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Forty-seven-nine Wanyan Xiangbei Nalan Zhengnan

(Today's first chapter, there is another chapter later. I found that it seems to be cut into small chapters and read better.)

He has gained weight and his figure is even a bit bloated. It can be seen that he is well maintained. Although he is over 60 years old, his hair is still black and his face is very rosy.

Looking at the quarrels below, he suddenly yawned, with unconcealed boredom in his eyes.

He is old and no longer the iron-blooded general who rose to establish the country with the Jurchens of the Three Clans! He no longer has the ambitions he was young. For now, what he wants to enjoy is mellow wine and beauties, luxurious palaces, wonderful singing and dancing, rather than a battlefield with blood flying everywhere.

What he was thinking about now was how to quickly rescue his baby, the dear girl. After not seeing him for many years, he already missed his daughter very much. Instead of watching these guys fight for power and intrigue here.

He snorted coldly in his heart: "Do you really think I am a waste? You can't even see your tricks?"

He was just too lazy to care about it, and there was no need for this. As long as he held the highest authority in his hands and let these people do whatever they wanted, that's all. In short, he couldn't escape the shackles.

Monk Wanyan Chen was tired of this endless quarrel. He coughed gently. His life's light cough seemed to have a strong penetration power, and it instantly spread throughout the court. The court, which was still clamoring just now, was quiet like a vegetable market, and everyone turned their attention to Monk Wanyan Chen.

They have respect and fear in their eyes.

He is old, but he is a tiger that is still majestic!

The old tiger is in its vigor!

"After talking, I can't come up with a charter. My precious daughter still has a thousand kidnapped horses, and she is still fighting bloody on the front line. I don't know how long it will be at the city, and Gangyi doesn't know where he is. In this crisis, you still have the time to think about nonsense?" Monk Wanyan Chen said slowly. A sense of unconcealed sarcasm emanated from the language.

Everyone in the palace was a little embarrassed, but no one dared to refute it, and they just responded.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. Since you can't say a word or two, then I Khan will give the order directly!" Monk Wanyan Chen said in a deep voice: "Transfer the order!"

A eunuch standing beside him like a wood, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I remember everything you said."

"Wanyan Lie! You bring a thousand kidnapped horses, 150 million armored cavalry, and 20,000 light cavalry. Go to the north to support Yeping! I have sent an edict. Now the warriors of each tribe have already ridden on horses, picked up swords, and waited for the conscript! You go north and summon local tribe leaders and take over the military power directly! I will allow you to sign 30,000 warriors!"

A young man who was only thirty years old had a fat face and looked extremely ferocious. His head was shaved, and he only had a pigtail like a pigtail, and his surroundings were already blue. Obviously, he had maintained this hairstyle for some time. This was the traditional Jurchen dress, but with the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were not many people who had such hair. Even if he had braids, he would still have a thick and long braid. Moreover, his hair would not be shaved so cleanly. He usually left half a head, unlike this. Some children of the elite who were particular about magnolia oil would apply on it. It was fragrant, and some people even tied flowers on it...

This young man's dress and appearance give people the feeling that he is extremely wild and rough. His name is Wanyan Lie. He is also a child of the Wanyan tribe. He is considered to be the distant nephew of Monk Wanyan Chen. He is not from a high school, but he is in a high position at a young age and has always been known for his cruelty and bloodthirsty.

An excitement flashed in his eyes, and a head was knocked down heavily, and he shouted: "My minister, obey the order!"

Monk Wanyan Chen stared at him and said word by word: "Wanyan Lie, I know your temperament has always been dissatisfied with others, but this time, after you went to the north, I want you to listen to everything from Yeping. Have you heard it clearly?"

Wanyan Lie instinctively wanted to say why should I listen to a woman? But as soon as he touched the cold eyes of Monk Wanyan Chen, he immediately did not dare to say this sentence, so he had to nod and responded reluctantly.

Monk Wanyan Chen said in a deep voice again: "Nalan Jiancheng, you will take one thousand iron pagodas and twenty thousand armored infantry to the south. Just like Wanyan Lie, you can also recruit infantry in the tribes along the way. I will give you no limit, and you will be mobilized as much as you want! Your main purpose is to defend! Keep the important road Baiying Gorge and prevent the Wuyi Army from advancing!"

A young man with a handsome and handsome appearance came out and responded.

Monk Wanyan Chen quickly announced these two appointments, obviously it was a premeditation, which caught everyone in the palace off guard. The two people appointed by the Khan were well-received among the younger generation and were also good at fighting. No one could say a word about appointing them. Although they were inevitably going to use their power this time, in this case, Monk Wanyan Chen announced the appointment, but they did not even have an excuse to refute. The most important thing is that these two people are not from high origins - at least they have no interests in their interests with the people in the palace. In other words, if they win, they will not get any benefits. If they lose, everyone will be in trouble together.

Moreover, it is indeed a critical situation!

"What we need to do now is to focus on defeating the Russian bastards first, and then go back to deal with Wu Yi's army!"

Monk Wanyan Chen glanced at everyone and smiled coldly: "The Wuyi army is not difficult to deal with. If you want to deal with them, there are ways to deal with them. You may not have to fight! Okay, let's go down! If you should arrange military pay, arrange military pay, collect personnel, and mobilize supplies. I will say the ugly thing first. This time, if anyone dares to play with me secretly and disobey the situation, it will be against our Jurchen country and will not be able to fight against our entire Jurchen tribe. Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With the orders of Monk Wanyan Chen, the entire Jurchen Khan was running at full speed like a machine with sufficient power. It has to be said that the Jurchens were not as complicated as those of the Ming Dynasty, and their efficiency was not low, and they retained the characteristics of a considerable number of tribes.

Wanyan Lie and Nalan Jiancheng took the military talismans and received the seal, and then went directly to the four military cities outside the city to lead the troops to get to know the officers. In the evening, the horses, food, and supplies that they went to the army to fight were almost ready. The weapons and other things that should have been carried had also been repaired.

The orders issued at noon were prepared early the next morning.

On September 15, 2018, the 52nd year of Zhengde, two large armies were driven out of the Jurchen Khan court, one way south and the other north. Most of the ones heading north were cavalry, horse-walking, armoured cavalry, and light cavalry, which were like a violent whirlwind. It is conceivable that they could give the Russian army, whose morale was already entangled by Wanyan Yeping, how "enjoy" they could give the Russian army, whose morale was very depressed.

Most of the people who went south were infantry, and their main task was to defend and defend the Wuyi army until the north was freed up.

Although it was early in the morning, the entire Jurchen Khan had already come alive. Monk Wanyan Chen did not come forward, and the powerful and powerful divided into two groups to see off the army that went to war.

The large area of ​​civilian settlements outside the Jurchen Khan Temple had also awakened. They sold steamed buns, braised meat, vegetables and small businesses, went out to hunt, sent food and food to the city, and shit and urine and excrement were very lively. The army that went out to fight naturally attracted everyone's attention. They surrounded the roadside and cheered at the soldiers who went out to fight.

At this time, the Jurchens were still immersed in the dream of defeating the Ming Dynasty thirty years ago and successfully leaving the Ming Dynasty. In a later generation's words, it means that the national honor is very strong... In their opinion, the Jurchen Iron Cavalry is invincible!

The military discipline of the Jurchen army was not as strict as the Ming Dynasty. Some even talked and laughed with people they knew on the roadside, but there was no taboo.

In the market, news always circulates the fastest, and soon, a large amount of news begins to flow among the crowd. If you say something, you will get a lot of news.

In the crowd, a thin and dry young man was wearing a green jacket that was half old and not new, holding his hands in his sleeves, and also watching all this with a smile. From time to time, he chatted and laughed with the people around him. When the crowd cheered at the soldiers, he also stood on tiptoe and cheered loudly, making him more excited than anyone else.

Half an hour later, the army was not yet in full swing, and the young man seemed to be unable to bear it. He laughed and said a few words to the people next to him, and then he got out of the crowd and disappeared into the alley.

He was walking around the alley, and when he appeared again, he had already appeared at the back door of a large mansion.

This mansion is located on the east side of the entire Jurchen Khan Temple. Further east is the wider Iman River. The scenery here is very good, but it is really desolate. However, combined with the owner's identity analysis, it is reasonable - this is Yang's house, the house of Yang Kai, a wealthy Han businessman.

Although Yang Kai is the largest Han merchant in the Jurchens and the largest merchant, he can always go to the feast of the Jurchens' powerful families, but he is not qualified to own his own house in the city. In the Jurchen Khanate, discrimination against the Han people was deeply rooted. He was valued because he could bring what he wanted to the Jurchens, but it does not mean that the Jurchens put him at a high level as he did.

Therefore, it is natural for Yang Kai to build his house by the river and not live close to others. Moreover, next to Yang's house, there is a dock built by Yang Kai himself, which can be docked with many ships. No one raised any objection to this, because Yang Kai's business is very large and water transportation occupies an important share, and he has many large ships in his own home.

But if you think from another perspective - with this location, this dock, this ship, if something happens, will it run faster? (To be continued) rq!~!
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