I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Most of the remaining half are active troops, and the three major battalions account for more than half of the places.

Excluding these, the number of troops that Bing can really mobilize at will is only about 8 to 10, which is nearly [-] times less than the number requested by the old man.

The Ministry of War has calculated that the Fifth Army Battalion that went to the Helan Mountain Great Wall defense line, and the 10 Battalion on guard in Datong City can almost integrate [-] troops.

Adding in the half of the Shenji Battalion troops who came back, a 13-strong army can be assembled so-so.

Coupled with the people they can remove, it can almost meet 1/3 of the old man's requirements.

But this is obviously not enough.

Even if you can't meet the requirements of the old man, at least you have to match the number of enemies.

Otherwise, if such a small number of people go to the grassland, isn't it purely sent to death in the past?

In order to get together the troops, the Ministry of War was also brainstorming, and hit the idea on the Sun Never Set Chamber of Commerce.

The Sun Never Sets has recruited 40 migrant workers, many of whom are from military households and are themselves reservists.

If the old man hadn't given the order himself, it would have been impossible for the Ministry of War to let so many military households leave their localities to work in other places.

Now the imperial court is in short supply of soldiers and horses. In order to maintain the stability of the imperial court, it is really difficult to move local troops.Therefore, these military households who are going to go to Ah San to work by land have become their first choice.

It's just that as soon as the order from the Ministry of War was issued, the Sun Never Sets Chamber of Commerce directly rejected it.

Are you kidding me, we are workers, not the fucking reserve team, we are all dragged into the battlefield for you, who will watch our slaves go to farm, you?

For this matter, the two parties had a big fight.

Others are afraid of the Yamen of the Ministry of War, but the Chamber of Commerce is not afraid of the sun never setting.

Yang Shiqi and Lao He quarreled directly in the hall of the Sun Never Set Chamber of Commerce.

One important person will not be let go.

Yang Shiqi scolded Lao He for robbing court soldiers in disregard of national security.

Lao He was not to be outdone, and scolded Yang Shiqi for disregarding national interests and overseas imperial territories.

Two old men, one was the Secretary of the Military Department of the Cabinet University, and the other was the helm of the Daming Business Group, pointing at each other's nose like shrews and spouting obscenities.

In the end, if it wasn't for the pull of his subordinates, the two old men almost started doing it.

In the end, this matter came to Zhu Pangpang's place, and the two of them were saying that the public was right and the woman was saying that the woman was right.

Both of them are for the imperial court, and Zhu Pangpang can't take part in it, so he can only make peace with it.

Finally, after discussion, Zhu Pangpang asked Yang Shiqi to recruit people first, and Lao He also left 10 people just in case.

If Yang Shiqi really can't recruit, then add the 10 people.

Chapter 225: Dad Zhu Pangpang's highlight moment.

"What? Haven't you collected all the photos yet?"

Seeing the embarrassed look on the boss's face, the old man frowned and asked.

Zhu Pangpang sighed helplessly.

"Because we removed a group in the early stage, and the recruitment policy recruited a large number of people. The court is running out of manpower. The Ministry of War has been busy for more than a month, and now there are only 20 soldiers!"

Zhu Pangpang stretched out his fat hand, snapped his fingers and said,

"The three major battalions have a total of 13 people, plus the 20 confiscated, so far we have only 33 troops."

"Oh, by the way, at the Chamber of Commerce where the sun never sets, I asked them to keep 10 people, all of whom are children of military households. If it is really not enough to make up for it, including them is only 44 people. Its 60 troops are still short of 16."

"44 is a bit small!"

The old man whispered and looked at Zhu Zhangui.

"Have you figured out the situation of Arutai's troops?"

Zhu Zhangui, who had been prepared for a long time, took out a letter from his father-in-law from his arms, and handed it to the old man.

According to the investigation by Zhu Zhangui's father-in-law.

Alutai gathered a total of 42 soldiers and horses, including 15 cavalry, 15 prairie infantry, and 12 Yili troops.

"15 cavalry!"

The old man took a deep breath.

He couldn't believe the number a little.

After fighting against the grassland for so many years, the largest group of grassland cavalry he encountered was only 8 to [-].

This 15 is a bit exaggerated.

"Grandpa, this number is just too much!"

Zhu Zhangui replied with a wry smile.

In fact, he didn't believe it at first.

If Alutai really had 15 cavalry, it would be impossible for them to wait outside the pass, and they would have already sent troops south.

The combat power of 15 cavalry is not as simple as 1+1=2. Unprepared infantry, how many hits are given away for nothing.

The Mongolian iron cavalry that swept across Europe and Asia back then had only about 20 cavalry at its peak. In just three years, Arutai had gathered 15 cavalry and more than 15 infantry. Kyu still had a hard time believing it.

However, after many confirmations and investigations by Jin Yiwei and his father-in-law's intelligence department, Alutai indeed has such a large number of cavalry.

As for where it came from, not sure.

I only found out that it was the remnants of Wala and the three guards of Duoyan who contributed, but I don't know much about the others.

The old man pinched the information memorial with one hand, and stroked the beard on his chin with the other, and said worriedly.

"15, it's a bit difficult!"

In the old man's mind, only these 15 cavalry are the real opponents.

He didn't pay attention to the 15 grassland infantry and the 12 troops in Yili.

After nearly a year of storage, over 5000 new-style rifles and more than 10 rounds of ammunition have been stored in the Artisan Camp.

With the combination of old and new firearms, the Shenji Battalion and the Fifth Army Battalion can fight against half of the infantry troops.

Leave the rest to other troops to take care of.

But 15 cavalry, to be honest, the old man has fought all his life, and he really has never seen it.

Let alone a cavalry of this size, just standing there can frighten a large area.

The Daming artillery firearms are fierce, but they can't hold back the opponent's large numbers.

If the old man is in command of this battle, the 15 cavalry will be divided into several divisions, and a deadly charge will be launched. No matter how fierce the Ming artillery is, it will be cool.

"It's no wonder that Alutai doesn't go south anymore. He wants to lure me out, and use the open grassland environment to display the combat power of cavalry!"

The old man understood what Alutai was thinking.

The old boy Alutai was worried about entering the northern part of the Ming Dynasty, being trapped by the Ming army's terrain-fortified city, and then being defeated one by one.

At the same time, the old boy also had a clear understanding of the old man's character, knowing that the old man would not choose to defend, so he waited outside for the old man to go out.

He slammed the memorial in his hand on the table.

The old man turned around a few times with his hands behind his back, and suddenly stopped in front of Zhu Pangpang.

"Boss, this is a desperate battle between Daming and the grassland. If we win this battle, the grassland will have peace for at least a hundred years. If we lose, even if we can stop Alutai from invading southward, we men will still take Daming away." All the elite were thrown inside."

"At that time, don't talk about expanding the territory, and continue to expand overseas territories. It's hard to say whether we can keep our current foundation."

"So this battle, we men must fight, and fight to win, you know?"

Zhu Pangpang took a deep breath and nodded vigorously to the old man.

Although he doesn't like fighting, he also understands that this battle is about Daming's life and death.

Now that it has come to this point, the two sides are not saying that they will be able to stop their troops if they stop their troops. They must decide whether to win or lose.

If Arutai doesn't fight this battle, it will be difficult for him to control the remnants of Wala.

Once he couldn't control it, the grassland that was finally unified by him would fall apart again in an instant.

If he wants to stabilize his rule, attacking Daming and avenging Mahamu and the slaughtered herdsmen is the only choice.

If Alutai wants to fight, Daming naturally has no choice.

So this battle is almost unavoidable. Once the war starts, either you will die or I will die.

"Father, don't worry, my son will support you to finish this battle even if he risked his life."

The old man, who received his son's support for the first time, his eyes were slightly red with emotion, and he reached out and patted Zhu Pangpang's shoulder heavily.

"Okay...go to battle brothers, fight father and son soldiers, we men have done it with them."

After finishing speaking, the old man looked at Zhu Pangpang and said sincerely.

"After this battle is over, I don't have any regrets. On the day of the victory celebration, I will announce that I will step back from the background and let you take over the throne."

When Zhu Pangpang heard this, he knelt on the ground in reflex, and opened his mouth to decline.

Seeing that his son was still imposing just now, he became cowardly again in the blink of an eye.

The old man was angry and funny, so he pulled him up vigorously.

"Okay, that's it. I'm old too. My wish is to pacify the north. After this battle is over, my wish will be fulfilled."

"From now on, let's enjoy life in peace, try to live a few more years, and watch these little guys grow up, marry wives and have children!"

Early morning on day 2.

The old man summoned the elders and important generals of various ministries and began to discuss the plan against the enemy.

"15 cavalry!"

When the old man told the information about the 15 cavalry in Alutai, the whole Shangshu room became very quiet.

Zhu Gaoxu, who has always been arrogant, couldn't help swallowing, staring at him in disbelief.

"Father, did you say something wrong? According to the intelligence, it is 15, not [-]?"

The old man glanced at him indifferently.

"Although I am old, I am still not blind. I can still tell the difference between 15 and [-]."

"Besides, the size of the army is more than 40, and there are only [-] cavalry. Ordinary people's rebellion is more than this number."

After getting the confirmation, Zhu Gaoxu sat on the chair in a daze.

"Damn 15, even if 15 pigs charge together, the average army can't stop it!"

After confirming the number, a general stepped forward and asked.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask, these cavalry may not all be elite!"

Before the old man could answer, Zhu Gaoxu said angrily.

"Uncle Ningyang, is it not unnecessary for you to ask this question? Even if they are not elites, with the habits of the grassland people who live on horseback every day, they are no worse than our cavalry!"

"Even if the ability is a little bit worse, the number of people is there."

Ning Yang Bo Chen Mao opened his mouth, and finally shook his head with a wry smile.

Seems like there really is no difference.

Grassland people have lived on horseback since they were young. If you give a horse a knife and a bow, you can become a light cavalry.

The prairie people are not like the Central Plains people, they have to go through long training before they can become a real cavalryman.

"Your Majesty, since Yichen Zhijian can't win, why don't you negotiate peace with them?"

Seeing that everyone was worrying, a civil servant from the Ministry of Rites quietly made a suggestion.

In an instant, everyone looked at him.

"Bastard, everyone is thinking about how to fight, but you are thinking about peace talks, what are your intentions!"

Lu Xin, who was in charge of the Ministry of Rites, saw that the guy who spoke was one of his subordinates, so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and kicked that guy in disregard of the official appearance, kicking that guy screaming.

The old man glanced at Zhu Zhangui, and gave him the look that this is your department and you can handle it yourself.

Zhu Zhangui waved his hand calmly, and Jin Yiwei outside the door rushed in and dragged the guy out.