At the end of May, the weather is hot, and the dog knows to look for a cool place to lie down.

Before Yan Chengjin went out, he changed into a thin gauze dress and wore regular clothes outside to avoid heatstroke.

"avoid!"

Da ~

There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, from far to near, and you could clearly feel the passing by the sedan chair, and the sedan chair shook a few times.

Yan Chengjin lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and a soldier rode a black horse and flashed away.

"I'm so anxious, is it Yansui's urgent report?"

He immediately ordered the sedan chairman to hurry up and arrive at the Meridian Gate and quickly step into the palace.

Outside the Meridian Gate, the sergeant who was delivering the booklet stumbled off his horse and handed the booklet to the guards at the custody gate, "The urgent message from Duke Baoguo sent it back!"

The northwest stations were relayed and traveled day and night just to send this memorial to the capital as soon as possible.

The imperial guards ran quickly to the palace and handed it over to Du Kuan, a Qianhu of Jinwu Guard who was on duty today.

Du Kuan opened the booklet and was a little surprised: "Your Highness really made the point. Where is Your Majesty at this moment?"

"It should be in Kunning Palace. Now, I'm having breakfast with the empress." said the imperial guard next to me.

The songs of the speech must be determined by whether they are happy or sad.

No one likes to send me a sad song, and it causes trouble.

After reading this memorial, His Majesty might implicate others. Du Kuan immediately hesitated whether to send this memorial.

"To Commander Mou, I said it was a memorial from the moment I came back."

Du Kuan gave his subordinate a wink, and the man knew how to send it to Mou Bin.

The imperial guards in the palace are different from the Jinyiwei. Your Majesty trusts Commander Mou. If he submits a memorial, Your Majesty will not say much.

Kunning Palace,

After breakfast, Emperor Hongzhi walked down the imperial steps outside the hall gate and went to Fengtian Hall to prepare for the morning court.

Mou Bin trotted over and said, "Your Majesty, the memorial sent by Duke Bao!"

He handed over the booklet and looked carefully at His Majesty's face.

The flesh on Emperor Hongzhi's face moved slightly, gritting his teeth, obviously a little angry.

The Ming army fought with the Tatars, and they fought for a night and killed only three people?

What kind of magical fighting method is this?

Emperor Hongzhi then watched.

After this battle, there was no trace of the Tatars. The baggage delayed the speed of the march. The Tatars were as flexible as foxes, facing east and west, and covered by wind and sand, making it extremely difficult to search.

"There is no need to ring the bell today, let the minister go to Fengtian Palace directly!"

Emperor Hongzhi took the booklet and strode towards Fengtian Hall.

After a moment,

Fengtian Palace,

Emperor Hongzhi ordered Xiao Jing to recite it quickly. Yan Chengjin thought of the battle in Yingzhou, Zhu Houzhao and Dayan Khan fought, and the 50,000 troops on both sides each killed a few days ago, and only sixteen people died.

History is always surprisingly similar.

Baoguo led his army to fight against the Tatars, and only three people died.

Could this be...

A fight between gods?

Or was it a zombie?

Minister, look at me, I look at you, obviously questioning the authenticity of this memorial.

If the power of the protector of the country was too high, the censors would have been fragrant.

Three people died after fighting for a day and a night? How did you fight? How did you fight with your hands?

Xiao Jing finished reciting the memorial.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed and questioned: "Even Duke Baoguo has mistakenly reported his military achievements!"

"I don't think so, maybe it's really three people." Wang Yue continued: "These three people should be spies of the Tatars."

The Tatars expected that the army would come to the Beijing Army to search for condoms and would send a large number of spies.

As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle.

If you know the movements of the Ming army, you can avoid them in advance.

"However, the baggage is indeed a problem. Even if the traces of Tatars are found, they cannot catch up with them." Wang Yue said.

Li Dongyang and others nodded.

The baggage delayed the speed of the marching and could not be lost. If it advances separately from the army and is intercepted by the Tatars, it will lose its wife and troops.

With the wind and sand blocking the eyes, the Beijing camp is not good at fighting on the Gobi grassland.

Yan Chengjin's crazy calculations.

Repeatedly check each strategy to increase the speed of baggage and find the traces of Tatars.

A sound that was not too fast and slow sounded: "Your Majesty, why not let An Ding Bo search for a trap? I have a way to increase the speed of the baggage."

The ministers looked around and couldn't find anyone to speak.

Only then did I realize that the cautious guy from the Censorate was speaking.

"Tell me, look."

Emperor Hongzhi's face moved slightly.

"Enjoy the wise and do not avoid relatives. Although An Dingbo is my father, I am dedicated to the Ming Dynasty and have no selfishness." Yan Chengjin said seriously.

Emperor Hongzhi was so angry that he would be so angry that he would dare to put down the gold medal of avoiding death?

Li Dongyang and others looked back at Yan Chengjin.

If this guy has no selfishness, of course they are...

Don't believe it.

It is clearly trying to make Uncle Anding to death.

He traveled all the way to Xuanfu to appoint him. Before he could get along well with the generals, he had to be transferred to Yansui to attack the Tatars.

Yan Chengjin felt a little guilty and slightly lowered his head, avoiding the direct gaze of Li Dongyang and others.

A military genius like my father is naturally not as experienced in war as a Duke Baoguo.

But there is a saying that, even a pig can fly into the sky when standing on the wind.

If my father can't fly, he will be a general in his life.

The Tatars invaded the Ming Dynasty, although it was unfavorable.

On the other hand, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

After the mid-Ming Dynasty, there were almost no one who could become a Duke.

All of them were inherited by the grace of ancestors.

"Please assign the Ministry of Revenue to the minister, 20,000 stones of wheat, 1,000 stones of brown sugar, and 100 stones of spice oil."

Yan Chengjin is going to make compressed biscuits.

The goods are filled with various food, pots and pans.

With compressed biscuits, all of these are thrown away, and ten carts of supplies can be turned into one cart.

Even the guy doesn't have to be worthy of it.

Compressed biscuits can be transported and preserved for a long time, especially in arid environments in the northwest.

The cavalry does not have to lead a man or wait for the infantry. They can rest and have meals wherever they go.

Flexibility and mobility are greatly improved.

Han Wen was unhappy and endured his anger: "When Duke Bao went to war, he had taken away 30,000 stones of grain. Why did you want it again?"

When he heard about Wanshi's unit, he was so scared that he had nightmares.

If you often go out with tens of stones of grain, it would be fine if you win. You can take back some cattle and sheep for compensation. If you lose, it is a loss-making business.

"The money and food of the Duke Baoguo is far away from Yansui. I want to make something. This item can reduce the baggage by more than several times. Please forgive your Majesty for your kindness."

The way to compress biscuits should be similar to that of biscuits, right?

Daming has a variety of pastry molds.

But the pressing force of these molds is too low.
To be continued...