First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 Zhang Ximeng kept swinging his whip and beating fiercely, beating the old Wang to the skin, blood dripping, and his throat became hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound. All that was left was a constant whining, seeming to be asking for help, or crying.

　　 I don’t know how long it took. Pharaoh fainted, and Zhang Ximeng was also sweating, exhausted his energy, and sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

　　 At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang handed him a glass of water.

　　 "Drink!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng took it, the temperature was just right, and he drank it into his mouth, it was sweet, with honey added!

　　 "It was sent by our sister."

"Madam? Thank you Madam for your concern..." Zhang Ximeng was greatly moved, but Zhu Yuanzhang stopped him and suddenly hesitated: "Sir, we always feel that you are a little afraid of us, seemingly respectful, but you are not close... Are you right? ?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng trembled violently and sweated more on his forehead... You are Hongwu the Great, the murderous Zhu Chongba, under your hand, naturally you have to think about how to save your life.

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　　 Zhu Yuanzhang sighed long and changed the subject, "Sir, why do you hate that servant so badly?"

"This...Although he didn't kill my parents, he betrayed our family and took away my mother's dowry jewelry...How can I spare him when he was most desperate? I want to chop him up!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng seldom hates a person so much... Helplessly, the initial encounter was too tragic. The mountains and rivers were exhausted, and both of his parents died. It was like a knife pierced in the heart, bleeding continuously, without the slightest intention of healing.

　　 "Hey!" Old Zhu Chang sighed, "Sir, do you know our experience?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng was stunned, he naturally knew that he had died of his parents and Lao Zhu had died of his family, which was even more miserable than Zhang Ximeng. Kneeling for a cemetery, but wandering for three years, robbing wild dogs for food, after returning to the temple, he continued to be bullied, and people burned the temple...all the bad luck, let him run into it.

　　 "Master, you..."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, "Don't call it that... It stands to reason that you are a scholarly family, we are a poor family, and we can't go together. But it is such a world that made us meet, and let us pick up swords, guns and weapons. Sir, Yuan Zhang followed you to read and read, and understood a lot of truths. Yuan Zhang deliberately made a bold and resolute attempt to create a peaceful world and a bright world!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly when he said this, and the dragon and tiger jumped. A kind of domineering instructing the country, rushed to the face.

　　 "Sir, are you willing to help us fight the world and bring peace?" Old Zhu asked with passion.

　　 Zhang Ximeng was greatly shocked. He thought he could handle Lao Zhu, but Zhu Yuanzhang first sent the servant Lao Wang for today's affairs, and then talked about his ideals and ambitions, and told himself directly.

　　 Both of them have suffered family destruction. Naturally, they have the same disease and pity each other, and work hand in hand to strike a peace. That is also a matter of reason.

　　 surnamed Zhu, you are too good at fooling people!

　　 Is there any other choice for Zhang Ximeng?

　　 "The lord, the minister is not only willing, but also thinking about assisting the lord to ascend the throne, helping the lord, laying down thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and creating a new world!"

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed in his heart, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Ximeng's arm, shook it vigorously, unconcealed joy.

　　 For a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Zhang Ximeng was in awe of him, even for no reason... He naturally didn't know the matter of crossing, and he didn't know what existence the Great Emperor Hongwu would be.

　　 He was born as Zhang Ximeng, and he could not play with him, the son of a generation of tenant farmers. This is what happened today, to open up, open up, and be frank with each other.

　　 Obviously, the effect is quite good.

　　 Zhang Ximeng has really begun to understand Zhu Yuanzhang, he is not a ruthless person, on the contrary, he is a man of temperament who never forgets his original intention.

　　 And it is this kind of person who, in extreme disappointment, waved his butcher knife and looked at the old brothers who had deteriorated...

　　The love reaches the depths, it is inevitable to be unfeeling!

"My lord, the minister has thought about it a long time ago. Now the few commanders in Haozhou are in peace for the time being, and the Yuan soldiers will not go south immediately. It is a good time for the lord to show his fists." Zhang Ximeng said to Zhu Yuanzhang with a high spirit: "The minister suggested to attack Dingyuan immediately, and then go down to Chuzhou, drink Ma Jiangbei. Then choose an opportunity to cross the river!"

　　 "cross the river?"

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang did not expect Zhang Ximeng to suggest this.

　　 "Why cross the river? We are from Huaixi and we are not familiar with Jiangnan."

Zhang Ximeng laughed, "Lord, if you want to fly for nine days, you can't be trapped in Huaixi. The minister proposed to go south early, because he wanted to plot Jiangnan. It should be seen from the lord that Yuanbing still has a great advantage. If only entangled in the north, it is easy to be wiped out by the Mongolian cavalry. But after crossing the river, the situation is different, relying on the natural dangers of the Yangtze River to block the northern cavalry. Then, in the sacred land of the south of the Yangtze River, you can use your horses and save money to sweep away. The world, dominate the Central Plains!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Yuanzhang, the more they talked, the more happy they were, and the more they talked, the more speculative.

When Zhu Yuanzhang decided to go south, he had already set his ambition to compete in the world... No one knows when he figured it out, but in history, it was not much later than now. Lao Zhu met Li Shanchang and asked when If the world can be peaceful, Li Shanchang told Zhu Yuanzhang that it took Han Gaozu five years to conquer the world. As long as he imitated Han Gaozu, it would not be difficult to win the world.

　　 It is this question and answer that is comparable to the long-term question and answer, which laid the foundation of the Ming Dynasty and also pushed Li Shanchang to the throne of the first hero.

　　 Zhang Ximeng talked more with Zhu Yuanzhang, including military strategy, including **** training, including money, food, and land... In short, Lao Zhu benefited a lot.

　　 When they talked, they all forgot to have lunch. Until dusk, when Ma came over with a candle, the two people stopped, and Lao Zhu's face was full of red light.

　　 "Sister, now our heart is open and clear, it's time to prepare to go south."

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang did what he said, and he quickly ordered the rectification of the army.

　　How many subordinates does Lao Zhu have?

　　 Let's make a simple calculation. The number of people brought from Haozhou is almost 3,000, and 3,000 were taken from the prisoners of the Yuan soldiers. Old Zhu returned to his hometown and recruited more than 700 folks, less than 800.

　　 In addition to the two to three thousand people who have come here recently, Zhu's force is almost 10,000.

　　 These ten thousand people are naturally uneven.

　　 First of all, the one who can fight most is the one who has experienced the defense of Haozhou.

　　 The most loyal people are Xu Da and Hua Yun, these honest fellows.

　　 After selection, Zhu Yuanzhang first found three thousand elites.

　　 These three thousand people are all equipped with war horses and armors, and they are encouraged to practice bow horse riding and shooting.

　　 Among the entire Red Turban Army, those who have the ability to make a cavalry are rare.

　　 Lao Zhu relied on snatching the spoils and robbed him without cost.

　　 miraculously made up such a team.

　　 There is no doubt that once the three thousand cavalry formally form an army, it will be a crushing advantage to any surrounding forces.

　　 It's just that the strong guy eats a lot.

　　 Although the cavalry is good, the food consumed by a warhorse is worth ten or eight ordinary soldiers...The food that was originally robbed of Linhuai has been down for more than half, and now it is relying on doing business with Huaiyuan to barely maintain it.

　　 The pressure of food was also a key factor in Lao Zhu's decision to go south.

　　 He can't afford it.

　　 "This time I personally lead the soldiers and explore the road ahead. With regard to Linhuai, Mr. Zhang will take over the overall situation. If there is any major issue, he will make the decision~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You don't have to ask us."

　　Lao Zhu gave Zhang Ximeng great power. In the past, Zhang Ximeng might resolutely refuse, but since the talks, they are of the same mind, so naturally they can't play slippery.

　　 Zhang Ximeng readily agreed.

　　 "Master, how many soldiers and horses are you going to bring? Three thousand cavalry?"

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, "No need, thirty people are enough."

　　 "Thirty? Too few, how come you need three hundred people!" Zhang Ximeng said seriously: "Master, you must pay attention to your own safety, and you must not be reckless."

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang understood what Zhang Ximeng meant, but didn't want to change his mind.

　　 "Mr. don't need to worry, we just check the situation. If there are more people, it will scare them. Mister just wait for the good news."

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang immediately let Fei Ju and Hua Yun follow, and there were 28 cavalry soldiers, each with two horses, set off from Linhuai and immediately headed south.

　　 In history, Lao Zhu led nine foot soldiers and walked south with his feet for six days before he reached Baogong River. It's hard to die, the weather is hot, and Lao Zhu is still sick. But even so, Lao Zhu still completed the task of recruiting and surrendering and obtained three thousand young and Zhuang militiamen.

　　 And this time, Lao Zhu left a few months earlier, and the weather was still cool, and his subordinates became thirty cavalry soldiers, majestic and even more prestigious.

　　 Across the Baogong River, there is a stockade called Lupaizhai. There are thousands of people gathered in it, and the momentum is not small.

　　As soon as Lao Zhu arrived, an envoy was sent from the other side, waded across the Baogong River, and knelt in front of Lao Zhu.

　　 "Being lack of food in the village, begging for three thousand stones, I am willing to be the forerunner!"

　　Three thousand stones of grain can buy three thousand people. This business is really cost-effective.

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang pondered a little, and said calmly: "Since you are willing to return, then cross the river first!"