The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Zhu Houzhao took out the star level difficulty map of all nations under heaven.

There are still five territories with stars painted on them. It would take more than half a year for Duzi and Yang Yiqing to attack the two-star Wala. When will they be able to capture the five-star Franji Kingdom?

Tudor Dynasty and Ottoman are also four-stars. Based on this time, can I finish the battle before abdicating?

Idiot is really useless. If he had conquered it himself, he would have defeated Wala long ago.

"You can't retreat."

Li Dongyang raised his head slightly, with some confusion and confusion on his brows.

It snowed in early November, and by January and February it was snowing up to the knees, making it impossible to march, and the army had no food. Would they freeze to death?

"The new emperor is familiar with Ma Zheng, how can he not know that he is going against the right time and location?"

Jiang Mian looked sulky.

According to common sense, when dispatching troops, you need to pay attention to five things and seven strategies, namely Tao, heaven, earth, generals and laws. If one of them is missing, there is still a chance of victory.

But if you lack two things, you will fail.

"If the Supreme Emperor is here, he has withdrawn his troops."

"I said I don't want to be the emperor, but you want me to be the emperor."

Lords: "..."

Seeing Zhu Houzhao holding a map in his hand, Yan Chengjin guessed that he would not issue an order.

What Li Dongyang said makes sense. Napoleon's Eastern Expedition was defeated by the weather. Now Wang Shouren and Yang Yiqing are fighting in that area.

If they can win, Wang Shouren and Yang Yiqing will be more powerful than Napoleon.

The royal court of Wala wanders uncertainly in the Seven Rivers Basin.

In the winter, they won't migrate. This may be the only advantage.

After a while, the princes dispersed unhappy.

…………

On Chang'an Street, in the most ordinary teahouse on the street, there are charcoal fires burning in copper basins everywhere. There is a man standing on a high platform holding a book, using his three-inch tongue to make witty remarks.

One of them was wearing a blue-white long-sleeved robe and a black felt hat on his head, and he listened intently.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi just wanted to see if the literary world was prosperous now?

"Sir, Mr. Jiang asked someone to go to the Supervisor of Ceremonies to deliver a message. He wants a decree."

Xiao Jing leaned close to the ear of the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi and reported what happened in today's morning court.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi was so angry that he protested. Could this traitor have forgotten Yingzong’s lesson? This is an army of 150,000!

But the cabinet and six ministries have already taken orders from the new emperor.

At this time, if I issue another imperial edict, wouldn't it disrupt the order in the court?

"...Ignore it and just listen to the book."

When this decree came into Yang Yiqing's hands, two months had passed.

Yang Yiqing has a plan like Li Dongyang, so he should know what to do.

………

Early in the morning, in a gray tent.

Yang Zhi helped Yang Yiqing dress and wash up. After a while, the lieutenants gathered in the camp.

"Mr. Zongxian has predicted that things will happen as expected. In November, the Wala people will be hiding deep in the grassland. When will we return to the city?"

In the early winter, the cold wind was biting outside the Great Wall. The soldiers were all looking forward to returning to the capital, waiting hard for the imperial edict from the imperial court, and their return was as fast as an arrow.

If the music of hometown were played at this time, there would be a lot of crying in the camp.

In this state of mind, the soldiers are no longer fit to continue fighting.

"Publish my command, we will break camp and return to the three sides today."

Although the three sides are borders, they are also considered hometowns for the Han people outside.

"But my lord...the imperial court has not sent the decree yet."

Yang Yiqing knew that Zhu Houzhao was warlike and would not withdraw his troops, but he would not accept military orders abroad.

Break camp and return to the three sides first, and senior brother Li Dongyang will absolve him.

"Lord General Xian, the envoys from the Tang and Song Dynasties want to see you." The soldiers came in to report.

"What are you doing with me?"

Yang Yiqing muttered and started thinking on the big chair. Tang and Song Dynasties were also attacking Oala, and their behavior was very confusing.

But what benefit does it bring to them to help Ming conquer Oala?

Not long after, Zhang Kan, the envoy of the Tang and Song Dynasties, walked into the camp. He couldn't help but feel moved when he thought that he was also a Han from the Ming Dynasty.

"Master Yang, this official is conveying the king's will. You must not withdraw your troops."

"The Tang and Song Dynasties dared to order me, the Ming Dynasty?"

Yang Yiqing patted the desk in front of him. The lieutenant general and the soldier pulled out half of their waist knives. The cold white blades glowed, ready to kill the envoy in front of them at any time.

"Don't dare. Oara will recruit troops from Tatars, which is tantamount to wasting all previous efforts. If Oara cannot be defeated before December, it will not be too late to retreat."

Yang Yiqing thought for a while, and Tang and Song concluded that Wala would recruit troops from Tatars.

Although it is early November, it is not too cold yet.

However, all the Wala people are hiding, and this move is very dangerous...

Zhang Kan raised his head slightly and said, "Tang and Song Dynasties have found the royal court of Oala."

Yang Yiqing raised his eyes, a flash of light flashed deep in his eyes. It seemed that there were generals who were strategizing in the camps of Tang and Song Dynasties, "Why do you want to help me?"

The Tang and Song Dynasties could form an alliance with the Ming Dynasty, and they could also form an alliance with Oara.

Maybe it was a trap or maybe it was a trap. The identity of this person has not been confirmed. Who knows if the Wang Ting was an ambush by the Wala people?

What a headache. As his teacher said, Yang Yiqing is not easy to fool... Zhang Kan thought about it carefully and said, "Of course I want to get one-third of the territory of Wala."

Yang Yiqing was slightly enlightened. Logically speaking, he would send troops only when there are benefits.

The Tang and Song Dynasties wanted Oala's territory, so they took the opportunity to contribute. Their motives were quite reasonable.

"You Tang and Song Dynasty will take the lead first, and I will follow closely behind."

This way it's foolproof.

Maybe the teacher knew Yang Yiqing and guessed it.

Half an hour later, Wang Shouren ordered his men to pull up their tents and march towards Bix.

Behind Bix is ​​the royal court of Wala, and the march will take about two days.

"Let the soldiers carry their own rations, disperse their baggage, and speed up the march."

Two days later, the Tang and Song armies arrived at the Ob River first, facing the Wala camp from a distance, and the Wala people also found something unusual.

Geltai, the leader of the Jinong tribe, picked up a monocular telescope.

The general in charge was riding a big horse, wearing chain mail, a bronze sword on his waist, and a cowhide armor on his face. This outfit was similar to that of the generals of the Ming court, and his appearance could be seen clearly.

Wang Shouren!

Isn't this the Ming general he met when he went on an expedition with Dayan Khan before?

He turned around and rode back to the camp, and said to the Wala Khan in a deep voice: "I have something to say, I wonder if the Khan is willing to listen?"

"Tell it to me." Weng Guochu held a bronze wine glass and stared at the big man in front of him.

"The man who comes here is Wang Shouren who killed Dayan Khan! This battle may be difficult to win, why not retreat to the depths of the grassland first?"

The Wala general in the big tent snorted.

Naturally, he looked down on the defeated general Batu Mengke. How could he be compared with Weng Khan?

"We have already discussed it before, why should we retreat?"

Weng Guochu did not want to lose this opportunity.

It is November now, and heavy snow will soon fall. The Han people are not used to living in the ice and snow, and there is no military supply, so they will definitely be defeated.

When Yingzong personally led the expedition, he also suffered some disadvantages of time and place. He could kill 800,000 troops, let alone the mere 300,000 people in front of him.

Moreover, the old, weak, women, children, cattle and sheep in the royal court are easy to freeze to death if they encounter a blizzard during the migration.

If it is not a matter of life and death, he will never withdraw his troops.

"Father is right. How can the warriors of the Wala retreat because of a Han general! I want to ask for permission to lead the troops to fight." Brataiji raised his chin and said.

Geltai hesitated, but he was a Tatar who defected to the Wala, and his status was lower than that of the generals in the account.

It is not good to say more.

"Then let Taiji chop off Wang Shouren's head and make the Tatar tribes submit to the Oirat!"