Chen Zhaohong said: "Don't take it lightly. The court has just destroyed the Northern Jin Kingdom, and its strength cannot be underestimated."

"The Jin Kingdom is a small country of Gentiles, so there is no need to worry about it." Ali's face was full of pride, "Do you still remember the Tang Dynasty three hundred years ago?"

Chen Zhaohong and his sons looked at each other in surprise.

The Tang Dynasty naturally remembered it, and the historical records clearly.

"The Tang Dynasty is a very powerful era in your hearts, but it still lost to our warriors. In the battle of Henglus, I asked for our help later!"

Without waiting for Chen Zhaohong to say something, Aliben continued: "Our warriors are the most powerful in the world. We have conquered vast fertile fields, rivers and oceans. There is endless land there, which is beyond your imagination."

"So, you told me that your court destroyed the Xia Kingdom, the Jin Kingdom, and the conquered Nanyang, and these all seemed insignificant in the face of our conquest."

"If your emperor dares to start a war against us, our warriors will cross the vast sea and cross the vast desert. The powerful cavalry will inevitably break your mountains and rivers, and make your emperors, officials and people surrender."

The Chen father and son remained silent, and were shocked by what Ali Ben said for a moment.

According to historical records, the Great Food Kingdom is indeed very powerful.

Chen Zhaohong believed in the power of the Great Food Kingdom.

Now he has also tore his face openly and fought against the court, and Ali Ben is one of his backers.

Maybe he was not convinced, but was unwilling to doubt.

In short, he is now obedient to the words of these barbarians and merchants.

However, after hearing Ali Ben said that he had only mobilized 5,000 people over, he felt a little anxious: "There is indeed too few 5,000 people, at least 50,000 people will be added!"

Alibaba spat in his heart: You old guy, what do you think the sea is? It's only 50,000 people to mobilize 50,000 people!

Seeing that Chen Zhaohong was still very anxious, he said again: "Does Chen official not believe us?"

"I naturally have absolute trust in you, but what if the dog emperor sends more troops?"

"Not to mention how many officials you have collected our money, can you tell the Gaochang Uighurs you mentioned? "

"Is that Gaochang Uighur from the Western Regions?"

"Yes, their king Bilgro has joined us, and powerful cavalry are being organized there. The Caliph and the Sultan warriors will stain your northwest war zone with swords and sword blood."

He made Chen Zhaohong frightened that Gaochang Uighurs were an ancient country in the Western Regions, and he knew very little, and some fragmented information was known from some historical books.

Moreover, Guangzhou is located in Lingnan and has not many historical books, let alone detailed understanding.

He only knew that the Tang Dynasty was extremely prosperous in the front, and it was under the jurisdiction of the Central Plains. Later, due to the Anshi Rebellion, the Western Regions collapsed and many countries were divided.

The Gaochang Uighurs were one of the later ones, and their national strength was also very strong.

I don't know the others.

Seeing that Chen Zhaohong was a little confused, Ali Ben thought to himself: These people don’t know the situation there, and they will believe whatever I say.

Chen Zhaohong said: "The Gaochang Uighurs are still thousands of miles away from your country, how about..."

"Prince Chen, this Gaochang Uighur feels weak because of your Northwest War Zone, and he has endured the Khartok Khanate. This Khartok Khanate is a vassal state of our Seljuk. Our Caliph and Sultan heard that the Song army was doing evil in the border, and they were furious, so they mobilized powerful cavalry to march into the Gaochang Uighur."

The more he said, the more surprised Chen Zhaohong was.

"You don't know that the military situation in the northwest is now in urgent need of 100,000. The millions of warriors of the Caliph are already on the border. Your emperor has no time to deal with the matter in Lingnan!"

Seeing that Chen Zhaohong had completely intimidated, Ali Ben continued: "President Chen, are you still hesitating about what? Give me the musket manufacturing drawings. I will help you establish the South Vietnamese country. Our million warriors in Seljuk are your supporters!"

"I have done my best to help you. I hope you can also show some sincerity. Sultan needs the manufacturing drawings of muskets!"

"When I ascend the throne, I will give you the musket manufacturing drawings."

Seeing that Chen Zhaohong didn't see the rabbit and didn't show the eagle, Ali was angry, but on the surface he didn't show it. Instead, he smiled politely: "Official Chen, I look forward to that day. Sultan asked me to tell you that we will always be friends. We will support you any help you need!"

After saying that, the crowd began to drink and talk.

After coming out of Chen's mansion, the smile on Ali's face completely disappeared.

"Born everyone who can buy it, and no matter what means you use, you must get the musket manufacturing drawings from Chen Zhaohong!"

"yes!"

He rode his horse and headed all the way to his residence.

On the way, he saw many people who lost their money due to war and robbery. These people were unable to feed themselves, without covering their clothes, and squatted in the corners of the street begging.

Their eyes were numb and their faces turned yellow.

A little girl about six or seven years old, walking barefoot on the street, with her big eyes full of tears: "Prince, please give me some, I haven't eaten for a few days, please..."

"Get out of here, you lowly Han people!"

Anmede rode on the horse, whipped it with a whip, and slapped it on the little girl viciously, slapped the little girl to the ground, leaving a shocking scar on her body.

An old man hurried over and took the little girl away.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry..." The little girl made a submissive voice, which was heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

Originally, they were also a family with no worries about food and clothing, but their parents were killed by the rioters during the rebellion. The father and father escaped and wandered on the streets of Guangzhou.

The old man hugged his granddaughter tightly and ran away quickly, but he was still whipped by Anmeide behind him: "The lowly slave, if you don't disappear before me, you will kill you!"

The people around him were angry when they saw it, but they were powerless.

Many of the houses around had collapsed, and teams of rebellious troops and barbarian troops walked through the streets.

The strong smell of blood reminded the people of the whole city that there was a massacre here two months ago.

Don't believe it?

The solidified blood on the ground is proof!

The rotten corpses in the mass graves in the suburbs are evidenced!

This is the once prosperous Nandu of the Song Dynasty!

In order to improve the development of Lingnan, the emperor designated Guangzhou as the southern capital of the Song Dynasty and the center of the south.

From the perspective of administrative level, it is second only to Kaifeng Prefecture.

The imperial court allocated huge sums of money here every year to build houses, pave roads, and support the commerce here. The official encouraged agriculture, sericulture, schools, and welfare homes.

As the export city of the South China Sea, Guangzhou connects many barbarians and merchants from the West.

Guangzhou is becoming more and more prosperous, but now it is almost half destroyed.

People watched the rebels and the barbarians go away in shock, their eyes full of despair.

On the head of the main gate of Guangzhou City, there are a row of rotten heads hanging.

They are Zhang Zhiheng, the transfer envoy of Guangnan East Road, Zhou Qing, the envoy of the Criminal Prison Division of Guangnan East Road, Lu Wei, the envoy of the Pingchang Division of Guangnan East Road, Gao Heng, the commander-in-chief of the Xiang army, and Huang Huan, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial City Division of Guangnan East Road.

In the massive riot three months ago, almost none of these senior officials survived.

Their heads were hung here to intimidate the people on Guangnan East Road.

shocking!

At this time, the pirate leader Feng Bao was moving forward happily.

Ten thousand rebels on the west coast of Hong Kong Village have also landed, almost all of them are barbarians, of which Kunlun slaves account for 8,000, and one thousand cannibals and one thousand Persians.

The leader was a Persian named Faris, who was a entourage of Amed. When he was young, he worked as a grassroots officer in Seljuk. After retiring, he relied on some great nobles and wealthy businessmen in order to live a better life.

This is a cruel person.

These barbarians were originally doing business in Guangzhou. During the riots, they were soon trained by Faris to become an army with a little combat power.

"Our goal tonight is to kill all Song Gou!"

The rebels seemed quite excited, and these people were the ones who were the winners of this rebellion.

The Han people's cities were so prosperous. In the past, they only had the envy of themselves. Now, in just three months, they have completed what they could only get in their dreams for a lifetime.

They were all very satisfied.

If they kill all the last Song army here tonight, they will have an unprecedented sense of accomplishment psychologically.

Xu Yunsheng said to Xiao Yi in a deep voice: "Brother Xiao, withdraw first and save your strength!"

Staring at the woods ahead, Xiao Yi just sighed faintly: "You retreat, I can't retreat. If we all retreat, the rebels from all over Guangnan East Road will inevitably collapse in their beliefs!"

"We are soldiers. It is our duty to die on the battlefield and defend our country!"

He quickly walked to the hillside, with more than a dozen commanders and dozens of Dutou below.

"My sons, damn it! These barbarians, I, the Song Dynasty, have never treated them badly, but slaughtered my people and destroyed my city! My hatred is like the raging waves of the South China Sea, and the sky is hard to calm down! Today I want to fight with them to death, never stop until I die! I am not willing to die. You have an old mother and a wife and a child in your family, and you are unwilling to bury your bones here, so you evacuate to the port on the east line, where there are boats waiting for you!"

His tone was quite tragic: "Take care of all the villagers in Hong Kong villages! Those who are willing to fight with me will leave the list!"

Everyone stood up and everyone shouted: "Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty! I wish to bury my bones here!"

Their voices were quite penetrating, and the soldiers around them shouted.

The villagers who were busy cleaning up stopped hearing this, and some women suddenly burst into tears.

This was once a prosperous place for trade and trading, but now it has become hell.

The child lost his parents and countless people were thrown into the wild.

Flowers withered and fertile fields were destroyed.

"Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

The sounds echoed one after another, and everyone was determined to die.

At this time, about fifteen large warships docked on the southern coast of Hong Kong Village.

Cai Rixin, commander of the First Army of the South China Sea Navy, shouted: "Tong Li, the entire First Army is ready!"

"Push it as fast as possible!"
Chapter completed!