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Chapter 1025 Analysis of the Ming Dynasty Yellow Turban Army’s Strength Against Su Ye

At the same time, at the border between the southern Daqian Dynasty and the Daxuan Dynasty, in the endless Yellow Turban camp, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was leading his Daxuan Yellow Turban Army to confront the Daxuan Army led by Li Yuan, Duke of Tang, and Li Shimin and his son, also learned the news from Qianzhou of the Daqian Dynasty in the north.

As the sky darkened, smoke rose from the Yellow Turban Army camp.

"You're such a grown man, but you still eat like a dog!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was squatting in front of a sand table, chewing on a hard biscuit. The biscuit crumbs fell onto the topographic map of Jizhou, startling Empress Ma, who was marking the mountain path, so much that she raised her hand and hit him on the back of the head.

"Be gentle, sister!"

"Aren't we thinking about the situation in the north? You said Meng Zhang was a stubborn donkey and the Duke of Zhenguo was a poisonous snake. Why did the snake chew them up when they started biting each other?"

Zhu Yuanzhang dodged with a grin, but the half piece of cake in his hand was steady.

"A great battle between millions of elite troops!"

"Over the years since I started my army, I have only managed to gather 200,000 to 300,000 brothers with the help of the Taiping Sect and the remaining resources of Master Zhang Jiao!"

"The two big families in the north were able to easily organize a grand war of this scale. This really makes Old Zhu very envious!"

He spat out the wheat bran in his mouth and knocked the sand table's Qianzhou position heavily with his rough knuckles.

"Report - Taiping Guard spies in the north sent an urgent message eight hundred miles away overnight!"

At this moment, there was the sound of urgent horse hooves outside the tent, and the messenger staggered two steps when he dismounted from his horse.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly, his coarse cloth shorts fluttering in the wind. Empress Ma quickly took the wax ball, and when she broke it open, the smell of beeswax mixed with blood rushed into her nose, which made her frown.

She recognized the dark patterns on the wax seal; they were the unique marks of the Taiping Guards buried in Qiandu City.

"Is it about the war in Qianzhou? Let us take a look."

Zhu Yuanzhang took the secret report handed over by Empress Ma, squinted his eyes to read it carefully in the light of the torch in the tent, and the more he read, the darker his face became, like the bottom of a pot.

When he saw that "Duke Zhenguo Su Ye has led a large army to station in Qiandu", he suddenly slapped the edge of the sand table, causing the model of Daxuan Baizhou to drop sand.

"Lord!"

Chang Yuchun's loud voice came from outside the tent, even before he arrived.

"I heard that Meng Zhang was beaten by the Duke of Zhenguo in the north of Daqian..."

Before he could finish his words, the fierce general had already pushed back the curtain and rushed in, holding half a roasted leg of lamb in his hand, and oil droplets were dripping onto the blue flag in the direction of Luzhou.

"Eat yours! You're just trying to show off your abilities, but you can't even roast a lamb properly!"

Zhu Yuanzhang came back to his senses after reading the secret report in his hand, raised his head and glared at him unhappily.

"Tian De, please read it to Fatty Chang, so that he won't just smile with his big mouth all day long!"

As he said this, he stuffed the secret report into the arms of Xu Da who was waiting nearby.

Xu Da had just read half a sentence of the secret report when the lamb leg in Chang Yuchun's mouth fell onto the sand table with a "pop".

"A million elite troops? Is he the reincarnation of a Pixiu? He eats people without leaving any bones behind!"

This fierce general who chopped people like cutting melons on the battlefield, after hearing that Su Ye had integrated the Qian troops gathered by Gu Changqing from all over Qianzhou, plus the Hengzhou troops under his command, and the actual strength of the troops was close to one million, now yelled like a rooster with its neck strangled, with a red face and thick neck.

The curtain moved again, and this time it was Zhu Sheng who came in.

"General Chang! This sand table is a military secret. How can we..."

The scholar was holding a blue cloth bundle. He was choked by the smell of sheep when he entered the room and started coughing. When he saw the oil stain on the sand table, he was so angry that he blew his beard.

"I will wipe it right away, right away!"

Chang Yuchun tried in a hurry to get the lamb leg, but ended up making the sand table even more chaotic.

"No! This is made of glutinous rice mixed with rosin. It will be ruined if it gets stained with oil!"

As he said this, he pulled the hem of his robe and was about to wipe it, but the frightened Empress Ma quickly stopped him.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this chaotic scene and suddenly laughed quietly.

His smile brought silence to the tent.

"Do you think we are still the same peasant? So what if we have millions of elite troops? We are still far away from them!"

"Back then, I was all alone and had nothing. Fortunately, Master Zhang Jiao valued me. Now I have accumulated a lot of wealth. If I really meet that Duke Zhenguo, maybe I can accumulate even more wealth!"

"Besides, don't we still have Meng Zhang from Luzhou in the north? He just lost, not dead!"

"Although we have parted ways with the Yellow Turban Army of Luzhou, we have to admit that Meng Zhang is quite capable. It won't be easy for the Duke of Zhenguo to defeat Meng Zhang!"

Old Zhu sat cross-legged on the desk, his rough fingers running over the words "Duke Zhenguo Su Ye" on the secret report, with a faint light in his eyes.

The candle flame in the bronze lamp popped a spark, and the flickering light and shadow in the tent cast on Zhu Sheng's frowned brows.

The scholar shook out a half-rolled map from the green cloth package, and the musty smell mixed with the scent of ink filled the tent.

"My lord, let's first talk about Qizhou, which Su Ye conquered first."

"Li Jing has been in office for only two years, but he has already built the three counties into an ironclad empire. Fifteen hundred thousand elite soldiers may not seem like a lot, but look at this—"

Zhu Sheng shook out the yellowed map from the green cloth package and ran his fingertips across three winding rivers.

"These 150,000 are all retired soldiers! Their grain route goes directly to Yunzhou under the command of Yun Wang Su Kai. The land and water transportation uses the Cao Gang's secret Feijian Express Boat, which travels 300 miles a day without stopping!"

He suddenly looked up, his eyes shining brightly in the candlelight.

There were gasps coming from the tent. Zhu Yuanzhang had forgotten to eat the biscuit in his hand, and the crumbs fell all over his front.

"Also, Qizhou has a general named Li Jing in charge. Although 150,000 troops may not seem like a lot, the pharmacist Li Weigong is best at defeating the enemy with a small force. Do you remember the battle in which a few thousand cavalrymen defeated the army of the Tiger King of Junzhou with tens of thousands of troops?"

Zhu Sheng's dry branch-like fingers poked at the location of Qianzhou on the map, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Chang Yuchun was picking mutton from between his teeth with a knife and sneered when he heard this.

"Old sir, don't encourage others! No matter how capable Li Jing, the general who stays in Qizhou and does not move at all, can he compare to our General Xu?"

Before he could finish his words, Xu Da slapped him on the back of his head.

"I have studied the many battles commanded by Pharmacist Li. His use of troops is like an antelope hanging its horns. Old Xu has no confidence that he can defeat this man."

Xu Da was not annoyed. He just stared at the location of Qizhou on the map with a serious look in his eyes.

"Speaking of Cangzhou, this is where Su Ye started his career. Although he has been fighting for years, he still has 50,000 elite soldiers and 50,000 new soldiers. Moreover, the 50,000 elite soldiers are the old soldiers who have followed him through blood and fire. Although the 50,000 new soldiers have never seen blood, they are the farming soldiers trained by Xun Yu and Gao Jiong. They can take up arms in war and reclaim wasteland in peacetime. Such troops are more difficult to deal with than an ordinary army of 100,000!"

"What's even more terrifying is... outside Taiping Pass, the northern gateway of Cangzhou, there are 30,000 troops and 10,000 elite white-armored soldiers staring at the grassland aliens!"

He tapped the map with his fingertips.

(End of this chapter)