Chapter 137 On the name of orthodoxy and the key to grassland politics: the lesson of the Ming Dynas
Chapter 137 On the name of orthodoxy and the key to grassland politics: the lesson of the Ming Dynasty’s attack on the Yuan Dynasty.
Jiang Li was extremely depressed when he left the front army scout camp.
It's not because there's no follow-up to the list issue.
Instead, he discovered another person in the army who he could not control or even understand.
And in the previous confrontation, he was at a disadvantage.
Among the army, there is only one who can oppress him so much.
There are only those military officers with profound background and those sons of prominent families.
Today, one more person was added.
Moreover, his previous infiltration into Lu Yunyi's military tent was not without gain.
At least he caught a glimpse of the thick blue book on the table.
Having stayed in the central army tent for a long time, he was very familiar with it.
It was the military merit book of the entire army, and it actually appeared on the desk of a small lieutenant general! !
The fear in Jiang Li's heart could no longer be described in words.
He clearly remembered that a few days ago, Duke Deng Zhen of Shen wanted to use the military merit book to select some young generals.
It was recorded in the files of the Five Military Commanderies and paid attention to.
But General Lan Yu completely refused on the grounds that it had not been sorted out yet and told them to wait.
I thought it was normal then, but now I understand it clearly after seeing it today.
It's not that it's not fully organized, it's clearly not in the central army.
Jiang Li was riding on a warhorse, his vision becoming increasingly empty.
Looking up, the lights formed a long dragon that stretched out to the horizon, as if they were competing with the moon in the sky.
He slowed down his horse, put his hand into his arms,
He took out the yellowed paper, looked at the name on it, sighed helplessly, and tore it into pieces.
After hitting a wall with Lu Yunyi, Jiang Li had some realizations in his mind.
There are many hidden talents among the northern expedition army.
The deaths of those powerful women were definitely not accidental. It was possible that some military officer had done it on purpose.
This was to prevent the imperial court from controlling this power. Jiang Li did not dare to think whether there was any selfish motive behind this.
But judging from the current results, it is undoubtedly beneficial to the court.
Many military commanders were also pleased to see this happen.
Their death is just like the death of the Northern Yuan princess.
It was watched by many people, but ended up in silence.
If he doesn't take the initiative to get to the bottom of the matter, he might end up dying.
Jiang Li returned to the central army under the cover of night. He handed his warhorse to a soldier and walked straight to the central army tent.
During the half hour he walked, he thought a lot.
He had already planned to give up on controlling the grassland criminals.
But we can get a glimpse of it through other reasons.
It was midnight, but the candles in the army tent were still burning.
After the war, although General Lan Yu's military duties were not as heavy as during the war,
But some of the follow-up dealings after the war are equally frustrating.
The distribution of merit, the placement of prisoners, and the rewards for the civilians who followed the army,
He was also responsible for personally taking care of the army's whereabouts after entering the country, striving to take care of as many aspects as possible.
At least in terms of the distribution of credit, the post-war period was more complicated than the pre-war period.
At this time, General Lan Yu was sitting behind the desk, staring at the document in his hand with a frown.
There was a hint of anger and helplessness in his eyes.
The disputes in the army are no less intense than those in the imperial court. This concerns the family's reputation and the blessings of future generations, and no one is willing to give in.
What's more troublesome is that the soldiers have knives in their hands and they will chop people when they are angry. If you are not careful, internal fighting will occur.
The military report in front of me was about a dispute between two thousand-man teams over the breach of a key defense in the rear army camp.
Neither side is willing to give in, and the situation is now tense.
The two thousand-man teams launched a main attack and a feint attack, but the enemy's main defensive force appeared at the feint attack site.
In the end, the frontal battlefield was undoubtedly a great victory.
The thousand-man team that feinted the attack also defeated the main defense force with the bravery of the soldiers, but they suffered heavy losses and half of them were injured.
As for the main achievement of this battle, the superiors followed the rules and credited it to the thousand-man team on the front battlefield.
The thousand-man team was somewhat dissatisfied with the feint attack, and as a result, the two teams became enemies.
The reason why this incident happened was,
The bottom line is that the captain of the feint attack on the thousand-man team was the youngest son of the late General Mao Cheng. Otherwise, we could just follow the rules.
Lan Yu's face was gloomy. He raised his hand and pinched his brows. He sighed softly and picked up the pen to write.
[The two military merits were determined by military law. Mao Ziyin was rewarded for his meritorious service in rushing to the rescue and for leading the battle to defeat the enemy.]
The military merits of the main attacking soldiers cannot be deducted in any case. Otherwise, if the news gets out, it will be extremely difficult to get the soldiers to fight hard in the attack.
I can only find some extra money for Mao Ziyin.
On one side are the soldiers on the front line, and on the other side are the descendants of meritorious service. Neither side can be neglected.
After finishing writing, Lan Yu threw the book away, picked up the teapot angrily and drank it.
The general who conquered the enemy looked at the scenery.
But there were so many people in the army who cursed him, and so many who did not appreciate his kindness.
When winning a battle, they work together and are willing to help each other. But when it comes to dividing the credit, they start fighting and hate each other. How can this make sense?
At this moment, the sound of brisk footsteps came from outside the military tent.
Lan Yu frowned and looked over.
Sure enough, it was Jiang Lin, who was wearing a black uniform.
"See General."
"What brings you here so late?" Lan Yu looked serious and stared at him.
Jiang Li smiled lightly and said loudly:
"Don't worry, General. It's nothing serious. I just think that the Central Army's placement of some of the grassland dignitaries is a little inappropriate."
"Well? What's wrong?"
Lan Yu frowned, looked down at the pile of military newspapers and documents on the desk, pulled out a book from the bottom and placed it in front of him.
Jiang Li pursed his lips and told Lu Yunyi what he had just said about the grassland people using the names of grassland dignitaries to cause chaos.
I also added some of my own understanding.
For example, there were several "Khans" with only a thousand men who caused trouble outside Shanxi and Shaanxi, in order to increase the persuasiveness.
But unexpectedly, Lan Yu's brows became more and more furrowed, and his eyes became more and more strange. Finally, he unfolded the document in his hand.
As Jiang Li spoke, Lan Yu looked at
A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Li paused and said:
"General, the nobles on the grassland must be properly resettled, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Jiang Li raised his head and looked at Lan Yu, and was stunned for a moment. The general seemed a little absent-minded.
"General?"
"Ah, you are right. The placement of the grassland dignitaries should indeed be recorded to prevent some people from making trouble. You said it very well."
Lan Yu forced a smile and looked at Jiang Li:
"Is there anything else you can do?"
"Nothing."
"Then go down, I have some paperwork to deal with."
"Yes."
Jiang Li frowned and turned away.
Looking at his back, Lan Yu pulled his ear and looked down at the document in his hand.
There were only a few words twisted left and right, as if written by a dying person.
On the Name of Orthodoxy and the Key to the Political Situation in the Grassland: Lessons from the Ming Dynasty's Attack on the Yuan Dynasty
Ten days later, due to long days and nights of hard work,
Many of the grassland captives who were raising high-quality horses in the central army were killed or wounded.
Then they started the old method of rotating prisoners.
The prisoners from the front army were sent to the rear army, the prisoners from the center army were sent to the front army, and the prisoners from the rear army were sent to the center army.
This will reduce the casualties among prisoners and ensure that the work is evenly distributed.
As usual, Jiang Li stood on a high ground when the camp was being taken.
Looking at the grassland captives leaving the camp and feeding their horses, the admiration and desire in his eyes were not concealed at all.
The Central Army grassland captives who were transferred yesterday were already exhausted, but they still tried their best to hold on until they died of exhaustion.
In just over ten days, the camp with 20,000 grassland captives had lost nearly a thousand people. Disease, labor, and hunger could take their lives.
Looking at everything in front of him, Jiang Li took out the notebook he carried with him and wrote something on it quickly.
The experience of the front scout unit made him determined to deploy some forces to the grassland.
On the one hand, it is to train enough elite secret agents to expand the power of the Jinyiwei.
On the other hand, it is to explore information about the grassland to make subsequent wars easier.
And those who go to the grassland,
He planned to select some clever grassland nobles and use their orthodoxy to
Then select some grassland sinners and use their ignorance and loyalty.
By taking both approaches, we will surely reap great rewards on the grassland.
Strive to win merit in the next expedition of the Ming Dynasty.
What Jiang Li remembered was not the names of these grassland criminals, but their ages and attire.
Every batch of grassland captives entering the stables will be registered.
You can find the specific person by simply searching through the documents afterwards without having to alert the person and ask in person.
In this booklet, he has recorded more than a hundred people, and the majority of them are criminals from the central army.
The prisoners of the rear army have just started working today, and only about twenty people have been recorded.
They are hard-working, quick and taciturn, making them the best candidates for spies.
At this moment, there was a loud sound of horse hooves not far from the central army.
The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, shaking the earth slightly.
The war horses in the stable seemed to sense the scent of battle and became irritable, padding their hooves and snorting.
Jiang Li stood on a high place, looking out.
I saw a group of several thousand cavalrymen appear near the central army.
They were dressed in shabby clothes, and their armor was covered with a thick layer of mud.
The soldiers were covered in dust and dirt, and the entire army still had the atmosphere of fighting on the battlefield, but it was a little bleak.
Jiang Li frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed, a hint of realization appeared on his face.
It was Yu Tongyuan's group that went to hunt down Shi Liemen and others.
Unexpectedly, they returned after only one month. Judging from their dusty and dirty appearance, they must have gained nothing.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lin smiled. He quickly put the book away, mounted his horse and headed towards the central military tent.
When he arrived, there were already a few tired and skinny war horses.
However, its body size is larger than that of ordinary war horses, and it is obviously a good horse at first glance.
In the army, there are only a few people who are so flamboyant.
Jiang Li sneered, slowed down his pace, and walked into the central military tent casually.
At this moment, there were already many people inside, including military officers and generals from various departments.
When they saw Jiang Li enter, there was no trace of emotion in their eyes.
He just glanced at it and then looked away, as if he was looking at an irrelevant stray dog.
Jiang Li had already gotten used to this.
He walked silently to the shadow on one side and stood quietly, listening to the deputy governor Yu Tongyuan cursing in the military tent.
He led his troops to pursue Shi Liemen, Qienelai and others.
They chased him for thousands of miles, all the way to the Krulen River, but still couldn't catch up.
In desperation, he hurried back.
The generals in the big tent saw his miserable appearance.
I wanted to laugh out loud and sneer, but I held it back.
The Prime Minister Shi Liemen and Zhi Yuan Qie Nie Lai were not captured, and more importantly, Tian Bao Nu was not found.
This means that Yu Tongyuan's family's hope of becoming nobles in this battle, which they had spent a huge price on, was dashed.
As the commander of the front army, Wang Bi, the Marquis of Dingyuan, was originally in the front army.
When he heard that Yu Tongyuan had returned, he rushed back from the front army to see the joke.
Seeing how dusty and dirty he looked, she could only drink water, using the teacup to hide the smile and mockery in her eyes.
There were many people like him in the field, and some even kept saying that the tea in the general's camp was delicious.
This caused Yu Tongyuan to glare at him angrily.
General Lan Yu's face was solemn, and he spoke first:
"We must be prepared. The remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, led by Tian Baonu, will soon stir up trouble on the grassland.
The Qie Nie Lai who was beside him had a good relationship with the Shi Lie Men and the Prime Minister stationed in Khara Khorum.
If the three of them joined forces, they could use the name of the grassland orthodoxy to quickly grow stronger.
The Ming Dynasty will station troops in Shanxi, Shaanxi and other places for defense, and send people to persuade Shiliemen and Qienelai to surrender.
Only a thousand of them escaped this time, so they were allowed to join the "Bite" sect.
Maybe they are a little aggrieved, and now is the best opportunity to persuade them to surrender."
When Wang Bi, Marquis of Dingyuan, heard this, he immediately let go of the teacup in his mouth and shouted:
"The general is right! We let them run away today.
Tomorrow they will form gangs on the grasslands,
The day after tomorrow, it will bring chaos to our Ming border, and it will be a hidden danger.
If I had known this earlier, I should have led my troops to chase them and kill them on their horses!!”
Yu Tongyuan, the deputy governor, stared at Wang Bi with bloodshot eyes,
But Wang Bi was not to be outdone, he glared back and said:
"Yu Tongyuan, haven't you had enough sand? Why are you staring so wide-eyed?
The grassland is very windy and sandy, so you need to cover your face, close your mouth and squint when chasing."
As he spoke, Wang Bi, Marquis of Dingyuan, pretended to be surprised and uttered a sound, as if he had thought of something:
"Could it be that you were like this when you were chasing? No wonder you couldn't catch up with him."
Puff, cough, cough.
For some reason, Heqing Marquis Zhang Yi suddenly started coughing loudly. Fortunately, his cough was loud enough to cover up many lighter coughs.
Yu Tongyuan was furious, breathing rapidly, his eyes bloodshot, he snorted coldly and stopped looking at Wang Bi.
Instead, he looked at Lan Yu and said in a resounding voice:
"General, don't worry too much. There are only a thousand people who escaped this time. It won't cause any trouble."
But Lan Yu sighed slightly:
"The most important thing for grassland forces is the reputation of orthodoxy.
With this reputation, they can quickly recruit stragglers and win over some small tribes.
Even now, there are still some people who are swindling under the banner of the old Yuan Dynasty and organizing people to harass our Ming Dynasty.
This Tian Baonu is the orthodox of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. With his reputation, he is not afraid of not having troops."
After these words were spoken, many people present looked solemn.
But Jiang Li, who was in the corner, brightened up his eyes!
General Lan Yu spoke again, picking up the book on the table and waving it around:
"In the past, those scholars always disliked us and ignored us when we asked them questions.
But now it is different. A general in our army is not only good at fighting,
He is also good at post-war summaries and situation analysis. Please pass this document around.
It describes the importance of grassland orthodoxy and some hidden dangers left behind when we conquered Yuan Dadu. I think it makes a lot of sense."
Yu Tongyuan's face turned dark and Jiang Li's body stiffened.
Lan Yu looked at Geng Bingwen, the Marquis of Changxing, who was sitting on the side:
"You have been stationed in Shaanxi before, always complaining to the court that the grassland 'Khans' cannot be killed. You will understand why after reading this letter.
It's not that too many people ran away when we conquered Yuan Dadu,
It's because we didn't do a good job of post-war coordination.
Some ambitious people on the grassland used their names to cause chaos.
In the final analysis, these are all hidden dangers left behind by us."
Geng Bingwen had a strange look on his face. He stood up, stroking his beard, took the document handed to him, and after a quick look, his brows furrowed.
"On the Name of Orthodoxy and the Key to the Political Situation in the Grassland: Lessons from the Ming Dynasty's Attack on the Yuan Dynasty."
Then he cursed:
"This little bastard's handwriting is not as good as my five-year-old grandson's. It hurts my eyes every time I see him."
Everyone present was stunned, then looked relieved and knew who this person was.
Geng Bingwen opened it and looked at it. Time passed.
His brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of deep thought, and sometimes he suddenly realized something.
Finally, he closed the document with a snap and said quickly:
"General, the remnants of the demise of the Northern Yuan Dynasty must be dealt with.
All the powerful and well-known people must be registered. If someone uses their names to cause chaos in the future,
We just need to spread the news and let them fight among themselves."
Lan Yu smiled with great satisfaction.
This is also his purpose. This kind of time-consuming, laborious and thankless work,
If they are not made aware of its importance, it will soon come to nothing.
"Show me what it says."
Wang Bi also came over, and Deng Zhen also approached quietly.
Not far away, Jiang Lin had a calm expression, his body was tense, his toes were firmly gritting the ground, and he felt unspeakably embarrassed.
(End of this chapter)