Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 161 The Snakeskin Zhu Quan Reappears
On Jiayuguan, the Gobi is windy and cold.

At this time, under Geng Bingwen's careful arrangement, the nearly 20 city guards and frontier troops composed of the Sudi and Qingdi armies were orderly deploying their defenses, waiting for the onslaught from Timur's vanguard army.

Timur's 50 vanguard army was like a thunderbolt. With every step, the entire Gobi land seemed to be trembling.

Geng Bingwen frowned, and his eyes met with the eyes of the opponent's army, which was the opponent's vanguard coach.

From the perspective of marching style, Timur's vanguard coach has the same style as Geng Bingwen.

They are all good at operation and steady and steady.

But one is a steady attack, and the other is a steady defense.

at the same time.

On the wild sand in Mobei, there is an army of light cavalry marching in the wind and sand, and the army stretches for more than ten miles.

This army is exactly a new army built by Lan Yu after integrating the Northern Yuan army.

"Father!"

Lan Yu's adopted son hurried to Lan Yu's side and reined in the reins, because the wind and sand were too strong, and he could only talk by roaring.

"Jiayuguan came to report that Timur's vanguard army has begun to attack the city. King Su and King Qing urged us to march quickly."

After finishing speaking, the adopted son turned back again.

This light cavalry army has nearly 30 people, and the current wind and sand are raging. In order to maintain the order of the team, all battalion leaders must follow closely at all times.

"Has it started already?"

Sapphire frowned slightly.

Looking ahead, there is a bad premonition in my heart.

Although it is not surprising that the weather suddenly changes in Mobei, one moment the sky is clear and the next moment it is windy and sandy. Such a thing cannot be described as 'normal'.

It was as if there was a force deliberately stopping his army.

Because of the sudden appearance of this sandstorm, Sapphire's marching speed was abruptly slowed down by half.

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Fishing sea.

There are more than [-] soldiers and horses stationed in the camp. Looking around the field, they are all yurts. The soldiers have even started grazing, and cattle and sheep can be seen at a glance.

By a lake, Wang Baobao was fishing, with a relaxed and contented look on his face.

It's not that he likes fishing so much, but that at this age, he no longer has any ideals to pursue, and the rest of his life is just a mess.

All of his more than [-] troops were incorporated into Lan Yu's army, and only [-] old, weak, sick and disabled were left to follow him to clean up Mobei and deal with all the tribes on the grassland.

"Brother, will the tribes still obey your orders?"

His younger sister was sitting beside him, fishing with his older brother, with a slightly worried voice.

After all, Wang Baobao is surrounded by such a group of old, weak, sick and disabled. It is almost impossible to subdue the tribes by force.

"will not."

Wang Baobao shook his head, without the slightest doubt about this.

The nation on the grassland respects the strong.

In the past, Wang Baobao had hundreds of thousands of soldiers and the royal court in his hands. Naturally, the tribes on the grassland did not dare to disobey. They all acted like grandsons in front of Wang Baobao, and almost knelt down and called grandpa.

But the current Wang Baobao is different. There are only so few people on hand, and they are still old, weak, sick and disabled.

Moreover, it was Wang Baobao who personally gave Beiyuan to Daming. In the eyes of all the tribes in the grassland, Wang Baobao was an out-and-out traitor and an insult to the Jin family.

Let alone obeying Wang Baobao's orders, he didn't directly call the door, it was entirely out of Daming's face.

"However, they will not listen to me, but to Ming Ting."

Wang Baobao continued.

His current identity is Hai Guogong of the Ming Dynasty, representing the Ming Dynasty, and standing behind him is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

The tribal leaders in the grassland, although none of them have ever read a book, are rather reckless.

But the most basic common sense: fighting against the Ming court is tantamount to death.

This simple truth is still understandable.

In short, these prairie tribes may not save face for Wang Bao, but they must give Zhu Xiongying face.

After all, this thing is deadly.

"Your Highness."

At this time, Li Qiufu quickly walked to Wang Baobao's side.

He was still not used to calling Wang Baobao Hai Guogong, since the Prime Minister could no longer call him His Highness, he simply called him His Highness.

From the perspective of etiquette, this is also arrogance.

But Wang Baobao doesn't care, anyway, he is lying flat and rotten, so he can call him whatever he likes, not to mention that in this bitter cold place in Mobei, it is impossible to reach Yingtian even if he shouts twice.

"Say."

Wang Baobao shook his fishing rod, not paying much attention to Li Qiufu's words.

That's the way it is. Look away, stop playing, give up, destroy, everything is vain.

"The replies from all the tribes have arrived, and they all expressed their willingness to send envoys to see them, and expressed their willingness to surrender to Daming."

It was exactly as expected by Wang Baobao.

These grassland tribes all expressed their willingness to submit to Daming.

But it was obvious that he was unwilling to submit to Wang Baobao again.

Otherwise, these grassland tribes would not send envoys to see them, but would come in person.

"These white-eyed wolves don't have any good things!"

"When His Royal Highness was the Prime Minister in the past, he gave generous gifts to these tribes. Now that they are in trouble, they can't avoid them all."

Li Qiufu cursed.

Earlier, Wang Baobao was in power, and he was very kind to these grassland tribes.

"What's so strange about people's hearts being like this."

"what sound?"

Wang Baobao didn't care about the attitude of these grassland tribes, but frowned suddenly.

He has been a soldier all his life, and he is also a horseman. Wang Baobao is particularly sensitive to the sound of horseshoes.

After listening carefully for a few seconds, his face changed suddenly.

"Everyone, assemble immediately!"

Wang Baobao stood up abruptly and shouted repeatedly.

The words just settled.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes in the distance became louder and louder.

Looking as far as the eye can see, billows of smoke and dust are coming, and tens of thousands of people are rushing like mad dogs.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Li Qiufu also looked subconsciously, and his face suddenly changed.

He has also wandered around Mobei with Wang Baobao for so many years, and he thinks he still has some knowledge, but the scene in front of him really shocked him.

A group of savages dressed in animal skins and with some kind of painting on their faces were riding on horseback, holding bone-piercing knives in their hands, screaming and killing Wang Baobao, the old, the weak, and the sick.

At present, Wang Baobao's army is all left after being screened out by Lan Yu. It doesn't matter if its combat power is not strong, and its morale is extremely low. It is not a match for these savages at all.

Seriously speaking, they are not even considered opponents, because when these savages rushed forward, these old, weak and disabled soldiers were already in a daze.

An impact, directly collapsed.

"run!"

In the face of the savage army, Wang Baobao hardly hesitated, dragging his sister on the horse and galloping, not even having time to collect the fishing rod.

He knows the job of running around.

And at the center of the savage army is also the commander of this savage army.

A young man dressed in animal skin and covered in snake patterns, with a pair of upside-down pupils, scanned the entire battlefield.

The look in these pupils became more and more perverted.

This snakeskin man is the Ning Wang Zhu Quan who disappeared for a long time.

Let him go to the wild, but he didn't expect to beat himself into a wild man.

Among his current troops, only half were the Ning army who had gone out with him, and the other half were the savages taken back from the savage tribe.

About an hour later.

The attack launched by the savages finally came to an end. Among Wang Baobao's [-] old and weak soldiers, [-] were killed, [-] were captured, and [-] of them fled.

"Your Highness, this tribe's supplies are extremely rich, enough to meet our needs for several months."

The confidant quickly came to Zhu Quan's side and reported the situation of the battle, looking very happy.

This way back from the savage area, Zhu Quan lived in the way of a savage, fighting and killing wherever he went.

Zhu Quan ignored his cronies, rode his horse to a yurt, and walked in directly.

"Wang Baobao."

A hoarse voice sounded.

Zhu Quan entered Wang Baobao's yurt, recognized from the seal on the table that this was Wang Baobao's military tent, and suddenly became puzzled.

He has been playing wild outside for a while, and even went all the way to the hinterland of the wild, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid playing wild.

Wang Baobao is the real power controller of Beiyuan, but the old, weak, sick and disabled just now are not like the main force of Beiyuan. There is only one possibility, either Wang Baobao was abolished by Beiyun royal court, or Beiyuan led Wang Baobao was abolished together.

The first is obviously impossible, because if Wang Baobao was abolished by the Northern Yuan royal court, it would be impossible for the power minister who lost power to survive.

That is to say, there is only the second possibility, Wang Baobao and Bei Yuan are abolished together.

Zhu Quan opened some of Wang Baobao's official letters, but Wang Baobao ran so fast that he didn't have time to destroy them.

Among them are some official documents with the Ming Dynasty, letters with the Timurid Empire, and some recent news about the war situation, as well as the situation in the northern border.

After reading it, Zhu Quan's eyes lit up immediately.

He read the news that the Northern Yuan surrendered to Ming Dynasty, that Timur's army was attacking Sudi, and that almost all the soldiers from the northern border were recruiting to Sudi, and read it back and forth several times.

"God help me."

Even in his dreams, Zhu Quan would never forget what he was going to do, the resentment in his heart.

Kill back to Daming, snatch back everything that originally belonged to him.

Although he didn't understand why Zhu Quan felt that Daming should belong to him, Zhu Quan, who had become more and more insane, had a different brain circuit than ordinary people.

In his opinion, now is the best opportunity.

The Northern Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, and all the tribes in the grassland had no leader. This is the best time for him to strengthen his army.

After accumulating strength, taking advantage of the fact that all the troops in the northern border are in Sudi, he can make a surprise attack, cross the northern border directly, enter Yingtian, and take back everything that belongs to him in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Zhu Quan couldn't help but smile.

He has even imagined the scene of himself entering Yingtian and Zhu Xiongying kneeling at his feet, he has already imagined the grandeur of entering Fengtian Hall and sitting on the dragon chair to receive the worship of all officials.

"Is there any news about the princess?"

The princess he was talking about was naturally his favorite woman, Prajna.

Zhu Quan suddenly thought of his beloved one again. He had sent several groups of spies to sneak into the territory of Daming to search, but there was still no clue.

"Prajna is infatuated with this king, so he must think that this king is dead, and died for this king."

Speaking of this, Zhu Quan couldn't help tears welling up in his eyes.

I just don't know if he will become more perverted if he has been playing paper dolls for many years.

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Yingtian Mansion, Ziwei Palace, Zhaixing Building.

All the girls got up, and after being well watered, each of them had a ruddy and lustrous complexion, including the Prajna that Zhu Quan was thinking about.

"Sister Prajna."

Just when the girls were about to go back to their respective residences, Xu Miaojin called Banruo to stop.

According to the arrangement of the pictures of ladies last night, Xu Miaojin and Banruo turned their backs to each other's trusted teammates and established an unbreakable sisterhood in the battle against the evil dragon.

Banruo stopped in her footsteps, turned around and looked at Xu Miaojin who was full of smiles, recalling the beauty of their dragon slaying together last night, her smile was like a flower.

"The Queen Mother."

Prajna bowed and saluted.

The friendship of comrades-in-arms belongs to the friendship of comrades-in-arms, and it is still necessary to distinguish between superior and inferior.

"Sister Banruo doesn't need to salute, but I am ashamed of Sister Banruo."

In fact, Xu Miaojin is not a few years older than Banruo, and even younger than Cailing Xun'er, but the size in the palace cannot be based on age, but on status. Since she is the queen, everyone is a younger sister.

Xu Miaojin felt somewhat ashamed.When she asked Zhu Xiongying to confer the concubine titles for all the girls that day, it happened that Banruo was busy with the Dragon Shadow Guard and was not in the palace, so Banruo was missed.

"Empress, don't blame yourself."

"In the future, when His Majesty is free, His Majesty can be canonized again."

Banruo smiled, obviously guessing that Xu Miaojin was talking about concubine Feng, and she was not displeased in any way.

Xu Miaojin also laughed, she found that these concubines of Zhu Xiongying are really skilled and reasonable, it is really hard not to like them.

"Sister Banruo, don't worry, I will definitely remind His Majesty about this matter."

Xu Miaojin nodded, then took small steps to listen.

"My sister is very good at slaying dragons, can you teach me some?"

The two girls looked at each other and smiled, everything was said in silence.

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Jiangxi Chief Envoy, 721 Mine.

Inside the large karst cave in the mine, the stars are as bright as the universe, and the original underground rock formations are completely invisible.

Zhu Xiongying crossed his legs among the stars, and the radiation power of the entire mine was being crazily absorbed by Zhu Xiongying.

The speed of condensing the power of radiation is too fast and too huge, even Zhu Xiongying's body has substantial radiation rays condensed and radiant.

If this is seen by experts in the 21st century, they will definitely issue a bunch of suggestions.

"Far from enough."

Zhu Xiongying frowned slightly.

He could feel that if he practiced at this speed.

Not to mention breaking through to the Qitian Realm before the death catastrophe comes, even at the end of this year, after the Spring Festival is over, there is no way to break through.

"It seems that this is the only way."

Zhu Xiongying flicked his fingers, and there was a map of the whole territory of Ming Dynasty floating in front of him.

Looking across, on this map, there is a red mark everywhere.

These red spots are uranium mines in other places.

Since one mine doesn't work, then add a few more at a time.

It is necessary to complete this retreat as quickly as possible and break through the Qitian Realm.

That ominous premonition lingered in my heart more and more.

Zhu Xiongying has an inexplicable intuition that he must end the retreat as soon as possible, otherwise there will be trouble.

(End of this chapter)