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

Chapter 220: The Ming Army Appears at Baliqiao

"Boom, boom, boom..."

With the rumbling of horses' hooves, a cavalry team with neat and orderly guards of honor arrived at the foot of Kent Mountain, which is also recognized by later generations as Wolf Mountain.

"Little guy, do you know where this place is?"

The team stopped, and the old man looked at the sacred mountain in front of him, his eyes full of longing, and asked Zhu Zhanjun beside him.

"Langjuxu Mountain is the sacred mountain of the grassland people."

Zhu Zhanjun understood what the old man meant and answered very cooperatively.

"The sacred mountain."

The old man chuckled, turned his head to look at Huo Qubing next to him, and said with a smile: "It is said that during the Han Dynasty, the great champion marquis Huo Qubing sealed the wolf's lair here. Today, our great champion marquis of the Ming Dynasty is also here. It seems that all this is destined."

Huo Qubing glanced at the mountain and bowed to the old man.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Hahaha……"

The old man laughed heartily and turned his head to look at Langjuxu Mountain again.

However, he did not notice that Huo Qubing had a strange expression on his face.

Lan Yu, who was standing by, noticed it and asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

Huo Qubing shook his head and said nothing.

He would never say that he didn't do anything like Fenglangjuxu back then. The war was so intense that he didn't have the time.

Besides, in such a grand ceremony, no matter how arrogant or disrespectful he is, he would not do such an overstepping of authority.

After hearing about it later, Huo Qubing realized that it was probably a story made up by the people to deify him.

However, in the current situation, the current emperor feels that this matter has happened, but for Zhu Zhanjun's sake, he will not point it out.

"Let's go up the mountain."

The old man waved his hand and led everyone to the top of the mountain.

Zhu Zhanjun fell behind by a step, patted Huo Qubing on the shoulder and gave him a look of gratitude.

Huo Qubing responded with a slight smile.

When they reached the top of the mountain and looked at Chao Qi, the old man couldn't help but sighed: "It's been 500 years, and I'm the only one who has reached this place."

The old man asked Zhu Zhanjun softly.

"You've been to the north. What's on the other side of the mountain? Do you remember?"

Zhu Zhanjun also looked towards the north and said with a smile: "Of course I remember, that is the territory of our Ming Dynasty, and that is the northern gateway of our Ming Dynasty."

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then burst into laughter.

"Yes, that is the territory of our Ming Dynasty and also our gateway to the north."

After saying this, he sighed deeply and said with emotion: "Life is so short. This beautiful landscape is like a painting. It really makes people nostalgic."

"My boy, after this battle, the North is settled. Grandpa may never have the chance to go to the battlefield again."

"You are aware of your father's health condition. You still have to shoulder the burden of the Ming Dynasty. Don't let your grandfather and your father down."

The generals who followed were slightly shocked when they heard the old man's words.

A battle in the north completely fulfilled the last regret in the old man's heart.

The appearance of the imperial seal wiped out the stain of rebellion on the part of His Majesty.

The last regret is gone, and there is no stain, which means there is no motivation to move forward.

In this case, Your Majesty may have to give up power and let the Crown Prince take over the government in advance.

Zhu Zhanjun, who also understood the old man's meaning, bowed to him.

"I will definitely live up to your trust."

The old man nodded, waved his hand and said, "You guys go down first, I'll stay here for a while."

Everyone saluted and left, but they didn't go far, they protected from a distance.

Looking at the red sunrise in the distance, the old man unconsciously recalled his life.

When he was a child, his father was always fighting in the war. He had never seen his father since he was born. Until one day, a mighty man came to him and asked him to call the other man "Dad".

Later, he became the King of Yan and studied every day, but his father only had eyes for his eldest brother.

He was also sad at that time, but a series of events later made him gradually fear his father.

He was appointed as the governor of Beiping and fought for many years. Later, he started a rebellion and fought all the way to Nanjing with great difficulty.

Scenes emerged before my eyes, including regret, excitement, relief and sadness.

"Dad, did you see that? Your son has done something that no one has ever done before. Your son has not brought shame to you."

Zhu Zhanjun, who was sitting in the distance, moved his ears and heard what the old man said.

At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao and Empress Ma, who were also watching, also fell silent.

"Don't think that we won't beat him up just because he did something wrong. That's wishful thinking."

Old Zhu looked at the screen, hummed twice, and suddenly stood up and walked away.

Zhu Biao and Queen Ma looked at each other helplessly at this stubborn old man who was already extremely proud in his heart but still tough in his words.

It was because Kangxi was not there, otherwise Zhu Yuanzhang would have definitely found the other party and shown off.

...............

In mid-August, with the three tribal leaders of Arutai Mahamu Wuriankhai announcing their surrender to the old man and agreeing that the leaders of each tribe would be stationed in Pulu City, the northern expedition came to a perfect end.

Except for the 5,000 troops who stayed behind to cooperate with Huo Qubing to build a new city, the large group of troops began to organize their troops and return to the capital.

"Little guy, don't delay too long. The Imperial Observatory has already calculated an auspicious date. Don't go back too late or you'll miss the good day."

Next to the marching team, the old man was giving instructions to Zhu Zhanjun.

Zhu Zhanjun found the old man yesterday and said that he planned to arrange an inspection and would not go back with the main force.

The old man did not refuse and agreed, but still reminded Zhu Zhanjun to go back as soon as possible so as not to miss the auspicious time for the wedding.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I will rush back before the wedding."

The old man nodded, and under the escort of Liu Sheng and others, he followed the team south.

After seeing off the old man’s team, Zhu Zhanjun returned to the camp.

Zhang Fu and Lan Yu were already waiting with their team.

Zhu Zhanjun walked forward and bowed to the two of them.

"I'll leave the affairs of the north to you two. If you have any needs, please send me a message and I will do my best to help you solve them."

Zhang Fu and the other man clasped their fists in response. "Your Highness, while I'm away, please help look after the house."

This time, Zhang Fu suddenly continued to move northward. He had no time to tell his family and only asked Liu Sheng to send a letter back.

But he was still worried and could only ask Zhu Zhanjun for help.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen with me here."

Zhang Fu breathed a sigh of relief and, together with the other generals, bowed deeply to Zhu Zhanjun.

"Your Highness, take care. We are leaving now."

"Take care of yourself."

After the two armies had completely left, Zhu Zhanjun breathed a sigh of relief and went to do his own thing.

1860 AD, March 9.

In a remote area of ​​Zhangjiawan Town, a halo suddenly appeared on a piece of land.

This phenomenon only lasted for a moment, and then formed a water-ripple-shaped light curtain.

"Om..."

With a barely perceptible buzzing sound, a bayonet with a cold glow stretched out, followed by a rifle, an arm, and then the entire person.

The soldier appeared, raised his gun and aimed at the surroundings. After confirming that it was safe, he finally stepped out from the light curtain.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately ran to a high place in the distance.

After making sure the surroundings were safe, he quickly ran back, took out the kettle and threw it in.

Soon, one soldier after another came out, spread out to the left and right, keeping a vigilant eye on their surroundings.

"Wow, the air outside is so fresh!"

After the troops completely controlled the surroundings, Zhu Zhanjun brought Lao Zhu, Kangxi, Wu Sangui, Zhu Biao and others out through the transmission channel.

Time and space coordinates, the delivery can only be made in a specific country and cannot be determined to appear in a certain location.

Zhu Zhanjun chose the native land of Yanhuang without hesitation.

When Old Zhu came out, he took a deep breath and a happy expression appeared on his face.

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at a dung pile next to him and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Where is this?"

Not wanting to bother with the old man, Zhu Zhanjun turned around and asked Zeng Guofan who was specially called over.

The enemy has fought in so many places, I believe the terrain will be confirmed soon.

Zeng Guofan looked around, pondered for a long time, and said uncertainly: "This area seems to be Zhangjiawan?"

"Zhangjiawan?"

Zhu Zhanjun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his luck was so good. With such a large land area, he actually set the coordinates at Zhangjiawan.

Zhangjiawan is not far from Peking. The 5000-strong British and French allied forces can reach Peking. If Zhu Zhanjun's -strong army cannot reach Peking, Zhu Zhanjun will return to Ming Dynasty without hesitation and completely close this channel.

"Have you contacted people around you to confirm the exact time?"

Zhu Zhanjun called for the messenger and asked him to quickly determine the time and area.

The army walked out of the space and then quickly hid.

When the final artillery and logistical supplies came out, Zhu Zhanjun raised his hand and waved, and the ripples on the water disappeared.

The coordinates will be permanently fixed here in the future. As the owner of the space, you can choose to block this channel to prevent outsiders from accidentally entering.

"Your Highness, we found a village ahead with a lot of supplies and some barbarians."

Soon, the investigators came back and reported what they had found.

"Which village?"

Zeng Guofan's heart moved, and he thought of a possibility, and asked excitedly.

The investigator shook his head helplessly: "General Zeng, we don't have a map in this area, so we can't be sure which village it is."

"Apart from those barbarians, we didn't find any civilians. They must have been cleared out in advance."

Zhu Zhanjun was also thoughtful and asked Zeng Guofan in a low voice: "I remember that during the Battle of Balihe, the supplies of the British and French forces were placed in a village."

Zeng Guofan nodded vigorously: "It is very likely." He looked around again and said with certainty: "Based on the current climate and environment, it should be in August or September."

"And Westerners have appeared in the surrounding villages, and there are a lot of supplies stored inside. This almost indicates that this was before the Battle of Balihe began."

"Report."

Another team of scouts returned, and they also held down a Westerner who was tied up like a wild boar.

The Westerners, whose tongues were caught, looked at the well-equipped and highly motivated troops around them with their eyes wide open.

All their luggage and supplies were not far away, but there was an ambush by a Qing army here. They were doomed.

Zhu Zhanjun walked forward, looked at the other person and asked in English: "British or French?"

As a result, this guy clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Zhu Zhanjun waved his hand, and several soldiers nearby came forward, and a burst of wailing with mouths covered was heard.

Soon, the Westerner became completely honest, "I am French, but I know a little English."

"French, that's easy."

Zhu Zhanjun's French was not very good, but he had real French people under his command.

The passage was opened again, a flash of light appeared, and Napoleon, who was still fighting, was called over.

"Lord, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Zhu Zhanjun pointed at the captured French soldier and said, "This is someone from your country. Ask him about the current troop deployment and combat situation."

After taking a look at the French who were his descendants, Napoleon walked forward calmly without a trace of excitement in his eyes and asked quickly in French.

Soon, the information was gathered.

Today is September 9th, and the British and French forces are preparing to launch an attack on the Balihe area.

The commander is Montauban, and the current attack is divided into three directions: east, west and east. The commander of the first brigade is Yaman, the commander of the second brigade is Colino, and the British army in the west is Grint.

The battle has not yet begun.

According to Zeng Guofan, the battle should break out tomorrow morning and end completely in less than 5 hours, with the Qing army suffering a crushing defeat.

After listening to Zhu Zhanjun and Zeng Guofan’s stories, Old Zhu grinned.

"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Now that both parties are here, it's just right for us to have a meeting at the same time."

(End of this chapter)