The Holy Emperor of Ming

Chapter 315: Sensational New Year's Eve ( words)
Looking in the direction of the Ming Dynasty, he looked unwilling.

Several orders were then issued.

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In the Chagatai Khanate, after Chagatai, Batu, Pangban and others received the news, several "impossible" sounds were heard, and then there was silence.

"The most urgent matter is the safety of the Khan, and we must gather a large force in Khara-Khara.

But we need to talk to Beimang again.

The Ming Dynasty is so powerful, Beimang should not want to see the Ming Dynasty really lose its balance of power. "It was Pang Ban who spoke first.

Chagatai and Batu pondered for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

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Beimang, Liyang, and Beiliang were all shocked one after another.

The fear of the Ming Dynasty reached an unprecedented peak.

For the first time in their lives, everyone from Zhao Gou to Li Yang hoped that Temujin would be alive and well. It didn't matter if he was stronger, as he must balance the Ming Dynasty and Zhu Houzhao.

Similar orders were issued one after another.

At all costs, find out the details of this battle.

Especially the life and death of Temujin.

Before these major countries, the capital of the Ming Dynasty was the first to receive the news.

December 29th.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, but this year's capital city is less festive than in past few years.

The reason is of course very simple. In the north, the emperor of his own country is still confronting Genghis Khan of the Yuan Dynasty.

In the west, nearly 300,000 troops entered the Song territory and fought against the Jin and Liao countries. Now they are also in a confrontation. It is unknown when a shocking war will take place.

These two battlefields alone are enough to make people in the capital feel a little depressed.

Even though they have great confidence in their own Majesty and the Ming Dynasty, this is a war against several countries, so who wouldn't be more or less worried?
There are more than just these two battlefields. The reforms within the Ming Dynasty have become increasingly in-depth, touching upon the core interests of many people.

The bigger the force, the more rational it will be, the more respectful it will be, and the less likely it will act rashly.

However, many small and medium-level forces, such as some landlords and gentry, etc., have trained slaves who know nothing about the court or anything else, they only know their masters.

Even when facing the current Ming Dynasty court, they dare to shout for war and killing.

The territory of the Ming Dynasty is so vast that its strength cannot be evenly distributed.

As the reform deepened, more and more people, most of whom were small and medium-sized forces, violently killed people in the court.

Although the imperial court would mobilize forces to eliminate these people immediately, their influence would not disappear so easily. Each incident represented instability within the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, in many places, after the court officials died, there was not even a trace of evidence, and it was impossible to arrest them because no one knew who to arrest.

It is impossible for ordinary people in the capital to know too much or too clearly.

But this is the capital city, and countless pieces of information circulate every day. Even ordinary people know a lot and feel the chaos in the Ming Dynasty.

The two battlefields, plus the chaos in the country, were like a dark cloud hanging over the capital, becoming more depressing day by day.

The Chinese New Year is naturally less festive with laughter and joy.

Until December 29th.

"Great victory, great victory! Your Majesty has defeated Temujin!"

These words were like a ray of golden light falling from the sky, forcefully cutting through the dark clouds that shrouded the capital.

The whole capital city was in an uproar and boiling with excitement.

"Just yesterday, Your Majesty led the Wudi Dragon Cavalry to attack Temujin's Thirteen Wings and defeated Temujin, slaughtering all of them."

"We win! We win! Hahaha! I knew Your Majesty would win!"

"Father, mother, your majesty has won. Temujin has been defeated by your majesty."

"Long live His Majesty, His Majesty is invincible!"

"Hahaha, how could a mere Temujin be a match for Your Majesty!"

"I don't know if we can kill Temujin. If we kill Temujin, the Mongols will fall apart immediately and will no longer be a match for the Ming Dynasty."

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"We won, we won. It's finally over. The Ming Dynasty has won a great victory. From now on, the Mongols will never be a match for the Ming Dynasty again."

"Your Majesty, you have won such a great victory. I want to see who else in the country dares to cause trouble?"

"Good, good, good. Once the Ming Dynasty wins, there will be no rivals in the world."

"Your Majesty has won a great victory and can return to the capital. He can finally have a good night's sleep. Let's see if some people dare to jump again."

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In the palace.

This was one of the first places to get the news.

The twelve imperial concubines all showed expressions of great joy.

"Finally won."

"How is your majesty? Where are you at this time? Will you return to Beijing to celebrate the New Year?"

"Victory! I knew Your Majesty would win."

"This battle is such a great victory, the outcome is decided."

"Your Majesty can finally return to Beijing."

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The capital city was in a state of excitement, and the news spread to the entire Ming Dynasty at an extremely fast speed.

Wherever the news went, it caused a sensation.

In addition, it is the Chinese New Year period now, and people from all walks of life, including ordinary people, are extremely happy.

The various forces and momentum that had been turbulent in the country for more than half a year weakened and they quietly lowered their heads, and the morale of the court greatly increased.

East Fifth Road.

Wang Shouren also received the news earlier than other countries.

Looking at the rather detailed information, he laughed out loud.

Looking towards the east, I couldn’t help but feel high-spirited.

This great victory determined so many things.

In this world, the Ming Dynasty has already established its dominance and has no rivals.

As long as the reform is completed, it will be enough to conquer the world.

If they want to stop it, they have to unite.

Nations join forces...
Wang Shouren's eyes went blank as he thought silently.

Nearly two hours later, he picked up a pen and wrote a letter, and handed it to the Jinyiwei: "Send it to your majesty."

"Yes."

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Zhu Houzhao on the grassland was still chasing Temujin.

The pursuit began on December 28th and lasted until the 29th.

At this time, only the capital city received the news of the great victory.

On the morning of the 29th, Zhu Houzhao stopped, cursed a few times indignantly, and then turned away unwillingly.

It wasn't that he had completely lost track of Temujin, but that the time had come.

On this grassland, Temujin was like a fish jumping into the water, very slippery.

Even though Zhu Houzhao's strength surpassed that of his opponent, and even though Temujin was already injured, after a day and a night, Zhu Houzhao was still unable to do anything to his opponent.

Before the battle, everyone made a hunting plan, and he would personally hunt down Temujin, but no matter what, the time could not exceed one day and one night.

Otherwise, there might be problems. After all, the Mongols would have four celestial beings on the prairie at that time. If the Mongols seized the opportunity and surrounded and killed Zhu Houzhao, it would be a huge joke.

Stability is the first factor.

Looking at the endless prairie, Zhu Houzhao had no choice but to return.

More than ten miles away, Temujin, whose breathing was unstable, soon discovered that Zhu Houzhao did not chase him anymore, and his face showed unwillingness.

He wanted to provoke her, but after hesitating for a few breaths, he gave up and turned away.

Zhu Houzhao returned much faster. After more than an hour, he saw the scattered and desperately fleeing remnants of the Thirteen Wings Army.

Naturally, he would not show mercy and send them to their death.

In this way, they cleared the remaining troops and returned to the battlefield. Zhang Sanfeng, as well as Wuji, Zheng Gong and others who had just returned, all breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zhu Houzhao didn't come back, they would not be able to help but go looking for him.

"How is it?" Zhu Houzhao waved to everyone and asked impatiently.

"Your Majesty, this old servant and the Wuji Saint Monk were chasing after the Bashi Ba, but the Xiao brothers joined up with the Bashi Ba, so after fighting with them for a day and a night, we had to retreat." Duke Zheng shook his head and said.

With the strength of two people, they can entangle with three opponents. That means following behind them, and running away when the other party surrounds them. The biggest goal is to entangle them.

I am worried that they can find Temujin and join forces with him to deal with Your Majesty.

The two did not return until the time for the pursuit plan was up.

Because he did not pay special attention to the fleeing soldiers of the Thirteen Wings, he returned a little earlier than Zhu Houzhao.

"Yeah." Zhu Houzhao was a little disappointed, but he didn't care too much. He said rather depressedly: "I chased Temujin, but Temujin was too cunning. I chased him for a whole day and night, but I couldn't kill him."

“Your Majesty, don’t worry. It’s hard to kill a celestial being. Besides, Temujin is the most powerful king on the grassland. He is very familiar with the terrain.

Although he failed to kill Temujin, after this defeat, Temujin is no longer able to fight against the Ming Dynasty." Duke Zheng laughed.

"How many Thirteen Wings were killed?" Zhu Houzhao asked with his eyes lighting up.

"Your Majesty, the hunt has not yet been completely over, but according to statistics, there are already more than 83,000 people, including nearly 7,000 Qiexue troops.

More than 5,000 people were captured, including two great masters." Zhang Sanfeng, who had stayed here just in case, spoke up.

"Okay." Zhu Houzhao was overjoyed and quickly put aside the depression of not being able to kill Temujin.

More than 80,000 soldiers of the Thirteenth Wing were killed or captured, and the odds are even higher. The army was completely crippled.

You must know that the Thirteen Wings are the most elite force directly under Temujin and the Mongols.

This force was equivalent to the ordinary 300,000 iron cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty. This force was the core that enabled Temujin to dominate the world, support the four Khanates, and make the major powers in the world dare not move lightly.

The Thirteen Wings were destroyed. Even for Genghis Khan, it would take another ten years to rebuild and restore them to their former glory.

During these ten years, even if Temujin commanded the other 300,000 Mongol troops, his strength would be weaker and his speed would be much slower, and his threat would be reduced by more than one level.

In addition, the Thirteen Wings were destroyed, and the strength of the Mongols themselves was greatly reduced. If Temujin were to lead the remaining 300,000 troops, the internal power distribution, the strength of the territory, etc. would all be troublesome.

This battle dealt a heavy blow to the Mongols, and it hurt Temujin more than the loss of 300,000 cavalry.

How could Zhu Houzhao not be happy?

He dared to assert that from now on, the Mongols would no longer be a match for the Ming Dynasty.

"Hurry up and sort it out. I want to know how many people from the Thirteen Wings died.

In addition, spread this good news throughout the world." Zhu Houzhao said excitedly.

"Yes."

By the morning of New Year's Eve, the casualties of the Thirteenth Wing were confirmed by the Ming Dynasty.

About 91,000 people were killed and nearly 6,000 were captured.

Coupled with the harsh winter environment on the grassland, out of the 130,000 people in the 13th Wing, only 20,000 could escape.

To say that he was crippled is no exaggeration.

The whole army was in high spirits, and the biting cold weather didn't seem to be cold anymore. Zhu Houzhao ordered that the specific casualties of the Thirteenth Wing be reported to the world.

"Your Majesty, today is New Year's Day and the war is over. Do you want to return to Beijing to celebrate the New Year?" Wei Jinzhong asked with a smile.

"I won't go back. So many soldiers are still outside the Great Wall. How can I leave them behind and go back to Beijing to celebrate the New Year?" Zhu Houzhao said without thinking.

As he spoke, Zhu Houzhao suddenly thought of something: "I forgot, I still have twelve wives at home.

Send them a message, tell them to have a good New Year, I will be back in a few days."

"Yes." Wei Jinzhong responded helplessly.

"By the way, it's the Chinese New Year this year. Are all preparations ready?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

"Your Majesty, the conditions are really limited and we are not well prepared," Wei Jinzhong said with difficulty.

"Forget it. With this great victory, other conditions are secondary." Zhu Houzhao thought about it and said it without caring.

Time passed little by little, on the grassland after the great battle, in the camp of Emperor Wu's Dragon Cavalry.

The lively atmosphere intensified.

Today is the Chinese New Year, the New Year after a great victory, and Your Majesty will celebrate the New Year with them, and there are so many martial arts masters.

There is no doubt that this will be the most unforgettable year for all dragon riders.

Many people are busy adding color to this year, although the preparations are simple but the atmosphere is unique.

Zhu Houzhao specifically issued an edict that many military regulations and orders were temporarily cancelled today.

The entire army should celebrate happily and spend New Year's Eve together.

The night fell dark early.

A simple wooden platform was built in Emperor Wu’s Dragon Cavalry Camp.

Bonfires were lit up everywhere, and nearly ten thousand people gathered around them, roasting horse meat and drinking very limited wine, with all kinds of laughter, scolding, and cheers rising and falling.

Although there was not much wine and meat, the atmosphere was extremely warm and celebratory.

The martial arts masters who were also present couldn't help but look sideways.

Sitting around a campfire closest to the wooden platform were Zhang Sanfeng, Wuji, Mi Wentian, Zhang Daoyun, Hengdao Toudao, and Shi Potian who was busy grilling meat.

The cooking skills were so good that Zhang Sanfeng ate several pieces. The only ones who didn't touch them were Wuji and Hengdao Toudao.

"It smells so good! Potian, do you have this ability?" A carefree voice sounded, and a burly body strode over. Without saying anything, he took a large piece of meat that Shi Potian had just roasted and started eating.

As soon as the meat entered his mouth, his eyes lit up, "So (wet), so (wet)."

"Brother, as long as you like it." Shi Potian smiled happily and said, "I'll bake it for you again."

"Roast more." Zhu Houzhao said hurriedly, swallowing the meat in his mouth, taking another big bite without stopping, waving at the people around him who saluted him, and said loudly: "Today is New Year's Eve, no need to salute, thank you."

After saying that, he sat down with his legs spread out and continued eating meat.

He discovered another advantage of Shi Potian besides his honesty.

The BBQ was delicious.

He wolfed down a few large mouthfuls of food before he suddenly remembered something and stood up and walked over to the wooden platform.

"Bros."

These three heroic words echoed far away in the grassland where the cold wind was howling.

Nearly ten thousand people fell silent and looked towards the most burly figure in the center.

"You don't need to salute or stand up tonight, just continue sitting."

The voice rang out again, interrupting everyone who was about to stand up and salute.

"Brothers, tonight is New Year's Eve, which should be a day for family reunion, but we have fought for our country and protected the safety of hundreds of millions of Ming Dynasty citizens. We are heroes of the Ming Dynasty, and each of us is extremely glorious." Zhu Houzhao shouted loudly.

The dragon riders all looked excited, reverent, and enthusiastic.

"Besides, we brothers are a family. It will be more lively to celebrate the New Year together, don't you think?" Zhu Houzhao laughed.

"Yes." Nearly ten thousand roars shattered the cold wind.

"Hahaha, good." Zhu Houzhao's heroic voice was clear to the ears, "Let's celebrate the New Year together tonight, don't worry about the defense, I will arrange it.

Every brother must eat well and play well, and those who have talents can perform them to make their brothers happy.

Tonight, no one can be restrained.

have you understood? "

"I understand!" The roar of admiration and excitement rose again.

"Okay, I won't waste any more time, let's eat, drink and have fun." Zhu Houzhao waved his hand, walked off the stage, took the meat grilled by Shi Potian and ate it.

While eating, he greeted them vaguely: "Old men, you all eat, you're welcome."

The masters around who were familiar with Zhu Houzhao were not surprised.

But the masters who were not familiar with Zhu Houzhao could not help but look surprised.

Is this Emperor Shengwu?

Although they had all heard that Emperor Shengwu was not particular about details, they really didn't expect that he would be so casual.

He doesn't look like an emperor who had received the most noble education in the Ming Dynasty at all.

Instead, he looks like a casual and free-spirited hero.

The high and mighty figure of the person two days ago, like a god descending to earth, had a touch of human warmth and intimacy that made people feel more favorable.

Suddenly, several people understood why so many outstanding people were willing to be loyal to Zhu Houzhao.

It's not just his unrivaled strength, talent and status.

In the howling cold night, the fire here illuminates all directions, and the increasingly lively cheers can be heard far away.

at the same time.

In the capital of the Ming Dynasty, there was news of a great victory, and the New Year's Eve in the capital was extremely lively.

Laughter and joy filled every household.

Only in the imperial palace, the most powerful family in the world, things were a little different at this time.

Still in the Qianqing Palace, twelve stunningly beautiful women who looked like fairies gathered together. The atmosphere was a little quiet and weird.

The table was full of delicious food, but not much was touched.

A pair of beautiful eyes, most of them are thinking about something, a little absent-minded.

Although there were many people, everyone felt that without that figure, this year was really boring.

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On the other side, Zhu Houzhao and others were in Helin City, more than 3,000 miles away.

In Helin City, which has a deep influence of Central Plains culture and also has New Year customs, there is no joy at all tonight.

Instead, there is a strong atmosphere of oppression hanging over the place.

Because their Khan came back this morning, bringing only a dozen people with him.

The Khan was defeated!

Failed!

This speculation quickly spread throughout Helin, and most people dared not believe it and could not accept it.

How could the invincible Genghis Khan and the invincible Thirteen Wings be defeated?
Absolutely not.

But from morning to night, everyone in Helin was talking, worried, and panicking, but no one stopped them.

This made more and more people feel bad, and that the Khan might have really been defeated!
Pairs of eyes looked towards one place, with unconcealable worry and tension.

The soldiers in the Thirteen Wings are the pillars of their families.

In the Mongol imperial palace in the center of Horqin.

It was New Year's Eve, but Temujin was obviously not in the mood to celebrate the New Year. He kept issuing various orders throughout the day.

Send messages to the four Khanates, to the various tribes on the grassland, and so on.

Not until tonight did he have time to reassure his allies.

There were only four people in the hall: Temujin, Bashiba, Xiao Jingtian and Xiao Aoshi.

The only people Temujin could consider as allies were the Xiao brothers and Bashiba.

That’s right, Ba Shiba, who had broken through to the realm of heaven and man, was already an ally of the Mongols rather than a complete subject due to his strength and influence.

This is strength.

"Imperial Master, my two brothers, we have been defeated this time, miserably." After a brief silence, Temujin let out a long sigh.

The two brothers Xiao Jingtian looked at Temujin with gloomy faces. They said nothing, and there was no need to say anything.

All they want to know now is, is Temujin still unable to stop Zhu Houzhao?

If so, they don't mind helping.

If not, then we’ll talk about it later.

As for Ba Shiba, it was clear that he was too deeply bound to the Mongols and could not be separated.

This situation was what Temujin had prepared for the Xiao brothers, so he would not say much.

"From now on, the Mongols alone can no longer pose any threat to the Ming Dynasty." Temujin sighed again.

The Xiao brothers remained silent.

"However," Temujin raised his voice, "I, Temujin, and the entire Mongols will never give up.

Because if we don't defeat the Ming Dynasty, Temujin and the Mongols will sooner or later be destroyed by the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Houzhao was ambitious and repeatedly stated that he wanted to unify the world. He was not just talking, he really wanted to do it.

So no matter what, the Mongols will fight the Ming Dynasty to the death."

The Xiao brothers looked at each other and nodded secretly.

It seems that Temujin did not lose confidence, so that's good.

Seeing Zhu Houzhao display such terrifying potential strength, they became even more determined to stop Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao must not be allowed to become more powerful. Otherwise, not to mention the current hatred between them, the goals of both of them will be far away or even completely shattered.

This is something they can never allow.

"Does the Khan have any solution?" Xiao Ao Shi asked.

Seeing that the Xiao brothers finally responded, Temujin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that the Xiao brothers' determination to oppose Zhu Houzhao and the Ming Dynasty had not changed, and they did not back down because of the strength of Zhu Houzhao and the Ming Dynasty.

“To be honest, based on the current strength of the Mongols, even with the two of you, Brother Xiao, we are no longer strong enough to confront the Ming Kingdom head-on.

After this battle, the Ming Dynasty will be more powerful and its domestic reforms will be much smoother.

When the reform is completed, the strength of the Ming Dynasty will reach its peak.

If we want to fight against the Ming Dynasty, there is only one way, that is to unite all the countries and fight against the Ming Dynasty together." Temujin said frankly and firmly.

This was the solution he had to come up with after thinking hard over the past two days.

There is only this way.

"Please continue, Khan." Xiao Jingtian said.

Obviously, the two brothers agreed with this method. In fact, they secretly thought of only this method.

(Six thousand words. Yesterday I was short of two chapters with six thousand words. Today I am going to write nine thousand words. I will try to update as much as possible later. I will definitely make up for the shortfall. I have not been in good shape these past few days. I feel so tired.)
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