Chapter 41 He knows Gouba!

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 41 He knows Gouba!

Autumn has arrived, and the west wind has blown throughout Shuntian Prefecture, the capital, and the weather has become cold.

The rural examination just a few days ago had just come to an end. This was originally the most important thing to talk about at this time, but it was changed by yesterday's urgent six hundred mile letter.

Tatar invasion!

The Tatars invade the border again!

This is already the third urgent military message about Tatar invasion of the border this year.

Three consecutive six-hundred-mile letters were sent in a year. Even if there was no news from the court, the people in the capital could guess that this time it was likely that the Tatars were invading the border on a large scale.

To be called a large-scale invasion of the border, at least 100,000 cavalry were required to attack the border.

In the 14th year of Zhengtong, Yingzong led an army of 500,000 soldiers to conquer personally. As a result, the entire army was annihilated in the battle of Tumubao. The army of 500,000 soldiers was completely lost. Even the emperor himself became a prisoner.

When news of this incident spread back to the capital, the government and the public were shocked, and the people were panicked.

The army of 500,000 was actually wiped out. That was a total of 500,000 people, even if 300,000 of them were logisticians and civilians recruited.

There are also 200,000 capable warriors, and these 200,000 people are truly elite.

There were even many people inside who had followed Emperor Taizong to sweep Mobei. Could this army be heavenly soldiers and generals?

From the government and the public, to the common people, no one can figure out how this happened.

However, something even more puzzling was yet to come. The captured emperor actually collaborated with the enemy and treason, became a traitor and led the way, and led the Tatar army to knock on the door.

"Then it was the battle to defend the capital."

At noon, the sun shines into the alley. One wall is facing the sun, and the other wall is shady. An old man with white beard and hair, nearly seventy years old, is leaning on the corner with a bench, squinting and enjoying the warmth of the sun, and telling the story calmly.

What happened fifty years ago.

"Grandpa, what happened next?"

A kid with a hairpin next to him tilted his head and asked.

"Of course we won the battle later." The old man's tone was still unhurried, but when he said this, a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Did grandpa go to fight the Tatars too?"

"Hit him."

"But I heard from my father that my grandfather has never been in the military, and our family is not a military household." The little boy questioned his grandfather in a childish voice.

However, as soon as these words came out, the old man who was not hesitant just now suddenly became anxious and cursed: "Listen to your father's fart! He knows a lot! I followed Yu Shaobao back then.

The adults fight side by side!"

There are many elderly people in the capital, and they were all participants and witnesses of the battle to defend the capital.

Among the soldiers standing at the top of the city guarding the capital, it is true that many of them have never been soldiers and are not military households, but they have also been issued with armor and weapons and sent to the top of the city to defend the capital.

Just like this old man who is nearly seventy years old.

He once fought alongside Yu Qian and Yu Shaobao, and there were many others like him.

They could still clearly recall the scene they saw at that time. Under the city tower was a large Tatar army in Wuyang Wuyang. There were so many enemy troops that they couldn't even see the end. With so many people, it seemed like only one person was charging.

It can break down the walls of this Ming Dynasty capital.

The neighing of the war horses was combined with the shouts of the Tatars. The shouts of killing were so loud that they seemed to burst a person's eardrums.

The enemy was powerful, really powerful, but they still won, they defeated the enemy and defended their homeland.

Now that it is speculated that the Tatars may invade the border again, many people in the capital are reminded of the war fifty years ago.

At the same time, I will also wonder whether what happened back then will happen again?

We won that year.

The reason why we can win is because there is Shaobao who leads everyone to turn the tide and defend their homeland.

Now, if something like this happens again, will another Yu Shaobao come forward?

Xia Yuan's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was released at this point in time.

Of course, it has not been finished yet, only about 600,000 words. This is only the first part, and it is expected that there will be a second part later.

It was still the same alley, with the grandfather and grandson still leaning against the corner to bask in the sun. A middle-aged man wearing a Confucian shirt came in from the entrance of the alley, with a few books under his arm.

When he saw his father coming back, the little boy immediately got up and ran over, opened his arms and hugged his father's thigh, "Dad!"

Dad delivered it with a sweet and crispy sound, and then he looked at his father's hands and said, "Dad, didn't you say you would buy me cakes? Why didn't I see it?"

"You spend the entire day thinking about eating."

The man smiled and rubbed his son's head, and said apologetically: "It's a pity that I didn't buy any cakes. I bought a few books when I passed by the bookstore. When I wanted to buy more cakes, I found that I didn't have enough money."

As he said that, he looked at the old man over there and felt something was wrong. As soon as he came over, the old man turned his head away, as if he didn't want to see him.

After thinking for a while, he called out, "Dad?"

"snort!"

The old man just snorted and ignored the call.

"Tell dad, what happened to your grandpa?"

"Grandpa is angry." The little boy was disappointed that the pastries were gone. When he heard the question, he replied somewhat dullly.

"Angry?" The middle-aged man was stunned and couldn't help asking: "Why is your grandfather angry? Who is he angry with?"

"I'm angry with you!"

After hearing this, the middle-aged man was even more stunned. After thinking about it for a moment, he asked the old man cautiously: "Dad, did the kid mess with you today?"

"I can be angry if I want to, why do you still need you to mess with me?"

Having said this, the old man finally turned his head back and asked: "Let me ask you, who told you that I have never been a soldier?"

"It's true that you have never been a soldier."

"Fart! I was fighting against the Tatars with Mr. Yu back then. Do you dare to say that I have never been a soldier?"

"But Dad, weren't you a civilian who was temporarily transferred? This shouldn't be considered a soldier, right?"

"Why doesn't it count?"

"Okay, forget it." The middle-aged man was a little dumbfounded, and stopped arguing with his father. He took out the books from his armpit and picked out the book with "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" written on the cover.

"Dad, when I went to the bookstore just now, I found that this book was very novel, and the story in it should be to your liking, so I bought it for you to read."

As he said that, he handed the book in his hand to the old man. Unexpectedly, the old man glared and said, "Let me see what I'm looking at. Doesn't your mother-in-law know that I can't read?"

"I didn't say let you read the content, I just let you. OK, I'll read it to you, you just listen."

The middle-aged man opened the book with a wry smile on his face. Even though he was a lot of years old, he still had such a bad temper.

I don’t know if it was because I defended the capital with Mr. Yu back then, and that’s why I got the violent temper of those military households.

And I am always interested in those deeds that resisted foreign enemies and showed feelings for family and country.

However, the book in my hand happens to be a story about family and country. The old man definitely likes it, and it is written in a straightforward way, so I am not afraid that he will not understand it.

Thinking in his mind, he cleared his throat and read according to the content in the book: "The Qiantang River is mighty, day and night, endlessly bypassing Niujia Village in Lin'an."
Chapter completed!