Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye.
Four months had passed.
Over these four months.
Everything in the Ming Dynasty proceeded steadily.
From the Northern Frontier, a constant stream of surrendered soldiers and captives was escorted back into the heartland of the Ming Dynasty. Barring any surprises, these captives would never return to their homeland. They would labor and die in the Ming Dynasty for generations to come.
Over these four months.
The Ministry of Works, Ministry of War, and Ministry of Revenue of the Ming Dynasty coordinated with all their strength, their cooperation far exceeding anything before.
Led by the Ministry of Works, highways, the New Capital, and cities were constructed.
The Ministry of Revenue compiled registers and relocated southern civilians northward.
The Ministry of War was responsible for mobilizing local commandery troops and escorting captives to various regions.
At the same time!
Across the vast lands of the Northern Frontier.
Countless strongholds had risen. Each was surrounded by walls on all sides, like fortresses, and even more like nails driven by the Chinese Ming Dynasty into the steppe that no dynasty had ever controlled, working in close coordination.
In just four months.
Under the leadership of the current Imperial Grandson, the Ming Dynasty's three main battle camps advanced at full speed, madly expanding their territory. The Cavalry Battle Camp acted as the vanguard, relentlessly pushing north, with the Infantry Battalion and Divine Machine Battalion following behind.
If the Cavalry Battle Camp personally led by Zhu Ying relied on its steppe-ranging combat strength to destroy Tatar tribes with wild abandon, then the Infantry Battalion was responsible for control, searches, and putting down roots.
The territory Zhu Ying had seized was now impossible to measure. It amounted to nearly thirty to forty percent of the Ming Dynasty's entire