Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 192 How can a big rooster be without feet?
Looking at Hu Ruzhen leaving after receiving the appointment letter, Xu Da sighed in his heart.

Behind every emperor whose name is passed down through the ages, there is the support of countless capable ministers and generals.

Liu Bang of the Han Dynasty, Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, and Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

They gathered countless capable and righteous men under their command, and through their joint efforts, they created a glorious empire.

Zhu Zhanjun had no subordinates at first, and only had a dozen guards at the beginning.

But with the expansion of space, the number of talented people under him began to increase.

In real life, Xia Yuanji and Ji Gang were both famous figures in the Yongle period, and they both achieved outstanding results in their respective professions.

Later, the space sent Zhang Baigui, a minister who governed the country well, and Hai Rui and Hai Gangfeng, who gave Zhuge Liang a fight as soon as they entered the space.

As for military generals, there were him, the Confucian general Hu Ruzhen, the naval general Zheng Zilong, and Wu Sangui.

And Jiang An, who went to the Ministry of War every day, clamoring to expand the Shenji Camp.

In terms of research, there is the scientific research giant Xu Shou. Under his management, Tiangongfang develops new things every day.

There are also people like Xu Guangqi who cooperated with precise experiments in space. No matter which era they were in, they would have amazed the whole century.

Now they are all gathered under Zhu Zhanjun, and more talents will come in the future.

It's hard to say, there are people like Huo Qubing and Wei Qing in the Han Dynasty, Bai Qi and Wang Jian in the Qin Dynasty, as well as Zhang Liang and Zhuge Liang who are unparalleled in strategy, and Li Jing and Qin Shubao who are fierce on the battlefield.

Even if these people did not exist, gathering all the elite talents of the Ming Dynasty under Zhu Zhanjun would be a very terrifying existence.

Xu Da couldn't even imagine how prosperous the Ming Dynasty would be in the future under the management of these talents.

Zhu Zhanjun, the emperor who ruled over everything, will leave a strong and colorful mark in the history books.

Perhaps in the future, the name Zhu Zhanjun will surpass all emperors of ancient and modern times and become the greatest existence in the world.

As he thought about it, Xu Da couldn't help but envy his future descendants.

How happy and blessed they will be under the protection of so many towering trees.

"Great Grandfather, Great Grandfather..."

Xu Da, who was immersed in fantasy, was brought back to his senses by Zhu Zhanjun.

"what happened?"

Xu Da asked doubtfully.

Zhu Zhanjun was speechless.

He just talked for such a long time, but it seemed like the great-grandfather didn't listen to a word he said.

Seeing the other party's somewhat puzzled eyes, Zhu Zhanjun sighed, pulled the map next to him and continued.

"I plan to proceed in two steps. In the first step, I will lead Wang Jun's navy and a battalion of troops from the sea route, bypass Malacca and launch an attack northward along the coast."

"Take the rest and attack Burma by land, then move westward."

Putting down the map, Zhu Zhanjun said, "According to later records, my grandfather will march north again in the 12th year of Yongle. We must end the war in the south before then, mobilize the main force to follow my grandfather north, and try to solve the northern grassland problem in one battle."

"If the Civil War expansion ends, we will have nearly ten years of rest."

"Ten years from now, our Ming Dynasty will be strong and powerful. We can use the currently occupied territory as a springboard to advance westward by sea or land."

"We don't need to consider the specific follow-up combat plan now. The most urgent task is to complete a series of preparations and layouts."

Zhu Zhanjun continued: "I will occupy the main cities. I believe that next year, I will have new personnel to take over everything."

"When the time comes, we only need to capture the main cities, and leave the rest of the rebellion suppression and encirclement to him."

Xu Da nodded
Old Zhu and others have been planning the next battle plan for Zhu Zhanjun for a long time.

If you want to occupy an area and completely control it, it is not possible to do it in a short period of time.

It was impossible for Zhu Zhanjun to stay in the south for a long time, so after some planning, they decided to take over the main cities first.

Next, wait for talented people to arrive in the space and take over everything, and then hand over the remaining tasks of encirclement and suppression of the rebellion to those people.

Zhu Zhanjun only needs to be responsible for logistics and troop supplies.

Zhu Zhanjun's goal of this battle was to officially end it by taking down the Sultan of Bengal.

It was not that he did not want to continue advancing westwards and occupy the country of Asan, but that the number of troops under his command was insufficient.

The territory of India is so huge that even if an army of 20,000 to 30,000 people were deployed there, they wouldn't even have a cap.

To occupy such a country, at least 100,000 troops are needed.

Zhu Zhanjun's subordinates are currently unable to meet this standard, after discussing with Lao Zhu and others.

He decided to first take over the Sultanate of Bengal as a springboard for the future, and once his forces were strong enough to control Siam and other newly occupied areas in the south, he would then launch a march towards India.

After the discussion, Zhu Zhanjun set out with the Sixth Battalion the next day.

The fleet followed the route that Zheng He had taken, sailed south along the coastline, arrived at Malacca, and after a simple replenishment, continued on their journey.

Looking at the surrounding coastline, Zhu Zhanjun fell into deep thought.

In later generations, the Malacca area was an important maritime trade point. In the future, the Ming Dynasty would usher in the Age of Navigation, and it was natural that such an important area could not be handed over to others.

Setting up a tax card here would bring in astronomical revenue every year.

Although the Ming Dynasty established a Dusi here, the real controller is not the Ming people. If no changes are made, the money will fall into the hands of others.

Once people have money and power, they will begin to develop ambitions.

Rather than giving yourself a disgusting flea in the future, it is better to nip this possibility in the bud from the beginning.

Thinking about this, Zhu Zhanjun made a secret decision in his heart.

After returning from conquering the Sultan of Bengal, they would completely control this area. Along the way, the fleet received a warm welcome, and the local natives were very enthusiastic.

Before the fleet docked, they were already on the shore holding all kinds of fruits, flowers, and rare medicinal herbs, waving their hands and shouting loudly, demanding to exchange them with the Ming Dynasty.

The reason why they were so enthusiastic was that Zheng He had set a very good example.

As a fleet representing the Ming Dynasty, Zheng He spent money almost everywhere he went.

The indigenous countries along the way gained a lot of benefits, and the indigenous people of these countries also exchanged a lot of good things from the crew of the Ming fleet.

Ever since Zheng He's second return, these people have been very yearning for the Ming fleet and look forward to its arrival every day.

They either wanted to exchange things with the fleet, or they rushed to work for the fleet and get generous rewards.

Unfortunately, no one in the fleet led by Zhu Zhanjun paid any attention to him and they just sailed straight along the coastline.

After arriving in Nanwuli, we headed north along the island chain to the port of Saddi in the Sultanate of Bengal.

Zhu Zhanjun set out along the coast, and Xu Da was not idle either.

He led his main force and launched an attack on Burma from the direction of Siam.

However, a month after launching the offensive, the team had to stop.

In areas such as Siam, Myanmar, there are almost no complete roads.

It's fine when the weather is fine, but as the rainy season approaches, everything becomes muddy.

Not to mention the combat aspects, just marching the troops is a difficult task.

As soon as the soldier stepped down, the mud and water reached his knees, and the cart carrying artillery and supplies sank directly into the mud and water.

The local area is densely forested and there are countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.

The continuous wet rainy season brought with it the growth of bacteria, and diseases such as malaria began to appear in the army.

From the launch of the offensive to the present, we have engaged in several battles with the enemy. As a result, there have not been many casualties on the battlefield, but the number of lives taken away by poisonous insects and various diseases has been increasing day by day.

"General Xu, we can't go on like this. A dozen of my battalion members have fallen this morning."

"My brothers and I are half northerners, and we are really not used to this jungle climate."

"Also, the long rainy season caused the gunpowder to become damp, so many guns couldn't fire."

The crackling raindrops hit the tent, making a loud noise that hurt my eardrums.

Shen Shan and several officers found Xu Da, who was frowning in thought, and explained the current difficulties of the army.

Most of the people in Shenwei Camp are from Fengyang, Yingzhou and other areas. Northern Anhui in later generations has always been an awkward place because it is neither south nor north.

But one thing that cannot be changed is that they have lived in plains since childhood. Even after long-term training, they are still not adapted to this mountainous and densely forested area.

Many soldiers did not have much knowledge about many plants and animals, and some of them just touched some small insects and died of poisoning.

From the time they set out to now, more than 300 soldiers of the Shenwei Battalion have been killed, of which more than 200 were killed by various poisonous insects or by accidentally ingesting various poisons.

In other words, Zhu Zhanjun was considerate of his subordinates and gave all these soldiers the title of martyrs. If it were someone else, these soldiers who died inexplicably would not even have any credit.

It was also the rainy season when they arrived last year, but they were staying in the military camp at the time and were actually happy that they didn’t have to train because of the rain.

Later wars were all launched in winter, so the impact of rain was not significant.

As a result, the local weather was not estimated well this year, and the whole battle was a mess.

Xu Da frowned.

To be honest, he was a little worried about this environment.

According to the previous customs of the Central Plains, wars were launched in the summer, as the winter was too cold and unsuitable for marching.

But when I arrived in the south, I found that these two aspects had been switched.

"I understand. Let the troops temporarily stop marching and rest."

After ordering the army to stop advancing, Xu Da sent an application to the space, and soon his figure appeared in the space.

I contacted Zhu Zhanjun through the altar and after waiting for a while, Zhu Zhanjun arrived in the space.

"Are you in any trouble?"

Zhu Zhanjun asked immediately.

Xu Da nodded and told him the problem he encountered.

“It’s really difficult.”

Old Zhu on the side also nodded, but then he chuckled and pointed at Xu Da.

"You always use the old fighting method."

Xu Da and Zhu Zhan both looked at Old Zhu in confusion.

Old Zhu laughed and pointed at the two of them: "As a real-life army, the Shenwei Battalion is indeed greatly affected by the environment, but don't forget that we have one, or to be more precise, two armies that are not affected by this."

After saying that, Lao Zhu smiled, patted the two of them on the shoulders, hummed a little tune and went to inspect the fields.

Zhu Zhanjun and Xu Da looked at each other and slapped their foreheads in annoyance.

They were only thinking about the real army and forgot about the Guanning Cavalry following Wu Sangui and the 5000 heroic Ming soldiers.

The real army is affected by the environment and soil, but they are not affected.

ps: I have a proposal, and my superiors are in a hurry, so I was delayed for a while. Oh, it’s so difficult. I haven’t even had lunch yet.

(End of this chapter)