Seiwa

In September of the seventh year of Yongle, the army of the Tatar army returned to the court.

After this battle, the Tatars, who regarded themselves as orthodox in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and always wanted to restore the scenery of the Yuan Dynasty, completely fell down.

Khan Benya lost his face and was killed, and his head was sent to the Ming Dynasty by Wala in exchange for a reward.

Taishi Alu fled to the wilderness in Taipei, but he has disappeared since then. Whether he is alive or dead, no one knows.

The other two heavyweights in Tatar, the Taibao Ma Erhaza and the Privy Council Zhiyuan, were both captured by the Ming army, and they successively returned to the Ming Dynasty and proclaimed their ministers to the Ming Dynasty.

In Tatar's land, the richest part of water and grass has been divided up, leaving only a narrow strip, which is left for Maerhaza and Tuhuochi to graze.

In this battle, nearly [-] Tatars were killed, wounded and captured, which completely weakened their vitality. In the short term, it is really difficult to make a comeback.

The tribe lost countless cattle and sheep, not to mention the scattered herdsmen.Once entering the land of Oara, or fleeing north and meeting the wild Jurchens, there are only two endings, either death or surrender.

There are also quite a few Tatar tribes who have subordinated to the Ming Dynasty.

Most of these tribes were nomadic lands close to the frontiers of the Ming Dynasty, and secretly traded with the Ming Dynasty, and had long been in contact.A few were dissatisfied with Ben Yashili and Arutai, and some were Guilichi's supporters. After Arutai came to power, they were suppressed by force and could not survive on the grasslands, hoping to be protected by the Ming Dynasty.

The nomadic Tatar tribes on the border of the Ming Dynasty often saw the passing Uliangha caravans, and they felt dissatisfied for a long time.

Look at the man, the leather armor of the war horse, his face is full of red light.Take a look at your own home, there are always three or four months in a year when you have to tighten your belt to get by, it would be weird not to be jealous.

"What is Wuliangha? Without the firearms and armor of the Ming Dynasty, without the sabers and rich oil and water made by the Ming Dynasty, they are only allocated to the Tatars to lead horses!"

The news of the defeat of the main force of the Tatars came out, and more and more Tatar tribes belonged to the Ming Dynasty.To show their sincerity, some tribes took the initiative to release the border residents who were taken away a few years ago.

Although the image of Lao Zhu's family in the eyes of neighbors is not very good, the "foreign policy" implemented by the Ming Dynasty is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Wala and Wuliangha both began to take over the territory, and Ma Erha may not be able to support themselves when they come back.Staying in the grassland is precarious, and it is very likely that it will be annexed by Wala and reduced to slavery. It is better to vote for the Ming Dynasty. If you are lucky, you may be able to be an official.If you can get the same treatment as Wuliangha, you will have nothing to do with fighting for the Ming Dynasty!

"The vitality of the tribe is in the south of the grassland, which is the will of Changshengtian."

When the shaman uttered the "oracle", the tribe members did not hesitate any longer.

Taking refuge in the Ming Dynasty is a must!

However, if you want to include it, someone must introduce it.There are no acquaintances in the frontier fortress, and the army to punish them is still in the grassland!After the tribal leaders discussed with the warriors, they voted with a show of hands, dismantled the tent, and followed the Ming army!

On the return journey of the conquering army, there were as many as a dozen Tatar tribes encountered, ranging in size and size, with only one purpose, and the request was enclosed.

Tribal leaders scramble to show their loyalty first.

"Slaughter cattle and sheep and offer them to the heavenly army!"

"Send the best war horse!"

"We have the most beautiful girl on the grassland!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was amazed.

High, it is high!

In the Yuan Dynasty, there was a practice of princess marriage. In Goryeo, which was replaced by the Lee Dynasty, most of the queens came from the princesses and clan daughters of the Yuan Dynasty.

There were also Mongolian concubines in the harem of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but most of them were unknown.

Emperor Hongwu had Queen Ma.Empress Ma passed away, and the joy of life changed instantly. From morning to night, she devoted herself to killing the whole family, and devoted herself to researching the best way to kill the heroes.

Emperor Jianwen...reigned for too short a time, so it can be skipped.

Emperor Yong Le, like his father, respects and loves his wife.The three sons are all from the queen, which is rare in all dynasties.As long as Empress Xu is around, the women in the palace will not be able to cause any disturbances.

History also proves that after the death of Empress Xu, fighting became the most important entertainment in Zhu Di's life.Now Empress Xu is in good health, and the favorite concubine after her is doomed to lose the chance to make her debut.

The failure of the emperor's way does not mean that the marriage will not work.

Ming's nobles, generals, and even low-level officers are all good candidates.

In the Ming Dynasty, he was promoted and conferred titles based on his military exploits. Who can guarantee that an inconspicuous soldier will not accumulate a lot of money, soar in combat power, become a fighting madman, and then be conferred a title of title?

The most notable example is Xing Ningbo, a fighter of the Ming Dynasty who was bestowed with the surname of the country.

All over the frontier, the history of Xingningbo's fortune has become an inspirational legend.

Shuntian Eight Mansions, Daning City, and Kaipingwei, there are rumors everywhere that Uncle Xingning abandoned his pen and joined the army to avenge his father's righteous deed.

He has repeatedly made outstanding achievements in garrisoning the border and calming down, was appreciated by the emperor, and became a nobleman as a commoner. During the various times, all of them became the goals pursued and imitated by aspiring young people.It has been heard on the prairie.

More importantly, Xing Ningbo is still single, he is simply too good to be married to!

On the way to the army class, Meng Qinghe was surprised to find that there were more and more strong men around him, all of whom were girls from the tribe, with the words "matchmaker" brightly engraved on their faces.

"Uncle, my daughter is the most beautiful pearl on the grassland, you will not be disappointed."

Meng Qinghe smiled awkwardly, turned his head inadvertently, and was startled, Ding Guogong's hand was clasped on the handle of the knife...

"Uncle, my granddaughter can carry two goats, she must be a good child!"

Meng Qinghe looked back again, the blade was drawn out two fingers wide, and the cold light flashed and flashed.

"Uncle, my niece is good at singing and dancing!"

Meng Qinghe didn't dare to look back.

"Uncle, a girl from my tribe, blablabla..."

The strong men were still going on, Meng Qinghe braved up to take one last look, and immediately regretted it.

Grandpa Guo held a long knife in his forehand and smiled charmingly.Within five meters of the body has been empty.

Meng Qinghe twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, and there was a clicking sound from his neck.

Why is he turning back? !

What's more, if you want to be a matchmaker, there are so many good guys in the army, why did you just focus on him, because he is easy to talk and easy to bully?

In case the Duke of the country is furious and wants to kill, should he run or run?The point is, can he run?

Meng Qinghe was very conflicted.The strong men suddenly fell silent, pulled up the reins, and quickly retreated two meters.

Without him, Duke Ding came over.

Meng Qinghe bowed his head, intending to imagine that he was an ostrich.

The reality is that Duke Ding rode his horse slowly to his side and pulled the ostrich's head out of the ground.

"Twelve Langs," Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows, with a handsome smile, wearing black armor, really charming, but also extremely scary, "After returning to Beijing, Xuan wants to talk with Twelve Langs at night by candlelight."

"..."

"Since leaving the fortress, Xuan has not been able to get close to Twelve Lang Haosheng."

"..."

His big hand stretched across the horse's back, patted Meng Qinghe's shoulder, and his fingertips brushed the edge of the helmet without a trace, and slid across the side of Meng Qinghe's neck, "What do you think Twelfth Lang wants?"

"..." No matter, he just wanted to cry.

"Is Twelve Lang happy?"

"My lord."

"kindness?"

"I told them that I have a family. Talk at night by candlelight, can you..."

Halfway through the conversation, there was no sound.

Grandpa Guo smiled more and more charmingly, and Uncle Meng bit his tongue.

Meng Qinghe covered his mouth, his face turning bitter.Duke Ding's mood improved a lot. When he set up camp on the way, he singled out more than [-] Tatar and Wuliangha leaders without any defeat.The strong men were treated as sandbags, they threw them left and right, got up and threw them again, rolled all over the dirt, but they became more and more respectful to Shen Xuan, not to mention that no one opened their mouths to be a matchmaker for the Duke.

The force value is too high, moody and angry, really dare not speak.What if the words are wrong and the fist is replaced by a knife?

Meng Qinghe squatted next to the war horse, biting two pancakes, crying against the wind.

If his force value can match that of the Duke of the Kingdom... He raised his head sadly, it's impossible, so don't think about it.

After a short rest, the army moved on.

What surprised Meng Qinghe was that the strong men suddenly stopped surrounding him.

What's happening?

A certain thought flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously went to look at Shen Xuan.His eyes fell into a pair of pitch-black eyes, and his heart skipped a beat in an instant.

"My lord?"

Shouldn't it be solved with a beating?

Shen Xuan rode his horse and came over, his whole body was still full of evil spirit, but it was not as penetrating as before.

"Twelve Lang thinks it's a pity?"

The tone is calm, but the meaning is quite "dangerous".

"No, absolutely useless!" The head shook like a wave drum.

"So good."

The Duke was satisfied, and temporarily let Uncle Meng go.When camping in the evening, continue to compete with the strong men.

The strong men could only agree with tears in their eyes.

In Ding Guogong's dictionary, there is no word "no" at all.

There was a lot of commotion in the camp, Wei Guogong Xu Huizu, Wu'an Marquis Zheng Heng and other generals were all attracted over, Zheng Heng was excited to see it, took off his saber, and competed with Shen Xuan.

Neither of them was wearing a helmet, and most of their armor was off.The fist fell, making a bang bang sound.After dismantling the move, they retreated two steps at the same time, and stepped forward at the same time, fighting together.

The soldiers gathered around the sidelines, applauding loudly.

"The Duke is mighty!"

"Master Hou, step out! Step out!"

"Grandpa, hurry up and punch him! Beat him XX!"

The pawn who shouted was too excited and unrestrained, and was slapped on the head by the old pawn, "You don't have a guard on your mouth? That's Lord Hou!"

Jun Han rubbed his head, giggled twice, and didn't dare to shout anymore.There is also Jinyiwei in the army, if you really pursue it, you will definitely not be able to get it right.

In the excitement of the fight, both Shen Xuan and Zheng Heng tore off their jackets.

Broad back, smooth lines, bulging muscles on the arms, sweat all over the chest, slowly sliding down the thin waist and abdominal muscles...

Meng Qinghe quickly covered his nose, but his gaze was still firmly stuck to Shen Xuan's body.His face was flushed red, but he still couldn't bear to blink.

shy?

I really don't understand Uncle Meng.If it wasn't for the wrong occasion and time, Uncle Meng would have already rushed forward.Even if it is counterattacked, it is the same.

With such a rush of blood, can you still be calm and composed?

It's completely out of place, extremely hypocritical!

boom!

The fists of the two collided, and the strong men of Tatar and Uliangha cheered loudly. The Jurchens stood far away, keeping a distance from the strong men at all times.

"Mr. Dingguo..."

The leader of the Jianzhou Guard, Haha, remained calm on the surface, but secretly clenched his fists.Wanting to stand out in the Ming army, wearing a scarlet robe and wearing a jade belt, is probably ten times more difficult than he expected.

Faintly, he always felt that Uncle Xingning's attitude towards the Jurchen tribe was a little distant, far less warm than Tong Wuliangha Sanwei, and he was even a little wary.

Duke Dingguo and Xingningbo had a close friendship, and their attitudes would directly affect the Ming emperor's perception of the Jurchen tribe.

He had to do something, he couldn't change Xingning Bo's attitude towards Jurchen, at least he had to find out why he didn't like Jurchen.

If it is impossible to suppress or even replace Wu Liangha's position in the Ming army, it will be very difficult for Jurchen to stand out and to go further.

What to do, he had to think about it.

Hehe clenched his fists even tighter, and his fingertips wedged into his palms.

After a few rounds, the field finally decided the winner.

Zheng Heng was swept down by Shen Xuan's leg, facing the ground, his arms were firmly clasped behind his back, and his throat was also locked, unable to move at all.

If it was on the battlefield, he would have died.

"it is good!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, and Wei Guogong also laughed and clapped his hands, "With these two brave generals, I will surely help Your Majesty sweep the world and pacify the sea!"

Meng Qinghe covered his nose and looked at Xu Huizu.

After all, he is the eldest brother-in-law of the prince, a fierce man who has gone through three dynasties, and his words are really beautiful.

If the winner is announced at this time, it will definitely make Zheng Heng look bad.Otherwise, it would appear to treat Shen Xuan lightly.Directly bring the focus to the great cause of the dynasty, successfully resolve possible conflicts, and brush up the reputation of Emperor Yongle by the way, not only to win over the army, but if the words reach the emperor's ears, he will definitely look at his brother-in-law differently, and his favorability will rise to a higher level .

"I still can't get home." Putting down his hand, he wiped his upper lip. Fortunately, there was no nosebleed.

It is really a wise saying to live and learn.Compared with these fierce men who shine in the history books, his number of paragraphs is obviously behind.If you want to continue to be a qualified fighter in the court and continue to make contributions in your future life, you still need to work harder.

After several contests, the strong Tatar men became acquainted with the Ming army.

Language barrier?It's okay, fists speak.After playing two games, I became familiar with it immediately.

The strong Tatar men were intimidated by Ding Guogong's various force, so they understood to some extent that marriage with Xingningbo would not work.He simply diverted his attention and started to make friends with Wu Liangha.They are all Mongolians, and they belonged to one family 200 years ago. Hello, hello, hello, everyone!

Uncle Meng's headache stopped, and he gradually forgot the proposal of the Duke of the State to "talk at night by candlelight" with him.Has the Grand Duke also forgotten... Only after arriving in Beijing will he find out.

In September of the seventh year of Yongle, the army that conquered the Tatars passed Hulan and suddenly lost temperature.

At the end of October, Zhu Di personally led the civil and military in Beijing, fought the emperor's honor guard, left Juyongguan, and went to Tulahe to meet the army in person.

When the army marched to the Tula River, they saw the emperor's guard of honor in the distance. Immediately, the cavalry dismounted and the infantry slowed down.

After walking more than a hundred meters, Xu Huizu, Duke of the State of Wei, handed over the reins of the horse, walked quickly to the emperor alone, saluted with fists in his hands, and said in a loud voice: "It's fortunate that I did not disgrace my life!"

"it is good!"

Zhu Di supported Xu Huizu's arm and laughed a few times.

The army of more than [-] people all tapped their shields with their waist knives, and their spears hit the ground, shouting long live.

Wen and Wu behind Zhu Di bowed down together, and the sound of Shan Huan live went straight to the sky, tearing apart the sky and startling the goshawks hovering in the air.

"Long live my emperor!"

Looking down from the air, the vermilion war jackets of the Ming army look like a wall of fire stretching for more than ten miles.

Brightness is based on the virtue of fire, fire is colored by red, and red is dyed by blood.

Dare to fly moths into the flames, doomed to be burned in the flames and turned into ashes.

In the sound of long live, Zhu Di ascended the height and delivered an impromptu speech.

Meng Qinghe didn't remember much about the content of the speech, he only remembered that he and the soldiers around him rushed forward with enthusiasm, shouting long live at the top of their voices.

Long live Your Majesty, long live Daming.

Qin Feng rose suddenly, and the horn was long.

The vast grassland, the boundless Saibei.

The pages of history are unrecorded, but the memory of the earth is not lost.

Here, on the banks of the Tula River, 10,000+ Ming troops made a roar that shocked the world.This is the voice of a nation, the conquering voice of a powerful country.

The sun, moon, mountain and river pattern on the mianfu seems to remind Zhu Di that he has made a lot of contributions to the merit book left by his ancestors.

The Tatars are flat, who dares to plunder the Ming Dynasty again?

Walking down the mound, looking at the rushing Tula River in the distance, Zhu Di burst into pride, and said with a smile: "Today, the three armies drink horses here, so this river should be changed to drink horses."

"Yes!"

The historian took out the booklet from his pocket, took a pen and began to record.The officials of the Ministry of Industry who accompanied him immediately sent people to excavate the rocks and set up a monument as a record.

When the Son of Heaven changed the name of the river, a stone monument must be erected so that future generations will remember it.

Standing in the team, Meng Qinghe watched the officials of the Ministry of Industry start to work, he couldn't help being surprised, even though Emperor Yongle didn't personally lead the troops out of the fortress, the Tula River was still changed into the Yinma River.

Should it be a historical inevitability?

Looking up at the sky, there is still no solution.

A stele was erected on the south bank of the Yinma River, and the army continued southward.

Zhu Di was very interested, so he abandoned his horse and rode on a horse. On the way, he also summoned several Tatar leaders.

The army did not enter Juyongguan until Kaipingwei.

The emperor was stationed in the Acropolis, and the frontier troops in the city immediately tensed up and cheered up 12.

When Meng Qinghe saw the Weicheng Gate of Kaiping, he felt as if he had passed away. Just about to express his emotion, he saw a doll with a red New Year picture on the top of the city.

Dazzled?

Knead it, it's still there.

How could the three-headed body be here?

Zhu Zhanhe was very excited, pointing to the team under the city, and said to Zhu Gaoxu who was holding him: "Father, the emperor's grandfather is back! Shaobao is also back, right?"

Zhu Gaoxu hugged his son, nodded and gritted his teeth.

This is his son, right?

What's the matter with always thinking about others?