The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 667 Civil turmoil
The night is dark and windy.

Annan's Jungle Five are on patrol.

Lan Quanzhi walked behind and Li Zhong walked in front.

"Take a rest first."

Li Zhong said, he is the captain, and everyone obeys his orders.

So he sat down and rested.

This evening, everyone was more relaxed, and the others began to complain.

There was no such thing as night patrols before, so doing these things now will naturally feel more tiring.

When he sat down, Lan Quanzhi took out a jug of wine and said with a smile, "I brought wine here, brothers, take a sip to relieve fatigue."

The others looked at Li Zhong.

According to the rules of the patrol team, drinking alcohol is naturally not allowed while patrolling.

Li Zhong reached out to take the jug, opened it and smelled it, then frowned and said, "Bad wine, drink it by yourself."

Although he didn't drink, his words also acquiesced in drinking.

Then one person took it immediately, Gu Gu gulped it down in two big gulps.

A satisfied smile appeared on Lan Quanzhi's face.

As Lan Quanzhi guessed, the Dai Yi clan's plot to assassinate the Ming Emperor cannot be concealed at all.

He thought they were all members of the clan, so they could keep it very secret, but he forgot one thing, that is, when there are more than three people who know the secret, they all know it.

What's more, there are at least hundreds of people who know about this operation.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty had already laid a net of intelligence when he toured Annan in the south.

Especially the route of the southern tour, almost all the tribes involved in the route have been closely monitored.

Is it true that the Jinyi Guards of the Ming Dynasty eat dry food, not to mention that the chieftains of so many tribes are gathered together.

"You really want to make us blind."

Jin Yiwei, who was in charge of security, felt that his brain was not enough.

In order to ensure that this matter is not a cover-up, or there are other plans, it can be said that it has spent a lot of money to find out.

In the end, the patriarch of the Daiyi clan really wanted to use thirty cannons to bombard the southern tour team.

Zhu Ying also felt a little speechless after hearing the news.

Since he dared to come to the southern tour, of course he made all the preparations to ensure that everything was safe.

"Grandpa, what do you say about these people?"

When it comes to this, it is natural to kill chickens and monkeys.

It's just that there are too many chickens.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly: "We still think that no one has the guts. Since you want to do this, you will naturally have to bear the consequences."

"It's time to teach Annan's people some lessons."

"Kill them all."

Zhu Yuanzhang's slightly smiling tone revealed indifference.

During his southern tour this time, Zhu Yuanzhang brought a large family, including a large number of princes, grandchildren, and concubines in the harem.

It's all busy with tourism, and it can be regarded as a shelter from the cold.

The most important thing is that both grandpa and grandson are here, this is Daming's present and future.

Anyone who dares to move their minds will not be allowed to let go.

Zhu Ying nodded slightly.

This kind of thing does not even have the opportunity to work hard, and it is completely incomparable with domestic corruption cases.

But there is only one word involved in it: death!

This time, we want everyone in the world to know that anyone who has the intention to murder the Ming Emperor will have to pay the most painful price.

A decree was conveyed directly to Ye Sheng, Marquis of Jingning, and Chen Huan, Marquis of Puding.

"It's so daring to murder our majesty, grandson!!!"

The next day, the two marched together overnight, and Puding Hou Chen Huan immediately roared furiously.

Jingning Hou Ye Sheng looked indifferent: "There is no exact order in the decree, but we should know how to do it."

In Zhu Yuanzhang's decree, he only described what happened, and said in general that he should be punished, but he didn't say that he would kill the nine clans.

The deep meaning is to let them comprehend by themselves.

In this case, of course the two of them knew the specific way to deal with it.

On the general's platform, Jingning Hou Ye Sheng looked at the large army standing below, and then shouted: "I have received a secret report that someone gathered an army and wanted to murder my Majesty Ming."

"Everyone tell me how to deal with it!"

With the roar of the messenger, Jingning Hou Yesheng's words spread throughout the three armies.

Then someone yelled loudly: "Kill!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the three armies shook, and countless soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A small country with few people dares to assassinate His Majesty. If you don't know how to write the word "death", then let us teach you.

Jingning Hou and Ye Sheng gathered together an army of [-], and immediately marched to the place where the Daiyi clan was located.

Their time is very short, and they must be completely wiped out within seven days, so as not to affect His Majesty's southern tour itinerary.

"Enough, it only takes four days to arrive, two days is enough to dispose of all of them, leaving one day to clean the battlefield, we can just welcome His Majesty."

Hou Yesheng of Jingning made some calculations in his mind, and felt that there was more time.

These chieftain tribes don't even have a regular army, so they are no match for the Ming army who has experienced many battles.

In terms of numbers, the total population of the opponent, old, weak, sick, and disabled, does not have as many soldiers as his own, and maybe he doesn't even have two sets of armor, so what can he use to fight the Ming army.

There may be twenty or thirty cannons, but the Ming army has hundreds of the latest cannons alone, and the cannons lost to these chieftain tribes may not have a few good ones, most of them are obsolete.

This is not a contest at the same level at all, it is a complete crush.

In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is like a paper tiger, which can be crushed at the first touch.

"Who, who leaked the news."

On the fourth day, when the [-] Ming army was approaching, Mr. Li of the Daiyi clan learned the news.

Immediately, his mind collapsed and he let out a desperate roar.

This is equivalent to the fact that the plan has been completely shattered up to now, and there is no possibility of implementation at all.

The key now is how to keep the Dai family, he himself is doomed to a dead end, he has no choice.

"No, I'm an old bone. It's no big deal to die, but Yuan'er and the others can't die, they have to find a way to survive."

Mr. Li reacted immediately, and immediately began to think in his mind, how to let his sons escape for their lives.

Li Yuan is his eldest son, and there are eleven sons behind him, the youngest son is only nine years old this year.

He wants to preserve his bloodline inheritance as much as possible.

It's just that what Mr. Li didn't expect was that in the current situation, their sons were discussing how to hand over Lao Tzu.

"I have persuaded my father a long time ago not to do such a thing. Now that the trouble is coming, when the Ming army comes in, none of us will be able to escape."

In a thatched hut, ten of Li's sons were sitting together discussing how to put all the blame on their father and let him bear everything.

This time the council was organized by Mr. Li's eldest son, Li Yuan. It is said that there is such a father as there is a son.

Above personal life, who cares about the relationship between father and son.

"I don't want to die, I want to live, I want to live, brothers, we must find a way to put all the blame on father."

"Let's surrender to the Ming army. I heard that Daming is a state of etiquette, and will definitely forgive us the death penalty."

It was Lao Qi who spoke, and when he thought that he would be executed in a few days, his face became a little ferocious and distorted, and the depths of his eyes were full of fear.

Fear was spreading, and other people's faces were similar. Only the eldest son, Li Yuan, was a little calmer, but his hands, which had nowhere to rest, also showed his inner unrest.

"The matter this time is not that simple. I have read the laws of Ming Dynasty. According to our current crimes, we are going to punish the Nine Clans. Regardless of the scope of the Nine Clans, there is no way for the few of us to survive."

Li Yuan said with difficulty that he has studied and entered the Sinology School established by the government, so he naturally knows more than the brothers present here.

"Will it hurt to be beheaded? I don't want to die."

The third child is the most bullying and afraid of the hard, and he is very lazy on weekdays. This kind of thing that knows that he will die in a few days has completely broken his will.

It is impossible to resist, because it has no meaning at all, and no one thinks that these people gathered can resist the Ming army.

In the final analysis, most of these chieftain tribes are just some common people, and the vast majority of them have never even held a sword, so how can they fight against a well-trained army.

Not to mention the Ming army, even the local soldiers of the Annan government can slaughter them at will.

"Why are you crying? Can crying solve the problem, and won't you be killed if you cry? Third, keep your mouth shut. At this point, we have only two ways to go."

After Li Yuan reprimanded the third child for crying miserably, he said to everyone.

Everyone immediately cast hopeful eyes on the eldest brother, hoping to tell the way to survive.

"For now, we first need to tie up my father and send it to the Ming army to see if he will forgive us for our crimes."

"But we can't just wait. We have to organize a group of people in advance, bring money and food, and run to the depths of the jungle before you, and then inquire about the news."

"Only in this way can we have a chance of survival."

Li Yuan forced himself to calm down and spoke slowly.

This is currently the only option.

After everyone listened, they could only agree with the elder brother's idea, there was no other way.

It's just that this side has just settled down when I heard a lot of noise from outside.

Li Yuan hurriedly opened the door and went out, asking the guards what happened.

"It's not good, the chieftain of the Dai nationality has gone crazy, and they are leading their clansmen to attack the patriarch's house."

Hearing this, Li Yuan became anxious immediately, and hurriedly said to his brothers: "We can't let the chieftain of the Dai nationality take our father away. He must have the same thoughts as us."

"If father falls into their hands, we will lose our chance of survival. Quickly, take someone with you and come with me to snatch father back."

As soon as everyone heard that they had cut off their own way of life, they immediately roared and rushed back with a group of Daiyi people to support them.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Most people don't have swords, some hold wooden sticks, some hold hoes, and some hold iron pots.

It is more about picking up a convenient stone on the road, or finding a strong piece of wood, and just follow along.

In this scene, it is too much to say that fighting is too much, it is roughly the feeling of fighting in groups.

And as far as the people under the current Annan Chieftain's management are concerned, most of them are yellow and emaciated.

Although the Nanyang region is rich in products, the development of cultivated land is extremely weak. In terms of planting technology, the Ming Dynasty is far from what the Nanyang region can match.

And here is affected by the caste system, even if it belongs to the Han cultural circle, the exploitation of the lower-level people by the superiors is more serious.

Especially the chieftain, who is no different from the emperor.

Soon, the area where many chieftains gathered turned into a big melee.

Affected by the external pressure of the Ming army, most of the chieftain chiefs thought in their hearts to arrest the patriarch of the Daiyi clan, and then send them to the Ming army by themselves, so as to survive.

This may be the only chance now.

You know, even the sons of Mr. Li, the patriarch of the Daiyi clan, are all thinking about it now.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Not long after the scuffle started, the sound of artillery fire suddenly rang out.

This is the cannon that was originally intended to deal with the Ming Emperor's southern tour, but now his eyes are red, how can he manage so much.

Originally, not all of these cannons belonged to the Dai family, but you and the other chieftains made up the other chieftains.

Even when the plan was implemented, extremely valuable items such as artillery were in their own hands, and it was impossible to say that they were handed over to the Dai clan to operate.

Now that the fight is over, the artillery will naturally be brought out.

If there is one, there will be two, you have fired, am I still waiting?

Aiming at the artillery outside, the muzzle was turned around immediately, and it began to blast towards the camp.

A huge roar spread in the jungle valley. These artillery pieces were originally controlled by more than a dozen forces separately, but now they are naturally bombarding.

The camp here suddenly suffered the baptism of artillery fire. At this time, there is no talk of friendly troops, and it is completely bombarded first.

More than 20 cannons, maybe the lethality is nothing, but the huge roar almost deafened the ears of the crowd in the camp.

The sound of wailing suddenly sounded, and there were fleeing crowds everywhere.

"What's going on here, why is there a sudden sound of artillery, is there a civil strife?"

The Ming army hastily marched all the way here, in order to wipe out these rebels who dared to murder His Majesty.

When we arrived here, the plan was to take a rest first, and then proceed to attack the mountain.

But in the current situation, it seems that there is trouble inside the other party.

Now there are two ways in front of the Ming army, whether to take the opportunity to attack directly, or to rest first according to the original plan.

Hou Yesheng of Jingning frowned.

It is a big taboo in the art of war to force an exhausted army to attack.

But if the opponent really had a big mess and even used the artillery, if he waited any longer, he would miss the opportunity.

(End of this chapter)