open sea

Chapter 1043 Simulation
The city of Beijing in the eighth year of Wanli was lively.

The soldiers and horses from all over the world entered Gyeonggi, merchants and people from all over the world participated in the grand occasion, and all the rare treasures from all over the world gathered here.

But in the Forbidden City, the atmosphere was not like this, because the emperor invited the third lady who came from Tumote's [-] armored cavalry into the Forbidden City.

After Emperor Wanli announced to the world last year that he was going to 'quarrel' with Altan Khan of Mongolia, no one knew where things would go in the future.

The northern frontier of the Empire smelled of war, but before the war began, all was still as usual.

There is a lake in the training ground of Emperor Wanli in the north of Wenhua Hall, which is formed by the Jinshui River passing through the Forbidden City. On the point of the lake, Emperor Wanli stands with the third lady and the little Mongolian prince, watching the boats in the lake. Moving around, the emperor, who was wearing a badge-pattern robe and a dragon-pattern breastplate, was slowly pacing, explaining seriously, sometimes adding hand movements.

Times have changed, and the title of short-legged son is no longer applicable to the 17-year-old Wanli Emperor. He has a heroic face and firm eyes, but sometimes he will show a green smile.

"The Red Sea ship passed the Pablo's flank and bombarded it with broadsides. Twelve shells hit the Pablo's deck, and only the three shells on the upper deck could hurt the Spaniards on board."

There are more than [-] small boats on the lake, and there is no sound of guns. On each boat, a helmsman can be seen driving the warship models that are so loud in the world. The stern of each boat is emitting thick smoke. Black smoke, and a loud noise can be heard if you get close.

The third lady couldn't see anything. Compared with the small boats swimming in the lake in the high-walled and deep courtyard of the Forbidden City, she was more interested in the weapon racks and maps standing on one side of the platform.

It was a map where she couldn't tell where the painting was. There were large expanses of light blue on the map, and the strange pronunciations were marked with countless colors and words on several huge pieces of land. place, but that's too small.

But these pictures were extremely clear in the mind of the young emperor.

He said that this was simulating a naval battle that took place in Nanyang a few years ago. The two warring parties were the Ming Dynasty and the Spaniards. The naval battle started with the encounter between the Ming Dynasty general Chen Mu and the Spanish treasure fleet.

"I have simulated many times. With the ship shape, firepower and scale of the Spanish treasure fleet, even if they add thicker hulls and faster speeds to their parameters, the Spaniards still cannot win."

"Madam Zhongshun, do you know why I am so obsessed with that naval battle?"

Emperor Wanli said to himself, and led the little Mongolian prince Buta to salute and look at the map. The third lady turned her head, and the third lady bowed her head with a humble smile and said respectfully: "Go back to Your Majesty, I don't know."

The wives who have imperial orders also profess their ministers when they meet the emperor.

"This naval battle took place at this place." The emperor walked towards the map next to the third lady, and when he passed by the little prince, he took out a piece of rock candy wrapped in oil paper from his trouser pocket and handed it out, then pointed to the location on the map and said : "In the same year, the Ming Fleet docked in Manila and expelled Luzon Xiyi; in the next two years, Luzon, Sulu, and Borneo countries competed to pay tribute, and the Eastern and Western Military Governments were established."

Emperor Wanli spread his hands on the map and pushed it forcefully to both sides: "My army reaches the Atlantic Ocean in the east and Africa in the Atlantic Ocean in the west. You have seen this map."

"Your Majesty, I saw it." Not only did the third lady see it, but she was also very worried, and saluted, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Tumet has never had the heart of disobedience, and our descendants and tribes wish to guard the border for the Son of Heaven forever. "

"Don't be alarmed. I never doubted that the King of Shunyi had the heart of disobedience. What made me angry was that he didn't trust my prestige, so he ran to let others recognize him as the Great Khan."

The tone of Emperor Wanli's speech did not seem to be very angry, which reassured the third lady, and expressed her confusion to the emperor in due course, but the emperor did not answer, but raised his hand and pointed out a place in the north of the New World on the map. Asked: "Do you remember that there was a man named Hu Lan in Tumochuan, he was a cavalry soldier paid to me by King Shunyi?"

How could the third lady remember such a person, when she collected unlucky bastards from various tribes in Tumote for the soldiers who paid tribute to the emperor, she could only shake her head slightly and said: "I don't remember, what did he do? "

"He has made great contributions to me and got a piece of land here. I let him be a commander here. The name of the guard is Hulanwei, and he will live in Situ forever." Wanli turned his head and raised his hand, slowly shaking his index finger, and said: " Don't talk about guarding the border for generations, look at this map, where do you think my northern border is?"

This question is too easy to answer. For the third lady, there is a standard answer. She didn't even need to look at the map and said respectfully: "Return to your majesty, the farthest place that Tumet riders can gallop north is your majesty." border."

"Madame Zhongshun said very well. Although it may not be my border, nor may it be the border of Ming Dynasty, but the meaning is the same. My border depends on where my army can go."

"As you can see, there are still many gaps on this map, but the shape of all parts of the world has been roughly figured out."

"There are three borders in the world in my heart, the border of Ming Dynasty, the border of Zhen, and the border of Greater China." Wanli said this with a maturity that San Niangzi could not understand. He drew a circle around the hinterland of Daming on the map , said: "This is the border of Daming. It reaches the sea in the south and the Great Wall in the north. The Daming I took over from my father is just this big."

San Niangzi was about to say something, but was stopped by Wanli and said: "Needless to say that the Tumote Department is the border of Ming Dynasty. When I took over the empire until now, there is no official appointed or dismissed by me in Tumochuan."

Wanli drew a huge circle on the map again, this time not only the most powerful right-wing Mongolia on the grassland, but also the Atlantic Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean. He said: "This is my border, and every country, every king , all respect me as the Lord, I am alive, I am strong, and I will shine on the borderless empire of the four seas. If time is long enough, these places will become the borders of Greater China."

"If I am weak and I die, my prince is a big fool." The emperor clenched his fists tightly, as if regretting that it would be difficult for the future heirs of the empire to be as intelligent and fortunate as himself: "Then my territory will It will shrink to the size of the border of Ming Dynasty, fortunately... I can still live for a long time, so Tumochuan is indeed my territory, Madam Zhongshun, what do you think?"

San Niangzi said: "As your majesty said, Tumochuan is your majesty's territory."

"Since it is my territory, I want to use Tumo River as my base and let my riders explore in all directions. What does Madam Zhongshun think?"

"Stay with me and study for a few years." With a smile on his face, the emperor stroked Buta Shili's hair, drew a circle in the north of the map with his other hand, and said softly, "I will give this to you in the future." Well, according to the report of the Atlantic Army, there is news from the Ottoman merchants that there is a barbarian in Moscow who sent people to the east and laid down a lot of land that belongs to you."

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)