Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

Zhu Di stared at him in shock. Apart from worrying that Qiu Fu would fall into the trap, he was more shocked by Lu Lin's high sensitivity to the battle situation.

The Tatars were so vicious and cunning that even Zhu Di and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were not aware of it.

He, a young man who had never been on a battlefield, was able to analyze Tatar and Qiufu so thoroughly, so that he could see through Tatar's insidious tricks at a glance.

With such scheming, I am afraid that Zhang Liang would feel inferior to himself even if he was still alive.

Zhu Di, Yao Guangxiao and the others looked at Lu Lin and felt their scalps go numb.

This son is really a genius.

Lu Lin didn't know that they were so impressed by him that they were speechless.

He thought it was nothing at all.

Although these are what he saw from the history books, in fact, it is not difficult to analyze it by combining Tatar's previous combat methods and Qiu Fu's personality.

Historically, before Qiu Fu set off on the expedition, Zhu Di advised him again and again not to underestimate the enemy and make rash advances?

So Zhu Di must be able to see such a childish strategy of Tatar.

Zhu Di couldn't get his mind back. If Qiu Fu's entire army was really wiped out, then his Ming's frontier would be considered over.

If it doesn't work, he has to go back to the palace immediately and order Qiu Fu not to leave the city.

But just as he got up, he was dragged back by Lu Lin.

"What are you going to do?"

"I... I'm going to do something urgent."

"Hurry up, you're going to ask the court for credit again, aren't you?"

Lu Lin asked angrily.

"I... then, as the people of Ming Dynasty, we should contribute to the imperial court."

"You're the only one who is smart enough to make a fart. The emperor already has a plan to deal with it. If you don't add trouble, you are doing your best to the court."

Zhu Di:?

I have a countermeasure?

What can I do to deal with it?

Why don't I know it myself?

Chapter 12

Lu Lin said that Zhu Di already had a countermeasure.

Zhu Di was in a daze, he didn't know what to do.

Send someone to hurry up and order Qiu Fu not to fight?

But apparently it was too late.

As of today, Qiu Fu has captured Hadalutai for more than ten days.

With Qiu Fu's temper, he was probably already ready to go out with all his strength.

By the time Zhu Di's imperial decree reached the battlefield, the [-] Ming army would have long since disappeared.

He was in a hurry to return to the palace just now, because he was in a hurry and panicked for a while.

Second, once Qiu Fu was defeated, the [-] Ming army was wiped out, and the border was an empty city. The Tatars would definitely take the opportunity to send their troops south. Even if Nanjing could not be killed, the nearby cities might be looted.

He had to go back quickly to discuss countermeasures with the courtiers.

Therefore, he has no countermeasures at all now.

I don't know why Lu Lin said that he already had a countermeasure.

"What countermeasures can the emperor have?"

Zhu Di sat back and asked Lu Lin modestly.

With Lu Lin's talent, there might really be an excellent countermeasure.

Lu Lin gave him a white look: "You are not the emperor, why are you so concerned?"

"I'm just curious. Faced with such a situation, apart from mobilizing troops from nearby cities to resist the Tatars, what good countermeasures can the emperor have?"

"That's why you are just a speculative businessman, not an emperor. Fortunately, you are not an emperor. Otherwise, if you are so stupid, Ming Dynasty will die in three generations."

Faced with Lu Lin's ridicule, Zhu Di's face turned red and then pale, but for the sake of Daming Jiangshan, he endured it.

Genius, usually more unruly.

He understands.

Lu Lin is no longer a joke, to be honest.

"Now that the border of Ming Dynasty has fallen, the nearest army to the northern border is Beiping, but even if troops are dispatched from Beiping, it will take half a month. At that time, the Tatars may have to attack the city of Nanjing."

Zhu Neng couldn't take it anymore and interrupted him.

"How dare he attack the city of Nanjing with his mere Tatars? Do you think our Ming army is a vegetarian?"

"Don't say that it's a loss of a mere 20 elites. It's 30 or [-]. We still have elite soldiers and strong generals in the Ming Dynasty."

Lu Lin glanced at Zhu Neng and shook his head in disappointment.

"I'm just making an analogy. Naturally, he can't defeat the city of Nanjing. As the son of the Ming Dynasty, he won't be afraid that a mere Tatar can destroy the Ming Dynasty. But have you ever thought about the people in the northern border and the vicinity?"

"The Tatars have always regarded the Han people as two-legged sheep. The men were killed on the spot, and the women and children were taken back to do hard labor. When there was a famine, they were slaughtered and eaten."

This is the fundamental reason why the Han people fear and hate Mongolia so much.

They don't regard the Han people as human beings at all. The captured Han people are just like the cattle and sheep they raise, they are used for food.

"If they break through the defense line of the northern border, the people in the northern border will suffer the most. They will massacre the city and wipe out their families. One can imagine the tragedy."

Zhu Neng was choked up.

How could he not know the cruelty of the Tatars.

I think he was guarding Beiping with His Majesty who has not yet ascended the throne, but he saw Tatars enter the city, rape some pretty women, skin them, tear them apart, and roast them to eat.