After listening to Vaturu's words, Zhu Cilang pondered for three seconds and refused directly: "No."

Watulu wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Zhu Cilang.

"I have fully understood what you mean, but since I am approaching Lhasa, how can I return without success? Okay, thank you for your hard work, go on."

Vaturu had to retreat.

The British Duke pinched his chin and said, "Your Highness, in fact, his words are not unreasonable."

Zhu Cixuan smiled slightly and asked a question: "Duke of England, how long has it been since we sent troops?"

The British Duke said without hesitation: "It's been more than three months."

Zhu Cilang nodded and said, "For three months, there are only a handful of days of fighting in these three months. Most of the time we are conducting long marches."

The British justice said: "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is indeed too far away, and the miasma is really tormenting. To be honest, the old ministers don't even want to come again in the future."

Zhu Cixuan smiled and said, "This is the problem. If even Duke of England doesn't want to do it again, how could the soldiers below like him like to do it again?"

The battle in the plateau is very difficult, so hard that even professional generals and soldiers can't stand it.

Even Zhu Cixuan himself was not sure if he really chose to withdraw temporarily this time, would he still have the patience to continue moving forward all the way here next time?

The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is a very vast and desolate land!

The army continued to set out towards Lhasa. The 17,000 people who originally set out from the Ming Dynasty have now become 26,000 people.

The effect of joining a large number of Heshuote cavalry was immediate. First of all, water sources and routes were no longer a problem. Secondly, it attracted more Heshuote tribes to surrender, allowing Zhu Cixuan to march to Lhasa very smoothly in one month.

The more than two months of marching and combat were not without loss. More than 300 Ming soldiers remained on this land forever. Most of them were not killed in battle, but died due to various symptoms caused by altitude sickness.

This non-combat reduction is exactly why the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau has been in a state of "playing your own" for thousands of years.

But the fact is that as long as you have strong will and resilience, this plateau is not inconquering.

The Mongols proved this, and now, the Ming troops led by Zhu Cilang will prove this for the second time.

Finally, Zhu Cilang saw Lhasa City.

This is a city built on a plain area. The Lhasa River flows through Zhu Cixuan's sight, and walks around the entire city and then slowly leaves.

A tall palace was built on the mountain, and even from such a distance, there was still a very heavy and majestic momentum coming towards me.

There are some ruins in other places on the mountain, and you can vaguely see the traces of the temple before.

The clear sky is cloudless and the sun shines down, making the whole city look shining brightly.

"What a good place." Zhu Cilang sighed.

The British Duke on the side also nodded repeatedly: "When I see such a beautiful scenery, I feel like I am worth the trip."

Li Dingguo was concerned about another thing: "Your Highness, when will we start siegeing the city?"

Siege is a troublesome proposition.

In this war, Zhu Ciyang did not bring any red cannons.

It’s not that I don’t want to bring it, it’s too troublesome and the transportation speed is too slow.

Zhu Cixuan carried twenty ordinary cannons from the Ming Shenji Camp this time. At least at this moment, Zhu Cixuan could not guarantee whether these cannons could break through the walls of Lhasa City.

Just as Zhu Cixuan thought, the army gradually approached Lhasa City and began to set up camp outside Lhasa City.

Although he was a time traveler, Zhu Cilang knew very well that he was not omniscient and omnipotent, so he calmly summoned all the generals under his command and held a military meeting to brainstorm.

"Everyone, the Lhasa City, the base of Gushikhan, is right in front of us. As long as we can break through this city, the battle against the Khanate will be completely successful this time."

After hearing Zhu Cilang's words, the generals present were excited and all their faces were satisfied.

In three months, I started from Shaanxi and fought all the way to the city of Lhasa, Tibet. How hard it is, people who have never experienced it cannot experience it.

They have reason to be proud of it.

But everyone knows very well that it is necessary to defeat Lhasa to be considered a complete victory.

Li Dingguo was the first to speak: "Don't we have cannons? Just set them up and keep banging them."

Zhu Cixuan reminded: "Our shells are limited."

Britain said justice: "Maybe we can siege this city for a long time. I think Gu Shihan could not have expected that we could fight all the way to Lhasa City. I believe the supply in the city would not last long."

Zhu Cilang nodded and said, "This is indeed a solution, but it should be noted that winter on the plateau will come earlier."

Generally speaking, the two seasons of winter and spring, that is, from November to April in later generations, the entire city of Lhasa was covered with ice and snow.

The truly suitable assembly for combat is a short five-month window period from May to October.

The above is about the Gregorian calendar. If it is calculated according to the Ming calendar, which is the lunar calendar in later generations of China, the suitable time for combat is April to September.

It is now May of the lunar calendar, and June will soon be coming. There are about a hundred days left, and Lhasa will be covered with ice and snow.

Considering that it will take at least one month to return, the time left for the Ming army to occupy this city is 70 days, a little more than two months.

Time is very tight!

At this moment, Fang Gongqian suddenly hurriedly walked in.

"Your Highness, you have just intercepted a messenger from the Khanate and found an emergency war report from this messenger."

Zhu Cixuan was a little surprised: "War Report?"

Fang Gongqian nodded and said, "That's right. I have someone translated this battle report. Please read it with Your Highness."

Zhu Cilang took the translated battle report and frowned immediately.

"Halakul, the leader of the Junggar tribe, sent his son Baturhuntaiji, and led 30,000 cavalry to cross Kunlun Mountain from southern border and enter the territory of the Hoshuot Khanate!"

This is a situation that Zhu Cilang did not expect in advance.
Chapter completed!