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

"Everyone, please take a look. This is the most comprehensive map in the world."

While Da Piaoliang was worrying about how to resist the Ming Dynasty's attack, Zhu Zhanjun was also worrying about the same thing.

There is no way. The two sides are too far apart, and there is an ocean between them.

Not to mention in the current era, even in the future, it would not be difficult to launch a large-scale military attack.

As the tour guide, Li Jing held a baton in his hand and pointed at the huge map behind him.

Zhu Zhanjun, Old Zhu, Li Shimin and others were all present and sat in their respective seats, listening to Li Jing's explanation, intending to brainstorm to solve this problem.

"The area where we are currently stationing our troops is in the England region."

Li Jing clicked on the England area, then slowly slid his finger until he pointed to the beautiful New York.

"Beautiful New York is one of the landing sites we chose. The distance between the two places is tens of thousands of miles."

Retracting the stick, Li Jing looked at everyone with a serious expression: "I am not making a metaphor, it is really thousands of miles away, and it is all by sea."

After talking about the terrain of the two countries, Li Jing continued: "We can also start from Fusang and attack them from the other side, but I can say responsibly that the distance will be much farther."

"Damn it." After hearing this, the old man couldn't help but curse, and said in a depressed tone: "This terrain is simply unique. If we want to attack their homeland, the price we have to pay is simply unbearable."

"It's tens of thousands of miles away. It would be better if we go by land, but if we go by sea, how many warships would be needed to transport the troops there? Even if we can send them there, how would we manage the logistics supply?"

The others also looked serious when they heard this, and were all thinking about ways to break the deadlock.

"I remember that Zhan Jun led his men to the north before, and then crossed a strait to reach their area. In this way, we can go by land, and we only need to cross a strait of several hundred miles. That way, the logistical pressure should be less."

Zhu Pangpang thought about his son’s previous experiences and expressed his thoughts and opinions.

Before anyone else could speak, Zhu Zhanjun shook his head.

"impossible."

"Let's not even mention how far this distance is. The severe cold in the north alone is too much for ordinary soldiers to withstand."

"It's OK to send a small elite force, but a large-scale march is simply impossible."

"Besides, the winter there is very long, which leaves us very little time to march."

“Even if someone can get through, it will take at least nearly a year to reach the area where the beautiful country is.”

When everyone heard that it would take so long, they couldn't help but sigh.

For the military, the longer the distance, the greater the pressure on logistics.

It would take more than one or two thousand troops to defeat Da Piaoliang. According to the estimates of Li Jing and others, at least 30 troops would be needed to capture Da Piaoliang.

You can imagine how huge the logistics of an army of 30 people are. The journey is tens of thousands of miles, and they have to cross the ice field, the strait and the desert.

Let’s not even talk about the army, even the logistics department can be cursed.

Is this logistics delivery? This is even harder than obtaining Buddhist scriptures from the West.

"It doesn't work left or right, so are we just going to leave them alone?"

"Also, didn't they say before that they all went from England? How did they get there before?"

Old Zhu was a little annoyed and couldn't help but complain.

"Dad, this is different."

Zhu Biao shook his head and explained, "According to what I know, it took them hundreds of years of transportation and expansion to reach their current size."

Others also expressed their thoughts and opinions, but most of them rejected the idea of ​​going around from Fuso or from the north.

Again, the logistical pressure cannot be borne, and the scale of transportation at one time cannot achieve the desired attack power.

If you fail to overwhelm the enemy in the first place, it will become a tactic of adding fuel to the fire. If you want to achieve the final success, who knows how many soldiers will be required to die.

"Let me tell you what I think."

Seeing that no one could think of a solution, Zhu Zhanjun slowly spoke.

Everyone stopped and looked at Zhu Zhanjun.

No matter how much they say about how to fight or whether to fight, it will be useless.

If Zhu Zhanjun, the leader, does not have the intention to fight, then no matter how good their ideas are, they will be useless.

Zhu Zhanjun pondered for a moment and said, "To be honest, with our navy's ability to sail long distances, we can only transport 7 to 10 troops at a time."

"The number is not small, but it is completely insufficient to meet our requirements, and the logistics are also unable to keep up in the first place."

"Adding the time it takes to go back and forth, by the time the second batch arrives, I'm afraid the troops that were transported up will have already suffered heavy casualties."

"Such a tactic of adding fuel to the fire is not acceptable to our Ming Dynasty."

"So I decided." After a pause to let everyone digest these things, Zhu Zhanjun said to the master: "Temporarily stop the attack on Da Piaoliang, and instead enter the Daming native world and directly open up."

"As far as I know, South America and North America have not yet been discovered."

"We can follow the offensive route in this world and sweep across the Ming native world at the fastest speed."

"After the unification is completed, the development of South America and North America can be done slowly."

After talking about the arrangements for the next war, Zhu Zhanjun looked at Gongsun Qi again: "Although we have stopped attacking Da Piaoliang, there are still some places we have not taken."

"Like the area where the niggers were born, the resources there are also rich, and the people there are the best slaves."

"I don't need to explain how to control and deal with these slaves."

Gongsun Qi nodded, stood up, clasped his fists and said, "I will obey your orders!"

After explaining everything to Gongsun Qi, Zhu Zhanjun looked at Gao Hang who was sitting upright.

As a professional military officer, Gao Hang was very strict in both military quality and military etiquette.

Unlike Cheng Yaojin, Li Jing and other veteran generals, although they are very capable, their daily lifestyle does not have the aura of a professional soldier at all.

"Ziheng, this is just an ordinary meeting, there's no need to be so serious." Zhu Zhanjun advised with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone looked at Gao Hang, who was sitting upright, and smiled kindly.

Gao Hang relaxed for a moment, but still felt a little awkward as he sat down and said, "I am used to this. Your Majesty, please tell me directly if you have any instructions."

Zhu Zhanjun shook his head helplessly, but did not say anything else. He explained: "Although we have suspended the attack plan, it does not mean that we will sit back and watch Da Piaoliang develop silently."

"Here's what I think."

"I will have Wang Zhi cooperate with you to capture an island area as a starting point for the future army's attack."

"As for your air force, I hope you can send an excellent general with enough bombers and fighter jets to be stationed at the military base to launch an air strike against Da Piaoliang."

"The main targets are the enemy's industrial bases, mining areas and other areas."

Gao Hang stood up immediately: "Yes."

He pressed his hand to let Gao Hang sit down, and Zhu Zhanjun looked at Ji Gang, the only person who had not sat down, who was standing behind the old man in a Feiyu suit.

"How many people have been sent over by the Jinyiwei?"

The Jinyiwei, who came with the army, had trained intelligence personnel in various regions many years ago.

For example, the flares that guided the Air Force to its target in Fog City some time ago were planted by the Jinyiwei.

Ji Gang's character aside, his abilities were beyond reproach. He didn't even think twice before answering, "At the beginning, I considered that their target was too far away, so there would be no conflict in the early stages, but it might be an important target in the later stages, so I sent them there from the beginning."

"There are currently more than 200 Jinyiwei personnel there, and more than 100 of them have already gained a certain amount of power and status, but for the time being we cannot influence the top leaders."

Zhu Zhanjun showed a satisfied smile and looked at his grandfather, his father Zhu Pangpang, Zhu Zhanji and others.

"Grandpa, Dad, Big Brother, do you still remember when I came back that year, I said there were people from the Shang Dynasty there?"

Although the old man was old, he still had a good memory. He nodded and said, "Of course I remember. At that time, you took out a heavenly book, saying that the ancient text was recorded on a tortoise shell, and it was that heavenly book that guided you to the north."

Zhu Pangpang thought for a moment, "Are you planning to use their power?"

Zhu Zhanjun nodded: "Yes, their skin color, eye and hair color are almost the same as ours. Perhaps, as I said, they are people who migrated there during the ancient Shang Dynasty."

"In fact, even if there is no relationship, just because of the connection between us, plus the fact that they were massacred and oppressed by Da Piaoliang, they will stand on our side."

"As long as we promise that after we conquer Da Piaoliang, we will give these Shang people the same status as the people of the Ming Dynasty, and allow them to form a race under the Ming Dynasty, I believe that these Shang people who have been oppressed for many years will stand on our side without hesitation."

"They will be the best guides when we launch an attack in the future."

"And there are quite a few of them right now, and they have been resisting Da Piaoliang's oppression."

"It may be difficult for us to transport troops on a large scale, but providing them with some weapons and equipment is not a problem for the Ming Navy and Air Force."

Zhu Zhanjun smiled and said, "Da Piaoliang, we can't fight them for the time being, but we can't just sit back and watch them develop. We need them to be in chaos."

"Let's let these Shang people cause chaos, provide them with weapons and ammunition, and even send soldiers to train them to fight."

Zhu Zhanjun's idea was agreed by everyone.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Even if there is no relationship between skin color and hair color, just based on the oppression of these Shang people by Da Piaoliang, the other party will accept the kindness of Daming without hesitation.

Everyone expressed their opinions and soon completed the idea thoroughly.

After confirming that the plan was correct, Zhu Zhanjun instructed Ji Gang: "Notify the people in Da Piaoliang to find a way to contact these Shang people and convey our Daming's ideas to them."

"Tell them that if they want to survive and don't want to be slaughtered again, the only people they can rely on are us, who are their blood relatives." (End of this chapter)