In the only tent in Jiannu camp, Mr. Chen was using the tea set he brought to savor the tea.

To be honest, this trip was a chore, and it was not easy for him to come. It was a shame for us scholars to be with them.

Drinking tea is a joy in the bitterness.

Mr. Chen poured a cup of tea and smelled the fragrance of the tea in the cup first, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

At this time, Fan Yongdou hurriedly ran in, looked at Mr. Chen, who was drinking tea calmly, and slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, Mr. Chen, hurry up and welcome the Great Sweat God."

"Oh?" Mr. Chen raised his head and looked at the head of the Fan family, but he had no intention of getting up.

He is an orthodox scholar, and it is not his turn to be a barbarian. The scholar's character is not something that these barbarians can understand.

Although Mr. Chen's trip was to make friends with Jiannu, he was just a use of it. The pride of our heavenly kingdom is not something that these barbarians who drink blood can understand.

"Hahaha!"

Before he saw the man, Huang Taiji lifted the curtain of the big tent and walked in. When he saw Mr. Chen who was drinking tea, there was a murderous intent in his eyes. When he first saw Mr. Chen, Nanman, he could feel that this man looked down on Da Jin from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Chen slept well last night." Huang Taiji said with a smile.

Although he had murderous intentions in his heart, he did not show it. Instead, he had a smile on his face and asked Mr. Chen with concern.

"Cheng'en Khan is concerned. I'm resting well, and I feel much more comfortable sleeping on this road." Mr. Chen smiled and stood up, his stomach nodded to Huang Taiji to show his greeting.

"I failed to entertain Mr. Chen yesterday. This is my fault. Today, the Japanese Khan held a banquet to welcome Mr. Chen. Please give me a look." What a person Huang Taiji is? Not to mention that he looks down on me, what can I do if you ask him to kneel down and call Ama? As long as you give enough benefits, Huang Taiji doesn't care about this useless face."

"You're welcome to politely. I've already delivered the things and it's time to go back tonight." Mr. Chen shook his head, as if he didn't accept the kindness that Huang Taiji had thrown out.

"What does Mr. Chen mean?" Huang Taiji looked a little unkind and looked at Mr. Chen with gloomy eyes. No matter how cunning he was, he could not withstand Mr. Chen one after another. He really thought that his sweat was made of mud!

"Maybe Mr. Chen looked down on Ben Khan and was unwilling to give him this little face?"

"I dare not, Dahan doesn't know what it is. The situation inside the pass is complicated. I still need to raise food and food personally. Time is urgent, so I hope Dahan will not be surprised." Mr. Chen still kept his face calm, as if he didn't see the anger in Huang Taiji's eyes.

In fact, Mr. Chen had long put his life and death aside. He did not agree with the teacher's decision to cooperate with Jiannu from the beginning. He felt that this was a fight with tigers and barbarians were all untrustful and righteous people. Isn't it a self-deprecating person to work with them?

However, the teacher was too stubborn and Mr. Chen could not persuade him to come here. If Jiannu angrily killed himself, it would not be considered as destroying the teacher's plan. He would not have to spend the day in the entanglement of disobeying the teacher's will and his original intentions.

Huang Taiji looked at Mr. Chen.

It was all up to him to know that something was wrong with Shanhaiguan, and he would not send troops to rescue him. In Fan Yongdou's mouth, the scholar in front of him could get such a large amount of food so quickly was the one who could get it.

Huang Taiji learned from Fan Yongdou what kind of power is behind the scholar. This power is so powerful that even Huang Taiji is familiar with it. If I, Dajin, have contact with them, my life will be much better in the future.

Besides, it is also a good thing that these people want the current young emperor of the Ming Dynasty to fail to go back. Once the Ming Dynasty starts an internal strife, it will be the most favorable moment for their Dajin.

"Mr. Chen, my banner masters of Dajin, want to meet you, please don't be surprised." However, Huang Taiji was still a little unwilling. Although he understood, the other banner masters of the Eight Banners did not understand anything.

The Eight Banners are not his own Eight Banners. If such a major event had not been passed by the Eight Banners Conference, I am afraid that he, the great knight, would have no choice but to be helpless. This fucking Eight Banners Conference! I really don’t know why Ahma set up this thing in the first place!

As a person in power, no one wants to have such a thing as his own constraint, and Huang Taiji is no exception.

Under Huang Taiji's soft and hard work, Mr. Chen had no choice but to come with him and accept his banquet.

"Please raise your glasses to our friends for a glass of wine!" Huang Taiji raised his glass and said to the Eight Banners below.

"Treat our friends!" Several Eight Banners' owners also raised their glasses and said.

After they learned about Mr. Chen's identity, they did not dare to neglect. The few banner owners present were not fools. None of them understood what Mr. Chen represented? Those people, they all understood.

If Dajin can make good friends with these people, the benefits will be too great.

Only Manguertai had some thoughts in his eyes. He didn't expect that these wise men would collude with Huang Taiji. If it doesn't work, I have to find a way to go back and report to the emperor.

These traitors from the Ming Dynasty! This marquis must report that the emperor lit the sky lanterns and dragged them to death!

"Father, be careful." Mao Chengzuo carefully helped Mao Wenlong over a steep mountain road.

Mao Wenlong touched the sweat on his head. He could sweat so much in such a cold day, which shows how difficult this road is to walk.

"Damn it! No one knows this road. It turns out that this is not something for people to walk on. If I hadn't been avoiding the stone with my hands and eyes, I would have lost my life now." As he said that, Mao Wenlong looked behind him with lingering fear.

"Zhongming, come here." Mao Wenlong waved his hand and called Geng Zhongming behind him to come over.

"Master General." Geng Zhongming quickly jumped down from the mountain wall above with his hands and feet and saluted Mao Wenlong.

"Zhongming, look at how far it is to get to Shengjing." Mao Wenlong said in the distance.

Geng Zhongming looked at the route map in his hand and then gestured at the concept of direction in his mind.

"Master, it's not far away, look here." Geng Zhongming spread the road map on a large stone and pointed to the extremely abstract lines drawn on it for Mao Wenlong to see.

"Master, look at the reason why this is where you are now. Just cross this river and you can reach the north of Shengjing. Where is the weakest protection place in Shengjing?" Geng Zhongming drew a route in his hand and thought to Mao Wenlong to explain.

"Yeah." Mao Wenlong nodded, then pointed at the last difficulty, which was a river: "What if this river does not freeze?" Mao Wenlong expressed his concerns.

This river is the most difficult part of this road. If it does not freeze, their operation will be over. The Pidao army without any tools to cross the river can only return on the same route.

"Don't worry, the coach must have frozen at this time. I have already asked this clearly." Geng Zhongming replied confidently.

"Then the whole army accelerated its advance!" Mao Wenlong waved his hand and shouted at the army.

The Jiannu camp was entertaining Mr. Chen in a lively manner, and the Jinzhou City was a little nervous.

Although Jiannu was defeated one after another in siege, Jinzhou City suffered a lot of casualties. There were more than 10,000 people killed in the battle, and more than 10,000 injured.

The entire military camp was filled with wounded soldiers crying, but the crying made Zhu Youxiao move. He even took out precious tetanus and penicillin and handed it to the accompanying three thousand guards and military officers to inject these soldiers.

Because Zhu Youxiao discovered that these shameful Jiannu actually applied horse manure to the arrow, once the arrow was shot, there was a high chance of being infected with tetanus or getting inflammation and causing fever.

The only way for doctors in Jinzhou is to either amputate or wait for death. If you are lucky, you will not have a fever for so long. If you are unlucky, you will have this fever, then God doesn’t want you to live again.

But basically no soldier said he would agree to amputation. Even if he died of this fever, he would be better than life after the amputation.

When Zhu Youxiao saw this scene, he even shook his plan to train the army with blood. He had a way to solve Jiannu, but he didn't have to let these people sacrifice in vain. Is it worth it?

But immediately he convinced himself that he was the emperor, so his heart could not be the same as ordinary people. His experience was harder than that of iron stone.

Zhu Youxiao stood on the top of Jinzhou City and looked south, quietly, motionless and let the north wind whistle on his face.

Wu Xiang supported Zhao Rujiao, and Qin Liangyu stood beside Wei Zhengxiong.

They watched the emperor holding a strange flag behind Zhu Youxiao.

The square flag has a vermilion base, and there are five yellow stars in the upper left corner, one big and four small, and four small ones are loyal to the big ones.

Although I don’t know what this flag is, I see the emperor’s serious look and know that the flag is extraordinary. Under the serious atmosphere of Zhu Youxiao, Wu Xiang, Zhao Shujiao, Qin Liangyu, and Wei Zhengxiong also stood up solemnly and looked at the red flag as if facing something very important.

Zhu Youxiao held the flagpole. At this time, he was missing his family in the distance and his family that he would never see again in his life.

Today is a very important day at home in the distance. National Day is not just National Day. October 1st happens to be Zhu Youxiao’s father and the birthday of the National Day.

Today is my father's fifty birthday. I don't know if he has the most favorite scallion noodles on the table. Every year on my father's birthday, there is a bowl of scallion noodles on the table. I heard that the longer the noodles, the better, which means a hundred years of longevity. This year, he specially learned how to make a noodles in order to make a bowl of longevity noodles for my father.

Today is also the 70th anniversary. My family originally agreed to take my father to see the flag-raising event and celebrate with the country, but now there is nothing left...
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