North Korea reached an agreement and it was easy to pack things. Two days later, King Lee Kyung set out and took his ministers straight to Chenyang to meet the Ming Emperor Zhu Yijun. Sui-meng.

At this time, the Ming army also began to assemble.

The first one to react was naturally the soldiers from Liaodong. Each of them was very excited. This war began to make money. They looked down on Japanese pirates from the bottom of their hearts, and could they still have the turmans who can fight?

The second one that came to his reaction was Liu Jing, the admiral of Ji Liao.

Chengdebo, who made great contributions in fighting Korqin, heard that he was going to North Korea to fight Japanese pirates and still had to fight, so he could not sit still. Liu Zhen, who was determined to be a marquis, wrote a letter to Zhu Yijun directly.

The content is also very simple, that is, to ask for battle, the officials from Ji Liao and the other two were all ready to go, ready to fight for His Majesty.

Liu Jing even criticized the Jingying East Camp. The distance is so far, wouldn’t it be a labor force to go to Liaodong? Our Ji Liao army is close to each other and is easy to assemble, so we just send troops directly.

Zhu Yijun did not comment on this and directly replied to Liu Jing that the day of war was later.

The Dongdaying in Jingying was also in aroused fighting spirit at this time. When he heard the imperial edict of dispatching troops, he screamed excitedly. In the same Jingying, the Dongdaying attacked the Wala first, then the Korqin and Duoyan tribes, and the money was full of pots.

He was arrogant all day long and even despised Dongdaying, saying that they were all soldiers who had never been to the battlefield.

I can’t bear it. This time I finally got a chance, so I can’t beat you up with a fierce attack!

The generals from Dongdaying and the young people who came out of the martial arts hall have long been frustrated. They promised to be named marquis immediately, but they didn't have the chance to go to the battlefield. Those who came out of the martial arts hall at the same time were all classmates, and those from Xidaying were all awarded titles.

The Baron Viscount, even has an earl, can you bear it?

This time, when you have the opportunity to participate in the war, you must go and fight well. At the same time, the competition between each other has begun. On weekdays, seven people are dissatisfied with each other and eight are resentful. It seems that no one is as good as you. At this time, they are even more motivated and no one admits defeat.

After the army set off, they headed straight to Liaodong. This time, the British Prince Zhang Weixian was the commander of Xidaying.

After Zhang Rong's death, Zhang Weixian was filial to his grandfather, but the generals did not have to filial piety for three years. Once the mourning period passed, Zhang Weixian was appointed as the admiral of the Dongdaying of Jingying, and this time he led his troops to North Korea.

Anyone can see that Zhang Weixian is deeply favored by the emperor and has strong personal abilities, so the whole world of Dongdaying is convinced.

At night, in the camp.

After patrolling the camp, several commanders gathered together to chat. They were all from the Royal Martial Arts Hall. Although they fought each other, their relationship was still very good.

The flames kept burning and whistling, and several people sat next to the fire, and the flames reflected their young faces.

"This time I go to North Korea, I must make great contributions, so the marquis won't think about it, but the Count can still think about it. I am now a guru who is fighting for the lord. At that time, we will be the first generation of lords and will not be a martial arts with you nobles."

A young man said with expectation on his face, with three points of disgust in his tone, and seven points of teasing.

"Cao Wenzhao, you are so arrogant. If you are a count like this, I think it would be good to get a baron." As soon as he finished speaking, another young man retorted.

"We hereditary nobles and generals, this time we go to North Korea, we will definitely show our power."

"While we still look down on you now, why don't we bow down quickly. When we become rich, we will promote you!"

Hearing his words, several people around him nodded repeatedly: "That's it, that's it!"

Unlike Xidaying, Dongdaying was more of the descendants of the Ming Dynasty, and they were basically from the Royal Martial Arts Hall. The person who spoke was not someone else, but Chang Mingliang, the direct descendant of the Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion.

If nothing unexpected happens, the future title of Marquis Huaiyuan will be his.

Marquis Huaiyuan, his ancestors, Chang Yuchun, was the founding hero of the country. However, he was seized before and was later named Marquis Huaiyuan when he was re-elected. He has been in good momentum over the years. Now Marquis Huaiyuan has become the garrison in Nanjing and is also a powerful leader in the military.

Next to Chang Mingliang, there was a black-faced man named Li Zongcheng, and his father was Li Yangong, the Marquis of Linhuai.

His ancestors were Duke Cao Li Wenzhong. He was dismissed from office because of Li Jinglong's affairs and later re-appointed as Marquis of Linhuai. Now he is in good momentum. There is also a young man next to Li Zongcheng. He looks much whiter than Li Zongcheng.

His name is Deng Shaoyu, his father was Dingyuan Marquis, and his ancestors were Deng Yu, Duke of Wei.

There is another person next to Deng Shaoyu, who is tall and thick. His name is Tang Zhigao, his father is Lingbi Hou, and Zushan is Xinguo Duke Tang He. There are many people around him, basically all the children of nobles.

"I rely on my ability to come to the battlefield. This time I let you see my ability."

Cao Wenzhao was not without help. A low and strong man spoke beside him, "You were not my opponents when you were in the martial arts lecture hall, and this time you were still not my opponents."

"He Renlong, the battlefield is not a competition, what's the use of you fighting?" Deng Shaoyu snorted coldly.

On the hillside not far away, Zhang Weixian looked at the fire, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the young man standing beside him and said with a smile: "This feeling is so good!"

The young man also smiled and said, "I hope everyone will get something after this battle!"

This young man dressed as a civil servant, but he was also from a general. He was the young marquis of the Taining Marquis Mansion, named Chen Wenli. The Taining Marquis Mansion was the most successful nobleman who transformed his martial arts into literature.

At this time, Chen Wenli was walking with the army in the Military Affairs Office, responsible for the statistics of the merits of the army and the food, grass and weapons.

"Your Majesty has feelings for the nobles!" Zhang Weixian said slowly: "Since the establishment of the Royal Martial Arts Hall, the nobles and the nobles have been admitted to school and have been reused after they come out. This is a blessing for us nobles."

Chen Wenli looked at Zhang Weixian and asked with a smile: "You are under a lot of pressure to bring these noble children to the battlefield with you?"

After looking at Chen Wenli, Zhang Weixian smiled and said, "If this battle is won, the nobles will be greatly promoted. If this battle is defeated, I will be the nobles' sinner, so of course there is pressure."

"But I have confidence in them. Although the Royal Martial Arts Hall is lenient, it is strictly out."

"Being able to pass the Royal Martial Arts Lecture exam will prove that they are all qualified. Although they have never been on the battlefield, they will be fine just a few times. Who has the first time, right?"

"Besides, the Xidaying in Jingying is the foundation of the Qi family army. The veterans of the Qi family army who were drawn from Ji Liao were all in Xidaying. These are all soldiers trained by General Qi, and I am confident!"
Chapter completed!