Ming Dynasty: The Sixth Brother of the Zhu Family Seeks Immortality

With the intelligence in hand, King Zhao finally understood why Wala had so boldly invaded the Ming border this year.

"Wala's harvest this year, to be precise, the harvest in the past two years has not been very good."

"Last summer and the summer before last, a large part of the tribes in the grassland did not receive enough rainfall. As a result, they kept fewer cattle and horses."

"This winter has been extremely cold. In this cold environment, the number of cattle, sheep, and horses that were already small has been extremely high."

"The number of people who died in various tribes due to hunger, injury, and cold was as high as a thousand at most, and hundreds of people died at a lower rate. And this number is not complete. The number of slaves who died may be even higher."

All the Oara and Tatar tribes combined have about 440,000 households.

After all, there are doubts as to whether there are three million people.

There were at least a dozen tribes, large and small, with tens of thousands of casualties in total, equivalent to one to two percent of the population of the two countries!

If they continue to die like this, I am afraid that half of Wala will be destroyed after this winter.

"Based on this, I'm afraid there are other changes in this war!" Zhu Zhanji showed a trace of hesitation.

"Eldest nephew, is there anything wrong?" King Zhao got along quite well with his nephews during this period.

No matter what, it was King Zhao who had something to ask for.

"The thieves on the grassland are in trouble. If there is a war, they will be even more desperate!"

The battlefield is a place where life and death are important, and life is a matter of life after death.

The disaster may cause Wala to fall into difficulties for a while, but as long as they keep this difficulty in their hearts and fight against all odds, their combat power will be doubled.

This war may have another twist!

"Sixth brother, what do you think?"

Zhu Zhanji suddenly asked Zhu Zhankan something.

"I'm wondering if I'll have the chance to seize the wolf and live in Xu this time!"

When they heard the words "Feng Lang Ju Xu", both King Zhao and Zhu Zhanji felt a surge of pride in their hearts.

Fenglangjuxu! That was the supreme glory of the Central Plains military commander’s Northern Expedition!

Who doesn't want to be able to seal the wolf and live in Xu?

"Third Uncle, how many troops can you control?" Even if we have to expel these troops that invade the border first, we have to calculate the balance of forces between the two sides before we can fight with peace of mind.

"From Liaodong Dusi to Shaanxi Dusi, there are about a million border guards, but most of them cannot be mobilized at all."

Even if they are called, most of them will be farmers without much fighting power.

How can it be possible for a half-soldier, half-peasant army to maintain a very strong combat effectiveness because of the sequelae of the garrison system?

"Based on this, I can control the number of mobilized soldiers, at most around 15,000."

"Including the personal soldiers and the accompanying Jin Yiwei, it is estimated that we can gather 20,000 people, and the logistics supplies can be supported."

Zhu Zhankan pondered for a moment: "There is no need to pay extra attention to logistics. All the 20,000 soldiers will be responsible for logistics."

His heroic spirit, White Horse Yi Cong, can appear in this world and conquer the north again!

Chapter 92 White Horse Yi Cong

In order to prepare for the upcoming Northern Expedition, Zhu Di has already set off to Shuntian Mansion.

The prince naturally stayed in Yingtian Mansion to supervise the country.

In Shuntian Mansion, there are a total of 150,000 troops and a logistics team of hundreds of thousands.

Other military posts are still deploying soldiers to prepare for the battle.

When Zhu Di received Zhu Gaosui's memorial, his eyes widened.

He threw the memorial to the King of Han and said, "These boys went crazy as soon as they arrived on the battlefield! They actually wanted to mobilize troops to clear out the cavalry on the side of Wala!"

snort! He is definitely not as good as Zhu Zhankan's grandson in cultivation.

But when it comes to fighting, he is definitely more professional than that grandson.

Maybe the cultivators have some magical means that can defeat one against a hundred.

However, according to Zhu Zhankan's story, before one's cultivation reaches the level of refining energy and becoming a god, one cannot be invulnerable or immune to all kinds of weapons.

The amount of spiritual energy is also relatively limited, which means that there is a possibility that the spiritual energy will be exhausted by the number of people, and then the practitioner will be defeated.

The King of Han laughed boldly: "My nephews are still children after all. It is inevitable that they will not understand the matters of fighting on the battlefield!"

Zhu Di picked up the letter again, thought about it, and sighed: "That's all, I, the sons of the Zhu family, will eventually have to see the cruelty of the battlefield. As long as the third child is here, nothing will happen to them."

"King of Han!" Zhu Di's face became very serious.

"My son is here." Zhu Gaoxu saluted. He knew that the old man was about to issue a military order.

"You immediately lead the eight thousand cavalry under your command and march to Xuanfu Town. During the march, you must not disturb the people!"

The King of Han cupped his hands and said: "In compliance with the decree, my father, my sons and ministers will leave first!"

The King of Han acted vigorously and resolutely. As soon as he finished speaking, he led his guards to the cavalry camp and mobilized eight thousand elite cavalry.

After the King of Han left, the camp where Zhu Di was stationed fell into silence.

Zhu Di ambitiously unfolded a huge map and placed it on the simulation stage.

"I don't know, where will you hide? Is it here..." Zhu Di focused on a location.

There it was clearly written that the temperature suddenly dropped from the blue to the blue.

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After receiving Zhu Di's order, King Zhao took Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Zhankan and other generals out of the capital of Shaanxi and commanded the army to garrison the border.

Stationed in this camp is Liu Jiang. Liu Jiang is the commander-in-chief of Liaodong and one of the pioneer officers appointed by Zhu Di for this Northern Expedition.

The station is located in the Hetao area. This area is the main place where Wala invaded the Ming Dynasty.

On the outskirts of the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty, there were only a few guardhouses built in this place.

The main function is to prevent the invasion of Wala, but Wala's strategy is to hit two sticks and run away, and they were not caught at all.

Liu Jiang, the general of Liaodong, felt a headache when he saw the second and third generations of the Zhu family.

It would be better if the person who came was the King of Han, who was good at fighting and knew military affairs.

But the person who came was actually the King of Zhao!

As far as he knew, the King of Zhao had always been helping the emperor deal with some things in Shuntian Prefecture.

He basically never led troops in person, and his main responsibility was to manage the Jinyiwei.

He was an intelligence officer at first glance!

Look at the two grandsons, the older one is in his teens, and the younger one is not sure if he is ten years old!

Liu Jiang sighed and said, "I hope the princes and grandsons will not mess around. This expedition to the north is not a trivial matter!"

He instructed his deputy general, "Report to me if the princes and grandsons have any requests! If you plan to send troops, be sure to stop them!"

"I obey your order!" The deputy general also felt that it was a joke for the princes and grandsons who had never fought a big battle to come to the front line.

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Dingling clang clang!!!

The military training ground where the troops were inspected, the untidy troops slowly gathered under the stage.

If the superiors had not informed them in advance, the drumbeats this time might not have been able to gather them.

Although they knew that the day of the expedition was approaching, they were still not fully prepared.

Especially the local military settlement soldiers, they had a lot of resistance to war.

It seems that the war will not start until March.

Inquiring about the size of the soldiers nearby, it is known that this war will take at least a few months.

A few months have passed, and the spring plowing at home is over.

Although nominally, the soldiers in the military settlement do not have to work by themselves, they can bring one or more surplus men or military surpluses.

According to the regulations of the guard system, the surplus men or military surpluses are the real farmers.

Soldiers are called regular soldiers, and they are only responsible for fighting and training.

The problem is, what kind of family! Each family knows what kind of family!

In the early days, officers and officers sent their children to the guard settlement to show their support for the guard system.

But now, wealthy and powerful families naturally don't want their children to be soldiers.

In the end, they can only use their wives to replace the positions of the remaining soldiers or soldiers.

So most soldiers still need to farm the land themselves.

Otherwise, they can't afford to live, they can't afford to live at all.

"My two nephews, look at how magnificent my Ming army is!" King Zhao was still bragging about the Ming army.

Prepare to take the two nephews to broaden their horizons.