The capital, late at night.
Li Shi Min was thinking about how to defend the city tomorrow.
Halfway through his thoughts, he suddenly realized that he had become illusory!
As if his soul had left his body, he slowly rose from Zhu Qiyu's body.
His entire body began to weaken, as if he could not breathe.
He was like a fish that had jumped out of the water and was stranded, helplessly lying on the ground with difficulty breathing.
He was not far from death.
After a long time, everything returned to normal.
"Huff huff!"
Li Shi Min took a deep breath as if he had just escaped death.
At the same time, images appeared in his mind.
Liu Chan appointed Yue Fei, and the scene of harmony between the monarch and his subjects.
Liu Chan treated the generals well, and Li Qiong and others returned to Shouzhou to fight to the death.
Liu Chan mobilized his army to kill 100,000 enemies and suppress the civil servants.
Seeing this, Li Shi Min was shocked.
"What level is Liu Chan at? You actually want to live another life like me?"
When it was still Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shichen had once evaluated Liu Chan.
Liu Chan was a common monarch, Fei Yi was a middle-class prime minister, the survival of these two people, of course, has nothing to do with the rise and fall of the country.
In his eyes, the other party was just a mediocre monarch.
It wasn't that good, nor was it that bad. It was just average.
However, it was such a person who quickly achieved achievements that surpassed him after living another life.
Not only did they quickly repel the enemy, but they also won the hearts of many generals.
"Recently, I've been too relaxed."
Li Shi Min began to reflect on himself.
He didn't seem to have done anything too eye-catching.
Previously, from governing the country to ascending the throne, it was all pushed by Yu Qian and the other ministers.
He himself went with the flow.
In other words, if he did nothing, the preparations for the ascension of the country and the defense of the city would not be much worse.
On the other hand, the Liu Chan in his memories was clearly different from the enemy.
He was willing to take the risk and personally go to the front line to organize a large-scale counterattack.
Even though there were many flaws, there were many bright spots.
"I can't let Liu Chan be faster than me!"
Li Shi Min cherished this chance to live another life.
He didn't want Liu Chan to replace him.
Li Shimin had yet to take a closer look at Ming Dynasty's territory.
How could he admit defeat just like that!
Because of Liu Chan, Li Shimin's heart had been burning with fighting spirit for a long time!
He immediately ordered outside.
"Men, send me the war reports of Wala over the years!”
"Understood!"
Before this, he was still a little leisurely, but now he was serious.
Know the enemy well, know the enemy well, and you'll win a hundred battles.
Li Shimin focused on the Wala Grand Preceptor Yexian who was leading the army south.
Ten years ago, Yexian took over the throne and called himself the Grand Tutor King Huai. A few years later, he annexed the various tribes of the Mongol Empire.
Before this, the grassland tribes were divided into three parts.
The Wala and Mongol tribes that were competing with each other, followed by the Wuliangha Three Guards that were subdued by the court in Liaodong.
He would first use his own strength to take back all the remaining grassland tribes.
The ones attacking the Great Ming in the south were these three forces.
It could also be said that most of the grassland tribes were involved.
He had also spent a month convincing them to organize this massive counterattack.
They intended to restore the glory of the grasslands and the rule of the Yuan Dynasty!
"Interesting."
Li Shi Min started to understand the enemies outside the city.
This was an ambitious person.
The other party wanted to become a figure like Temujin and Genghis Khan!
This was an advantage that could push him forward.
However, in Li Shi Min's eyes, ambition was sometimes a fatal weakness!
He immediately had an idea.
……
Outside the capital.
A small group of Wala cavalry quickly passed by the city.
Clearly, they were here to investigate the enemy's situation.
Outside the nine city gates, there were similar small groups of cavalry.
After that, these people all returned to the Wala military camp in the distance to report the situation.
Inside the tent.
An ashen-faced Wala general knelt on the ground, his face full of shame.
The Grand Preceptor also stood on the top without saying a word.
"Grand Preceptor, wise people are cunning!"
The person kneeling was the vanguard who had brought hundreds of cavalrymen back.
He originally wanted to be the first to leave the arena and make a great contribution.
However, he never thought that a single mistake would cause the loss of four thousand cavalrymen!
Ye Xian remained silent.
He looked straight at the other party, his eyes seemed to be saying.
A defeated general, losing soldiers and generals was so cowardly.
You know what to do!
After a long time, the vanguard felt even more ashamed.
He got up and walked out of the tent, then committed suicide.
Fresh blood flew and splattered onto the corners of the tent.
The battle had yet to begin, but the smell of blood was already thick.
"Grand Preceptor!"
Polo, who was in charge of investigating the military situation, walked in. He was Yexian's younger brother.
"How do wise people set up defenses?"
"The cavalrymen have investigated. The Ming people have placed more than 100,000 troops outside the city.
It seems that they are preparing to fight for defense."
It had to be said that this was an excellent defensive method.
Even Yexian and Polo felt the same way.
It would be better to have all the troops stay in the city.
After all, if one gate was broken, the morale of the soldiers at the other gates would definitely plummet.
"It looks like the capital won't be easy to fight. We originally had fifty thousand men, but now we've lost five thousand.”
The Grand Preceptor was also confident that he could defeat all the Ming soldiers in the wilderness.
However, the defenders had the capital at their back and could provide reinforcements at any time.
The Wala army could even attack from both inside and outside.
The situation became tricky.
"Grand Preceptor, should we use a wise emperor?”
The first person Polo thought of was Zhu Qizhen, who he had not been satisfied with.
Previously, he had relied on this person to overcome all obstacles.
"We can give it a try!"
He first thought of something and then found a brush and ink.
"Who is in charge of defense?”
"I think his name is Yu Qian, Minister of War.”
Polo replied.
"Civil officials?"
Those who were writing also stopped writing, as if they hadn't expected that their opponents weren't generals.
"It doesn't matter. Send someone to deliver the letter.
Just say that we want to return their emperor and exchange it with a huge amount of gold and silver treasures.
As for the special envoy, let Yu Qian come over.”
First, he was talented in military affairs, and even more so in politics!
He used Zhu Qizhen's card to the fullest.
"Great plan, Grand Preceptor!"
Polo said in surprise.
"Let's try.
Then we'll attack the city. The Ming army's elites have all been wiped out in the Tumu Fortress.
These things in front of him were just pieced together and were not worth worrying about.”
He walked out of the tent and looked at the brightly lit capital.
His heart was filled with pride!
His own foundation might have to start from here.
The capital was once the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.
Now, it was time to return the favor!
"Grand Preceptor is wise. The other side is just a group of clay chickens and pottery dogs.
Maybe in a few hours, they would be able to take it down!”
Polo's heart was filled with worship.
The victory of the Earthwood Fortress gave all the grassland tribes great confidence.
He had already won 500,000 yuan. What else could he not win?
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