Reincarnation of the powerful minister

After Su Yan regained consciousness, he was too ashamed to get his head out of the cloak.King Yu knew that he was very shameless, and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's well covered, no one can see us just now—"

"Shut up!" Su Yan gritted his teeth, "This is a battlefield, if you distract yourself at will, you won't be afraid of being shot to death by Liu Ya."

King Yu smiled: "It turns out that Qinghe loves me so much. Don't worry, I have good fortune in my arms, and Lord Yan can't call me away."

Before "Fate" turned his back completely, King Yu wisely changed his tone: "Go, follow me to take the head of the chief general of Wala, half of your military achievements will be shared with you."

"Are you crazy? Do you really want to lead me into the battle to kill the enemy? You treat yourself as Changbanpo Zhao Zilong, but I am not a baby in a swaddle. If I drag you down..."

"If you talk again, I will kiss you in front of everyone."

Amidst the whistling wind, Su Yan closed his mouth resentfully—this Zhujin City is really capable of fighting wars, showing off and showing off, and is especially free-wheeling.

He peeked back from between the other's arms holding the rein, and seeing Jing Hong chasing the horse closely, he was half relieved, thinking that no matter how mischievous King Yu is now, at least there is still a calm and reliable man with perfected martial arts Ah Zhui can tell the truth.

At this moment, the Heiyun Tuqi who were ambushing on both wings had killed Oala's team in pieces, causing heavy casualties.Yu Wang cut through the waves all the way with his horse, and went straight to the fleeing enemy generals.

The opponent's mount was a good Beimo steed, one in a hundred, and he was swimming like a fish in the sea, and he was about to break through the encirclement and go deep into the hinterland of the grassland in the northwest.

Su Yan was a little regretful: "This person is quite good at military strategy. If you tell him to escape this time, I'm afraid he will make a comeback in the future."

"I can't escape." King Yu said, took down the longbow hanging from the saddle, pulled out a feathered arrow from behind with his backhand, and aimed at it, "Does Qinghe know when I first came to battle?"

Su Yan replied without hesitation: "You formed the Heiyun Tuqi when you were 12 years old. At the foot of Wulan Mountain, you encountered Tatar cavalry twenty times your own. The time with the enemy general?"

King Yu raised the corners of his mouth happily, pulled back the extremely stretched bowstring, locked his eyes on the prey like a falcon, and then suddenly let go——

Su Yan could barely see the trajectory of the arrow, and the afterimage on his retina was fleeting, like a hallucination.

But he heard voices.

It seemed that it was not the sound of an arrow shooting out of the sky, but the sound of thunder and dragons in the sky, and it was the sound of a mortal knocking on the mysterious door of "Tao" with all his energy and energy.

And the effect it produced was almost miraculous—

For ordinary strong bow masters, shooting two to three hundred steps is the limit.And this arrow shot a full distance of [-] steps, its force can still penetrate the leather soft armor, deeply penetrated into the gap between the vertebrae, and the arrow tip came out through the throat!

Seeing the enemy general fall off his horse, the soldiers of the Jingbei Army let out loud cheers.

"King Oara Khan is dead!"

"Altan is dead!"

"The general is mighty! The general is mighty!"

King Yu galloped forward, came to the side of the fallen enemy general, and turned the face-down corpse over with his long bow.

Su Yan blurted out: "—he's not Altan!"

King Yu raised his eyebrows: "Obviously not. If Saint Khan Altan was defeated so easily, how could he be called the 'Lion of the Grassland' by the northern desert tribes?"

Su Yan didn't seem to hear his words, and repeated himself: "He's not Altan..."

King Yu pressed his palm on Su Yan's back, and it felt wet to the touch, sweat still oozing out through the winter clothes.

"He's not Altan."

Su Yan suddenly sighed softly, his expression returned to normal, and he turned to King Yu and said, "But he has a little similar appearance to Altan, maybe he is a relative."

The spies who did not receive them at night once heard the Lord General be honored as "Taiji" in the Wara camp. In Beimo language, this probably means "prince".

However, this honorific title corresponds to a wide range, not only referring to the son of King Khan, but also his younger brother, nephew and even family relatives can be named "Taiji".

Therefore, even if this person is not Altan, he should be a very important character in Oirat One, and now he died under the arrow of King Yu, which is an out-and-out military achievement.

According to the regulations of the imperial court, the heads of enemy chieftains of this level must be sent to the capital.

King Yu turned his head and ordered the guards to "report according to the law", then he put his arms around Su Yan's shoulders, and walked away lazily like a beast that was full.

The guards chopped off the man's head, put it in a lime box, and flew it to the capital together with the military report.

Su Yan and King Yu walked side by side on the blood-stained snow field, watching the soldiers collect the bones of their comrades who died in battle, his heart was inevitably heavy.King Yu said: "The general dies in a hundred battles, and the strong man returns after ten years. Whether life or death is fate on the battlefield, soldiers have the awareness to sacrifice their lives for the country before they go to battle. Qinghe doesn't have to worry too much."

Su Yan asked in a low voice, "What about you?"

King Yu said: "Throughout the ages, how can there be an eternal and invincible general? One day, I will also return my body wrapped in horse leather, which will make my mother's worries many years ago come true, and make her lose her last son."

"...But you still insist on returning to the battlefield and marching to fight."

King Yu smiled: "Because I am warlike."

"Really?"

"Of course...and because..." King Yu turned to look south, "The land behind us, and the hundreds of millions of people in this country are the responsibility of the Zhu family.

"Brother Huang has been tied to the throne by this responsibility for many years, and now he is relieved, and it is his son's turn to carry on the burden.

"As for me, I can't choose, and I don't want to. But at least I can cut off all invading enemies, so that Zhu Helin, a melon egg, can carry this burden more securely."

Su Yan let out an "Ai" with a lot of emotions: "My lord has really changed a lot since we first met."

"Oh? How has it changed?"

"……Hard to say."

"Would it please Qinghe more?"

Su Yan glared at him: "This thick skin hasn't changed at all, it's still so shameless."

King Yu smiled and said, "Are you thick-skinned or shameless? Qinghe, why don't you touch it with your own hands?" He reached out to pull Su Yan's hand, Su Yan hesitated, glanced at Jing Hong behind him from the corner of his eye, and avoided it.

Jing Hongzhui holds the sword in both arms, looks like a born master who can see the nose, the nose, the nose, the nose and the heart, and secretly gritted his silver teeth: My heart is shaken, I am afraid that I will not be able to get rid of this stalker in the future!

This battle, which took place near Wotu Ridge and Xiyan River on the border of Daming, was called the "Woxi Great Victory" by later generations, and became a watershed event for Daming's military strength to rival the Northern Desert. "It gave a shot in the arm to the increasingly weakened frontier defense of the Ming Dynasty, and it was also the beginning of a brilliant record of a peerless star who lost his wings halfway and returned to the top." A historian of Ming Dynasty said so.

And at this moment, Da Ming, the government and the public were shocked and ecstatic because of this sudden victory.

——The head of the enemy chieftain who was dedicated to the capital was General Wala, the son of Xianhan Hukuoli's cousin, Chu Hutaiji.In terms of kinship, he is the ancestral brother of Saint Khan Altan.

Although these relatives are a bit far away, after all, they are also the great nobles of Wala and the leading generals at the same time.

Such a great achievement has never been achieved in ten years!Some courtiers were delighted.

Of course, hasn't that guy been locked up for ten years?If it had been released earlier - another courtier blurted out, realized something was wrong, and immediately shut up.

Someone smoothed things over for him: Mr. Su Ge's contribution to the administration of horses was indispensable.If he hadn't reformed the past, rebuilt the pastures, and restored the official herds, why would hundreds of thousands of horses have been thrown into the frontier today, creating a team of fine cavalry galloping on the battlefield.

Isn't it?The policies implemented by Mr. Su Ge benefited the common people, and made great achievements for thousands of years. The first emperor supported his new policies at the beginning, so he is really a wise king and worthy ministers!The ministers sighed with emotion.

In short, one is the first test who is respected and loved by the present, and the other is the important minister who is trusted and loved by the present—just praise it hard.

Hearing this, the emperor on the throne felt relieved, sad, and a little sad—feeling that his father, who had been out of touch for several months, had not been found yet, and his sweetheart, who was finally found, had left him. He was really an innocent boy. An unbearable setback.

So he wrote to ask Su Aiqing: Is my bastard fourth uncle not planning to rebel?If he doesn't rebel, you should come back and help me earlier. I think some other uncles who are even more assholes will rebel.

Su Aiqing replied without conscience:

Hard to say.I will observe and observe again.The king of Yu took his generals and the army in one pot, and it is likely that Altan will send troops to retaliate.Who knows if your fourth uncle will collapse under pressure?I still have to stay for another month or two.

As for your other uncles, their minds are not clear enough, and they don't have any soldiers in their hands, so no matter how much you jump around, there will be no big splashes.To deal with Wang's rebellious army, don't you still have the two trump cards of Yu Chezhi and Qi Jingtang?Use it.

In short, external troubles are now eager to internal troubles.Good student, the teacher is far away, and I miss you from the bottom of my heart. If you stay in the capital for a while, it will be used as an experience. Teacher, I will come back when I should come back.

The emperor was so angry that he threw down the notebook: talking to him about feelings, he played the card of monarch and minister; talking about obligations with him, and he started talking about the relationship between teachers and students... It's all my father's fault that he insisted on creating such a teacher-student status to force him to avoid suspicion , Now it's all right, he can take it when he wants to use it to keep him from driving, and forget it when he doesn't want to take it, it's even easier to use than Danshu iron coupons!

Not to mention how annoyed Emperor Daming was, the Wara tribe in Beimo was also caught in a storm of anger.

It was cold outside, and there were two rows of large charcoal braziers burning in the grand king's tent. Altan sat on the colorful felt blanket behind the imperial case, listening to the curses and roars of more than a dozen nobles and generals in the tent against the enemy. .

Chu Hutaiji's headless corpse was carried into the tent. Several of his brothers were weeping and weeping over the corpse, asking, "Holy Khan, why didn't you raise your troops to attack Mingguo and avenge Chu Hu?"

Altan's curly hair grew a bit longer, and when he sat reclining on the blanket, his white hair was piled on his shoulders like a cloud, and his body was like a mountain surrounded by clouds.The drooping thick white eyelashes covered the golden pupils, and he seemed to be in deep thought, or just in a daze.

Chu Hu's brothers cried for a while, but did not get a response from King Khan. They were bored and annoyed, and looked like they were about to have a big attack.

The once young boy Wodan is about to become the head of the Khan's bodyguard.He leaned over to remind Altan: "Chu Hutaiji's body needs to be taken care of, and it can't always be kept in your king's tent."

Altan said: "I will use gold and precious stones to build a new head for Chuhu and bury it together. The funeral will be held according to the standard of a born warrior. Chuhu's eldest son will inherit his Taiji position. In addition, to Ming The conquest of the country has long been in my plan, and I will carry it out without your urging."

Chu Hu's brothers still wanted to ask for more compensation, Altan asked back: "Did you brothers send troops to Taiyuan this time, have I approved it? The realm of man can be captured casually? If he hadn't died in battle to pay for his crimes, I would have punished him severely. What do you want now, how about inheriting the punishment he deserves?"

Chu Hu's brothers choked, and finally thanked Grace nonchalantly, and carried the corpse out of the king's tent.

The other nobles and generals were used to seeing Altan's bold and courageous appearance, but rarely saw him so indifferent, they could almost be called upset, so they didn't dare to stroke his beard anymore, and they all found excuses to leave.

Everyone has faded away, and there is only one Wudan who has never been big or small, sitting on the blanket and lying down: "Altan, do you have something to worry about?"

Altan picked up the wine bowl on the table, drank it in one gulp, and said, "No."

"There must be." Wodan thought for a while, "Still worrying about that man from the Central Plains who can't be found? If you can't find it on the border of Mingguo, let's call them in the capital and look for it."

Altan shook his head: "You don't understand."

Wo Dan: "How can I understand if you don't tell me? If you tell me, I will understand."

Altan was so entangled by him that he finally asked, "If you can only live for less than two months, what will you do?"

Wo Dan was stunned: "How is it possible? I am still so young, and I still have a lot of things I want to do and wishes to achieve... I am in good health and I am not sick... So are you going to kill me two months later? ?Because I always disobeyed the rules, did not honor you Holy Khan, but kept calling 'Altan Altan'?"

Altan was very speechless to him, and hurriedly said: "You go out to patrol, I will stay alone for a while."

Wo Dan was also rude, got up and patted his buttocks and left.

Altan was the only one left in the tent.He took out a rolled parchment from his pocket, unfolded it and read it again.

The parchment was sent by a sea dongqing yesterday. On the paper was the old witch's ancient and clumsy handwriting, and there was a shaman song written on it:

"One year is coming to an end, and another year is coming.

Life ends with the old year, not with the new year.

Time is short, son of the tree,

You've got to get ahead of the blizzard before it hits the ground. "

Altan held the parchment with one hand, and touched the red tattoo on his waist with the other—the blood poison had been circling in his body for nearly three years, and the deadline was less than two months away.

Maybe until he died from the poison, he couldn't find the person who planted the poison in the past and can detoxify him now... The person who haunts his dreams all the time, no matter how hard he tries, he can't see the person clearly...

At this moment, Altan suddenly felt a surge of rage, and wanted to immediately lead his cavalry to flatten the Great Wall on the border, and use military fire to burn the land of the Central Plains.

He went to pull the dark green ribbon wrapped around his left arm, intending to tear it off and throw it into the charcoal basin, but when his fingertips touched the cold and silky forged surface, it was like pouring a basin of ice water on his parched chest.

He took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, and repeatedly read the divine song on the parchment.

This autumn and winter, the White Calamity is much younger than before, which the shamans all say is a good omen, and this winter will pass safely.But the old witch reminded me, "Before the blizzard hits the ground"... Could it be that there will be a change in the sky?Will there be a bigger white disaster coming to the grassland?

No, I have to make preparations early and prepare enough winter supplies for the whole family.

A lifespan of less than two months... so what?Two months of scrambling to live is worth a lifetime of muddle-headed living by many people.

General Jingbei, King Yu, Zhu Xujing.I have reviewed this battle, and you played so well that it made my hands itch.Then give it a try, it was you who were superior in skills and killed me before the two-month deadline; or I was superior in chess and used you as a sacrifice for the flag, opened the gate of Mingguo from Hetao, and swept the Central Plains.