Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 495 Men Talk About Becoming Marquises with Laughter, the Army Sets Off for Battle
"In that case, Father, have you already made a plan?"

"Ah."

Duke Zhang Mao of England nodded emphatically, looked at the children in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Adding flowers to brocade is never as good as providing charcoal in the snow. That world is very different from our world, but the Battle of Tumu Fortress will definitely remain the same."

"I will wait patiently for the right opportunity and make my move at the crucial moment."

"We will swallow up the so-called 'Oirat' and the 500,000-strong army of the Ming Dynasty at Tumu Fortress in one gulp."

"Then they marched south and headed straight for the capital."

Zhang Qin frowned and asked, "Father, is it inappropriate to confront both sides like this?"

“I know what you’re worried about.” Zhang Mao took a sip of tea and smiled. “The secret guards of that world have already investigated and found that there are no martial arts masters there. With the troops Your Majesty has given me, let alone fighting on two fronts, even if the battle lines are stretched out further, the advantage will still be in our hands.”

Zhang Ming, the third son of the Zhang family, asked in bewilderment, "The morale of the Beijing garrison has plummeted due to the impact of the military exercise. To ensure stability, Father should petition His Majesty to transfer troops from garrisons in various regions or to draw some troops from the Nine Garrisons for support. Wouldn't that be the best option?"

Upon hearing this, the others couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Zhang Qin and Zhang Gang, who worked in the Embroidered Uniform Guard, couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing his father Zhang Mao nod, Zhang Qin smiled and revealed some secrets that outsiders were unaware of:
"Third brother, you only know one side of the story."

"After the martial arts battle, although the morale of the capital garrison was greatly reduced, His Majesty also saw their fighting spirit and therefore specially bestowed a large batch of elixirs upon them."

"The Beijing Garrison has been completely transformed and is no longer what it used to be."

Humans possess the strength of tigers and wolves, and naturally have the bravery and martial prowess of tigers and wolves, or even more.

Thirty thousand soldiers of the Beijing Garrison may not seem like much, but they are equivalent to an army of three hundred thousand, or even more.

Because, in terms of mobility, strength, endurance and other abilities, they can completely outclass ordinary soldiers. As Zhang Mao just mentioned, he has already coordinated with the Ministry of War, the Five Military Commissions, and the Ministry of Works to prioritize equipping these 30,000 Beijing garrison soldiers with 8,000 sets of heavy armor and heavy swords and spears.

In addition, there is the support of a thousand new Tian Ce recruits.

Even if Zhang Mao led these people to clash head-on with Zhang Fu, the Duke of England from another world, leading a million-strong army of the Ming Dynasty, he wouldn't back down.

Zhang Mao didn't take the hastily assembled 500,000-strong Ming army and the Oirat cavalry seriously at all.

After listening to the analysis from Zhang Qin and Zhang Mao, the Duke of Ying's mansion fell into a brief silence, with only the sounds of heavy breathing and rapid heartbeats.

They weren't stupid; they naturally guessed what Zhang Mao meant.

"Does Father want us to go to war with the army and gain merit in battle?"

"To be the first to fight on the battlefield and to be immediately ennobled is what a fine son of the Zhang family should do."

"In a world without martial arts, although we brothers may not be considered outstanding under His Majesty's command, wouldn't we be invincible in that world?"

"Father, in that world, I wish to be the vanguard, whether it be to fight the Xiongnu in the north or to graze the lands in the south..."

"Slap!" Zhang Qin slapped his fifth brother, Zhang Gang, on the back of the head for his reckless talk, and glared at him: "Don't spout nonsense. Even the Xiongnu have come up. Didn't Father say they're called the Oirat? And what do you want to do in the south? Aren't you afraid the walls will hear you and His Majesty will exile you to Jiangnan to raise horses?"

"Hehe, since Your Majesty has entrusted these people to Father, then after we go to that world, can we also go to places outside of the Ming Dynasty?"

"That makes sense. Why didn't I think of that?"

Several members of the Zhang family chatted and laughed about seeking official titles, each brimming with confidence.

……

The Zhang family was making intensive preparations, eager to achieve fame and success in the imperial examinations.

Zhu Jinzhen was not idle either. The Shennong Cauldron's automatic refining function was turned up to the maximum every day, and Tiger Wolf Pills that could give people the strength of tigers and wolves, Earth Dragon Pills that could give people the strength of a dragon and a physical body comparable to the Vajra Realm, as well as Flood Dragon Soup, Flood Dragon Soup and Blood Bodhi were all being sent to the capital garrison as if they were free.

The 30,000 soldiers drawn from the vanguard and the left and right wings by the Ministry of War and the Five Military Commissions have successfully joined forces on the third day after the order was issued and are temporarily stationed outside the capital.

The 30,000 Ming soldiers transferred this time also have everything that the Beijing garrison has.

Time flies, and several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

When the 20,000 soldiers of the Beijing Garrison and the 30,000 soldiers drawn from the Five Military Commissions reassembled and set off, the aura emanating from each of them was particularly frightening.

On the bare arms of some soldiers, veins bulged, and with each step they took, they left a footprint, some deep and some shallow, on the blue bricks of the ground.

They did not disappoint Zhu Jinzhen's trust. Before setting off for Japan, they successfully transformed all the gifts Zhu Jinzhen had bestowed upon them into their own strength, bringing about a dramatic change in their lives.

Today is the day the army sets off.

On the city gate tower of the capital, Zhu Jinzhen was still wearing his dragon robe. Standing beside him were Changsun Wangqing, Yan Yimei, Huang Rong, and Lin Shiyin. Behind them were the cabinet and the six ministries, as well as the generals of Tian Ce and Cang Yun. Below them were the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty.

This was the first truly significant battle for the Ming Dynasty since Zhu Jinzhen ascended the throne.

It was also the Ming Dynasty's war of revenge.

As emperor, Zhu Jinzhen personally went to the city tower to see off Bai Qi, Chang Yuchun, and other Ming soldiers.

"Hiss! Is this still the Imperial Guard?"

Those martial arts practitioners who were watching the spectacle from afar outside the capital, as well as the common people of the capital, were all stunned speechless as they gazed at the massive mass of imperial guards and Ming soldiers outside the city.

They dared not associate them with ordinary soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, or with the Jing garrison soldiers who had suffered a crushing defeat in the previous military exercises.

Powerful, fierce, and terrifying.

Like a humanoid beast, a ferocious beast in human form.

Its imposing aura, even if it simply stood there quietly, without uttering a word or making any move, still exerted a powerful deterrent effect on all the experts from the Ming Dynasty and those from outside the Ming Dynasty who came to the capital.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to believe that it was the former Imperial Guard!"

"They are terrifying. They give me the feeling that they are no weaker than any Vajra Realm master who has trained his body physically. In fact... I have a faint feeling that I used to face the Master of the Pointing Profound Realm."

"Those Ming soldiers next to the capital garrison are also extraordinary. The vigor of each of them is no less than that of a martial artist of the third rank. If such people form an army, they could even suppress and kill a Grandmaster of the Celestial Phenomenon, right?"

"None of them concealed their aura, brazenly displaying their power."

"Yes, it's unbelievable. They gave me the feeling of being like tigers. Even though many of them didn't seem to have much of a murderous aura, it was obvious that they had never seen blood."

"That's because your strength is too great, that's why you feel that kind of power."

"No, their strength isn't that great. Excluding the top-ranking Tian Ce and Cang Yun armies, the strongest among them, whether it's the capital garrison or other Ming soldiers, are generally not even at the Zhi Xuan level, but..."

"That's what makes them so terrifying."

"This is an army composed entirely of martial artists, and it is an army composed of at least three-rank martial artists of the ninth rank, with the upper limit being martial artists who are generally comparable to the Vajra Realm."

"Although the number is small, only over 50,000, it is as intimidating as a million-strong army."

After being reminded, many people seemed to wake up from a dream, belatedly realizing what had happened, and couldn't help but gasp in shock. Some even turned pale on the spot.

(End of this chapter)