First Prince of Ming Dynasty

In Kunming, in the Prince Liang's Mansion of the Xingzhongshu Provincial Office of Yunnan Province in the Yuan Dynasty, Borjijin Bazarvarmi, who was nearly 60 years old, was reprimanding his generals with an angry face.

Kneeling in the middle is the son of Situ Pingzhang Dali Ma, who lost Qu Jing and lost 100,000 elites. He was so scolded that he couldn't lift his head, so he could only keep kneeling on one knee.

In the room, only King Liang was panting more and more heavily, and the rest of the people bowed their heads. Even after King Liang finished scolding and asked about countermeasures, the group remained silent.

"Get out!"

King Liang's eyes were bloodshot with anger, but his heart was full of fear and resentment. These wolf cubs had a different intention, and they must be prepared, otherwise they might be captured by them and become a stepping stone for them to surrender to the Ming army.

When everyone dispersed, Liang Wangshizi walked out from the side with a full face: "Qujing is lost, and Kunming will not be able to defend it for long. The people below have already started looking for a way out. Father, let's leave as soon as possible."

"Let's go? Where are we going? After leaving here, am I still the King of Liang in the Yuan Dynasty? Are you still the heir? Without identity, wherever you go, you will end up dead sooner or later!"

The son-in-law of King Liang is not a qualified heir, because it is precisely because of this that King Liang would not hesitate to turn against the Duan family of Dali and poisoned his son-in-law Duan Gong.

"Then... I heard that there are quite a few Mongols working in Daming. Although it is definitely not as good as before, at least they are still alive."

Liang Wang didn’t even have any anger on his face, and he asked his son dumbly: “Aren’t you a descendant of Genghis Khan? Aren’t you a descendant of Kublai Khan? You are the king of this land, do you want to give up your throne to others as a cow or sheep that can be skinned and eaten at any time?"

Prince Liang's sons retreated in embarrassment, leaving behind King Liang with a sad face. It's no big deal for the people below to have a different heart, but his own son is like this, so there is nothing to hope for.

Prince Liang, who had rushed back to his courtyard, stopped and looked back, but he didn't look back after all. The wife and children in the house had already packed up the gold and silver as he ordered.

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Qu Jing, Tang He sent them away with kind faces, looked back at Mu Ying and Xu Yungong and said, "Kunming may be decided without a fight."

The two of them clasped their fists together and laughed: "Surrender the enemy without fighting, the commander is mighty!"

"Hehe, it's not a big deal to suppress it with force."

"Those who are good at fighting do not have great achievements. If they have this power, they don't use it. Those who are not soldiers who make dangerous moves are inferior."

Tang He returned to his seat and sat down: "Wenying, Feng Cheng is on his way back. You can start now. Kunming and Dali are settled, and it's time for this battle to end."

Mu Ying promised loudly, and Xu Yungong on the side clasped his fists at him: "I wish you all the best!"

Mu Ying turned around and patted the little brother on the shoulder: "After I leave, you will be the leader of the generals here. You must carefully restrain yourself and obey the commander's military orders. The court's money and food are tight, so don't make unnecessary troubles."

"promise."

Mu Ying bowed to Tang He and retreated. His troops had already been prepared and could set off immediately. Even without Duan's troops, they would be enough to suppress all the tribes in Yunnan.

After Mu Ying left, Tang He looked at Xu Yungong and said, "Yunnan is settled but not safe. Most of the Southern Conscript Army will stay behind and set up guards to guard them. After I return to Beijing, Wenying should take over the military power."

Xu Yungong replied calmly: "Apart from uncle, among the generals, only elder brother Mu Ying has enough qualifications and prestige to control the various ministries, and he has the trust of His Majesty and His Highness, as it should be."

Tang He smiled with satisfaction: "It's good that you can think so. You are still young, so don't be in a hurry to compete with others for power. You must know that not competing is fighting, and fighting is the truth of not fighting."

"Thank you uncle for teaching."

Tang He looked serious, stood up and looked at the terrain map behind him and ordered: "Lead one to go straight to Kunming, and when you arrive at the city to encircle three and one, don't rush to attack the city, and then let Fu Zhong and Feng Cheng send their troops north to Usa as a countermeasure." , Order Cao Zhen, Wang Bi, Jin Chaoxing and others to lead 50,000 troops to attack the lands of Lin'an and Bijie in the south!"

"promise!"

Not long after Xu Yungong retreated, the sound of the mobilization of the army inside and outside the city of Qujing exploded in all directions, but Tang He seemed to have lost all his energy, lying on his back on the chair, staring up blankly.

My last battle is about to end, but it’s actually not bad. To open up the territory for the Ming Dynasty, and bring the whole of Yunnan into the ruling area. How do you say that, to put an end to the affairs of the king, and to win the fame of life and death. What a pity. !

I touched my hair unconsciously, it was actually fine, there were just a few scattered white hairs, although there were dark wounds from seeing him in the morning, but after all, I was not yet fifty years old.

However, with Liaodong Yunnan Keding, Li Wenzhong is also in charge of northern Xinjiang, so there is no room for him to use his skills. Even Xu Da has been reduced to the point where he sits in the Jiangnan patrol guard.

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In Liaodong, Naha has lost a lot of weight in the past few months. He has just quelled the rebellion of the Jurchen tribes, killed more than a dozen tribe leaders, and finally stabilized the rear.

But the soldiers under his command were exhausted, not to mention going back to Goryeo to continue fighting with Li Chenggui, even maintaining the status quo was difficult. A large number of soldiers fled the camp every night, killing them endlessly.

Looking at the letter sent by his son in his hand, Nahachu couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly, you are a stupid thing that is not as good as pigs and dogs, they reward you with a garden to manage a camp of knights, and there are only more than a thousand people under your command, so you are so happy.

Don’t you know, just for this, your father traded half of Liaodong and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses. The tiger father gave birth to a dog, so he should have been thrown out to feed the wolves.

Taking a deep breath, he solemnly tore apart the handwritten letter from the Prince of Ming Dynasty that was sent along with this letter from home. Nearly half of the words at the beginning were polite greetings.

It's all meaningless, but Nahachu still studied it patiently and carefully. He has already reached this point, and there is no chance to turn back.

After reading the last word, Naha closed his eyes and thought twice: "Come here, send Qingqi to chase back the heads of those Jurchen tribes. If you don't want to come back, bring back their heads!"

The staff first responded, but after much deliberation, they persuaded: "It's easy to kill those leaders, but they all have brothers and sons in their respective tribes. How can they let it go? The rebellion just suppressed may repeat again."

"Order!"

"yes."

Naha went out and called another confidant general to give an order: "Lead the troops and horses immediately, go to the Wudoli tribe, and take its leader, Houmu Yewuju, and all her heirs, especially the three-year-old son Mengge. Timur brings it!"

The general went in without knowing it, but he still made a faithful promise. When he was about to go down, he heard: "After you get the people, kill the Uduo Libu. As long as there are men who have passed the wheel, kill them all."

"Follow your orders!"

In fact, not only this general, but even Nahachu didn't understand why the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty would pay attention to such a small matter and specifically order it. Could it be that he was beating me?

No matter how docile and obedient he is, in the bitter cold land of Liaodong, he has endured for Dayuan for so many years, and he is worthy of them. It's not that he is unfaithful, but that the gang in the grassland is not up to date.

He also called another confidant general and asked him to take three thousand elites to Goryeo. Someone would pick him up when he got there, and he just had to obey orders when the time came.

As the strength of the troops in his hands dwindled, Naha felt more at ease. He did not have the ability of the ancestors of the ancestors, and he could not just hold the sky and rebuild the Mongol Empire. He could only find a good way out for himself and his children and grandchildren.

It’s just a bit of a pain in the ass. I had some grievances with the Ming emperor in the past. This time I have to offer treasures to resolve the conflict. Fortunately, I have occupied Liaodong in these years and robbed a lot from the Jurchen ministries and Goryeo. It is easy to send it out. Not so distressed.

Immediately without any further hesitation, he wrote an extremely nasty and flattering personal letter, and arranged for someone to present it to His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty immediately to show his submission.

If I wanted to write again, it was a pity that I was in a hurry, so I could only tell my staff to write such a letter a day, and after I drafted it, I would hand it over to him to copy, and I must show my sincerity.

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