamu's head to entertain the guests later."

Zhu Zhangui answered with clasped fists, but just turned around and said, "Grandpa...do you want to decorate the outside? After all, the guests are here. If you don't decorate the facade, you don't seem to respect them very much."

"Yes, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot. The two sides of the aisle where they come in are filled with heads of Oala people, so it looks more grand."

Soon Alutai rushed over.

But as soon as they got there, their faces changed.

Although the blood on the armor of the soldiers of the Ming army had dried up, the strong and pungent smell of blood made them dizzy.

"The emperor is already waiting for you inside, come with me!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was sent out to greet him, glanced at Alutai and the others with solemn faces, and stretched out his hand with a chuckle.

"Thank you, little general."

Alutai smiled unnaturally, and thanked him with his hand.

Then he noticed Zhu Zhangui's waist with a bright yellow royal logo on the knife, and he clasped his fists and asked again.

"I haven't asked the little general's name yet!"

Zhu Zhangui walked forward side by side with the other party, and said with a smile: "My surname is Zhu and my name is Zhangui."

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness, Alutai was a little rude just now, I hope His Highness will not blame him."

Alutai, who knew a little about the Ming Dynasty, immediately thought of Zhu Zhangui's identity when he heard Zhu Zhangui's name.

He had just heard about it.

It was the great-grandson of the Ming emperor who led 8000 soldiers to learn from Han Dynasty and Huo Qubing ran thousands of miles to attack the Mahamu herdsman camp.

Looking at Zhu Zhangui's tall and straight figure, and the blood that has not yet been washed all over his body, Alutai felt a little worried.

The prairie that Zhu Di fought could no longer lift his head.

If there is another heir who is similar to him, will the grassland still have a bright future?
I am worried about the future of the grassland.

A group of people walked to the passage reserved in the army formation.

Come to the entrance of the passage.

Alutai and the others paused slightly.

I saw two large piles of human heads on both sides of the passage opened by the soldiers.

On the pile of heads, there are also Mahamu's banner and the Wara people's military flag.

The eyes of these people glared angrily, and their faces were full of fear of death and longing for life.

"hiss!"

Some people behind Alutai couldn't help but gasp when they saw the two piles of no less than three or four thousand heads.

When they fought against the Ming army in the past, although they lost more than they won, the casualties were not many.

The worst casualty was only 4000 people.

And the number of heads in front of them is almost equal, a battle between them and the Ming army will be impossible.

And more importantly, this is only part of it.

On both sides of the passage where the Ming army came out, every few steps, there was a soldier standing there holding a long gun and stabbing the head of a Wala.

The long passage in front of me has at least a thousand steps.

Counting the two sides, there are at least a thousand heads.

In this way, let's not mention those who were captured.

In this battle between the Ming army and the Oirats, the Oirats lost at least tens of thousands of people.

Thinking of this, Alutai felt a little heartbroken.

These will be his subordinates in the future.

"Grand Master Alutai, please!"

Zhu Zhangui didn't seem to notice the expressions of Alutai and others, and smiled and invited everyone to walk into the passage.

Alutai smiled reluctantly, and quickly said politely.

"Grandfather, please!"

that's it.

Alutai and his group walked into the passage under the contemptuous eyes of the Wala head and the soldiers of the Ming army.

Along the way, everyone at Alutai walked in fear, for fear that these Ming soldiers would rush up and hack them to death.

Fortunately, what they were worried about did not happen, and the group walked to Zhu Di safely.

"The Alutai Department sees His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

Arriving at the Chinese army, Alutai and others quickly knelt down on one knee to salute.

It is impossible not to kneel.

The blood-stained generals around them pressed the handle of the knife with their forehands and looked at them with narrowed eyes.

If they made any rude moves, these generals of the Ming army would probably charge up and chop them into mincemeat.

"Who is kneeling!"

Sitting on the chair, looking at Mahamu's head in the tray, the old man seemed to be looking at some rare treasure, and asked without raising his head.

Alutai raised his head slightly, glanced at Mahamu's head on the imperial case, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and replied loudly: "Return to His Majesty the Great Emperor, the subject is Alutai!"

The old man seemed to hear clearly now, but he still didn't look at Alutai, he picked up the teacup next to him, sipped the tea, and looked at Mahamu's head and said.

"See what's going on with me!"

The cold sweat dripped down on Alutai's forehead.

The aura on the old man's body is too compelling now, even Alutai, who has been on the grassland all his life, can't bear it now.

After taking a few deep breaths, Alutai reported loudly.

"It's just because the subordinates didn't restrain the people well, let some of them colluded with Mahamu, and accidentally injured the soldiers of His Majesty the Emperor who were transporting food and grass. Today, I came here to plead guilty!"

"It doesn't matter if you accompany cattle, sheep, horses, or gold, silver and fur. I just ask His Majesty the Great Emperor to forgive the recklessness of the Arutai tribe."

After Alutai finished speaking, the old man looked up at him.

"Oh, it turned out that your subordinates attacked my logistics line. I thought it was your brother who messed with me."

"His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

Alutai immediately wanted to explain.

The old man reached out and stopped him.

"I have killed and wounded so many soldiers, and the supply behind cannot be delivered, which almost affected the battle. If you can't restrain your men, you plan to end it."

The old man leaned against the brocade couch behind him, watched Alutai spread his hands, and said helplessly.

"You're making it hard for me!"

"How can I explain to the families of those soldiers who died, how to explain to the people of Ming Dynasty!"

Alutai was speechless.

Looking at Alutai who didn't know how to explain, the old man said seriously:

"I am very happy that you can come and explain, but I am very dissatisfied with your attitude in handling things."

He waved his hand slightly.

"Go back, come back when you think about it!"

"His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

Seeing that Zhu Di didn't plan to talk anymore, Alutai stood up excitedly.

"Bao bao bao..."

But he just moved.

Zhu Zhangui, Zhu Gaoxu, Zhu Gaosui and other generals drew their swords one after another.

Zhu Di ignored him and waved at Zhu Zhangui.

Zhu Zhangui stepped forward and said to Alutai with a cold face.

"Everyone, please!"

Alutai looked at Zhu Di who had turned around, then at Mahamu's head on the table, sighed, turned and walked out in a lonely way.

Zhu Zhangui stared at a group of people and sent them out of the army formation.

After leaving the Ming army formation, Alutai looked at the heads on both sides, and suddenly turned around and knelt down on one knee facing Zhu Zhangui.

"Please also give us a chance, Your Highness the Grandson. We sincerely regret it. As long as His Majesty the Emperor can forgive us, we are willing to pay more cattle, sheep, horses, beauties, gold and silver."

Zhu Zhangui shook his head speechlessly.

This guy is so sincere in his words, but he doesn't show anything in his actions.

You let me say good things, and you don't bribe me, how can you let me do things for you?

"Grand Master Alutai, His Majesty is very angry at your harassment of the logistics line. He even decided to wipe out you after defeating Mahamu some time ago."

"His Royal Highness!"

Alutai anxiously wanted to speak.

Zhu Zhangui reached out and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"You came here today to explain, which eased His Majesty's mood and gave you a chance."

Alutai thought for a while, Zhu Di didn't seem to say anything just now.

Seeing this guy, I still haven't figured it out yet.

Zhu Zhangui was even more speechless.

How did this guy's IQ become a grand master?
Seeing that he didn't want to understand, Zhu Zhangui vaguely reminded him.

"I heard that your ministry has plundered many Han family sons. Your Majesty is very concerned about this matter."

"The servants will let them go immediately after they go back."

Alutai immediately came back to his senses, and quickly promised loudly.

Zhu Zhangui nodded in satisfaction, and then pointed.

"If you commit a crime, someone will come out and carry it. Just apologizing is not sincere enough. If you don't spare some blood to kill someone, your majesty doesn't seem to be explaining to the people and the families of the soldiers who died in battle."

Alutai understood now.

What Zhu Zhangui meant was to hand over some of his troops to be killed by the Ming army, so that they could go back and explain to the families and common people of the fallen soldiers.

"This…"

Now Alutai hesitated.

If he is really handed over to take the blame, then how will he lead the herdsmen in the future, and who will dare to believe him.

Zhu Zhangui didn't say much, just smiled and cupped his hands.

"I have already said what should be said. As for what to do, it is up to Grand Master Alutai to think about it."

"Actually, we don't want the two parties to have conflicts, but people's grievances are hard to settle!"

After finishing speaking, he nodded to Alutai, turned around and returned to the Ming army formation.

Looking at the leaving back, Alutai was silent for a long time, and finally turned around and left.

The battle between the two sides did not break out after all.

When it was dark, Arutai chose to withdraw his troops.

It wasn't until the other party retreated a hundred miles away that the Ming army lifted its vigilance.

That night, the old man did not order to celebrate, but asked the soldiers to rest early and celebrate the victory three days later.

The soldiers were so tired that they didn't even bother to move their fingers even now that delicacies from mountains and seas were in front of them.

After arranging the patrol and guarding the prisoners, the old man saw many generals with tired eyes, and didn't say anything more, telling them to go back to rest quickly.

Zhu Zhangui, who was extremely exhausted, returned to the tent without even washing up, and fell asleep directly on the bed.

This sleep lasted for a day and a night, and Zhu Zhangui didn't get up until he was too hungry.

He took out some snacks, put them on the bar casually, Zhu Zhangui washed up briefly, and then went to the old man's tent.

When they arrived, the old man was sitting by the fire roasting a lamb.

"Wake up, hurry up, you should be hungry, it's just cooked, hurry up and eat!"

Seeing Zhu Zhangui coming in, the old man cheerfully asked Zhu Zhangui to come over quickly and try his craft.

Zhu Zhangui was also polite, took a knife and cut off a large piece, and started to chew on it.

Seeing Zhu Zhangui gnawing on the mutton, the old man talked about his next plan.

"This battle is over, and Alutai will definitely compromise. We will withdraw our troops after we enshrine Zen in Langjuxu Mountain."

Zhu Zhangui stopped to eat the mutton, looked at the old man and asked doubtfully, "Didn't we agree to go to Beihai to enshrine Zen?"

The old man smiled and shook his head.

"Although I really want to go, it's almost August now, and it will snow in a while. I can't let the whole army follow me and suffer here just because of this little vanity."

Picking up a memorial next to it, the old man patted it.

"Your father has already started urging. This year, the country is in short supply of food, and the household department's food supply is no longer available. If we have so many brains, if we stay for one more day, countless food will be wasted."

"It's better to go back earlier, that girl Ling'er is about to give birth, and you can accompany her when we go back earlier, and I can also see my great-grandson earlier."

"As for Beihai Fengchan, I'm not too old yet, and I'll have plenty of opportunities to go there in the future."

Now that the old man said so, Zhu Zhangui didn't say any more.

Now that the imperial court is in trouble, it cannot waste its national power just because of its own selfishness.

Zhu Zhangui was also a little unwilling to give up attacking Alutai.

But war is not a child's play house, and it is not something Zhu Zhangui can fight if he wants to.

Hundreds of thousands of troops move around at will, and the food consumed every day is astronomical.

In addition, this year in Daming, many places have been hit by disasters, and the food itself is a bit tight, with a 50 army plus logistical manpower.

More than 100 million people have eaten and chewed horses, and Daming is really a little bit overwhelmed now.

In addition, the old man wanted Arutai, Wuliangha and others to bite dogs, so it is not impossible to give up attacking Arutai temporarily.

And Zhu Zhangui is also very worried about Zhao Linger.

In ancient times, it was a hell of a time for women to give birth. In addition, Zhao Ling'er was young and her first child, so it was a lie to say that she was not worried.

As for how to arrange the grassland next, Zhu Zhangui didn't think much about it.

He is not the emperor yet, and Zhu Di and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty worry about these things.

Now some of the ideas he put forward, even if they are correct, the court may not have the ability and financial resources to carry on.

Blacksmith need its own hardware.

In order to completely solve the grassland problem in the future, Daming's current national strength is still a little bit weak.

Mahamu was defeated, and the grasslands would also fall into infighting, and they would not be able to recover in the next 10 years.

Over the past decade or so, Daming has worked hard to improve with his help. When he ascends the throne, he will have the time and financial resources to completely solve the grassland problem.

ps: Zhu Di's second Northern Expedition is over, and the plot will be announced at the next stop.

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