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Chapter seven hundred and ninetieth: Unsuccessful achievements in a thousand years

Yanda Khan is definitely not a easy character to deal with.

After Emperor Taizu Gao continued to attack the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, the entire desert fell apart until the emergence of Yanda Khan and unified the desert.

The unification of the desert means that the entire desert can be twisted into a rope and constantly threaten the entire Ming Dynasty. This is why the northern border towns of the Ming Dynasty are becoming increasingly tense.

This person is a hero of a generation.

Even if you are defeated repeatedly, you can always make a comeback.

The civil and military officials of the court were still regretting that the Datong defenders could not kill Yanda Khan.

But now... Yanda Khan is actually dead.

Emperor Hongzhi took a breath, it was too untrue.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned: "Are you serious?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "The son minister dare not speak silly. Even if the Tatar Khan turned into ashes, he recognized him. At that time, he was leading thousands of defeated soldiers to return north. The son minister and his soldiers happened to meet him..."

Thousands of defeated soldiers met more than a thousand Ming cavalry.

Even if the defeated soldiers arrive in the desert, these Tatars will never be able to deal with more than a thousand Ming cavalrymen.

This has been verified countless times.

This makes people feel even more strange.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Ma Wensheng, and Ma Wensheng hurriedly said, "Your Highness, these thousands of Tatar cavalry are not decorations, even if they are just defeated soldiers. I heard that there are extremely loyal and brave golden tent guards around the Tatar Khan, which should not be underestimated, but I don't know how your highness can defeat him such a terrible Tatar cavalry."

In fact, it was not just Ma Wensheng, but even Emperor Hongzhi, and even Fang Jifan, who wanted to know what method Zhu Houzhao used.

Zhu Houzhao looked at himself with countless pairs of scorching gazes.

I couldn't help but sigh, wasn't it just this moment I was waiting for?

He stood up, his excited body trembled slightly, raised his eyes, and said simply and forcefully: "Hurry!"

“…”

Fast...What does fast mean?

Zhu Houzhao said: "The elite of the cavalry lies in its speed! We must gather quickly and attack decisively with lightning speed. We must not drag the ground while it is unprepared. After one strike, we must never give the opponent a firm foothold and regroup. We must immediately carry out a second and third impact, so that it will always fall into chaos until it collapses."

"This... is the tatars' tactics. Genghis Khan was able to gallop around the world. His descendants destroyed countless countries and rely on this terrible tactic." Zhu Houzhao straightened his chest: "And most of our Ming cavalry, not to mention that most of our Ming cavalry, were hesitant and missed the opportunity to assemble. With the opportunity to fight, they could not seize the opportunity and attack immediately. Instead, they were hesitant. Even if they launched an attack, they looked forward and took a step back and forth, and they were afraid of falling into a fierce battle, and they dared not turn around and continue to attack decisively. For many years, the Ming Dynasty had no truly excellent cavalry generals. Most people only wanted nothing wrong and did not seek merit. Such a person could not win even if he gave him the most excellent cavalry in the world."

"Genghis Khan can build the most powerful cavalry in the world. My Ming Dynasty has abundant resources. Can't I raise an elite cavalry? They can do it. What I have been thinking about over the years is that I can do it as usual. It's ridiculous that Yanda Khan claimed to have continued the bloodline of the Golden Family and inherited its orthodox, but he lost their ancestors' real skills to eat. Looking at their tactics, although the Tatars are still skilled in riding and shooting, in fact, they are far from the original iron cavalry and have long lost their power."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes closed slightly, and a gleam flashed through her eyes. She concluded with a firm conclusion: "This military horse that is only good at riding and shooting seems powerful, but in fact, it is vulnerable!"

Vulnerable...

This tone was so arrogant.

If Zhu Houzhao had spoken in this tone in the past, he would have been beaten to death by his father.

You're talking nonsense again.

But today...

Everyone listened intently, looking dazed, is that true?

It actually... makes sense.

But...in fact, anyone who thinks about it will feel numb to his scalp.

It's easy to say, but difficult to do.

In the desert, when you encounter a cavalry that is several times more than you, you must make a quick decision and lead people with you to attack without hesitation, let alone break into the enemy's formation, go through life and death, and repeatedly attack the Tatars. What courage and courage does it take.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt an illusion when he looked at the ragged Zhu Houzhao.

The next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Jifan is right."

Zhu Houzhao was stunned: "Father, what did Lao Fang say?"

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, "I'm praising you."

Zhu Houzhao smiled calmly, but it was still the old man who knew me.

Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a moment and said again: "He praised himself as well."

"..." Zhu Houzhao said in his heart, this is indeed Lao Fang, the original flavor has not changed.

Fang Jifan smiled awkwardly: "The main thing is to praise Your Highness, I just did it by the way."

At this time, several knights had already come and dismounted. They were holding boxes in their hands. In this box, there were the heads of the Tatar Khan. Several people came forward. From a distance, the monarch and ministers smelled a smell of lime.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Father, this is the head of Naborijin Batumuk. If your father doesn't believe it, you can see it with your own eyes."

Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand quickly: "No need to look at it, can I trust my son?" He turned around and looked at the officials.

Liu Jian and others were completely shocked and didn't know what to say.

It is almost certain that Borjijin Batumuk was indeed awarded the title.

This is the greatest victory against the Tatars since the Tumu Fort.

The terrifying thing about this victory is that His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, relied on the Tatars' fighting methods, completely defeated the Tatar tribes, and even fought a cavalry duel with several times the Tatars.

The so-called bow and horse of the Tatars were completely defeated by the Ming Dynasty.

Your Highness the Crown Prince... is really amazing.

At this moment, I recalled Fang Jifan's words again.

Avenge Emperor Yingzong's shame.

Emperor Yingzong is the great-grandfather of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He has worked diligently for more than ten years, and this is great filial piety. The dynasty governs the world with filial piety. If we consider this, the behavior of His Royal Highness is almost beyond reproach.

Of course the most important thing is.

You said this was a military force, but it was not right.

Because... the prince's style of playing looks very economical.

Li Dongyang nodded with a smile, saving money, more than a thousand cavalry, such a great victory, if he really burned and killed all the way, but did not harm women and children, morally, he would be blameless and seriously damaged. The already fragile economy of the desert killed Yanda Khan, and the entire desert would inevitably be without a leader, and it would be another dispute between them fighting on their own.

The Tatars split is just around the corner, and within 30 years of the Ming Dynasty, there will be no external troubles in the north.

Isn’t this exactly what he, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet and the Minister of Revenue, expects?

Li Dongyang stepped forward and bowed to Zhu Houzhao: "Your Highness's great filial piety is admired by me."

He did not mention the results of the battle. To be honest, as a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, he seemed to be downplayed by just talking about military affairs. This is the natural thinking of officials, so what he emphasized was great filial piety. Great filial piety is very advanced.

The Minister of War Ma Wensheng looked ashamed and said in his heart, "Oh, the Ministry of War has spent so much money and food, but there is not much success." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince made this happen. In the future, the Ministry of War will spend a lot of money to do small things, but I am afraid that life will be impossible."

But no matter what, as the Minister of War, Ma Wensheng knew that it was so difficult for the prince to make such a great contribution. Every one of the soldiers and horses was said to be lightweight, but there were only a few people in the world who could do it.

Ma Wensheng looked ashamed and bowed down directly, and gave a great gift: "My minister, Ma Wensheng, was the Minister of War. He has never been successful and has no place to eat. He is really ashamed of himself. His highness used thousands of cavalry to fight against the thief, seized the head of the thief chief, and killed a huge ten thousand. This achievement is enough to shine for thousands of years..."

Wang Ao, Zhang Shengren and others were also shocked.

Although Zhang Sheng always felt uncomfortable, Prince, what did you swear to my whole family if you have nothing to do? You have to provoke you, Yuanxi also followed Prince out of the way. He was already anxious. Now that Prince and Yuanxi have not only come back, they have made great contributions. What else can they say at this time? He exaggeratedly said: "Your Highness's contribution has not been achieved for a thousand years!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Sheng sideways.

Zhang Butang is a bit exaggerated.

The scale has been directly stretched to a thousand years.

But if you think about it carefully, the prince has made a merit that has not been seen in a thousand years, what is his son’s merit?

Wang Ao also bowed to Zhu Houzhao: "I have complained about His Highness the Crown Prince before. Now His Highness the Crown Prince protects the country and the people are convinced."

Da filial piety is economical and has also killed the thief chief.

These factors are superimposed.

No one thinks that His Highness the Crown Prince is just playing tricks for a while, rather than leaving the prison and committing suicide.

The literati and officials recognized this.

Liu Jian and Xie Qian couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. In the past, they always said that they were naughty and naughty. Now they know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has great highlights, which is amazing.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but put her hands on her face, and her face turned red with excitement.

Fang Jifan looked at him again and knew that Zhu Houzhao must have been dead. He stood behind him and pulled his back suddenly.

Zhu Houguang understood and put down his hand again.

Lao Fang's aspect is simply a ready-made textbook.

Zhu Houzhao spoke in a modest tone: "This is nothing, but I am very ashamed. I only made some contributions, but I was so exaggerated by my masters. Most of these contributions are the result of the father's sage virtues and the soldiers' lives."

Thinking about it...

Another sentence was added: "It's thanks to Jifan, who taught me a little bit of it."

Fang Jifan immediately said, "Shame, ashamed, you don't teach the prince, what's wrong? His prince has become a talented person. His prince is too modest. I am not as good as His prince!"

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