Chapter 11: The Heaven of Immortality (One)

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much will it be known about the past? The building was windy again last night. My hometown was unbearable to look back at the moonlight. The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red faces change. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward." A song under the beauty's tent, two lines of tears in the king's hall. The Tuogustimuer held a glass of wine, and his eyes were hazy. The evening breeze rolled up the snow particles and hit the glass window, making a sound.

The poems of the Han people say that the sky and August are flying snow. It is September now, and the north of the desert is yellow. The herdsmen outside Beihelin City seize the time to slaughter old or weak animals and bury the meat under the autumn snow to store. The cattle and sheep that survived under the butcher knife desperately chewed the last bit of weed on the ground. After this month, the entire desert grassland will be a world of ice and snow, and there will be no vitality in the wild.

The room was a little hot, and outside, the water tanker of the water stove smuggled from Peking made a slap. According to the workers tied from Zhongyuan, it was a natural sound when the water boiled. Tuogustimuer felt irritated when he heard this sound and wanted to let someone remove the water stove immediately. But this was obviously an impulsive idea. Without the water stove, he could feel uncomfortable with his physique.

"It would be great if I was still in the Central Plains, and I don't have to suffer this life."

Tuogus Temur missed the arrival of the capital, which did not come so early. September should still be golden autumn, and the autumn in the Central Plains is so beautiful and long. At this time of year, the tribute crabs from Jiangnan are transported to the palace along the Grand Canal. At that time, he was a prince and savored crabs with a few brothers and sisters to recite poems. It was dark. The songs he added were always praised by his father at that time, and the palace maids and women outside the palace were also sang. Even in winter, the palace was not so cold. The gilded brazier was filled with white charcoal that would not smoke and smell. There was no such an annoying "pa" or "pa" sound.

"Okay, okay, stop singing, go down, go down, go down, go down, go down, go down, go down, go down, go out, go out, go out, go out, go out, go out, go out, go out, go out, the room suddenly quieted, only her favorite concubine, Wuyun Qiqige (Flower of Wisdom) was in a sheepskin chair, blinking her big eyes in confusion. The palace was made of bricks, and it was as round as possible to imitate the Mongolian felt tents. This appearance made it impossible for the palace to be as big as the houses in the Central Plains, and there were not many rooms. The concubines usually lived in the surrounding houses, only

Several favored people could be summoned to this Golden Top Palace to enjoy Tugus Temur. But the few favorite concubines were unwilling to come here. Tugus Temur's temper became more and more strange. The day before yesterday, a concubine accidentally said the wrong thing and was ordered to drag her out of the palace to death with a horse whip. Wuyun Qiqige's brother is Yesudier, the coach of the middle lane's Nanzheng, so she only dared to pluck her courage to serve Tugus Temur. However, no one can guarantee whether Tugus Temur will remember her brother's face when he was angry.

"Your Majesty, who is making you unhappy? Can you tell me about it?" Wu Yunqiqige got up lazily from the chair, walked behind Tugusi Timur like a weak willow, gently pinching his shoulders, and making a moaning sound in his throat. Tugusi Timur likes the customs of the Han people, so the concubines also try to learn from Han women to please him. According to his standards, Wu Yunqiqige learned the most similar and tasteful, and was the most loved by Tugusi Timur. Today, this killer weapon was used and it worked.

Close your eyes and enjoy the softness on your shoulders for a while, Tuogustimuer sighed and said, "I have been restless these days, and I always feel that something is going to happen. The Semu merchant who sells goods from Zhongyuan has not been here for almost a month, and the caravan I sent out to sell goods has not come back. I am afraid there will be any major changes."

"Long live, don't worry, there is Jinshan troops blocking the east of us, and there is a war, which is the first place for them. Besides, our three armies attacked the south, how could the Han people have the ability to fight back? The merchants did not come, probably because the heavy snow suddenly came and the heavy snow was not prepared, and the road was delayed. It was cold and the little Han people would fall off when they arrived. The generals caught them and saved the knife to cut their noses." Wu Yunqiqige said a few words in a sweet and silly manner, walked to Tugustimuer, covered his nose and said in Chinese: "Long live, long live, let's go, we will never dare to come again, wuwu." The pronunciation in his mouth was really like a southern slave without a nose.

Tuogus Temur smiled, spread her hands and scraped her little nose. "You are smart, smarter than the women of Jiangsu and Zhejiang in the Han people. The dark clouds are the same. You are really my dark clouds are the same."

At this point, Tuogustimuer had to listen to it and believe it. In such cold weather, spies could not go too far. Once a blizzard occurred on the grassland, many people would be frozen. The caravan did not dare to walk in such weather. Moreover, there were also places guarded by Yingchang (North), Gezeng and other heavy troops in northeast of Helin (North), if there was any movement in the Jinshan tribe moving westward, those places would definitely send letters.

The dark clouds moaned and fell into Tuogusi Temur's arms. The long eyelashes slowly closed and shook gently under the light as their eyes slowly closed. Looking at her full apple-like face, Tuogusi Temur put his worries aside, lowered his head, and slowly kissed them.

Suddenly, a low voice came from outside the dark window. The wine cup on the table jumped slightly, and the wine inside slowly rippled.

"Ouch"! Wu Yunqiqige was thrown to the ground by her husband. She was shocked and thought that Tuogustimur was angry. She shrank into a ball on the carpet in fear, thinking about ways to avoid Long Wei.

After a while, the expected storm did not come. Dark Yun Qiqige quietly raised his head and looked at Tuogustimuer. The latter opened the carved closet, paddled it with a small piece of sheepskin, and put his ears on the water stove pipe, without realizing the high temperature coming from the pipe wall.

At this time, the dark clouds also felt the air abnormality, and the whole ground seemed to be trembling. When I leaned down, I heard a rapid and neat sound of horse hooves from the end of the carpet.

"Woo----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Long live", Wuyun Qiqige shouted in a low voice, his voice lower than that of a mosquito.

"What, I have a serious business?" Tuogus Temur was a little angry and didn't look back.

"Long live, be careful." Two tears rolled down from their big eyes, fell on the carpet, leaving a faint water stain. "Timur", the dark cloud Qiqige shouted in pain in his heart, "Timur, do you know that your danger is not just from the Han people"!

"Long live, a large group of people quickly approached Helin in the distance. It was dark and I couldn't see which one was. I have sent Deli's subordinates to investigate, and I will come back in a stick of incense." The general Mandu Latu, who was in charge of guarding Lin, stepped forward to report.

"It should be Su Ceyu's horse thief. Long live the horse thief. The horse thief has no heavy artillery, so he can take advantage of the darkness to grab the cattle and sheep of the people outside the city. When the sky is dawn, they will run away." A civil servant analyzed with great experience. In recent years, the grassland has been disturbed by Su Bi's horse team. This person is in the south and in the north, and there is no trace at all. Send a small group of troops to fight for trouble, and basically they return. As more people go, Su Bi's Mongolians ran away again. Several small tribes seem to have secretly colluded with him. Su Bi's gold and silver robbed the large tribe of gold and silver, and left enough money for the small tribe to buy roads. Su Bi's horses are mostly fighting and running away. He never attacks the city, and never dares to attack Helin, so the Mongolian officials in the capital don't take him seriously.

"You don't have to comfort me anymore. There are not so many people under Su Thief. Come and take a look with me." Tuogus Temur was wearing military uniform and ordered majestic.

The ministers answered and hugged him up to the top of the city. The night wind blew on their faces like a knife. Even though the emperor was behind them, some civil officials still shrank their necks and put their hands into their sleeves. The descendants of the Mongolians, when have you been no longer used to your hometown?

The sky was still cloudy, and the snow without moonlight could not be bright. Therefore, the specific distance between the enemy troops in the distance was unclear. On the top of the city, they could only be seen rushing northward and forest like a tide.

"It seems that Amur lost my Yingchang (Bei Yingchang, the Mongolians abandoned the grass-raised ones from Yingchang). He didn't even send out a letter, and he was even stupider than a bear. Mandu, give me a shot over there and find out the distance."

"Get orders"! General Mandu Tula sent an order, and the gunner unloaded the cannon's cannon, revealing the thick gun mouth. These cannons were cast under the guidance of Huihui craftsmen. They were made of copper bones and iron tires, with steel rings at key parts, weighing more than 3,000 pounds, and the range was much further than the original cannon, and the amount of fire consumed was also very large. Helin City had more than fifty doors, and they were usually wrapped in oil-soaked deer skin, for fear of rusting in the wind and rain. After a while, the gunner came forward to report that the fire was loaded and requested the cannon. Mandu Latu asked the emperor and ministers to hide in the distant city tower and waved their hands to issue the order to fire the cannon.

"Boom", a flame rushed out of the cannon and landed in the snow four miles away outside the city. The snow was lifted up, and the autumn grass below was ignited by the remaining fire. The flame suddenly rose and was soon flooded by the melted snow water.

The opponent also saw the power of this gun and stopped four miles away. With the rhythmic drum sound, the dazzling command lights kept changing the signals, making the Mongolian monarch and ministers at Helin City inexplicably depressed.

"Can our cannons be farther away? Add more fire to me and blast them hard." Tuogustimur was furious when he saw his opponent not taking him seriously.

Huihui craftsman, who tried the cannon together, moved his mouth and muttered a few words. Mandu Tula gently walked to Tugustimur and whispered to him, "Long live, that Huihui said, it's useless to hit far away, and it's not possible to hit far away, and it's not safe to install too much fire."

"Get me and shoot at the crowd, I don't believe that I can't hit one"!

Mandu Tula looked at Tugustimur's face and did not dare to talk nonsense. He called the gunner and sent the order to install more fire. Then he carefully asked all the ministers and generals to support the emperor in the city tower to rest and stay away from the artillery, so as not to hurt his ears.

"Boom"! "Boom"! "Boom"! The sound of artillery bombardment sounded one after another, and the shells flew towards the direction of the Ming army with flames. The low-level generals of the Ming army judged the direction based on the trajectory of the shells, and directed the soldiers to calmly avoid the bullet points and slowly retreated.

The dead grass burned violently, dried up the snow, and lit a large piece of flame, lying across the Ming army and the city wall like a long dragon.

Several Ming soldiers took advantage of the fact that the chief general did not see it and secretly reached out to the flames to keep warm, which attracted a kind laugh. Zhen Yao led the soldiers of the medical camp to shuttle nervously between the teams and lifted the accidentally injured backwards.

"Boom", with a violent explosion, a cannon on the top of the city exploded due to too much charge. A corner of the city was destroyed by blue bricks. The Mongolian soldiers on the top of the city were shocked and quickly used sacks filled with stones to block the gap. The other gunners did not dare to add more fire, and turned their heads to the direction of the city tower.

"Forget it, just push them away." The owner of the city tower finally realized the situation and gave orders unwillingly.

The cannon sound stopped, and the wildfire outside the city became even more intense, which made the generals on both sides see each other's faces in the telescope.

It was Zhenbei Army, the Zhenbei Army of King Yan. Mandu Tula recognized his opponent from the colorful clothes, and felt a chill in his heart. An ominous premonition surged in his heart. It was not Su Ceyu's harassing force, which was more than five times that of the Su army. It continued to drive from the east and began to camp outside the range of artillery fire at the city. They should be the main force of Zhenbei Army. How could they pass through the Jinshan army? Why did the 300,000 people blinded? Why did Yingchang lose it silently? What was going on?

"Report to the general, the spy is back and is at the city." A young general guarding the gate came up to report.

"Hold it up, don't open the city gate." Mandu Tula is very dedicated and is cautious in his actions.

The soldiers hung a large basket from the top of the city and pulled a warrior covered in blood up. With the help of the soldiers, the warrior slowly climbed out of the basket and moved to Mandu Tula.

"Amur"!, Mandu Tula finally recognized the blood-covered face under the bandage.

"Take me to see the emperor, hurry up, take me to see the emperor," said Amur, the guard general of Beiyingchang, panting.

Tula, Mandu, dared not neglect and led the latter into the city tower. Before Tugustimur asked, Amur knelt down in front of the emperor with a "thump", and cried: "Long live, I am incompetent, I will throw Yingchang away, you kill me. I was the southerner who sent you a letter. The Jinshan tribe surrendered, Lao Guantong took the entire tribe away, and left more than a thousand warriors to help the Han people trick me into opening my city gate. Yingchang was lost, and all the cities on the east side of Lin were lost."
Chapter completed!