First Minister of Ming Dynasty

"Sir, this Chahan Timur, his Chinese name is Li Chahan, but his son's name is Wang Baobao. The father and son have different surnames, so it's fresh!"

Guo Ying said casually.

Li Wenzhong on the side coughed and said, "Commander Guo, don't be ashamed. Wang Baobao is not his own son, so what if the father and son have different surnames?"

Guo Ying didn't like to hear it anymore, "Even if it's a righteous son, he will have to change his name when he receives it... If we are in the top position, there will be quite a few godsons, don't you know?"

Li Wenzhong was still being questioned, but he was at a loss for words. Guo Ying couldn't help sneering: "So, you don't know much about it, so don't act as a teacher for me. You still have to ask the teacher about this. Let's see if Zhang Xiang knows?"

The three walked side by side and went straight to Xuzhou City... At first, Mao Gui borrowed Xuzhou as a base for the Northern Expedition. Now, although Mao Gui has not officially returned to Daming, Xuzhou and other places have returned to Daming as a gift for Daming's dispatch of troops, and Zhang Ximeng needs to sign for it.

"I don't know exactly what's going on. But I have heard a rumor." Zhang Ximeng pondered: "Some barbarian tribes are very chaotic, even if they are wives, concubines, and children born out of them are not necessarily the same. Yours. So they have a very strange inheritance system, uncle and nephew inheritance."

"What?" Li Wenzhong and Guo Ying shouted at the same time. Is there such an outrageous thing?

"Think about it, your son is not reliable, let alone a nephew. But a brother and sister have the same mother, and the child born by the younger sister is certain... So among some barbarians, uncle And nephew, on the contrary, is the most able to guarantee the blood relationship, so there is the inheritance of uncle and nephew."

Li Wenzhong and Guo Ying looked at each other, and they all had black lines on their foreheads. Is there such an outrageous thing? But if you think about it carefully, if it is really messed up like that, maybe it is really as Zhang Ximeng said, only the uncle and nephew are more reliable.

"By the way, Wang Baobao is indeed Chahan Timur's nephew... So what do you say?" Guo Ying suddenly couldn't go on, but his strange expression betrayed him. This family is so lively?

"Don't think about it." Zhang Ximeng said: "I only said that some of the barbarians have transformed into foreigners. It has been a while since Chahan moved to the Central Plains. Most of them are just old habits that have not been changed, and they still continue this habit."

Guo Ying and Li Wenzhong thought for a while, and both nodded in agreement. But this habit still shocked them. The world is amazing, and it's really worth seeing.

"Look, one day, I will lead the army and sweep the world... I will tell you what's new at that time." Li Wenzhong said with a smile.

Rarely, Guo Ying did not envy at all, but pouted: "You want to go out to fight, can you do it without us? When I give you a wrong map, I can let you learn from Li Guang and live in the desert. Play around in circles."

The two of you come and go, nothing to chat.

Zhang Ximeng is not far from Xuzhou. He is about to lead the athletes on this ancient battlefield and embark on a journey. Wherever he goes, the Yuan army must run away!

"Guo Ying, you arrange the staff, keep an eye on Dongping, and report back as soon as there is news."

Guo Ying nodded hurriedly, "Please rest assured, sir, our people have already been arranged, and any troubles will be delivered immediately."

Zhang Ximeng finally put some snacks, and the rest is to wait for the news. After all, in this era, there is no Internet or satellite... Unless you go to the battlefield in person, don't expect to see the live broadcast.

If you don't believe in Gong Weisi, who can you believe?

Zhang Ximeng can see it.

At this time, Wang Baobao was the first time he truly led the army independently, and he was full of excitement and tension.

In the original history, Wang Baobao became famous this time.

He had two victories in two battles, wiped out 20,000 Shandong Red Turbans, and forced Tian Feng and Wang Shicheng to surrender.

However, because of Zhang Ximeng, the situation changed a little this time. Tian Feng and Wang Shicheng surrendered to Dayuan first, and then asked Wang Baobao to pass.

All in all, no problem.

As an inscriber in a small town living in the Han region for a long time, Baobao has read a lot of books, a hundred schools of thought, and a collection of classics and history. general.

If you have to say that Dayuan is more than a crotch, and Chahan is so brave, the people below may scoff at him.

But in this world, there are some unexplainable things.

Zhuge Kongming went out of Qishan six times, and his meritorious work was not accomplished. Later, Zu Ti, Huan Wen, and even Liu Yu organized the Northern Expedition.

Some have clearly achieved good results, but still fall short.

It seems that in the long history, there is such a law, or a fixed number, telling everyone that from south to north, this road will not work.

It is best to just go across the river.

That is to say, Zhu Yuanzhang can occupy Jiangnan and Jiangbei, and both sides of the Yellow River are still from the Yuan Dynasty.

And the most powerful armed force in the Yuan Dynasty is Chahan Timur!

Let's put it this way, Chahan is the Prime Minister Cao of Dayuan.

As long as you defeat Daming, you can keep the Central Plains.

Chahan Timur can imitate the story of Cao Cao Yuwentai and pinch the emperor of Dadu to death.

Even if Chahan is careful and unwilling to usurp the throne, then Baobao can still tell the story of Cao Pi!

Even if we lose half of the country, we are still nobles in the DPRK, and we can still be powerful and high above, so the most important thing at the moment is to win Shandong and form a situation of the Northern and Southern Dynasties with Daming.

A great future is waiting for the big guy, hurry up!

Just as they were moving forward, one of their subordinates suddenly noticed that there was a black spot of Lin Xing in the distance, as if he was riding a horse, but there was no flag sign.

Wang Baobao was stunned, and immediately sent someone to chase after him to check.

After waiting for a while, the subordinates came back to report, it should be the local thieves, and this group of things is not open to the eyes, so many soldiers and horses dare to come together, it is really desperate.

After Wang Baobao heard it, he pondered for a while, and wanted to let it go.

But just as he continued to move forward, after walking less than ten miles, some bandits appeared, several times more than just now.

Bao Bao is very angry, why do you really treat me like a fat sheep? The mere thieves dare to attack me?

"Set up a centenary team and drive away all these unsightly things!"

The subordinates agreed immediately, and a 100-strong team chased after them.

But what is surprising is that when the bandits saw Yuan Bing, they didn't immediately disperse, but they ran towards a mound in a leisurely manner.

Yuan Bing chased after him for a while, and when they were about to catch up, they suddenly got into a reed pond and disappeared.

Yuan Bing also hesitated when he saw this scene.

Here in Dongping Mansion, the water network is densely covered, there are many ponds, and the reeds can't be seen at a glance.

There was no other way, they could only go home in anger.

After telling the matter to Wang Baobao, Baobao was helpless.

"Don't worry about them, it's more important to do business first. A few grass thieves can be wiped out with a raised hand."

Baobao will stop worrying about these messy things and move forward with one heart.

At this moment, more and more bandits appeared from not far away.

At this time, the sun was falling, and the light was slanting, making the reeds blurry and uncertain, and it became more difficult to guess how many people were hidden inside.

The time has finally come!

"Attack!"

With Mao Gui's order, from the reed pond, I don't know how many red scarves poured out. They were dressed in different clothes, armed with swords and weapons, and rushed up with a strange cry.

Yuan Jun hesitated, not knowing what happened.

Such a bold thief, don't you want to die?

After a brief hesitation, someone realized something.

"No, it's a red thief!"

In an instant, Wang Baobao was also shocked.

what happened?

Tian Feng deceived himself?

Or was Mao Gui aware of it, and he just counted it?

For a while, Wang Baobao couldn't understand it, but he knew that the most important thing at the moment was to break out of the encirclement, and then wait until everything was safe!

"kill!"

Wang Baobao turned around and ran, and his subordinates were desperately protecting Baobao, protruding to the northwest.

It's interesting to choose this direction.

If it is to the east, it is Dongping House, and facing the strong city, it will definitely be difficult.

Although there seems to be no movement to the south, who knows if there will be more ambushes?

Now that the enemy soldiers are coming from the north, he will be surprised if he faces them.

Moreover, doing so can also avoid formation confusion, which is definitely the most suitable choice.

Being able to find a way between lightning and flint, Baobao's reaction ability is still very strong.

Just opposite him is Han Song's most famous general. Mao Gui has no intention to calculate, so how can he let Baobao go.

The two armies collided head-on, and Mao Gui's side fired bows and crossbows, and arrows fell like rain. When they met, hundreds of Yuan soldiers fell from their horses and were drowned.

Seeing this scene, Bao Bao's heart is bleeding, this is his father's elite, how can he bear such a loss!

But Wang Baobao had no choice but to drive his subordinates to charge with his life, even if there was an iron wall in front of him, he would have to smash a hole!

Facts have proved that Wang Baobao still bet right, because just to the south, it is the Ming army led by Peng Zaozhu, and he has prepared a bigger trap for Baobao.

Helplessly, Bao Bao was not fooled, and Peng Zaozuo could only drive the Ming army to press him from the south.

Baobao has a lot of veterans of hundreds of battles. If the battle is really lined up, the two sides will attack each other, and the victory or defeat is really hard to say. But the Yuan soldiers have a fatal problem, they rely too much on the coach.

Once they rush to fight, lose their backbone, or fail to command, they will scatter and flee. This is completely different from the tenacious and heroic style of the Ming army that fights to the death.

After all, they just eat food and serve as soldiers, and try their best to be worthy of Chahan.

If Baobao chooses to break through from the Ming army~www.readwn.com~ it is estimated that he will be miserable and miserable, maybe he will become a prisoner.

Although Mao Gui has also worked hard, the Shandong Red Scarf is in chaos in the hearts of the people, and it is impossible to act like an arm and a finger. Baobao led the people to fight bravely, finally found a weak spot, took the lead resolutely, and killed it.

The Yuan army at the back followed Bao Bao in a swarm, but he really tore a hole and ran for his life.

Bao Bao didn't dare to stay, and ran all the way to Daming Mansion. Before he could gather the defeated soldiers, he ran to Kaifeng Mansion again, and finally saw his father Chahan again.

When I went, it was a bright, high-spirited young man.

But when he came back, his body was either bloodstained or injured, and there were several blood grooves on his face, which almost disfigured.

"Father, the child is incompetent, fell into a treachery, and returned home after a big defeat, please punish your father for the crime!"

Chahan looked at Wang Baobao, the corners of his mouth twitched, his anger burned... But he didn't break out in the end, he just sighed helplessly, "My father was also defeated by Feng Guoyong, Nanyang has been lost, and your grandfather was captured by the Ming army!"

As he spoke, Chahan grabbed the teacup and slammed it to the ground. The tea foam splashed on Wang Baobao's face, as if he had been slapped twice in the mouth, which was very painful...

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