Yilibali is the only place where the Ming Dynasty is constantly fighting. During this period, some people opposed it, saying that it was constantly bleeding there without any benefit, so it was better to give up.

But the military will not give up, nor will the emperor.

There is the place where the Ming Dynasty maintains its sense of touch. The Ming Dynasty needs to grasp the movements of Halie and the flesh-fried fans at any time.

Even Tessie's movements can only be obtained from here.

Every time Yili sent news from inside, the Governor's Office of the Five Army always discussed it.

"The coalition stopped strangling us in Yili. Everyone, this is not good news."

Meng Ying said it was not good news, but there was more excitement between her eyebrows.

A group of generals were excited.

Meng Yingyangyang said in the information in his hand: "The coalition forces must not dare to stop suddenly from confronting the Ming Dynasty in Yilibali, so this is the news, they are ready to go!"

"They are ready to go!"

Zhu Zhanji raised the memorial in his hand, a blush appeared on his face, and then stood up and said, "Who has any objection?"

Today is the bachelor of the regent, and Yang Rong was the first to say: "Your Majesty, you also have a great relationship with the Li. If any party retreats, it means admitting defeat. Therefore, the coalition forces will not retreat, I am..."

He remembered the war that year, and he always believed that there would be no more wars of this scale.

But now the coalition forces are showing that they are telling the Ming Dynasty: Come on, let’s launch a large-scale attack!

"They don't like attacking the city."

After Yang Shiqi and Jin Youzi left here, only Yang Rong was proficient in the army.

This is also the basis for the tragedy that happened later.

At that time, without these old ministers, no one in the Ming Dynasty could lead the army! It could provide strategic planning for the king.

So Huang Huai and Yang Pu could only watch Yang Rong sing a one-man show awkwardly.

"So this is their hint, indicating that we either attack or give up Yilibali from now on, and even more places, such as the former territory of the Oirat."

Yang Rong's analysis was deeply praised by Zhu Zhanji, and he nodded and said, "Scholar Yang said this. Since they dared to let go and try hard, they must have gathered a large number of troops in Samarkand. If the Ming Dynasty does not move, then they will attack, harass the border walls, clear up all the forces along the way, and will soon expand again."

"I told everyone to be on guard and not stop provoking, and we must find out the movements of the coalition forces!"

Zhu Zhanji has never been to the greenhouse flowers, he almost died on the battlefield.

So no one dares to question his arrangement, at least not yet.

"Get training and prepare all kinds of baggage."

Zhu Zhanji's orders were very short, but after being conveyed, they would be decomposed layer by layer and transmitted step by step.

War is not simple. First, you have to understand the trends and scale of the enemy's troops, then guess their purpose, and finally decide how to deal with it.

Before leaving, Yang Rong said: "Your Majesty, there will be many political affairs in the future. Will you make up for the vulnerable ones?"

This sounds like no one else but everyone present understands it.

Zhu Zhanji said expressionlessly: "I understand."

Yang Rong and others took their leave and left the warm pavilion. Huang Huai said, "Jin Youzi has been there for a few days."

Yang Pu glanced at Yang Rong and saw that he was not angry, and said, "Everyone empathizes with it, but state affairs are not waiting for anyone!"

Huang Huai looked into the distance and said lightly: "I know that some rabbits are dead and foxes are sad."

Yang Pu felt that Huang Huai was sometimes too impulsive, so he advised: "We all visited each other every now and then, and we had all the hearts we should have. Everyone had the sadness in private, but..."

He touched his slightly bulging belly and sighed, "Who will never grow old?"

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the rules, but Jin Youzi refused to obey this rules.

He hated that God did not give himself more time, and he hated that no one was going to work hard for Confucianism.

He was writing a letter, and Jin Zhaobo held him behind him, and there was almost no flesh in the places he came into contact with, all of them were bones.

"Father, take a break."

Jin Zhaobo felt sad when he heard the delicate gasp.

"What to rest?"

Jin Youzi's voice sounded slightly hoarse, accompanied by gasps, and it seemed that he would stop breathing in the next moment.

He finished the letter with difficulty and said, "I copied two copies of this letter, one to Yang Rong and the other to Yang Shiqi. You can keep the original and show them if you have the opportunity in the future."

Jin Zhaobo didn't understand this so-called timing. He was about to help his father lie down, but Jin Youzi said, "Prepare..."

His face turned red, and Jin Zhaobo's heart became cold and he said, "Father, you can still..."

Jin Youzi suddenly smiled and said, "Idiot, I am so old that I can die in my life. Your Majesty in the court often sends people here and takes care of them. People can be satisfied in this life..."

"Master, someone from the palace is here."

Jin Youzi heard this and said, "Please come."

He can no longer come out to greet him. It only took a few days to sit on the bed calmly from being so nervous.

He knew that he was not able to do it anymore, and the life in his body was constantly passing by. If he had no concern in his heart, he would not be able to delay today.

"Father……"

Four other sons came in outside.

Jin Youzi nodded and said, "Don't speak later."

Several sons agreed. One of them looked at Jin Youzi and said nervously: "Father, your majesty is kind..."

Jin Youzi looked at him, and anger flashed across his face, but finally turned into kindness: "I want to write a letter to you for your father?"

Several sons lowered their heads, and Jin Youzi shook his head and said, "It is not a gentleman to turn public into private affairs. If you do it, you will be ashamed of returning to your hometown to be buried!"

Later, when someone came in, it was Hu Yi.

"Why is Lord Jin like this..."

Hu Yi didn't expect that Jin Youzi would lose his shape by losing weight. Jin Youzi smiled and said, "This is a fate, why should Lord Hu be surprised?"

Only then did Hu Yi realize the profound meaning of Zhu Zhanji sending him here.

"Your Majesty is concerned about you and will let you rest well. And..."

Hu Yi glanced at Jin Youzi's sons and said, "Mr. Jin, the noble man looks extraordinary and is the only way to come out to serve the country."

Jin Youzi shook his head and said, "By abilities."

Hu Yi wanted to persuade him again, but Jin Youzi's eyes were filled with glory and asked, "But is there any major event in the court?"

Hu Yi’s biggest purpose is to ask Jin Youzi, who do you want the emperor Yinmeng, the five sons in the family?

But Jin Youzi refused directly, so he had to talk about the matter in the court.

"That's a temptation, the rafting in Hami's side will suffer."

When he heard that the coalition forces suddenly gave up entangling the Ming army in Yili, Jin Youzi pointed out the key points, which made Hu Yi admire him very much.

Jin Youzi gasped for a few times, and Jin Zhaobo quickly brought him tea.

He rested for a while and said, "Tell Your Majesty that the Taixi people were afraid of being beaten by the Ming Dynasty on the waterway, so they would instigate the meat fans and Halie, and even give a lot of benefits. This time they moved, the army would inevitably be storming. The first step was to enter Yilibali, and then look for an opportunity to fight the Ming Dynasty..."

After he said so much in one breath, his complexion became worse and worse.

Hu Yi advised: "Mr. Jin, let's take a rest."

Jin Youzi shook his head, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and said, "If the Ming Dynasty does not respond, then the outside of the border will no longer be owned by the Ming Dynasty, and it will even endanger the Nuergandusi. Therefore, Meiergan and others are sure that the Ming Dynasty will come out, but when to go out and where to fight them, all these require temporary decisions... "

He leaned on Jin Zhaobo's shoulder, and his eyes gradually looked at the void without any consciousness.

"Mr. Jin!"

Seeing his face, Hu Yi couldn't help but shout, "Go and call the imperial doctor!"

Jin Youzi suddenly gasped and said, "No need."

He leaned on the eldest son's shoulder and looked at the void: "Tell Your Majesty that you should not be anxious about this battle..."

Hu Yi nodded and agreed.

"Be careful...they are like wild dogs on the grassland, and they will come with the smell of blood, and they will accidentally join the sensation..."

When he said this, he was so angry that Hu Yi was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Does Lord Jin have anything to explain?"

The important officials would leave suggestions before they went there, and most of these suggestions were respected by the emperor, which was also their political legacy.
Chapter completed!