[Chapter 176] It’s not thunder, it’s the Tartars coming!

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【Today's second update is delivered!】

"good!"

Xu Xingxia nodded in appreciation.

Minghao is still a clear choice of rewards and punishments. When it comes to attack, he is completely able to do it. He is absolutely not ruthless in dealing with traitors and traitors. If his enemy-killing skills are also good, he should be a very good officer. I just don’t know why his boss doesn’t like him and wants to send him to this ghost place. If he is the leader’s confidant, how could he be sent to this place where even ghosts must be forgotten? I guess he won’t flatter. This is all a bit similar to himself.

After pondering for a while, Xu Xingxia said slowly: "Mingbaihu, you are doing a good job."

After all, Minghao killed his subordinates with his own hands and was in a bad mood. Liu Guohui was actually a traitor. This was a big blow to him. He said indifferently: "Since you are willing to come to inform him from a long distance, I will follow your command!"

Xu Xingxia nodded, looked around, and said calmly: "If I were you, be prepared for all-round battles and wait for the arrival of the Tartars!"

Minghao frowned and said, "My task is to light the wolf smoke to warn you."

Xu Xingxia said coldly: "Then, watch the Tartars kill towards Ningxia Town in vain?"

Minghao was very uncomfortable with his words. He wanted to say something, but it was hard to say. His subordinates showed traitors, which made him stand up straight in front of Xu Xingxia. However, when he saw the contemptuous look on Xu Xingxia's face in his eyes, he still couldn't help it. As a young man, he was sure that he was young and energetic, and he would never surrender easily. He said a little dissatisfied: "What can that happen? I have to take more than thirty brothers down to fight the Tartars?"

Xu Xingxia shook her head and said, "Of course it's not about fighting the Tartars. There is no need for this. However, it's still okay to find a way to cause some trouble to the Tartars. The terrain of Fenghuodun is so dangerous that even if the Tartars are dozens of times more, they can't rush up. Even if you beat them hard, they can only endure it. If they attack hard, we can cause greater casualties to them. Their war horses and riding shooting have no chance to play here!"

Minghao shook his head and said, "Xu Baihu, you may not know that even if you kill more than 10 or twenty Tartars, it will be of no use. They will still sweep towards Ningxia Town like sandstorms. In the end, nothing will change."

Xu Xingxia said firmly: "If you can kill one, you are one, you can kill one, you are one. Even if the final outcome cannot be changed, we must at least let the Tartars appreciate our determination to resist firmly. It is absolutely impossible for them to escape without any hesitation!"

Minghao smiled bitterly, and wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, he sighed and said bitterly: "I'm sorry, Xu Baihu, I still can't agree with your opinion. If I launch an attack on the Tartars without authorization, causing the Tartars to attack Fenghuodun and eventually destroy Fenghuodun, the people above will definitely count the responsibility on my head."

Xu Xingxia shook her head and said nothing. He knew that Minghao was talking about the truth. Some things that seemed ridiculous were very normal in the Ming Dynasty. For example, in previous dynasties, every autumn, the Central Plains army had to burn grass in a planned manner on the northern border. Using continuous fires, they tried to burn all the grass on the grassland as much as possible, thus causing a shortage of forage to the nomadic peoples and weakening their strength.

If the nomadic peoples do not have enough forage and winter is very long, the nomadic peoples will die in large numbers. This is definitely beneficial to the Central Plains dynasty. However, in the Ming Dynasty, this was forbidden. Because the court believed that doing so would arouse the anger of the nomadic peoples and attract their attacks.

It was like the Kalong Mountain Fenghuodun, and the Tartars passed by their noses, but did not receive the order to take the initiative to fight. The main reason was that the big guys above thought that if Fenghuodun took the initiative to fight, they would be destroyed by the Tartars. Once it was damaged, they would have to be rebuilt. The cost of building Fenghuodun was very expensive, so it would be better to do nothing and save Fenghuodun. Minghao's taboo came from here.

Minghao has some blood, which is a good thing. Compared with ordinary Ming army officers, he has not completely fallen into decline. However, he is still deeply influenced by the traditional thoughts of the official army. This traditional idea is to protect himself and never cause trouble for himself. Even though he knows that it is the right thing, he will not do it because he does not get permission from his superiors. Or, if something is done, it may bring disadvantages to himself, then don't do it.

There are many reasons for Minghao's personality, and he suffered repeated blows. It is definitely the most important one. He killed Liu Guohui with one knife, and there were some slight edges. However, this edge was probably smoothed out soon. Minghao was not necessarily like this when he was young. Who could tolerate the scene where the Tartars passed under his nose but he did not dare to fight back? Anyway, Xu Xingxia would definitely not be able to bear it.

The overall image of the Ming Dynasty gave to later generations was too conservative. This dynasty that unified the world from south to north always had defects of one kind, like a woman with a small foot, lightness and lightness, but her steps were always unavailable. Since Zhu Di, the Ming Dynasty's expansion of the outside world, basically never took a step forward. Even Zhu Di was innately deficient, had a powerful fleet, and had no consciousness to fight for the supremacy of Nanyang and other places.

Emperors of all dynasties especially like to expand their territory. Qin Shihuang, Han Wu, and Tang Taizong... are all masters who strive to expand their territory. In their hands, today's *** area is basically in their hands. Their descendants are also more enthusiastic about this. Wu Zetian, Emperor Gaozong of Tang, and Emperor Xuanzong of Tang are all typical cases. The Battle of Talas has always been one of the focus of historians' research. The collision between the two empires is absolutely amazing.

Only the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was not keen on this matter at all. Since the Yongle Jing Dynasty, the Ming court basically had no major war initiated by the voluntarily. The Tumu Fort Incident was simply a sacrificial one. Zhu Shou, the general of the country, was just a joke. If the emperor was not strong, no matter how powerful the ministers below were, it would be useless. Even because of his advocacy of regaining the Tumote Plain, Xia Yan was even killed by Emperor Jiajing, mainly because he was troublesome.

Later, Emperor Wanli launched three major battles that were particularly famous in later generations. In fact, from the core, he was also a guy who was better than having more things than having less things. Unless he had to do it, he would never take the initiative to fight. The people who fought against Japan and aided Korea were forced to fight when the people fought to the door of their homes. The other two major battles were just internal rebellions.

If you look at the territory of the Ming Dynasty, you will know that the Ming army voluntarily gave up outside Shanxi, Shaanxi, Jiayuguan, and the *** plateau. From the map, Liaodong is just a place as big as a finger. But it was this place that the Ming court could not handle, and in the end, the wild boar skin and Tartars destroyed the country. It was so sad!

Due to the serious imbalance of emphasizing culture over military affairs, the bloodiness of the Ming Dynasty has been almost castrated. Occasionally, one or two bloody literati cannot change the entire lifeless situation. This situation is naturally no wonder when it comes to Ningxia Town. It doesn’t matter if the Tartars come to grab something, as long as they leave after they rob it. Anyway, the ones who are robbed are not high-ranking officials, so there is no need to worry about the lives of the people.

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There were fifty or sixty people in the Fenghuodun of Kalong Mountain, which was really a bit crowded. Fortunately, Fenghuodun was organized with one hundred people, and the number of beds was just right. After the military camp was sorted out, it could still continue to live. The playground that used to be a little empty was occupied by the soldiers of the white-clothed soldiers. The original defenders of Kalong Mountain did not need training, but the white-clothed soldiers had to train as long as they had time.

Xu Xingxia and others carried dry food with them. Most of the dry food they carried were meat pies, and only a small part were Hu cakes. Compared with Hu cakes, the meat pies naturally tasted better and were more hungry. The white-clothed soldiers consumed a lot of physical strength, and Hu cakes were not at all responsible. If the meat pies were not stored for a long time, they would have carried more. If the meat pies could be slightly roasted before eating, it would be even more delicious.

Smelling the smell of the fragrant meat pie, Minghao and others couldn't help but feel a little envious. These ordinary Ming soldiers were still the lowest-level soldiers. How could they be better than the white-clothed army? I don't know how long it took to taste the meat pie. Even if Minghao could hold it back and show it, the other soldiers couldn't help it.

Xu Xingxia said casually: "Minghao, there are a lot of supplies at the foot of the mountain. It was originally given to the Tartars by Tuoba Su. There are probably a lot of meat pies in it. If you like it, send someone to get it! Just treat it as a gift for you! By the way, help us settle the war horses by the way. Where are the war horses you have here? "

Minghao thanked him repeatedly and immediately took people down the mountain to transport supplies and place war horses. There is a fatal place in the Fenghuodun of Kalong Mountain, which is the stable for stocking war horses. It is very far from Fenghuodun, and it is five or six miles away. There is a mountain nest where war horses can be stored, and there is a dedicated groom guarding it. Outsiders almost don't know it. When Minghao settled the war horses and carried the supplies on them, Xu Xingxia and the others were already full.

Suddenly, Xu Xingxia looked up at the sky. He had a very sharp hearing and felt as if he had heard thunder from afar. The waves of muffled thunder came faintly from the west of Fenghuodu. The western sky was indeed a bit gloomy.

Minghao frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Xu Xingxia said slowly: "It seems... it's thunder?"

Minghao looked at the sky, then looked at the west side of Fenghuodun, his face slowly became gloomy, and he said word by word: "It's not thunder, it's the Tartars coming!"
Chapter completed!