Xi'an City.

It is said to be ten thousand people, but in fact, there were more than ten thousand people when they actually sent troops.

When a large army goes to war, logistics is essential, and there are tens of thousands of civilians responsible for escorting food and grass.

Zhu Ciyang was a little worried and asked the Shaanxi officials around him: "This will not cause civil rebellion again, will it?"

Xi'an Order replied: "Please rest assured, your highness, we are not recruiting for free this time. As long as we return from service, we can get an additional 100 acres of land. The big guy is very motivated."

Although Shaanxi is Li Zicheng's hometown, the Dashun Army under his command also made Shaanxi 50% of its population.

Why 99% of the peasant army in history failed to achieve success is because these guys have no organization and record, and they are full of disasters, rape and looting, and are not popular at all.

This made it convenient for Zhu Cixuan and the Ming officials, because the officials who owned the most land, landlords and nobles, were the first to be killed by Li Zicheng, which made more than 70% of the land in Shaanxi now have no homeland.

For ordinary people who have experienced war and longed for stability, it is definitely a sure thing to earn 100 acres of land by serving one time.

So with the order from Xi'an Prefecture, all adult men who could still walk within 180 miles of surroundings came to apply, and they were extremely motivated.

Zhu Cixuan felt relieved and said, "That would be better, let's go."

The army set out in such a mighty manner.

Under the rising sun, this army looks vigorous and full of vitality.

The soldiers carried guns on their shoulders and marched in full spirit. Many soldiers were discussing topics while walking.

"How many ten rounds of bullets would you do yesterday?"

“90 rings.”

"Hiss, you're so accurate. You're really worthy of being the sharpshooter here. I'm only 85 rings."

"Hi, it's mainly because it's too tiring to marching and running. It's not enough to perform well. It's usually around 93 rings."

"Haha, your modesty sounds really a pity for you. When you face the Mongolians, don't be ruthless in shooting."

"Soft-handed? What a joke? Even if the Mongolian Khan rushed over, we would have to shoot him in the head!"

Laughing kept coming from every corner of the queue, and hearing it in the heart of the British Duke also made the famous general of the Ming Dynasty feel a little moved.

"For many years, the morale of our Ming army has rarely been so excited."

The British Duke subconsciously looked at Zhu Cilang. He knew very well in his heart that it was precisely because of the existence of His Royal Highness Zhu Cilang that the Ming army grew step by step from the original lack of morale to the present, and became a steel army sweeping across the southeast, southwest and northwest of the Ming Dynasty.

Before that, even the Duke of England felt that the Ming Dynasty might have been exhausted and that the world could only be inherited by Dashun.

But now...

"Maybe, this is how man conquers nature." The British Duke said to himself.

Zhu Cixuan didn't know that the British Duke had so much emotion, and he was giving orders.

"We will go west this time and go to Qinghai Lake first!"

Qinghai Lake is a saltwater lake, and lake water is basically undesirable to humans.

However, many tributaries of Qinghai Lake flow down from the mountains and flow into this place. These tributaries are made up of the melting snow water of the mountains and can be directly drunk.

Therefore, there are still a large number of nomads near Qinghai Lake, including Gushikan's most trusted son Chaolu.

Zhu Cilang's idea is very simple, that is, to push the Qinghai-Tibet all the way and take over Qinghai-Tibet.

At this moment, the system's sound suddenly rang.

"Please arrive at the shore of Qinghai Lake within one month to sign in to trigger new system tasks."

Zhu Cilang's heart moved slightly and he felt a little calmer again.

If this wave has systematic endorsement, isn’t it safe to win?

The army advanced westward and a few days later left the Guanzhong Basin and began to turn northwest to enter the westernmost part of the Loess Plateau.

After a while, the army arrived at Lanzhou City in Lintao Prefecture, which was also the northwest city in the Ming Dynasty.

After leaving Lanzhou, go northwest, that is, the area of ​​Xingdusi in Shaanxi, which is Xiningwei.

Here we can only say that the land was nominally the Ming Dynasty, but in fact it was ruled by local chieftains.

After entering Xingdusi, Shaanxi, it seems that he has left the boundary of civilization.

There are no villages, no farmland, and even roads. All you can see is a mountain and grassland among the mountains.

In winter, there is still snow on the tops of many mountains, and golden sunshine shines from the sky. Against the background of the clear blue sky, people can't help but feel the urge to worship.

Zhu Cixuan couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder some people always say that they need to come to Qinghai-Tibet for a trip that can be done in their entire life."

The British Duke on the side asked curiously: "I wonder who this statement is from?"

Zhu Cilang replied very calmly: "Of course it comes from the mouth of my palace."

Duke of England: "…"

When the Xining Guard station approached, altitude sickness began to occur.

Although Xining is only the northeastern part of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and is not very high at an altitude, there are still some people who are not adapted to the plateau climate that have mild symptoms.

The British Duke attached great importance to this and immediately came to report: "Your Highness, someone in our army has a miasma!"

Zhu Cilang waved his hand: "It's okay, this is not a disease, just take a rest. If you send the order, we will stay at Xiningwei for three days."

The altitude of Xining is only more than 2,000 meters, which is strictly not enough to trigger altitude sickness. It can only be said that these soldiers have been used to being in plains all their lives and have no resistance to this altitude sickness.

Several tribal leaders from Xining Guard also visited together.

"I've seen Your Highness."

Zhu Cilang looked at the tribal leaders in front of him and smiled: "You are all loyal ministers of my Ming Dynasty. You don't have to be too polite. Let's go in with me."

These tribal leaders are actually Mongols, but not all Mongols are willing to go against the Ming Dynasty, and there are not a few Mongols who are loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Cilang waved his hand: "Lao Fang, bring the things up!"

Fang Gongqian immediately brought people to deliver a batch of muskets.

Several leaders were obviously confused, and Zhu Cixuan didn't talk nonsense. He picked up a musket and demonstrated it on the spot.

With a "bang", the bull head used as a demonstration was penetrated by a hole, which surprised the leaders and thought that Zhu Cilang was going to attack them.

Just as these leaders were about to kneel down, Zhu Cixuan put down his musket and smiled: "As a commendation for allegiance to the Ming Dynasty, I will reward you with one hundred muskets."

The leaders all knelt down in an instant with a thud.

"Thank you for your reward. We will swear to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty and your Highness!"

Zhu Cixuan laughed and said, "So now I want to ask a question, do you have any good solutions to this altitude sickness?"
Chapter completed!