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Chapter 114 Foreigners' Taro

On the Mobei grassland, the roar of artillery continued to be heard.

Ye Xian felt very melancholy, because the Ming army's style of play was so stable. Every time they would send small groups of troops with light artillery to harass them. If they fought back, they would use the main force.

If you ignore it or retreat, the other party will continue to harass you and you will not have peace for a moment.

Moreover, after the Ming army gained the advantage, they were not greedy for merit. Each time, they moved their positions forward ten or eight miles and then set up camp.

Then, a small group of troops will continue to manipulate your mentality, and a large army will suppress the formation.

Faced with such a steady attack, the Wala army retreated steadily.

Before I knew it, I had already retreated to the banks of the Kerulen River. If I retreated further, I would almost see the Onon River.

However, the Ming army continued to build camps in the rear, moved the people out of the customs, and stationed garrison troops. It was almost impossible to sneak attack on the grain and grass in the rear.

On his side, the troops were constantly being depleted, with only less than 100,000 of the 150,000 horses left.

It can be seen that the goal of the Ming army is not to win or lose this battle at all, but to completely occupy the grassland.

This battle was fought too cowardly!

At night, the Chinese army's tent was first opened.

All officers above the centurion level were called over and an emergency meeting was held.

"The Ming army is determined not to leave this time. The situation has become very critical, and it is even related to the life and death of our troops. Don't be restrained. If you have any ideas, just speak openly."

Everyone had been holding back their anger for a long time. At the moment, everyone was talking to each other, and the discussion was very intense. However, most of them had the same idea, to fight the Ming army decisively!

Ye Xian's face was heavy and he thought to himself, "If I can fight, do I need to ask you?"

"I understand everyone's opinions, but the firepower of the Ming army is too fierce. This matter needs long-term consideration!"

Seeing the Khan's hesitation, everyone couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"Grand Master, the Ming army has reached our doorstep, should we just keep retreating like this?"

Ye Xian frowned and said, "Even if we have to fight, it's not now. Is there any movement over there in Tuotuo Buhua?"

"Our exploration horse was blocked by the Ming army and was unable to contact the Dayan tribe."

The Dayan tribe is the Tatar tribe. In the Ming Dynasty, Eastern Mongolia was called Tatar, and Mongolia was called Oara.

The Walas called themselves Oirat, and the Tatars were called Dayan.

The Tatars call themselves Yuan Orthodox or Mongolian Orthodox. No matter how powerful Oara is, in the eyes of the Tatars, only the blood of the Golden Family is qualified to become the overlord of the grasslands.

He thought for a while and finally made up his mind and said: "At this point, our army has no retreat. Send an order to all the men in the grassland who are over fourteen years old and under sixty years old to go into battle and fight the Ming army."

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There is no way to retreat, only a last-ditch fight.

After winning the battle, the army went south and approached the capital. There was the fertile Central Plains with countless women and food.

If you lose...

I didn’t dare to think about it yet.

In the desert, those who hold high positions are those who are brave.

This battle is a matter of life and death.

Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Qizhen, I thought you were just an ignorant baby emperor, but I didn’t expect that you made me look down upon!

Life or death depends on this final battle.

What I didn't know first was that Yu Qian was in charge of commanding the Ming army formation, because Zhu Qizhen had already run away.

Three days ago, a memorial from Wang Zuo, the Minister of Household Affairs, was sent to the front line, saying that potatoes were found, and now he has personally led people to Yumuchuan.

Zhu Qizhen was immediately very excited. If he could get potatoes, the problem of immigrating to the grassland would be completely solved.

Now that the morale of the Ming army is high, and Yu Qian's command is as stable as an old dog, there is no point in staying on the front line by himself. He might as well go to the rear and see how the construction progress outside the pass is going.

All the way south, a camp was built every ten miles. The buildings were all made of cement concrete, which was very efficient.

Yumuchuan Camp has been built into a town. People are distributing grain and reclaiming wasteland. The once deserted grassland has begun to come to life.

Wang Zuo, the Minister of Household Affairs, together with Wu Canghai and others, have been waiting for many days.

Zhu Qizhen looked at the potatoes in front of him with interest, and then the smile on his face gradually solidified.

Wang Zuo asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with this thing...?"

Zhu Qizhen scratched his head and asked: "Is this a potato?"

"This, this..."

Seeing that something was wrong, Wang Zuo suddenly became nervous and secretly glanced at Wu Canghai, saying to himself, "You have tricked me!"

Wu Canghai had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Sinner Wu Canghai, long live my emperor!"

"Guilty people?" Zhu Qizhen asked puzzledly, "What crime is there?"

Wu Canghai hurriedly replied: "The guilty people are from Guanzhong, Shaanxi. Ten years ago, there was a severe drought in Shaanxi and there was no harvest. The guilty people were desperate and became refugees. Later, I met several smugglers in Quanzhou and followed them to sea. It turns out that

I didn’t dare to use my name anymore, so I gave myself a new name, Wu Canghai.”

This time Wu Canghai learned his lesson and didn't mention anything about robbing the granaries of wealthy households in the county. He only said that he went to sea for smuggling to make a living.

Sure enough, Zhu Qizhen didn't care about his experience, but asked: "So, you found this thing?"

Wang Zuo was extremely nervous. It could be seen that the emperor attached great importance to potatoes, and there seemed to be something wrong with the thing Wu Canghai got...

"In the years since Sinmin went to sea, he got to know some traders from Southeast Asia. Sinmin bought these from foreigners at a high price. They say they are called potatoes. I don't know if they are potatoes as the Emperor mentioned."

"Potato?"

Hearing a clanging sound, Zhu Qizhen pulled out the sword from his waist with his backhand. Wang Zuo and Wu Canghai were immediately frightened and fell to the ground, not daring to express their anger.

At this moment, Wang Zuo felt regretful. If he couldn't find it, he just said he couldn't find it. Now it's fine. It was self-defeating.

Zhu Qizhen held up his sword and cut the potato in front of him, then picked it up and took a bite.

Yam, as the name suggests, is the taro that foreigners eat. Well...it's really taro!

"These are not potatoes, they are taro. They are just bigger than the ones we have here."

Zhu Qizhen raised his head and found that the two of them were trembling on the ground. He asked in surprise: "Wang Aiqing, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Zuo was thinking about how to put the responsibility on Wu Canghai. When the emperor said this, he felt a little relieved.

It turned out to be a false alarm and I was scared to death!

"The emperor said this is not a potato, but... a taro?"

"Yes, it's taro!"

Zhu Qizhen sighed. The yield of this kind of taro must be very good, but it is a pity that it is not cold-resistant and can only be promoted in the south.

Wang Zuo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and said: "I am incompetent and can't find potatoes. Please punish me by the emperor!"

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