The Holy Emperor of Ming

Chapter 41 Death of Yang Jian
"What kind of strength is the realm of heaven and man?" Zhu Houzhao continued to ask with interest.

"I don't know." Zhu Hui said without hesitation. He really didn't know.

"How many elite soldiers does our Ming Dynasty have?" Zhu Houzhao asked curiously again.

"Most of our Ming elite troops are stationed on the northern border. To be on the safe side, the eastern and western sides only left a small number of elite troops to guard against the Sui and Song dynasties.

In general, there should be more than 300,000 elite soldiers." Zhu Hui said, feeling a little timid.

There should still be some.

"So few! Doesn't my Ming Dynasty have more than two million troops?" Zhu Houzhao said in shock with his eyes wide open.

"Many of the Ming Dynasty's garrisons have not seen war for a long time, and military discipline has been lax, so the number of elite soldiers is decreasing." Zhu Hui said as tactfully as possible.

"Alas, it seems that my Ming Dynasty has too many problems, and they can only be solved after this prince ascends the throne.

This prince is indeed destined by heaven to save the Ming Dynasty, it is really amazing, hahaha~!" Zhu Houzhao thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said proudly.

Everyone remained silent and agreed.

Liu Jin wanted to take the opportunity to take a few shots, but there were too many people, and it involved something as taboo as the throne. The prince could say it, but he couldn't, so he held back.

"Old Wang, how do you feel? Can you defeat this prince's dragon riders?" Zhu Houzhao looked at Wang Shouren, his smug look not concealed at all.

"Your Highness's dragon riders are extremely powerful. I am far from being their match. I'm afraid I can't even escape." Wang Shouren knew what the prince wanted to hear, so he fulfilled his wish and spoke the truth.

The military way has always restrained the literary way, because the literary way directly controls the power of heaven and earth, which is their most powerful means.

Martial arts not only require the power of heaven and earth, but also a strong body and internal skills.

Without the power of heaven and earth, the Wendao are generally not physically strong and have no means of attack.

It can be said that if a real fight broke out, Wen Dao would be defeated by Bing Dao.

Of course, it depends on the strength of both parties.

Zhu Houzhao laughed happily again, looking very happy.

Everyone understood that during this period, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had no longer fought with Cao Zhengchun, but often fought with Wang Shouren.

But no matter how hard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fought, he could not break through the power of heaven and earth protecting Wang Shouren.

Although His Highness did not say anything, the depression was written all over his face. Who couldn't see it?

As time passed, the stalemate between the previous dynasty, the emperor and the civil officials continued.

But none of these could affect Zhu Houzhao.

Practicing martial arts, training soldiers, listening to stories, and teaching many children of nobles.

Every day is filled with joy.

In May of the 13th year of Hongzhi's reign, Emperor Wu's Dragon Cavalry began to expand.

Three thousand elite soldiers selected from the four guard camps, plus four thousand young men from good families with clean backgrounds, joined the Emperor Wu Dragon Cavalry.

The number of Emperor Wu's dragon riders reached 10,000, but their quality naturally and inevitably dropped significantly.

Zhu Houzhao was only delighted by this. On the first day when the new recruits joined, he held a military competition for the entire army.

The various rules and treatments of the Emperor Wu Dragon Riders were announced in public, causing almost all the new members to be excited.

This time, more than one hundred sons of noble families, including Mu Kun, Duke of Qian, also joined in.

Even teenagers are no exception.

The Emperor Wu's Dragon Riders need young men to grow up with the Crown Prince.

These children of nobles did not receive any special treatment. They all participated in the competition, and the capable ones advanced while the weaker ones were eliminated.

Of course it would be impossible if it were somewhere else.

The nobles can cause great trouble.

But among this group of Wu Emperor Dragon Riders, no one dared to speak out and say anything, and they all accepted it as they pleased.

Zhu Houzhao happily began to train the troops, and the stalemate between Zhu Youtang and the civil officials eased a little.

Because they all looked towards the east towards the Sui State.

A month ago, news came that Emperor Yang Jian of Sui Dynasty had handed over all state affairs to Crown Prince Yang Guang.

And then he never showed up again.

Yang Jian is definitely not dead yet, otherwise it would not be concealed.

But they were all certain that Yang Jian had reached his time of death.

Otherwise, such an emperor would never give up power.

Yang Jian is about to die!

This is a major event that will definitely affect the world situation.

Zhu Youtang and senior civil servants needed to prepare for the impact of Yang Jian's death.

Not only the Ming Dynasty, but also the Song Dynasty to the west, Liyang across the sea to the east, and the grassland countries in the north were all waiting and making various preparations.

More than three months later, on August 13th.

Thousands of miles east of the Ming Dynasty, a majestic and prosperous city stood on the land.

The deepest part of the majestic and magnificent imperial palace.

Emperor Yang Jian of Sui, who was known as the strongest Han Chinese, founded the Sui Empire, was feared by many foreign races and revered by all countries. Now he was extremely old and had an aura of decay.

In front of him was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary appearance, looking at him with a worried look on his face. It was the Crown Prince of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Guang. Yang Guang's face was heavy and he said with sadness: "Father, you..."

“Failed.” Yang Jian spoke slowly, the corruption in his voice became more intense, with a hint of unwillingness: “Heavenly man, heavenly man, after all, is still a person under heaven.

Since ancient times, no one has been able to break through this realm between heaven and man. I was unwilling to give in, so I tried my best before the deadline, but ultimately failed and there was no hope at all.

Perhaps, only by unifying the world as the rumors say, can there be a chance of a breakthrough."

"Father, you will be fine." Yang Guang said with red eyes.

"Okay, I can't hold on any longer. The Great Sui Dynasty will be handed over to you, Guang'er." Yang Jian shook his head and said solemnly.

"Your Majesty, I will never let you down." Yang Guang knelt down and choked with sobs.

"Yes." Yang Jian nodded and said solemnly: "After my death, the country will definitely be unstable and other countries will also be shaken.

But Guang'er, you don't have to worry too much. The national strength of our Great Sui is at its peak. Even if there are no powerful people in the realm of heaven and man, no one dares to move rashly.

The Turks are not a concern. Although the Mongols are powerful, their first target must be the Ming Dynasty, not our Great Sui Dynasty.

Guang'er, the most important thing for you is to stay calm and not be impatient."

"I know you have great ambitions, but you must not be impatient. You must wait for the right time before taking action."

"Timing?" Yang Guang seemed to be thinking about something.

"Zhu Youtang spared no expense to build the Martial Emperor Dragon Riders for his little prince. If nothing unexpected happens, the little prince will break through to the Grandmaster level in a few years.

At that time, there might be a war between the Ming Dynasty and the Mongols.

This is your chance, Guang'er." Yang Jian looked to the west, his old and decayed eyes were extremely sharp at this moment, as if he saw through everything.

Yang Guang's expression changed and he nodded heavily: "I understand, son."

"Remember, the Ming Dynasty can be defeated, but it cannot fall into the hands of the Mongols. Otherwise, our Great Sui Dynasty will be alone and unable to support itself." Yang Jian warned earnestly.

"I understand, son." Yang Guang continued to sob.

After telling some more secrets, Yang Jian raised his head and looked deeply into the distance, closed his eyes, and the last breath dissipated.

"Father!"

Yang Guang exclaimed.

A long-lasting bell sounded in Daxing City.

The news of Yang Jian's death was immediately reported back by spies from various countries.

Suddenly, all countries were shocked.

The Ming and Song dynasties felt both relieved and heavy-hearted.

Among the Han people, there is no more emperor who is at the level of a god.

As for the foreign nations, there are both joy and sorrow.

The Mongols were especially ecstatic.

Yang Jian, who was known as the only one who could fight against Genghis Khan, died. Who in the world could stop the Mongol Empire?

The death of Yang Jian had a huge impact. All the countries were wondering what they were doing, and a tense and heavy atmosphere hung over all the countries.

It seems like war is about to break out.

In just over half a month, the war really began.

The three old rivals, Liao, Jin and Song, fought each other.

Mainly, the Liao and Jin kingdoms fought each other, and at the same time attacked the Song kingdom, and the Song kingdom habitually adopted a passive defensive approach.

Things were quite peaceful between the Jin Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.

The Oirat and Tatars in the north of the Ming Dynasty still harassed the border from time to time, but no further action was taken.

The Mongols behind them quieted down.

Quiet and scary.

Forced by the strange external situation, the stalemate between Zhu Youtang and the civil officials in the Ming Dynasty eased and each side took a step back.

The expenses for Emperor Wu’s Dragon Cavalry did not come from the court treasury, but entirely from the emperor’s private funds.

"The Song, Jin, and Liao kingdoms are at war with each other, and the Sui kingdom is trying to stabilize its internal affairs. Liyang is too far away, and the internal war has just ended, so it needs more stability.

The Mongols were unusually quiet.

"My Lords, what do you think?" Zhu Youtang looked at Liu Jian and others solemnly and said.

There are not many people, only the cabinet, the six ministers and others.

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