Chapter 591: Defeating Mongolia and Eliminating Border TroublesImperial Master Lin Che led his troops eastward, and the Ming army attacked instantly. Overnight, a thunderous offensive swept across the grassland, and the sound of hurried hooves resounded through the sky. It shocked the entire North, and also shocked all conspiracies and resistances. In the emperor's palace, the lingering sound of Zhu Yuanzhang's laughter and Lin Che's brilliance, at this moment, under the Ming sky, they converged and shone brightly, leaving the world with endless praise and remembrance. In the early morning of the Forbidden City, the sunlight shines on the red walls and green tiles, reflecting a dazzling light. But the atmosphere in the court was far from as bright as the sun. Imperial Master Lin Che sat in his study, with various plans for the final battle between Ming and Mongolia spread out before him. News has come out from the court that the Mongolian army is gathering at the border, seemingly preparing for the most intense battle. Lin Che knows that this is the moment that will decide the fate of the two countries. Zhu Yuanzhang walked into the study, his face full of contemplation, "Master, what is the situation?" Lin Che slowly raised his head, a glimmer of wisdom flashed in his eyes, "Your Majesty, after careful consideration, I have come up with a perfect plan."

"Mongolia's move is a desperate struggle. Far from being afraid, we should take this opportunity to eliminate this major threat in one fell swoop." Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were stern. "Okay, I'll listen to what you said. What's your plan?" Lin Che stood up, walked to a map of the Central Plains, and tapped on it lightly. "Your Majesty, this generation of terrain is dangerous, and it can also cut off their food supplies. If the Mongolian army attacks rashly, it will inevitably be in trouble." "When the time comes, our Ming Dynasty will launch a surprise attack with elite troops and will surely deliver a fatal blow." Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes lit up and he nodded approvingly: "Master, I admire your courage in both literature and martial arts. So, I will let you lead this battle." Lin Che bowed and said, "I obey your order." Following Lin Che's planning, the Ming army made careful deployment on the eve of the decisive battle. Lin Che, as an unknown soldier, infiltrated the army, surveyed the terrain on the spot, and carefully arranged every step. The Mongolian army finally arrived at the border of the Ming Dynasty with great momentum, ready to fight to determine the fate of the country. They were coming in a mighty force, like a black flood, unstoppable. However, when they reached the critical area, they found that the situation was far from as simple as they had imagined. The sudden sandstorm covered my face, and the desert was filled with lonely smoke. In this deserted Gobi Desert, Lin Che stood on a high place, like a commander commanding a country. Beside him, the Ming general Xu Yi asked in a deep voice, "National Master, is it time?" Lin Che nodded. His sight penetrated the rolling sand like an arrow, capturing every key point: "It's time to act." Xu Yi raised the iron whip in his hand and shouted wildly, like thunder rolling on the grassland. According to Lin Che's plan, the Ming army led the Root Bone Army to a position where they were in a safe position... The Mongolian cavalry lost their way in the wind and sand, and also fell into trouble under the deployment of the Ming army. Lin Che rode on his horse, calmly directing the overall situation. He calmly lit a beacon in a hidden place to attract the attention of the Mongolian army to a remote direction, creating an illusion and confusing the enemy. At the same time, let the archers hide in the dark and wait until the critical moment to launch a devastating attack. The war drums thundered and the trumpets blew.

The elite cavalry of the Ming Dynasty rushed down the mountain like a tiger, fully armored, and charged into the heart of the Mongolian army with their fangs and claws bared. Swords flash, life and death fights, the battle situation changes rapidly. At this moment, Lin Che stood at the edge of the battlefield, acting like a calm rider. Every change in his gestures controlled the pulse of the battle. He seemed careless, but in fact, he was confident. The battle entered a white-hot stage. The Ming army was like a tireless army, defeating the Mongolian army wave after wave. The morale of the Mongolian army began to waver, and countless meticulously planned plans began to show their power. Finally, the smoke of war cleared, and the Ming army stood on the battlefield, cutting through thorns and brambles, invincible, appearing mighty and majestic. At the victory banquet, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his wine glass and bowed deeply to Lin Che. "National Master, you are not only my national master, but also the god of war of my Ming Dynasty. I have no way to repay you. Today's banquet is to celebrate your achievements." At the venue, countless soldiers toasted to Lin Che, thanking him for his wisdom and command. Lin Che simply smiled faintly and raised his glass in response. His eyes seemed to see through the empty formalities and look towards the long-term future. The night sky was clear and the stars were shining. The final battle between Ming Dynasty and Mongolia achieved a glorious victory under Lin Che's planning. The Mongolian tribes were caught off guard without adequate preparation. With the night attack, decades of border troubles disappeared, and the grassland was incorporated into the territory of the Ming Dynasty. What changed was not just a dynasty, but an entire generation. Lin Che, the imperial preceptor, was not only the imperial preceptor of the palace, but also the pillar of the Ming Dynasty's external relations. In the court, he must stabilize domestic affairs, and on the diplomatic stage, he must guard against foreign threats. He is the embodiment of power and strategy, and his dual identity makes him an epic figure. Just as Lin Che was dealing with the turmoil on the border and holding the pearl to maintain peace. The imperial court in the capital seemed to be in chaos, with unpredictable circumstances and seemed to be out of the control of the imperial teacher at all. "Imperial Master, you really enlighten me. Appealing to people's emotions and explaining things with reason is the way to govern." Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the dragon throne, stroking his beard and exclaiming in admiration. "Your Majesty, you are too kind. These are just what I should do." Lin Che cupped his hands, but behind his eyes was a deeper level of thought and calculation. He knew very well that this kind of peace was just a balance on the edge of a knife, and it would most likely break down if there was any disturbance. The capital city has always been the core area of ​​court struggles. The rebellious sons in the court fanned the flames, making Lin Che's ideas and actions public and misleading the officials. They slandered Lin Che for deviating from the Confucian way, but in fact they were creating divisions and plotting something bad. "Although Lin Che's plan is brilliant, it is too innovative and has lost the foundation of our Ming Dynasty. We should still follow the old rules. This is the right way." The Minister of Rites, Sun Jing, spoke out at the court meeting. "Hmph, Sun Jing, you, the Grandmaster, are too conservative. The world is changing, and it cannot be determined by the unchanging old rules." Yang Mao, the chief steward of the clan affairs office, stood up to defend Lin Che. Suddenly, the two factions in the court fought openly and secretly, and the confrontation was unresolved.

However, facing this sudden internal trouble, Lin Che, the national teacher, remained calm in the Agricultural Bank. At the same time, the situation in Annan was also unstable. The King of Annan and his former confidants are causing trouble. Yes, the king who once trusted Li Xun and was very reluctant to surrender to the Ming court, has now regained his trust in the Ming Dynasty due to the changing times and circumstances. (End of this chapter)