"Have you heard? There's a fight over there in the north!"

"The troops of the prairie barbarians have attacked several passes and are trying to go south to plunder our Central Plains land!"

"These savages and savages are really good at eating rather than fighting. They dare to attack us in the Central Plains!"

"That's right, that's right! Mr. Wang Mingyang is sitting in the north. I don't think these barbarians can make any waves!"

The journey from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Prefecture to Datong Town is extremely long, even taking a horse-drawn carriage will take a long time.

The examination was scheduled to be held in the spring, so Huang Tinghui was in no hurry to go to the capital to prepare for the examination.

After all, sharpening a gun in battle is not what Huang Tinghui likes to do.

Not only did Huang Tinghui not rush to the capital directly to prepare for the examination, but Tang Zihu also did not go to the capital.

Tang Zihu, who had always been quite aloof, was actually very interested in following Huang Tinghui to Datong Town.

This made Huang Tinghui feel helpless and funny at the same time.

However, Huang Tinghui did not refuse Tang Zihu's request.

After all, before going out, Tang Zihu's father, Tang Sanhu, asked Huang Tinghui to take good care of his son in a very sincere tone.

As a Jinshi master who is idle at home, Tang Sanhu hopes that his son can "read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."

"Damn it, these barbarians, these savages!"

Tang Zihu was surprisingly angry after hearing that the grassland barbarians went south and broke through several passes of the Central Plains Dynasty.

As the son of an orthodox scholar-official and educated in loyalty and patriotism, Tang Zihu was extremely dissatisfied with the barbarians going south and plundering the Central Plains.

After all, for the people of the Central Plains, they deeply hate these grassland barbarians.

Many disasters in the Central Plains Dynasty were caused by these grassland barbarians.

"I heard that three years ago, there was an extremely tragic battle on the grassland!"

"This war is called the War of the Thirteen Parts!"

"This war is a war between Kublai Cheng, who has golden blood, and his sworn brother Jamur, the leader of the Zatlan tribe."

"It was also one of the most important battles in which Kublai Cheng was able to defeat Jamur and finally win the king of the grassland."

Speaking of this, Huang Tinghui took a sip of water but did not continue.

Compared with Tang Zihu who focused on the scriptures, Huang Tinghui had much more information.

You need to be more knowledgeable!

Of course, that's why he knew these things.

This was learned from the mouths of Li Dingguo, who served as a centurion in the northern defense line, and Li Zisong, who guarded the Liaodong area.

Therefore, Huang Tinghui has much more knowledge than the scholars who "don't hear anything outside the window and only read the books of sages".

"Why!"

"Don't stop talking mid-sentence. You won't have any friends if you keep your mouth shut like this!"

Seeing Huang Tinghui mid-sentence, Tang Zihu spoke hurriedly.

Looking at Tang Zihu in a hurry, Huang Tinghui laughed loudly and continued: "The winner of this war is not actually Kublai Cheng with golden blood, but Jamur!"

Hearing what Huang Tinghui said, Tang Zihu was stunned.

What the hell?

The person who lost became the master of the grassland?

How do you say this?

Impossible!

Is this guy trying to fool himself?

Tang Zihu felt a little unbelievable.

Seeing the doubtful look on Tang Zihu's face, Huang Tinghui stopped trying to keep it secret. He directly explained: "Under the leadership of Ku Bichen, the Mongol Golden Tribe has grown rapidly."

"This aroused the dissatisfaction of his sworn brother Jamur, the leader of the Zatlan tribe."

"In the fifth year of Taihe, Jamur used his troops to rob the Golden Tribe's horses and was shot dead, so he united with Tai Chiwu and other 13 tribes with a total of 30,000 people to attack Ku Bi Cheng."

"Although it is said that after Kublai Cheng received the report from Jamur's subordinates, the Qilesi people, he divided his 30,000 people into thirteen armies. Kublai Cheng and his mother He'er were each divided into the same army, and the remaining wings were divided into three armies. The noble leader of the Qiyan tribe."

"The two sides fought against each other in the Battle of Baljuti. However, this time Hu must have been defeated. He retreated to the narrow source of the Onon River."

Hearing what Huang Tinghui said, Tang Zihu became even more puzzled.

"As the defeated party, shouldn't Kublai Cheng be greatly weakened?"

"How did you become the overlord on the grassland again?"

Faced with Tang Zihu's doubts, Huang Tinghui gave the answer.

"The reason lies in the character of this guy Jamur."

"Violence!!" Huang Tinghui replied promptly.

"Zamur led the army back to his headquarters, but divided the prisoners into seventy cauldrons and cooked them to death, which aroused the dissatisfaction of all the tribes, so each tribe returned to Kublai Cheng."

"Khubi, who is of the golden bloodline, won a lot of success or failure in this battle, allowing his military strength to quickly recover and grow."

"Although Jamur won, Kubicheng of the Golden Tribe retained his own strength, and Jamur did not take advantage."

"In addition, this battle has made Kublai Cheng's strength leap forward!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Tinghui looked at Tang Zihu.

He knew that Tang Zihu was a smart man, but all Tang Zihu's intelligence was in studying.

Huang Tinghui was not sure whether Tang Zihu could really understand why he told him this story.

After hearing what Huang Tinghui said, Tang Zihu really fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Tang Zihu finally said: "I used to think that all the smart people in the world were in our great country, while the surrounding countries were all barbarians who didn't know poetry or writing."

"They don't know etiquette, and they only do extremely barbaric things like killing, burning, and looting."

"Looks like it now!"

"I am arrogant. There are smart people in the world, and not just those in Dasheng Kingdom?"

"How can a person who can unify the grassland tribes and put the grassland that was torn apart by our Great Sheng Kingdom back together in just a few years, how can he be a reckless man?"

"No wonder my father often told me that I should learn more from Brother Tinghui!"

"Now I understand how vicious my father's vision is!"

"Brother Tinghui, please accept my bow!" Tang Zihu said exactly what he said, and when he saw him getting up, he was about to bow to Huang Tinghui.

When Huang Tinghui saw this, he directly lifted Tang Zihu up. He was not willing to accept Tang Zihu's worship.

"What did Zihu see?" Huang Tinghui suddenly asked.

"People, resources!" Tang Zihu replied without any hesitation.

"If he were an ordinary commander, he would definitely feel that if he could win a war!"

"Even if it's just for my own fame, I will do my best!"

"But Kublai Cheng, the leader of the Golden Tribe, saw something different!"

"He didn't think about victory or defeat, he only thought about one thing!"

"That's how to preserve your own strength and your own resources!"

"As long as there are people and resources, he can lose ten or eight times!"

"It's enough to win that crucial moment!" Tang Zihu told Huang Tinghui what he understood.

"You're right!"

"When Chu and Han were fighting, the reason why Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, was able to defeat Xiang Yu!"

"Just because he knows this, he can lose ten or eight times, but as long as his strength is not seriously damaged!"

"With his gentle policies, he will definitely be able to attract more people to join him!"

"And all he needs to do is win one war, and that's the Siege of Gaixia!"

"Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, won this war, so he became the founding king of the Han Dynasty!"

"Become the victorious party!"

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Chapter completed!