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Chapter 1026: Old Zhu with a tingling scalp (I need to summon a wave of balance, let’s prepare for it)

"Is this guy a Pixiu? Cangzhou is almost being drained dry, but he still keeps a hundred thousand troops to guard the house?"

Zhu Yuanzhang puffed up his cheeks and spoke mumbled while chewing a piece of hard biscuit.

"My lord, you don't know."

"This is the Cangzhou military farming map drawn by a Taiping Guard spy at the risk of his life. Why do you think Su Ye dared to raise so many soldiers in Cangzhou? He used the strategy of military farming and guarding the border developed by farmers and military strategists. The military households and farmers are integrated into one, serving as soldiers in wartime and farmers in peacetime!"

"Although Cangzhou looks dilapidated, it actually hides three iron veins!"

"The 30,000 Yulin soldiers that Wei Qing took away earlier were wearing black armor taken from Cangzhou Iron Mountain. After being forged and hammered by Mohist disciples, they were able to withstand the scimitars of the Night Evil Iron Cavalry of the Northern Border of Daqian!"

Zhu Sheng pulled out a stack of yellowed paper pages from under the map.

"Aren't we Yellow Turbans also using this method of farming? Why is it not working?"

Queen Ma suddenly interrupted, somewhat puzzled.

"Sister, you don't know that Su Ye built a 300-li canal in Cangzhou to draw water from the nearby Dayong River for irrigation."

"This is a huge project. Old Zhu doesn't have the confidence, manpower and material resources to undertake such a huge project."

Zhu Yuanzhang swallowed the last bite of biscuit and drew a long line on the map with his rough knuckles.

The tent suddenly became quiet, with only the crackling of the candlelight. The lamb leg in Chang Yuchun's hand had fallen somewhere long ago. Tang He stared at the map with his eyes as big as copper bells, and Feng Sheng, Deng Yu and others all took half a step forward.

“This is not the worst.”

"Hengzhou! Do you know how many soldiers and horses Hengzhou has now?"

Zhu Sheng took out another piece of paper from under the map, which was covered with densely written small characters.

"When the Duke of Zhenguo conquered Hengzhou a few days ago, didn't he say that he had just received 150,000 surrendered soldiers from Hengzhou?"

Chang Yuchun scratched his head and looked at the information in Zhu Sheng's hand.

"The 150,000 surrendered soldiers are the ones that are on the surface. Xue Rengui, Tie Shiwen, and Lian Po, three people under Su Ye, also command 50,000 Cangzhou direct troops each."

"Although these three groups of people are named after Hengzhou, they are actually all veteran soldiers from Cangzhou! Not to mention..."

Zhu Sheng spread out the paper and explained carefully to everyone in the tent.

"To the north! Previously, there was a 30,000-strong Yulin Army under the command of General Wei Qing to the north of Hengzhou!"

"And this general named Wei Qing, relying only on the 30,000 Yulin troops under his command, has prevented hundreds of thousands of the Night Evil Iron Cavalry in the Daqian Dynasty, who are known as the best in the world, from taking a single step beyond the line!"

He suddenly pointed his finger at a corner of the map and said with a serious look.

"Not only that, according to the secret report from Taiping Guard, Su Ye has set up secret horse farms in Hengzhou and Cangzhou, specializing in breeding various battlefield horses."

"His cavalrymen all ride two horses, and can travel eight hundred miles in a day and a night!"

Zhu Sheng withdrew his finger, but his words made everyone in the tent look solemn and silent.

The tent suddenly fell into deathly silence. The night wind blew fine sand onto the tent, making a rustling sound that sounded like the sound of thousands of troops charging.

"That is to say, after incorporating the hundreds of thousands of Qian troops gathered by the Grand Tutor Gu Changqing in Qianzhou, the actual number of troops under the command of the Duke of Zhenguo has exceeded one million..."

"What a great Duke Zhenguo! What a great Su Ye! Are they going to empty out the entire Daqian Dynasty?"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly laughed, and his laughter made the candle flame tremble.

The candlelight in the tent jumped suddenly, casting ferocious shadows on everyone's faces.

"Damn it! This isn't an army of one million, it's clearly a treasure chest that has become a spirit!"

"This war is useless! We only have 200,000 or 300,000 men at most, and the enemy can recruit 300,000 elite troops just by recruiting them from Qianzhou!"

Chang Yuchun suddenly slammed the lamb leg on the table, and the oil stain cast a dark shadow in the direction of Luzhou, and he said with some annoyance.

"Shut up!"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly shouted, shocking the guards outside the tent so much that they drew their swords.

Old Zhu seemed not to hear, staring at the position of Qianzhou on the sand table, where a scarlet flag was planted, with a dragon embroidered with golden thread on the flag. "My lord, this is the secret report sent by the Taiping Guard from Qiandu this morning."

"On the day Su Ye entered the city, many people came to welcome him without any rejection. The officials of Daqian even offered 70% of the grain and grass that Daqian had accumulated for a hundred years!"

"The banner with the Su character is hanging on the top of Qiandu City now, and those Qian army surrendered."

Zhu Sheng sighed when he saw this and took out another sealing wax pill from his sleeve.

The big tent fell into deathly silence. The veins on the back of Xu Da's hand bulged as he held his sword. Chang Yuchun squeezed the lamb leg bones until they creaked. Even Empress Ma's face turned pale.

A million-strong army is already terrifying, and if there is a constant supply of food and soldiers.
"Lord!"

"Yunsheng dares to ask the lord to quickly send an envoy to Luzhou in the north! Although Meng Zhang was defeated, his main force was not damaged, and there are still hundreds of thousands of soldiers who can fight. If we can form an alliance with him..."

Zhu Sheng suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down, shocking Zhu Yuanzhang so much that he almost overturned the case.

"What a bullshit alliance!"

"That Meng Zhang kid is so arrogant that he refused to let us pass through Luzhou last year. Now..."

Chang Yuchun stood up suddenly, causing the sand table to rattle.

"Fatty Chang, sit down!"

"Mr. Zhu is right. I was able to rise from a beggar to command an army of 200,000 or 300,000 soldiers because I was able to bend and stretch!"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly grabbed the wine bag on the table and smashed it over, and the amber wine liquid flowed like a river on the sand table.

"Meng Zhang is a fox, but Su Ye, the Duke of Zhenguo, is a dormant tiger. Foxes may be unpleasant, but tigers pounce on their prey."

He walked to the door of the tent, looked at the northern night sky and muttered to himself.

"Sir, in your opinion, if we join forces with Meng Zhang, can we possibly stop the million-strong army of the Duke of the North?"

Old Zhu suddenly turned around, with red light in his eyes.

"If we can get help from Luzhou and fight head-on, we might be able to survive for three months."

Zhu Sheng lay on the ground in silence, and after a while he tremblingly stretched out three fingers.

"Why? I hate it when you literati hesitate!"

Chang Yuchun slapped the sand table, causing the mountains made of glutinous rice to break into pieces.

"But Su Ye has many talented people under his command!"

"Li Shanchang is good at domestic affairs, Xun Yu is knowledgeable about civil affairs, not to mention Wei Qing, Li Jing, Xue Rengui and others, who are all rare talents in the world!"

Zhu Sheng suddenly straightened his back, his beard shaking with anger.

"Mr. Zhu, just tell me, if such a ruthless person marches south, what should we do?"

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stopped smiling, and a cold light gleamed in his eyes.

"Yun Sheng has three plans! The best plan is to ally with Meng Zhang, the middle plan is to relocate the people, and the worst plan is to do so."

Zhu Sheng took a deep breath and banged his head on the ground.

"What's the next best option?"

"The worst option. The worst option is to follow the example of Master Zhang Jiao and spend all my wealth and retreat into the mountains."

Chang Yuchun suddenly jumped up, but was held down by Xu Da.

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

"I'd rather die in battle than be a coward!"

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed not to hear, and walked to the sand table, his fingertips tracing the junction of Luzhou and Daxuan: "Sir, if we send an envoy to the north, who should it be?"

(End of this chapter)