Daming: I was exposed by Zhu Di's Sims life!

Chapter 92
Guangwu Town, Ming Army Old Camp
Zhu Di sat on the golden chair and rubbed the center of his brows: "Is there any news from your fourth uncle?"

The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji was serving on the side. Hearing the emperor's speech, he said cautiously: "Not yet, but my grandson thinks that the fourth uncle can be as brave as he was in Annan. If he wants to go to Mobei, nothing will happen."

"Annan, can Annan compare with Mobei?" Zhu Di sighed, "Mongols, old neighbors, I have fought against them since I was young. I have fought against them all my life, and I know Mongolia very well. Humans also know this desert. In the 23rd year of Hongwu, when I was 30 years old, I became a commander for the first time. I led the soldiers into the desert, traveled thousands of miles, braved the wind and snow, and ate sand in the desert for several months. That's why Nai'er, Beiyuan Taiwei, was captured alive. But if there is a slight mistake in the process, I may be buried under the sand forever. Your fourth uncle is only in his 20s. After all, he is not much older than you. He is still too young what."

To be honest, Zhu Di feels a little regretful now.

He actually agreed, and asked King Qi to take 800 people to fight forward, and to ram Oala's iron cavalry head-on.

In the national fortune simulation, King Qi seems to be omnipotent, he is a perfect person, brave and resourceful, able to fight well, and has a good character (this is doubtful).

But at that time, King Qi was a 50-year-old veteran, and he was at the peak of both qualifications and experience.

And the current King Qi is just a young general who has just debuted.

If King Qi was allowed to drop his halberd here and cause Daming to lose its pillars, Zhu Di really regretted it.

Although he has four sons, except for King Qi, the remaining three sons are more or less wrong.

The eldest prince, Zhu Gaochi, passed away a year after inheriting the throne, no, not even a year, but only reigned for ten months.The most important thing is that the descendants of the boss did not live up to their expectations, and there was an Oirat student soldier who defeated and humiliated the country.

Not to mention the second eldest Han King Zhu Gaoxu, the Han King ascended the throne, the whole family suffered, and Daming was almost overthrown.

The youngest Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui is not unintelligent, but he gets confused when encountering major events.Moreover, this naughty son has a bad experience of "wanting to kill his own father", which is really annoying.

After such a comparison, it seems that King Qi is even more stalwart.

Not only can he fight wars, he has a clever mind, but he also has a long life and can live. He lived until he was over 70 years old, and then he fell on the road of sewing for Daming to repair the country and Anbang.

"Long live! King Qi is back!"

At this moment, the guard general Fan Zhong happily ran over.

"The fourth one is back? Where is he?" Zhu Di stood up abruptly, ignoring other things, and said loudly, "Quick, take me to see him!"

Fan Zhong clasped his fists and said, "Long live, King Qi is in the old camp."

……

In the old camp, a group of generals Wu Xun looked at Zhu Gaoxuan in surprise.

Wo Ri, did King Qi really come back alive?
Could it be that this kid went for a walk outside the country, and then he was afraid, and ran back quickly without even meeting the Wala people?

Zhu Di walked into the old camp, and seeing that Zhu Gaoxuan was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to be back."

He didn't expect much credit from King Qi, but he felt more at ease when he saw King Qi came back safely.

Only when you lose it once, will you know how precious it is.

Zhu Di didn't think in his heart that King Qi could come back alive.

"Your servant is fortunate not to disgrace his life!" Zhu Gaoxuan raised his mouth and cupped his fists and said, "My minister encountered a large cavalry unit of the Oirats hundreds of miles south of the Luqu River. Rong makes a report, and my son will now give a brief account of the results of the battle."

"Huh?" Zhu Di was a little confused, "You encountered... a large cavalry unit from Wala?"

Zhu Gaoxuan nodded and said: "Yes, the cavalry unit led by the Mongolian Prime Minister and King Anle of Oara personally led by Batu Polo."

Now, Zhu Gaoxuan has taken over the body again.

Huo Qubing was only interested in fighting, and he didn't want to get involved in the rest of it. Now that the fighting was over, he returned to the world of his mind to fish.

But there is no problem, Huo Qubing and Zhu Gaoxuan are the same person, just the main and secondary personalities.

"Are you sure?" Zhu Di was a little suspicious.

Not only him, but everyone in the handsome camp is now suspecting that King Qi is bragging.

With 800 people in your area, you encountered a large cavalry force from the Oirats, and you can still come back alive?

And the term "large cavalry force" is also worth studying.

How many people are in this "big stock"?
500 people?
200 people?
Or more than ten people?
No one saw the battle you fought in the desert except your people from the Fengzi Camp, so you can just brag about it.

"Chi Rong!" Zhu Gaoxuan shouted outside the camp.

Immediately, a strong Mongolian man walked in. Not only that, but he also escorted an old acquaintance of Zhu Di - Batu Polo, one of the Three Wara Kings.

"Father, this person is Batu Polo, King Anle of Wala."

Zhu Gaoxuan said slowly, "In this battle, my ministers led the Fengzi battalion with 740 cavalry, and the troops led by King Anle of Dapo, beheaded 820 people and captured 72 people. , a total of 420 nobles and generals from Oara, seized a number of treasure seals, talismans, gold and silver seals and other items, including the gold seal of the camel button of King Anle. In addition, there were five horses, cattle and sheep, and camels More than a thousand heads, three thousand four hundred and twenty two pairs of armor...

Among them, the captives have been escorted to the camp to wait for release, and the beheaded Wala people have already loaded their heads into vehicles and brought them back to the camp for counting. "

It was like throwing a stone into a pond, causing an uproar!

The generals and military officers in the old battalion couldn't sit still, they couldn't believe it was true.

What a joke!
Can 800 people achieve such a result?
Beheaded more than 700 people and captured more than 800 people?
Did the Oirats kneel on the ground and ask you to behead them?

Is this how the battle is fought? !

They seriously suspected that Zhu Gaoxuan was bragging, but they had no evidence.

They have no evidence, but Zhu Gaoyi has real evidence.

The beheaded heads of Oara people, the escorted Oara captives, the captured gold and silver seals, cattle, sheep and camels... and the Oara Anle king Batu Polo who was escorted to the old camp are undoubtedly the best proof.

"Little thief! You little thief!" Bald Polo spat at Zhu Gaoxuan, "You are playing tricks and sneaking up on me while the evil wind is raging, you don't talk about martial arts!"

Zhu Gaoxuan's face was calm and he didn't make any excuses.

Soldiers who, deception also.

The bald Polo only saw that the Fengziying raided the Wara camp by wind and sand, but did not see that the Fengziying had traveled hundreds of miles to march. From the scorching sun during the day to the biting cold at night, even though food and water were cut off, they still endured. Desperate, wait until the best time, and attack suddenly!
Losers, no matter how they justify, they are just sophistry.

The winner will step on the bones of the loser and stand on the top of the mountain to enjoy the high scenery.

What's more, Batu Polo is not an upright person.

He threw out the bait, trying to ambush the Ming army, but was killed by Huo Qubing.

And Babalu Polo is just incompetent and furious because of failure.

he hates

Hate why the winner is not myself.

(End of this chapter)