Ming: I am fake, walking on thin ice

Chapter 226 Demon Queen: At this moment, I can’t stop
Kuoluan Lake, the main camp of the Ming army.

Yang Guifang was in the central army tent, looking at the latest intelligence, thinking about the next move. The spies had not yet found Yesen. At this time, Zhu Yong came in with Bo Lai.

"Old friend, I guess you must have brought us good news." Yang Guifang smiled.

Bolai snorted, walked to the hanging map, pointed to a place and said, "We don't know where Yesen is exactly, but we know Boyan is here."

Boyan, Yesen's younger brother, was Yesen's strongest assistant. Yang Guifang hurried to the map, looked at it for a while and asked, "How many people did Boyan bring?"

Bo Lai shook his head: "I don't know!"

"You don't want to say it?" Yang Guifang said coldly.

"I really don't know." Bolai spread his hands. "Although we are also from the Oirat tribe, our conflicts with Yesen are no less than yours. In fact, we are more eager to see him die. That's why Yesen didn't take us with him, and he was even less likely to tell us his whereabouts. We found out Boyan's location on our own. However, I don't know how many people he brought with him. According to convention, Boyan would lead Yesen's strongest cavalry, estimated to be 50,000 people."

Zhu Qizhen looked at him with a half-smile, then reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Very good, old friend, this is a good start."

"May the general win a great victory." Bo Lai bowed and walked out.

After Zhu Yong watched him go out, he came to the map and asked, "General, can you trust his words?"

"We can only believe part of it. That Boyan must be here. Alazhiyuan must hope that we can kill Boyan and cut off Yesen's arm." Yang Guifang frowned, "But we can't believe how many troops Boyan brought with him. Alazhiyuan hopes that both we and Yesen will suffer losses, and he will be the one to end it in the end."

Zhu Yong's eyes were filled with fighting spirit: "General, let me go."

Yang Guifang pondered for a while and nodded: "Okay, take the Shenji Battalion with you. I will lead the army to your right wing to prevent Boyan from escaping into the desert and to prevent Yesen from coming out of the desert."

"Yes." Zhu Yong took the order and left.

……

On this day, the sky seemed to be weighed down by heavy leaden clouds, and a dull atmosphere enveloped the entire Mobei land, leaving only a gray and hazy scene. The cold wind blew through the air, stirring up gusts of dust.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly, and then a majestic momentum surged from afar. It was the 50,000-strong army led by Zhu Yong, which was like an unstoppable torrent, breaking the silence and sweeping past with the force of thunder. Wherever the cavalry stepped on, grass and dust flew.

Then, a clear and loud neigh of a horse pierced the sky. Zhu Yong tightened the reins in his hand, and his majestic warhorse immediately raised its front hooves and stood proudly. This action, like a silent order, spread throughout the army in an instant. The 50,000-man army seemed to be tightly connected by an invisible bond and stopped in unison, leaving only the panting of horses and the fluttering of flags in the wind.

"They are coming!" Zhu Yong looked up.

The iron hooves were like thunder, and the Wala cavalry in the distance swept in like a great tide, with a momentum as majestic as a mountain. The leader, Bayan, suddenly reined in his horse, and the whole army stopped. Behind him was also an army of 50,000, with swords and spears like a forest. The position where he stopped was the best distance for the cavalry to charge.

The two armies faced each other, and a war was about to break out.

Zhu Yonggao sat on his horse and squinted his eyes. The guards beside him were suddenly startled, raised their hands and pointed, saying, "General, there is a Rakshasa ghost."

The left wing of the opposing Wala army was obviously different. Not only were their horses very tall, but the men were also half a head taller than the Wala people, and had brown hair and eyes.

"What Rakshasa ghost? They are all human beings." Zhu Yong said loudly, "You know foreigners, right? They are also human beings, just of a different species."

He was secretly shocked because Yang Guifang had told him that these hairy bears were extremely powerful because they were tall and strong.

"Shenji Camp, get ready." He gave the order.

When they were still in training, the Emperor had told them about the "Three Axes Combat". No matter who the opponent was, if they used these three axes well, they could sweep the world. The so-called three axes were not unfamiliar to the Ming army, because this was the battle method used by Emperor Taizong when he swept across Mobei.

Compared with the time of Emperor Taizong, muskets and artillery are more advanced, with longer range and greater power. As a time traveler, Zhu Qizhen knew that this method of warfare was extremely advanced. More than 300 years later, Napoleon in Europe also used a similar method of warfare: first bombard with cannons, then cavalry, and finally infantry. The so-called artillery and cavalry combination tactics swept across Europe.

The Wala army had not changed much. For hundreds of years, they still held up their scimitars, howled like wolves, and charged forward on horseback. In their view, as long as they rushed into the enemy's formation, it would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

boom! boom! boom!
The Ming army opened fire decisively. The improved Hongwu cannon was more powerful than the Portuguese Francois cannon. The artillery fire fell like thunder and exploded directly among the charging Wala army.

Horses and men were flying, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, dust and smoke rose up, and in a blink of an eye, the battlefield was blurred. The moment the shells fell, the bodies of the Wala soldiers were instantly torn apart, limbs flew, and blood flowed. Those Mao Xiong people wearing heavy armor had never seen such a scene. They were blown off their horses, their armor was broken, and their flesh was bloody.

"Three thousand battalions, charge!" Zhu Yong saw that it was almost time, so he raised his arm and smashed down.

The elite cavalry behind him had been eager to fight, and they rushed out on horseback, rushing towards the enemy army that was in disarray. The Wala army, whose formation was in chaos, had no time to reorganize its defense before the long swords of the Ming cavalry had already fallen.

"Rakshasa ghost, nothing more than that." Zhu Yong sneered.

He waved his hand violently, and the infantrymen behind him went up to start harvesting. The outcome of this battle was decided.

……

At this moment, the Onon River.

The left wing of the Ming army camped here. Yu Qian took Wang Yue to climb a small hill and overlooked the endless grassland in front of them.

"General, according to the intelligence from the central army, they are hiding in the desert." Wang Yue looked puzzled, "How can they hide in the desert? There is no water."

Yu Qian shook his head: "We don't know the terrain, maybe there is something else in the desert. But you are right about one thing, it is a desert after all, how long can he hide?"

"General, the fact that Yesen dared to hide shows that he has made sufficient preparations," said Wang Yue.

"He is just waiting for us to run out of food and grass." Yu Qian snorted coldly, "So, we have to help him force it out."

Wang Yue's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and he asked, "Can't we take the initiative to go in?"

"Yesen is just waiting for us to go in." Yu Qian spread his hands, "We are not in a hurry now. Tuotuo will give us a surprise. In Mobei, Tuotuo hopes to destroy Yesen more than we do."

Wang Yue smiled and nodded: "Yes, Tuotuo has formed an alliance with us. When our army enters Mobei, he will not miss the opportunity to destroy Yesen."

Yu Qian looked at the horizon, which seemed to be a mountain in the clouds. His eyes were full of longing: "That must be Langjuxu Mountain, where Huo Qubing was conferred the title of Langjuxu."

"General, this time, we can do it too." Wang Yue said excitedly, "This time is different. We have the strongest Shenji Battalion in a thousand years, with muskets and cannons. We can blow up their sacred mountain."

Yu Qian's face darkened and he sighed, "Musketeers and artillery can indeed scare them and help us win this battle. However, the more people die on this grassland, the harder it will be to subdue the people of Mobei. Didn't Emperor Taizong fail to subdue them in his five expeditions to Mobei?"

Wang Yue didn’t understand and thought, what should I do then?
Yu Qian wanted not only to win the battle, but also to win the hearts of the people outside the Great Wall.

……

Three days later, there was a lake somewhere in the desert.

Yesen's camp was here. In the central army tent, Yesen was drinking with Ulukhi from the Golden Horde. Yesen drank a bowl of wine and laughed: "The Ming army outside can only hold out for another month at most. By then, they will be exhausted. As they say in the art of war, 'War is all about courage. The first blow is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. When they are exhausted, we are full, so we can defeat them.' Hahaha, by then, as long as we destroy their 500,000 elite troops, we can march south to the capital."

Wuluhei laughed along and raised his glass: "Let's go south to the Central Plains together. There are countless wealth and beauties there, hahahaha."

The two were drinking happily when the door of the tent was suddenly opened and two bloody men rushed in. Yesen was horrified and stood up suddenly: "Boyan, Ivan, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Boyan knelt down and cried, "Great Khan, we encountered the Ming army. Fifty thousand soldiers were completely wiped out!"

"What?" Yesen almost staggered.

"The 10,000 people I led out with me are all dead." Ivan said in a terrified tone, "The artillery of the Ming army is too terrifying. They are not human, but devils, devils."

Wuluhei patted Ivan's shoulder heavily and said in a deep voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you scared?"

Ivan immediately shut up. He followed Ulukhei out to make a fortune.

Yesen was the first to calm down. He said in a deep voice, "We are still here with our elite troops. We have a chance. Next, we need to continue hiding until the Ming army is exhausted. How can they bear the climate of Mobei when they come from the Central Plains? In another month, they will not be able to bear it without our fighting."

"Yes, we can still win." Boyan nodded.

He is worthy of being Yesen's biggest assistant, and he did not forget to cooperate with Yesen at this time.

……

Capital city, Changchun Palace.

Xianfei lazily lay on the soft mat. The maid beside her peeled fresh fruit and handed it to her mouth. She lazily opened her mouth and ate it, frowning: "If it weren't for your majesty's advice to eat more fruit, I really wouldn't want to eat it."

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice came, "Your Majesty has arrived." The maid stood up to help her. As soon as she stood up, Zhu Qizhen came in and said, "Quick, sit down, no need to bow."

"Yes." Concubine Xian smiled slightly and sat down slowly.

Zhu Qizhen looked around and waved his hand: "All of you leave."

All the eunuchs and palace maids retreated. Concubine Xian was slightly startled, looked at Zhu Qizhen and asked, "What secret do you want to tell me, Your Majesty?"

Zhu Qizhen pondered for a moment and said, "There is something that you will know sooner or later even if I don't tell you. Well, it's better for me to tell you in person to avoid any misunderstandings and you thinking too much."

"What's the matter?" Concubine Xian reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, her face tense, feeling that it was not going to be a good thing.

"I have stripped the Duke of Ying of his title and put him under house arrest," Zhu Qizhen said.

The virtuous concubine turned pale instantly and asked, "Your Majesty, will you... kill him?"

"No!" Zhu Qizhen stretched out his hand to support her and said, "I locked him up. My target is the Junshan Society. I want to make the Junshan Society nervous. The Duke of Ying can't influence me now. It doesn't matter whether I kill him or not."

The virtuous concubine breathed a sigh of relief and knelt down directly: "I thank your majesty."

"I will not touch anyone else in the Duke of Ying's mansion, don't worry." Zhu Qizhen said, "Don't think too much, just rest assured and take care of your baby."

The virtuous concubine pursed her red lips, snuggled in his arms, and said softly: "I will listen to your majesty, and my family will also listen to your majesty." She remembered the conversation she had with her grandfather before she got married.

"Grandpa, we need a self-torture tactic to save our Zhang family."

"Jingshu, this is really unfair to you."

"No, my granddaughter will not feel wronged."

She secretly said in her heart, I'm sorry, Grandpa, it was your granddaughter who deceived you. To save the Zhang family, you can only turn to the fake emperor, because you brought the fake emperor back. Once the orthodox emperor comes back, even if he doesn't kill you, the whole court will not let you go. Because someone has to be responsible and take the blame.

……

After Zhu Qizhen coaxed Concubine Xian to sleep, he went to see Concubine De and then went to the Ministry of War. Because of the Battle of Mobei, he would come to the Ministry of War every night during this period, and sometimes there would be urgent reports.

The person on duty at the Ministry of War tonight was Duke of Jing Chen Mao, an old man in his eighties who looked very energetic. When he saw Zhu Qizhen coming in, he quickly stood up to pay his respects, but Zhu Qizhen waved his hand to excuse him.

"That's not right." Zhu Qizhen sniffed his nose, "Duke Jing, have you been drinking secretly again?"

Chen Mao's face turned red, and he raised a gourd awkwardly and said, "Your Majesty, you have a very good nose. I have replaced the tea in the gourd with wine. You have to keep it a secret for me. I can't concentrate on guard duty at night without drinking some wine."

Zhu Qizhen was very upset: "Old Duke, I will pretend that I didn't see it, but you should drink less."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chen Mao raised the gourd and took a sip. "I am under control. The imperial physician forbade me to drink. Of course, I understand that it is for my health. I also want to live a few more years. Recently, I heard the kids talking about foreign countries. This world is very big. I will keep this old life to see the day when the great empire on which the sun never sets will be established."

"Hahaha." Zhu Qizhen sat down opposite Chen Mao, "I think you are very strong. Drink less and you will definitely see that day."

Chen Mao took another sip, his eyes brightened a little: "Your Majesty, I am happy that the Ming Dynasty is what it is today. I am really happy. This is all because of you, Your Majesty. Just think of me as someone who drank too much today. I want to tell you something from my heart. No matter what, I will be loyal to you."

Zhu Qizhen smiled, snatched his gourd, raised it up and took a sip, then spread his hands and said, "You don't pledge allegiance to me, so do you want to rebel?"

Chen Mao laughed and was about to continue speaking his mind when a military official came in with a memorial in his hand and shouted: "Victory news, victory news, victory news just arrived. Zhu Yong won a great victory over Boyan near Kuoluan Lake, killing 50,000 enemies."

Zhu Qizhen and Chen Mao stood up together. Of course, Zhu Qizhen read the victory report first and then handed it to Chen Mao.

"I have a feeling that the day of decisive battle is near." Zhu Qizhen laughed.

"You guys are quite capable." Chen Mao raised the gourd and said, "Your Majesty, with this great victory, I'm afraid this gourd of wine is running low tonight."

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand and said: "Yes, such a great victory, how can there be no wine? I have wine, I will drink with you."

The next day, the news of the great victory in Mobei spread throughout the court and the country, and all the officials were excited.

Now everyone is more and more confident that Mobei can be conquered in one battle. If Mobei can be conquered, the Ming Dynasty will be free from danger from the north and can develop freely.

In the west of the city, there is a house.

The Junshan Society hastily gathered together, and the man with the tiger mask complained: "Aren't you afraid of being exposed in such a hurry? You all know what happened to the Duke of Ying."

Bull Mask snorted, "Your Majesty is merciful and has spared the Duke of England's life."

"Let's get down to business." Deer Mask interrupted them and said, "The news of the great victory in Mobei must be spread to Dunhuang as soon as possible. Use this incident to persuade His Majesty to sneak into the capital again."

"I've sent him several letters, but he didn't listen." Rabbit Mask said, "He also organized a Buddhist meeting. What a trick."

Deer Mask waved his hand: "Let's talk business."

……

Night falls, Kunning Palace.

The Demon Queen looked at Shuangxi in front of her and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, another good deal for the Pseudo-Emperor."

At this moment, Shuangxi was only wearing a white gauze underdress, which could not hide her spring scenery. Her long, white and slender legs were stretched out, which made her look more seductive than her usual cute and pretty appearance.

"My queen, your servant..." Shuangxi's delicate face flushed.

The Demon Queen raised her eyebrows, a sad look flashed in the depths of her eyes, and she smiled slightly: "Don't you like it? I saw that you really enjoyed it last time."

Shuangxi's face turned even redder, and he whispered, "My Lady, could you please stop peeking?"

"I just want to see." The Demon Queen bit her lip lightly, a picture flashed through her mind, she stretched out her hand to hook Shuangxi's chin, and said in a charming voice, "Shuangxi, today you must use everything I taught you."

"Your servant...your servant..." Shuangxi lowered her head shyly.

Because what the Demon Queen taught her made her very embarrassed, and some of the movements were too difficult. She had never expected that the usually dignified queen actually knew so much about the boudoir between men and women.

"He's here." The Queen Demon said excitedly, "I'm going to the back hall now. I'll keep an eye on you guys."

She turned and left, leaving Shuangxi in a panic, pinching the hem of her skirt with her slender hands.

The false emperor strode in and saw Shuangxi standing in front of the table. Shuangxi was nervous and grabbed her long skirt with one hand to cover her spring scenery. Her cheeks were flushed and her red lips moved slightly: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, the Queen asked me to serve you."

The false emperor looked around but didn't see the Demon Queen. He understood what was going on. He had found the Demon Queen peeking through the window of the back hall last time, so he acted so domineering and wild that Shuangxi even cried later.

"What the hell, what kind of hobby is that?" The fake emperor complained in his heart, "Is she testing me? There's no need for that. In this era, she should be very accepting of it. I'm the emperor, I have many concubines, and I can't lack a maid. Could it be that she just has a bad hobby of peeping?"

As he thought about it, he walked to Shuangxi, picked her up horizontally, and gently placed her on the soft mat. He tilted his head with a slightly complicated expression. He pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Shuangxi, I can't let you down. Just forget about what happened last time."

"No, I am your Majesty's servant." Shuangxi's slender jade fingers grasped the corner of his clothes, her beautiful eyes dim, afraid that the fake emperor would leave.

What an evil feudal society.

How could such a young and beautiful girl become a maidservant? Is there still a law? Is there still a law?

The false emperor closed his eyes and sighed, with a helpless expression: "You can live for yourself."

"Your Majesty, have you already disliked me after just this one time? Your Majesty is right, all men are like this." Shuangxi leaned sideways on the soft mat, her white legs straight and parallel, her curves graceful, with an indescribable beauty, her long hair falling on her round shoulders, very attractive.

Since she said so, the fake emperor could only use practical actions to tell her that men are not what you think.

Then came the sudden rain and strong wind, and the petite Shuangxi was like a lone boat in the storm, being beaten wildly.

The witch queen stood by the window, her beautiful face flushed red, her hands grasping the curtains, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring straight at him without blinking.

The fake emperor at this moment was using all kinds of tricks. The petite Shuangxi was completely passive, letting him do whatever he wanted.

The demon queen standing there looked a little crazy, with her beautiful eyes open and her lips tightly bitten.

At this moment, she imagined herself as Shuangxi in her mind.

After a while, Shuangxi let out a phoenix cry.

She fell on the soft mat, tears in her eyes, and looked at the fake emperor affectionately. The fake emperor hugged her gently with a gentle look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, this is my blessing." Shuangxi raised her charming and delicate face, "Your Majesty, please don't dare to let me go."

The fake emperor reached out and gently stroked her jade back, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Is your queen not jealous?"

Shuangxi was obviously scared. She glanced in the direction of the inner hall, her beautiful eyes aggrieved: "I am just a maid."

"I can make you my consort." The fake emperor said with a smile.

Shuangxi seemed even more frightened and shook her head repeatedly: "Your Majesty, this slave is just a plaything. This slave doesn't want anything."

The false emperor had a smile on his face.

I don’t know how the Demon Queen trained Shuangxi. Is she so willing to do everything for the Demon Queen?

……

Shuangxi went to the back hall to take a bath.

The false emperor stood in front of the window in a daze, and the evil queen walked out from the back hall. She had just finished bathing and was only wearing a loose robe. Her hair was tied up, revealing her white neck.

She stepped lightly on the ground and walked to the side of the Pseudo-Emperor. Her beautiful eyes were like a deep pool, reflecting the Pseudo-Emperor's figure. The Pseudo-Emperor gently embraced her in his arms and said, "You are becoming more and more..."

"Are you cheap?" The Demon Queen tilted her head slightly, looked at him with her beautiful eyes, and her voice was ethereal and soft, revealing a bit of desolation and loneliness.

The false emperor's heart moved, and he hugged her tighter. The demon queen rested her head on his shoulder, tears floating in her eyes. After a while, the false emperor put his mouth close to her ear and whispered: "When I was holding Shuangxi just now, I was thinking of you in my mind."

"Bah!" The demon queen's face instantly turned red. She slapped him with her delicate hands and scolded him, "Shame on you."

"Who among us is shameless?" The fake emperor bit her lips.

The Demon Queen hooked her white arms around his neck and responded madly and passionately.

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