Chapter 446 Hu Shanxiang 37
On the night when the military reports and family letters sent by the prince were sent out, Mahamu's most trusted grandson suddenly died. Knowing that the incident was closely related to the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he became more and more fearful in addition to his grief and anger.
Mahamu, who had long lain dormant in the Ming Dynasty, had once resolved to risk everything for the sake of his homeland and his tribe. He had only thought of this one battle, and he would fight with all his might, fearless even if he died. As long as the fire burned, the roots of the grassland would not be severed.
However, Mahamu, who had lived in the Ming Dynasty for a long time, never expected that these experiences would lead to his downfall. His blind confidence in his grandson and the Ming Dynasty's so-called ritualistic and ceremonial rules led him to lose his pride. He never imagined that the flame of his Oirat people would be destroyed by the enemy's despicable tactics.
Mahamu was a true hero, fearless of death and even less of eternal infamy. On this grassland, he believed only in himself, and besides himself, only his grandson, Yesen, could carry on his legacy.
And now, his grandson is dead.
It seems that this battle really needs to be replanned carefully.
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Before the battle of Hulan Hushiwen was over, the emperor received a military report and a letter from home.
Zhu Zhanji was in his tent maintaining his knives when he was called over. Fearing that something had gone wrong with military affairs, Zhu Zhanji hurried over. As soon as he opened the tent, he heard the old man's full-bodied laughter:
"Hahaha, I think if we fight this battle faster, we might be able to return by the end of June."
Zhu Zhanji was feeling strange after hearing this. Didn't his grandfather say before that we should proceed steadily and cautiously? Why did he say that we should proceed faster now?
Zhu Di had already seen him and waved him hurriedly: "Boy, are you standing there waiting for me to treat you? Come over here."
"Hey, Grandpa, your orders."
"Stop playing tricks here. Do you know what I want to say by calling you over here?"
The Crown Prince's mind raced. Everything was normal today, the only difference being the arrival of his father's memorial. But his grandfather usually looked unhappy when he received his father's letter. It was because the Crown Prince always tried to dampen the emperor's occasional gloom, and his two brainless uncles kept fanning the flames. He had even been in trouble a few times in recent days.
But apart from this, there is nothing else?
"Grandpa, this... I really can't guess, just tell me."
"Children have no patience. How can you be a father in the future if you're like this? Won't you teach my great-grandson to be a monkey too?"
Zhu Di laughed and berated him from head to toe. In the past, Zhu Zhanji would have been filled with dissatisfaction, but today he was as stunned as a wooden stake. After a long while, he opened his mouth with trembling lips and said, "Grandpa, what did you just say?"
"Why, your ears aren't working at such a young age?" Zhu Di teased, but he repeated with rare patience, "The Crown Prince has sent a letter home, saying your wife is three months pregnant. My child, you're going to be a father."
"I-I'm going to be a father? I'm going to be a father!"
An indescribable feeling instantly enveloped him. Zhu Zhanji stuttered when he spoke and looked at his grandfather with hope on his face. Finally, he got the letter from his grandfather.
The message took up only two columns on the thin piece of paper, yet he read it countless times, carefully considering every word. An urgent desire enveloped him, making Zhu Zhanji wish he could grow a pair of wings like A Tian so he could fly to Shanxiang.
"Well... let's calculate the dates. If we can return to the capital by the end of June, maybe we can catch up and see your child for the first time."
Zhu Di stroked his beard and looked at him sideways: "I just don't know if this kid has this luck."
Zhu Zhanji:!
His desire to conquer the Tatars, Oirat, Arutai, and Uriankhai in one fell swoop had never been so urgent. If his fighting spirit could be embodied, he would probably set the entire grassland on fire.
Unfortunately, excessive joy can easily lead to sorrow, and the ups and downs of life are just a matter of a moment's manipulation of fate.
A month ago, the army, under the leadership of the emperor, won the battle of Hulan Hushiwen. The prince's bravery was not only praised by the emperor and the generals, but even his two old uncles were shocked by his fearless bravery.
"I say... this wolf cub is getting more and more crazy after seeing blood? He's been soaked in blood for three days and three nights straight, and he still hasn't withdrawn." The King of Han folded his hands and nudged the King of Zhao. "I calculate that in two days, he will kill himself without us having to do anything. By then, the eldest brother's position as crown prince will be over."
Upon hearing this, the King of Zhao rolled his eyes at his second brother. "You're really good at making false promises. Is that wolf cub the kind of person who harms others and benefits himself? Haven't you noticed that his prestige in the military camp has been rising recently? The Crown Prince leads the troops, and look at those soldiers below. They're all secretly happy to follow him."
The King of Han was a little skeptical: "Are you saying that he is deliberately putting on a show? No way, with the Emperor here, if he is so straightforward, isn't he afraid that we will complain like we did a few days ago?"
"Complain? Who? Or me? To tell you the truth, even if that wolf cub were to complain about himself, let alone us two princes, I wouldn't turn my back on him." Prince Zhao chuckled. As the head of intelligence, he immediately told his second brother the 'good news':
"The Crown Prince's Consort is so capable that she's already waiting for the Crown Prince to return home and become his father. Our eldest nephew is a father for the first time, and he's just hoping the war is over quickly so he can return home and reunite with his family? That's a ready-made excuse."
King Zhao shook his head. "My dear second brother, you're still dreaming. His position is becoming increasingly stable. You've only seen him fight so hard these past two days, but why don't you see how cautious he is every time he goes into battle? Not to mention, this kid was personally trained by this old man."
"I have a grandson's wife who saved my life. I'll have a baby soon, and I'll be able to enjoy the pleasure of having four generations living under one roof. Second brother, some things are just fate."
As soon as the two men finished speaking, they heard someone come to report that the Tatar Toghtobuhua had come to see them. They hurriedly dispersed, and after a while they gathered again in the central army tent.
Just after they followed the emperor in ridiculing the Tatar Toghtobukha, things began to take a turn for the worse.
First, Yu Qian was almost abducted by the leader of the Oirat Mongols. Then, when attacking the main force of the Tatars, a strong wind suddenly hit. The soldiers were blinded by the wind and sand, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. Although the Crown Prince took the lead in stabilizing the morale of the army, the subsequent heavy rain directly destroyed the Shenji Camp.
Then, Aluta, who had been watching closely from the side, finally couldn't bear it any longer and sent out his cavalry to frequently harass the grain route.
However, in comparison, the Ming army did not lose this battle, but compared with the previous ones, the casualties and losses were incomparable.
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