Li Jinglong was young and energetic, and due to his father's death from illness, he was suffering from depression. Now that he was completely ignited by Lan Yu, he couldn't care less about etiquette.
After being reminded by the Minister of War, he raised his fist and rushed forward.
"Good guy, are you serious?"
Lan Yu didn't expect that Li Jinglong was so smart that he would dare to take action.
But he wasn't scared. He was used to being domineering and didn't take Li Jinglong seriously at all.
Who is not a relative of the emperor anymore?
According to seniority, Prince Zhu Biao has to call me uncle. You are a nephew of the prince. If you really want to count, I am older than your father...Lanyu is not the one who suffers. Before Li Jinglong approaches, he fiercely
Get up.
With a right hook and a left kick, Li Jinglong flew out and turned several somersaults on the ground before stopping.
Li Jinglong shook his head and cursed: "What kind of hero does a sneak attack look like!"
"Okay, don't say that I bully you." Lan Yu stretched out her right hand, "I only use one hand and I can still beat you until you cry for father and mother."
The words "cry daddy" pushed Li Jinglong's anger to the peak. His eyes turned red and he roared:
"I will fight with you!"
In fact, Lan Yu's words were unintentional. He didn't mean to provoke Li Jinglong by killing his father. He just said that without thinking about it at all.
But Li Jinglong went completely crazy and picked up a chair and hit Lan Yu on the head.
If it were smashed firmly, Lan Yu would have suffered a serious concussion even if he didn't die, and there would be no chance of going on an expedition.
However, Lan Yu was not an ordinary person. He turned slightly to avoid the attack, and at the same time stretched out his foot to trip. Li Jinglong, who was charging too hard, flew out.
The two sides are not on the same level at all. Even if there are five more Li Jinglongs, Lan Yu will still be a bastard.
"Don't fight, don't fight anymore." The Minister of War retreated far away, stretching his neck and shouting anxiously.
Li Jinglong fell so hard that his lip was cut open by his teeth. He spat out bloody saliva and cursed: "You're fucking kidding me, right?"
Lan Yu's face heated up, and she retracted her outstretched foot, "It doesn't count just now, you can attack again."
Li Qing couldn't stand it anymore and said in a deep voice: "You two, stop it!"
"It's none of your business." Li Jinglong was like an enraged bullfight, and Lan Yu was the piece of red cloth, picking up the chair leg and rushing forward again.
But Lan Yu was not the red cloth of the bullfight, but the bullfighter, who made Li Jinglong spin around. In a short time, Li Jinglong was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. There was a cut on his forehead, and his handsome face was covered in blood.
The Minister of War on the side said not to fight, but did not take any actual actions. There was a faint hint of arrogance.
Li Qing didn't expect that the first day of dispatching military supplies would cause such a disturbance, and he suddenly felt a headache.
Taking a deep breath, he suddenly shouted: "Stop!"
This roar was mixed with true energy. Not only were the two people performing the martial arts stunned, but the Minister of the Ministry of War who was standing beside him was also shocked.
Li Qing quickly stepped forward to separate the two of them, and said calmly: "If you are in doubt, go find the emperor."
As soon as these words came out, Li Jinglong woke up with a start. He couldn't swallow this breath, but he also knew that he was no match for Lan Yu, so he said: "Do you dare to follow me to the palace?"
"I..." Lan Yu calmed down and looked at Li Jinglong whose face was covered in blood. She suddenly felt a little weak and said, "Ahem, I have official duties and I don't have time to play house with you."
"Don't you dare?!"
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Lan Yu turned to look at the Minister of War, "Do you approve it or not?"
The Secretary of the Ministry of War was dumbfounded. One moment he was still eating, but in the blink of an eye, the pressure was on him. The ups and downs of life were so fast that he could not react.
"This, this, this..."
The Minister of War was so anxious that he rubbed his hands and neither dared to agree nor refute.
"You can't use that much at all!" Li Jinglong said bitterly.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty." Seeing the savior, the Minister of War climbed up the pole, and brought another fire along with him, "Master Marquis, what the Lord said is right!"
"It's your mother's fault!" Lan Yu yelled, with a threatening look on his face: "I'll ask you again, do you approve it or not?"
"Lanyu, believe it or not, I will read your book right now!"
"Master Marquis, the Duke wants to join you." The Minister of War warned in a low voice.
Lan Yu sneered and said: "If you want to make a report, just go ahead and stop bitching here."
Li Jinglong was furious, "Okay, this is what you said, Lan Yu. I hope that when the emperor comes, you can still be so knowledgeable."
After that, he waved his sleeves and left.
Lan Yu smashed his mouth and continued to vent his anger on the Minister of the Ministry of War: "Do you fucking approve it or not?"
"I...I, I'll do it right away."
The blue jade was so scary that the Minister of War felt that if he refused, the next moment, that sandbag-sized fist would greet him cordially.
Anyway, the emperor will come soon, and then he will rebel.
The Minister of War made up his mind, bowed his hands, and left the lobby.
Lan Yu sat down slowly and looked at the direction in which Li Jinglong left. After all, he felt a little weak. After all, his father had just died and now he was beaten like that. He understood that when the emperor found out, the least he could do was give him a reprimand.
"Ahem... Well, Li Qing!" Lan Yu said sarcastically, "You saw it just now. It was Li Jinglong who made the move first, right?"
Li Qing scratched his head and thought to himself: You have beaten people into such a bear shape, does it matter who made the move first?
"If your Majesty asks, I will answer truthfully." Li Qing nodded, "But, Commander, if you transfer so much food and grass, do you have to give me, the supervisor, an explanation?"
Seeing that he was willing to help, Lan Yu's face softened slightly: "Mobei grassland is not only grassland, but also desert!
I looked at Nai'er Buhua's map. The base camp of Emperor Beiyuan is not far from the desert. This is reasonable and convenient for escaping. So... the food is not all for people to eat. We can't look at the Yuan army.
Run away, let’s mow the grass slowly again, shall we?”
"For the horse to eat?" Li Qing suddenly wondered.
Knowing this, he finally understood why Lan Yu did what he did. If he was unable to pursue the enemy due to food and grass supply problems, the losses would be huge.
To be on the safe side, this money really cannot be saved!
Li Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Why don't you just say it?"
"You must have read the map, right?" Lan Yu sneered, "If you can't understand such a simple truth, what can I say to you?
We are not on the same level at all!"
Li Qing: "..."
Lan Yu is crazy, but also has real abilities.
Li Qing had indeed seen the map and had never thought about it. He handed over his hand and said, "My dear, Commander, but I am the supervisor of the army and have the right to intervene in military affairs. Please don't bother me and explain it to me in the future."
After a pause, he said seriously: "We have the same goal, all to win!"
"It's all about winning..." Lan Yu repeated and nodded slowly, "Okay, for the sake of the big plan, I will go to trouble, but once the battle starts..."
"The coach has absolute authority!" Li Qing said for him.
"Ang, it's good to know." Lan Yu's face looked much better, she held a cup and drank tea without saying a word.
Half an hour later, Zhu Yuanzhang came in angrily, caught Lan Yu and scolded him, but said nothing about the food and grass issue.
Lan Yu was scolded like a grandson, but she didn't dare to say anything, and kept apologizing. Finally, Li Qing persuaded Lao Zhu to calm down.
"Prepare military supplies carefully, and we will not be lenient if something goes wrong again!"
Zhu Yuanzhang finished his sentence and left angrily.
In the next few days, Li Jinglong was recovering from his injuries and did not show up again. The delivery of military supplies went smoothly.
On the tenth day of the first lunar month, King Qiyang was buried in Zhongshan. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were dispatched. Zhu Yuanzhang personally wrote the memorial text, and his posthumous title was Wu Jing.
On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, King Yan's family returned to Peiping. Li Qing took the time to meet Xiaopang, and then once again devoted himself to the work of preparing military supplies.
At the end of the first month, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the establishment of the Daning Capital Command and Envoy Department as a forward base for the expedition against Beiyuan.
The Daning Capital Command and Envoys Division has three guards, namely the middle, left and right guards. Huizhou, Muyu, Xincheng and other guards are also under its jurisdiction.
Then, more than 20,000 guardsmen were mobilized to guard Daning.
Then, Zhu Yuanzhang re-surrendered Naierbuhua's troops and selected nearly 10,000 elite troops to garrison Daning.
In addition, Zhu Di was ordered to coordinate the war preparations for the rear, and together with the Chief Secretary of Peking, set up twenty-two horse stations from Hejian, Jingzhou to Yongping and Funing County;
Eight water stations were set up from Wuqiao to Tongzhou, with more horses or ships added to each station; seven horse stations were set up from Zunhua to Daning to report military information.
Zhu Yuanzhang attached great importance to this battle and was fully prepared.
Li Qing was not idle either. He had been following Lan Yu to mobilize troops, and the people he selected were all young and capable elites.
The specifications this time are more than one level higher than the last time I recruited An Nai'er for free.
The busy and fulfilling days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the beginning of March.
On the school grounds, 150,000 troops gathered here, with fierce armor and soaring momentum!
Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting on the general stage, looking at such an iron-blooded warrior, the warlike factor in his blood was ignited and boiling.
At this moment, he really wanted to take charge personally and march on the battlefield himself!
It took a long time before he slowly suppressed his inner impulse. He was old and no longer had the energy to fight.
Looking at the three people in bright armor at the front, a smile appeared on his lips. With these three people around, he felt relieved after a hundred years.
The war with the Yuan Dynasty lasted for so long that Zhu Yuanzhang, who was full of energy and refused to admit defeat, felt very tired.
He looked up at the blue sky and whispered to himself: "I hope this time, I can defeat Bei Yuan in one fell swoop!"