The sand is dancing wildly, and the wind is howling.
On the vast Gobi Plain, black armor is like a mountain, soldiers are solemn, horse hooves are lightly stepped on, and in the north wind, soldiers' robes dance, setting off a blood-colored wave, which seems to symbolize the fate of this army.
Step on...
In this solemn, a crisp sound of horse hooves also came into the ears of many soldiers with the north wind.
I saw a horse riding in a blood robe and finally stood up. His cold face was no stranger to any soldier present.
Even though there were many soldiers of the Xuanfu border army present, the Xuanfu army is now expanded by the core soldiers of the Yongwei Camp. Although the identity has changed, it is like a wandering child from home. Now seeing this general who gives them everything again is even more exciting!
Li Xiu appeared without saying a word, and a sudden sensation of empathy appeared on the vast plain.
"In this battle, I will step on the grassland and reappear in a glory that has not been seen in a century. Do you have confidence?"
"The general asked, "If you walk on the grassland, you will reappear in a glory that has not been seen in a century. Do you have confidence?"
Immediately, there was a message to the soldiers shouting, and the sound continued until it was clearly reached to every soldier's ears.
"I wish to die for the general!"
The blade was raised, the soldiers were excited and shouted in an almost uniform manner. With the turbulent faces, they resounded through the sky and dispersed the yellow sand in the sky!
Looking around, Li Xiu was also excited. Although this heavy power had too much helplessness, just like the iron horse in front of him, it was also extremely intoxicating!
"This battle! I will win!"
After a moment of silence, Li Xiu slowly uttered these four words.
"The general is mighty and the Ming Dynasty is victorious!"
"The general is mighty and the Ming Dynasty is victorious!"
"The general is mighty and the Ming Dynasty is victorious!"
The deafening shouts and shouts lasted for a long time in this howling Gobi Desert with strong winds.
The scouts of the Mongolian tribes in the distance were also pale in front of this majestic military power, and he was secretly glad that his leader had a normal mind.
Knowing that this terrifying Zhenbei Hou is coming, he must leave quickly, otherwise it would be an unimaginable nightmare to let them fight against such iron cavalry!
After more than a hundred years, this decaying empire has once again opened its fangs to the grassland!
No one knows whether it will be the last glory of the empire or the beginning of its glory. Even Li Xiu, who is about to create this glory, is uncertain.
Of course, if it were before, he would have been extremely sure, but now, after experiencing too much, Li Xiu is also uncertain.
But what is certain is that the army heading north also touched the hearts of countless people.
In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youjian dragged his sick body and looked at the north with the help of Queen Zhou. His expression was full of expectations.
Even now, everything can't be changed. He chose to believe it, so he could only persist completely.
"Father, what are you looking at?"
The little prince looked around in confusion, bit his fingers, and asked in a slight voice.
"I'm looking at your Uncle Li."
"Uncle Li? Where are you... didn't see it?"
Zhu Youjian touched the little prince's head, squatted down slowly, stared at the little prince's puzzled eyes, and smiled: "You Uncle Li is fighting those very bad people in a very far place."
"Uncle Li is the most powerful. He can fly... he can fly so high..."
"Those bad guys will definitely not beat Uncle Li..."
The little prince raised his hand and gestured in a very good manner.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The little prince's cute appearance also made Zhu Youjian laugh.
"Brother Chun is right. Those bad guys will definitely not be able to beat your Uncle Li!"
"When your Uncle Li comes back this time, let Uncle Li teach you brother Chun'er, your martial arts flying very high is good?"
"Okay, Xiaobao has to learn martial arts that fly very high...very high..."
"Well, it's flying very high, and Chun Ge'er must stand very high too..."
Zhu Youjian gently stroked the little prince's face and said dotingly. In just a few short words, they were filled with too much expectation and reluctance.
"Your Majesty, go back to the hall. The medicine from the pharmacy has been boiled."
The queen tidied up the fox fur he wore for Zhu Youjian. Despite the scorching sun, Zhu Youjian's body was like a piece of ice, cold and bone-black and lifeless.
"good."
Zhu Youjian smiled and pinched the little prince's tender cheeks: "Let's go, Chun Ge'er, go back to the palace with his father, and talk to him with him..."
...
In Liaodong, Yuan Chonghuan was standing alone at the head of Ningyuan City, looking at the distant north. Although only a skyline was reflected in his vision, he seemed to see the vast iron cavalry on his way to the war, the endless battle flags fluttering, and the countless flickering cold fronts.
Suddenly, an irrepressible envy surged in his heart.
All of that is his lifelong ambition!
Without this ambition, he would not have let go of his comfortable herdsmen's official position and traveled thousands of miles to Liaodong, taking root in this bitter and cold place, and mingling among the army that countless scholars and officials disdained.
However, life is impermanent, but he has reached this point step by step.
Where is he still the Liaodong Supervisor of the Ming Dynasty!
It’s almost the same thief who said he was a traitor who colluded with the enemy and treason!
He envied Li Xiu, but he was extremely sympathetic... and sad!
But he also knew that he had neither such an encounter nor the courage to go to Tiger Mountain even though he knew there was a tiger in the mountain.
The road to Zhenbeihou is not just a journey to Tiger Mountain, and it is hard to describe it if it is doomed!
Since the Emperor was assassinated, he has been ill for a long time. Everyone can see that the Emperor's body may be in the middle of the day.
Once the emperor is ill, where will the Zhenbei Marquis go? How can we face the backlash of the world?
Sometimes, just by just a little change of position, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help but burst into endless despair!
Whether it is a loyal minister or a rebellious minister!
All will only be one result, that is, everyone in the world will be enemies!
How doom this will be!
But... how could Yuan Chonghuan not see that even now, what this Zhenbei Hou did was for the Ming Dynasty, and all wanted to change the Ming Dynasty and revive the Ming Dynasty!
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How sad this is!
After all the thoughts were flowing, Yuan Chonghuan suddenly sneered. This bullshit world is indeed extremely fucked!
He was determined to pacify Liaodong, but now he has joined forces with the Tartars and has fallen into the boundless abyss.
The Zhenbei Hou had obviously a greater ambition, but even now, he was already on the powder barrel. If he was not careful, he would be smashed to pieces and would never be restored.
This fucking world has not given them a way out for those who want to do practical things!
At this point, Yuan Chonghuan felt a lot more uncomfortable in his heart.
He wanted to watch and watch how the Zhenbei Hou slowly fell into the boundless abyss like him!
At this moment, even Yuan Chonghuan himself did not notice that his mental state at this moment seemed to be looking for some comfort to calm his heart that was blaming himself at that moment!
...
In Dongjiang Town, Pi Island.
Mao Wenlong was looking at the direction of Liao Town at this moment, and to be precise, looking at the direction of Ningyuan City!
The process of the establishment of Dongjiang Town was a big drama of fighting openly and secretly with Liao Town. After fighting with Liao Town for so long and Yuan Chonghuan for so long, Mao Wenlong naturally knew very well what kind of urinary nature of the entire Liao Town was.
After all, as both border towns, many things are in common with the enemy's Jin.
Just as the smuggling in Liao Town often occurs, he is also doing it, and it is much more wanton than Liao Town. After all, Dongjiang Town is not as good as Liao Town's family and business. Before the court increased its support, he could only support his big business in Dongjiang Town.
I beg my grandparents everywhere, but it is difficult to get any money and supplies.
The only thing that is, since the emperor ascended the throne, the court has obviously given more support. The food, grass, food, money, silver and weapons were delivered one after another. In recent times, Liao Town has not even as much as Dongjiang.
This made him finally realize the treatment of Liao Town that he had envied the most in the past, and even this day was more comfortable than Liao Town.
But when he was about to show off his old opponent who had fought for many years, he found that his old opponent, with the obviously reduced support of the court, had a small life still lived a vivid life, even more comfortable than before.
The intuition of many years of open and secret battles with Liao Zhen told him that there was no doubt that there was something wrong with this. He was naturally extremely happy to take advantage of the situation of controlling his opponent's braids!
He also knew why he was so supportive of Dongjiang Town today.
Such delicious food and drinks are just to balance the situation in Liaodong so that Liaodong will not be the dominant Liao Town.
And this is what he has been working hard for. Otherwise, if he would have let go, Dongjiang Town would have been disbanded long ago, so how could he survive until now!
Therefore, whether it is public or private, he is naturally extremely happy!
"It's too smooth, it shouldn't be..."
Mao Wenlong murmured to himself.
A guess has already emerged in my mind, but Mao Wenlong is a little uncertain.
If that is true, then those people in Liao Town will be too brave!
The current imperial court is different from the past!
If you really want to be discovered by the court, with the current emperor's character, you will never give up!
Maybe it will be a storm that will shake the world!
"This time, it's a bit big..."
Mao Wenlong was a little amazed. Although he had thought about this kind of thing as a foe, he had left this idea behind him since the court increased its offerings.
If you can be a person with integrity, why bother to be a dog?
What's more, the Tartars are not good at water, and often, they can't do anything to him!
However, if this is really the handle, even if he holds it, he will still be a little confused about where to start...
Chapter completed!