: Intensive

The construction site opposite the Duke of Weiguo Mansion is in full swing, with palaces and pavilions rising from the ground, magnificent and magnificent. The small lakes, islands in the middle of the lake, and rockery have also begun to take shape.

Xuanming Palace, which was half-built by the angry Emperor Zhengde, was demolished. All the work and materials were used for silver on this imperial temple. The discounted silver was used to rebuild the houses. The people who were driven out of the capital by Liu Jin and had nowhere to live or had their whole family crowded into small residences.

With these ready-made materials, the construction speed of Huang'an was so fast that Wei Bin was busy. Liu Jin fell, making this internal official who was close to Liu Jin very cautious in doing things in order to make up for his position in the emperor's mind. With him supervising construction on the construction site all day long, how could the foreman of each department not work hard?

Due to the war in Hebei and Shandong, many refugees fled to the capital. It is difficult to ensure security when these people are placed in the capital. In addition, the weather gradually becomes hotter and a large number of refugees enter Beijing. Once a plague occurs, it is very important. However, if the refugees do not resettle the imperial court, it is a dereliction of duty, and the desperate refugees will not be able to guarantee that there will be no accident.

Under Cheng Qiyun's instruction, Wei Bin asked to see the emperor and asked all these refugees to be moved to the western suburbs. Young and strong laborers joined the construction army, and women and children could also do the work of planting flowers and grass. Some of them could also be placed in a small-scale worker for nearby landlords. In this way, a large number of cheap laborers were hired. They would not cause trouble if they had something to do and had food to eat. They could kill two birds with one stone.

Zhengde thought it was Wei Bin's idea, but he looked at him differently and praised him a few words. He was so happy that Wei Bin scratched his ears and faces, and he became more respectful when he saw Cheng Qiyun. At this moment, he was busy on the construction site, and the back flower yard of Duke Wei's mansion was also busy.

Gao Wenxin had married into the Yang Mansion, and his cousin was in the Imperial College. In order to take care of him, Gao Wenlan moved to the city to live, and the original yard was empty. Han Youniang took someone to demolish the low wall, vacate the three houses in the yard, arranged for Cheng Qiyun's maid to live in, and sent her a few maids.

Instead of staying in a guest room or study room, she set up a separate house in the back garden. Han Youniang's intention was beyond words. Cheng Qiyun's exquisite and clever heart, how could she not understand? Even though she was deceiving and cunning, except for having Yang Ling in her heart, looking at the world, I was the only one who let me down and not let others down. She still respected Han Youniang from the bottom of her heart.

What is Yang Ling's identity now? What is Han Youniang's identity? Even her son is the emperor's Yier-kan. The Yang family is the number one upstart in the capital. Han Youniang is willing to make such a statement. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, what she cares about is Han Youniang's lack of discrimination towards her, so she is naturally grateful.

Cheng Qiyun is rich, not to mention that she controls a huge amount of wealth that is as rich as a country, she can even use it to pull up an army at any time. Even the private money she accumulated before, it is more than enough to buy a large-scale department and court of Duke Weiguo's Mansion, but she wants to have a cone of land in the Yang Mansion, without Han Youniang nodding. That would never be possible.

This house was given by Han Youniang, and the decoration of the house and yard was handled by Cheng Qiyun. With her vision, the layout of the hall and yard is natural, elegant and generous, and unique. The small house is clever and unique in every way. Even Gao Wenxin, Yu Tangchun and other women who have seen a lot of knowledge were impressed.

The study room is an exquisite warm pavilion, with the windows remade, nearly doubled, with excellent lighting, and when the sun is full, the room is bright, but the light is soft and not dazzling. At this moment, Cheng Qiyun is sitting in front of the window with a flower wood desk. There is a stack of copywriting next to her left hand. The right hand is moist, and a red sandalwood ox horned shank is placed in the pen holder within reach.

A small post was slowly closed. Cheng Qiyun frowned and pondered for a moment, and said, "Ling'er, this post is handed over to the account room to record the detailed accounts, and then transfer it to the general account room and the exchange account. The money must be allocated as soon as possible and start buying grain immediately. The court will collect grain from inland areas such as Shaanxi and other inland areas. Because Shanxi, Henan and Shandong are in trouble, they have to transport it from the river, the river directly out of the East China Sea, and then transport it from the sea to Shandong.

The court ordered the purchase of grain at the same time, then loaded it into the south, then transported it in rivers, rivers, and seas. It had to go through multiple yamen and multi-layer procedures, which was not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also extremely costly. We had ready-made stores and shops to purchase it, and even had our own docks and warehouses. If we took over, it would save at least one and a half percent of the money than the court's purchase and transportation, and the speed would be more than half a month faster.

The court is short of money, and they will not understand the account. Our business owner is in the Ministry of Revenue. Liu Zhong, the Minister of Revenue, just took office and was about to have a chance to make a difference. We only need to make half a profit and save 10% of the money for the court. As long as he weighs the price, he will definitely agree to this condition.

However, once the news comes out, other big businesses will definitely move. At least the grain prices in Shaanxi will definitely rise. If you take a step earlier, you can make a little more money. Taking this opportunity, we can also straighten out the freight channels from inland to coastal areas, take the opportunity to start our rice and grain industry land sign, and take the scale of water transportation on the mainland."

She looked on the back of the chair and smiled and said, "The court must not have given us cash. The Ministry of Revenue will most likely use the strategy of collecting millet at the same time, and provide salt and tea induced according to the amount of rice and grain we transported. In this way, we can take the opportunity to intervene in the salt and tea industries, quickly open up the situation in these two profitable industries, and then make money. Well, we will kill four birds with one stone."

"Yes, Miss," Chu Ling smiled and said, "If Master Yu knows what you think, he must praise you as a female god of wealth.

Cheng Qiyun smiled and said, "I can't compare to God of Wealth. I still learned this idea from him. I really don't know how the adults found this treasure. Wars in the world are not a good thing, but making profits in the war. For merchants, as long as they take appropriate measures, they will always be huge profits.

Alas! Who said that the lord was an official in the court? My heart was weak and I couldn't bear to earn the money from the official family. Otherwise, just because each ship of grain could be half a month earlier than the court, we would lose money if we earned all the 1.5% and half of the money we saved. How many problems should we solve half a month earlier? How many people would die? How much less labor freight would we save on the road? It would be strange if the Ministry of Revenue did not agree."

Chu Lingyanran said: "It can be said that Yu Caishen is a businessman who can make money. By the way, when fighting in the court, it requires a large number of horses, camps, armor, weapons, bows and medicinal materials. Except for medicinal materials that have been instructed to speed up the purchase in medicinal materials stores everywhere, the only other equipment comes from Liaodong.

Not only are there a large amount of cheap raw materials available to be manufactured immediately, but the quality is excellent. Yu Caishen went there to build several extremely large workshops, but he had a unique vision. Will we use our secret power to influence the procurement intention of the court?"

Cheng Qiyun hesitated for a moment and said, "No need. Now the court has just purged Liu Jin's party, the Censorate, and the Hanlin Academy have gained the upper hand again. All officials are cautious, afraid of making mistakes. Even if there are corrupt officials, they will not dare to make money in the country. The weapons, armor, bows and arrows produced in our Liaodong military and armor workshops are of the best quality and the price is fair. I hope they will be the first choice of the Ministry of War. There is no need to expose their relationship with us."

Chu Ling responded, Cheng Qiyun thought for a while and said, "Also, tell Yu Cai Shen to try to buy the Cheng horses of Mengren and Jurchens to sell them into the pass. We should try not to move horses in our ranch. It snowed heavily last winter. This year, the water and grass are abundant, so it is advisable to cultivate a large number of war horses. We should not lose the big because of small things, but look to the long-term.

Also. It doesn’t matter if you recruit more horse-walkers, it doesn’t matter if you have a little more. There are Jurchens, Tatars, Duoyan Guards, Liaodong military households and horse thieves. Various forces are complicated. Once something happens, these people can quickly organize into a well-trained and skilled cavalry. This is our military guarantee for various industries outside the pass.”……

The two arms dealers became happier and happier as they spoke. Yu Tangchun walked in unhappily. Cheng Qiyun hurriedly took the paperweight, pressed the punctuation on the table, stood up and smiled, "Yu'er is here, please sit down quickly. Ling'er brews tea, what's wrong with Yu'er?"

Yu Tangchun sat on a chair and sighed quietly: "It's nothing. The master soldier sent to Dezhou. Now he stays at home. It's okay if he doesn't know anything. Occasionally, he's even more concerned about it when he hears people talking about it."

She glanced at Cheng Qiyun and said, "I just went to the opposite construction site and saw the construction of the landlord's house. According to the refugees who escaped from Dezhou, Dezhou City had been attacked by the White-Clothing Army three times. At that time, the White-Clothing Army had just launched a military force and had only more than 10,000 troops. As a result, it was impossible to attack and then moved to the hinterland. Now, there are 30,000 horse thieves, which really makes people worry about the master."

When Cheng Qiyun heard this, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "You, don't worry about it. If the wife sees it, she will inevitably worry. In my opinion, there will be nothing wrong. The Duke is now respectful of his identity and cannot let him take a gun and jump on his horse and fight on the battlefield in person. He is just in the middle command and dispatching the entire army.

Dezhou is densely packed and high in the city. It has always been a place where the imperial court stationed troops and trained troops. The soldiers there are still very good at fighting. Moreover, there are now 60,000 troops stationed in Dezhou City, which is twice as big as the thief of the horse. There is really nothing to worry about to accompany the army to defend the city."

Yu Tangchun sighed a little and Yanran said, "Sister Yun would comfort people. When I told Xueer her own thoughts, she would just say, 'No problem, the master is in command of thousands of troops, even if he is in a high position, he has destroyed two of them with a divine musket. As a descendant of the Yang family general, he is so wise and magical.' He was really angry to death by her."

Chu Ling smiled when she heard this, and was about to say, "How wise and powerful is your master? Is it because he personally saw the power of Yang's gun?" Suddenly, he remembered the relationship between his lady and Yang Ling. This joke was hard to guarantee that she would not be annoyed, so he hurriedly pursed his lips.

Sister Yu looked at her in surprise and laughed for no reason, and then suddenly she was serious Chu Ling, then asked Cheng Qiyun: "Sister Yun, then according to you, will the Xiangmao thief retreat and give up attacking Dezhou?"

Cheng Qiyun pondered for a moment, her face became serious and said, "No, occupying Shandong, blocking the capital in the north, and controlling the Central Plains in the south should be a strategy set by the wise men among the rebels. Shandong's canal transportation is too important to the capital. Once the Grand Canal is cut off, it is equivalent to breaking the lifeline of the capital and making the capital an isolated island. This is far more serious than the Bazhou Xiangmata who rushed in and out of the capital near the capital, causing more damage to the court."

In addition, once Zhao Fengzi marched into Shanxi, he would definitely send troops to return east. At that time, the east and west echoed. After taking Henan, the throat of the capital was strangled, and food and grass could not be brought in, and taxes could not be brought in. Hundreds of thousands of troops would be defeated without food or pay, and the rebels could easily easily capture the head of the Ming Dynasty."

This is the reason why Yang Ling tried his best to eliminate or drive the White Army out of Shandong. In fact, Yang Ling also had an unknown worry: the emperor had no son, and there was no crown prince in the East Palace now. If the rebels allowed to establish a base under their noses, if the rebels could really break the city, the emperor would say that the vassal kings would fight for the legislature and the world would be out of control, then he could only sigh.

Cheng Qiyun pondered for a moment and said to herself: "The thieves have realized this and taking Dezhou is an attempt, so they will do their best. But......... Bazhou's 30,000 horses and iron cavalry are indeed a headache, but the real danger is Yang Hu's 100,000 army.

Even if Liu Liu conquered Bazhou, he could not control the entire Shandong territory with just 30,000 cavalry. To occupy Shandong, he had to rely on Yang Hu's men. I think he should be able to withstand the attack of 30,000 horses in Bazhou. It would be difficult to wipe out Yang Hu's army.

Facing the sound of horse thieves who come and go like the wind and have no way to follow, the court is like waving a thousand pounds of heavy hammers to hit cotton. If you can't use it with force, you will even lighten your waist if you accidentally. Apart from countering the moves, there is no good strategy. So you don't have to worry about the safety of adults. If you have to worry, you should also worry that he will be ineffective and will not be able to fight the bandits.

The lord should pacify the north, pacify the Japanese, pacify the barbarians, have wisdom and strong enemies, use force and political plans, which can be said to have come up with clever tricks. However, the bandits and horse bandits have no routine at all. How should they deal with moves? As the saying goes, kill the master's tyrant, and the white-clothed army's horse thieves are making them tyrant fists."

Chu Ling sighed, "Oh! I hope that Master Yang will never grow old and will never fall down!"

Yu Tang raised his eyebrows and blurted out: "My master. Of course, the sword is not old..."

Cheng Qiyun welcomed Yu Tangchun's eyes. As the two pairs of water eyes were flowing, they suddenly felt a sense of mutual appreciation. What the heroes and women saw were roughly the same.

The local army of Hua went deep into the hinterland of the grassland. Looking around, there were endless grasslands on all sides, and in the empty world, it seemed that they were the only ones. Along the way, they attacked the camps and destroyed the villages, and the camps belonging to Boyan were removed one by one, and the march was very fast.

Because Boyan secretly recruited soldiers from various divisions to send troops to Datong, the rear camp was extremely empty, so he strictly blocked the news in advance to prevent the Ola tribe or the three guards of Duoyan. Because the grassland is vast, even if it belongs to the same tribe, it is rare to meet and communicate with each other. This time he sent a suspicion of the troops and strictly blocked the news. Logically speaking, when other hostile tribes learned that his defense was empty, even if he wanted to attack, he had already led his army northward.

But he never expected that Huadi's son, as the son of the patriarch of the enemy tribe, would have made secret brothers with the people in his tribe, and he also received accurate news from his troops in other places. He did not expect that Huadang, who has always been timid and fearful, would have ambitions to expand and dare to take the initiative to send troops and rob his camp.

Boyan had the reason to have to send troops, and had to take this strange risk. In order to cover up his eyes and ears, he even left his beloved wife Zhuoer, who had always been inseparable from the camp to calm the people's hearts. Then now it seems that he failed to take the risk. He lost one step, lost one step at a time, and had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and the herders who surrendered were being swallowed up by flowers one by one.

Now, Huadang has gradually advanced to his base camp.

Each soldier plundered a lot of wealth and had already escorted some of the soldiers back. They were getting more and more greedy, and they were determined to win the richest base camp of the Boyan tribe.

The sky is full of stars, and the oily grass is gently lying on the ground, smooth as satin, a crescent moon radiates a faint light. A team of more than 10,000 people is like a dark cloud under the faint moonlight, slowly moving on the grassland, with only the sound of horses stepping on it.

In front of him is the Thousand-man team of Nairentai, which is a sharp knife unit about three miles away from the brigade, responsible for searching and alerting. Boyan is famous. Although there is a clear news that he has taken people to Datong, Huadang is still careful and repeated with his power. He has been close to the old nest that Boyan has been running for many years. He cannot accidentally repeat it.

Suddenly, a roar of fighting came from the front. Hua Ding felt nervous and immediately ordered the army to stand by on the spot. He sent Bayar to lead three thousand cavalry to help and find out the truth. For the sake of caution, he sent a team of thousands of people to guard the situation. The formation in the darkness looked like an eagle spreading its wings.

People and horses galloped on the grass, fighting sounded everywhere, and life in the dark night was killed under the almost invisible cold light. The roars of men, the cry of women, the cries of children, the collision of steel weapons, and the neighing of horses and sheep. The roars of cows running around were mixed together.

He just rushed to Dibayar and was excited: "Listen to the moment, this tribe is not small and extremely rich, and now he can make a big fortune again!"

He was not afraid at all. He waved the steel fork in his hand, and at the same time he whipped hard on the horse's butt, roaring: "The slaves, cattle, sheep, wealth and women given to us by the God of Eternal Life are right in front, rush!"

Three thousand iron cavalry rushed over. There was no bow and arrow in the darkness, and a shiny scimitar was quietly held in his hands. As the thunderous horse ran and leaped, from afar, a shocking cold light under the moonlight was seen.

The peak was still like a charge. Wherever the war horses passed, the waves split, and the entire cavalry team was like a sharp knife. They cut the two sides in the melee. They rushed over and rushed straight outside the entire camp. Then they turned around and covered themselves and rushed back. At this time, the soldiers following behind had already confronted the enemy head-on.

This camp has become a noble camp in the important place of the Boyan tribe. The camp is thirty miles away from the Boyan camp, and there are about 2,000 people stationed. In order to protect the fundamental important place, the soldiers of this tribe were not mobilized to go on the expedition. They were responsible for protecting the queen and sent soldiers to patrol the night with shepherd dogs at night.

They first discovered the approaching Huadang Pioneer troops, but this only helped the soldiers in the camp to grab weapons, jump onto the battlefield for a little while, and then fell into a melee. When Bayar's three thousand iron cavalry passed through them like a torrent, and then turned back, cutting and pursuing the damage, and fighting an annihilation battle, they knew that the situation was over.

Then, they had to fight. With the help of the impulse and waist of the war horse, Bayar brought out a strong wind that made his scalp explode. With a "whip", he swept out and swept away the four spears that were coming towards him. Two of them had broken, and then he rushed forward fiercely. With the impulse, he picked up a knight off the horse.

The steel fork was recaptured, swallowing and spitting like a poisonous dragon. The knight who had been provoked from the horse's belly and stabbed into the horse's buttocks, squirted and squirted with passion. He fell down without a roar. Then he stepped on the horse's strong body like a lantern. The horse's hooves with a bowl mouth were not scrupled, and the horse's strong body was stomped into meat paste.

The number of people was superior, and the attack was unprepared. The sudden sharp knife-like attack allowed the four thousand iron cavalry to fully play out, and the fierce and rapid attacks took only a moment to kill the opponent's rush to fight, without any formation or cooperation.

Some of the injured soldiers were running in panic among the horses. When, at any time, in front of them, behind them, or on the left and right, a horse would rush over. The knight on the horse raised his hips and stood up, waved the cold-headed steel knife in his hand, and slashed down with a string of blood beads.

He slashed his shoulders and hung his back, chopping his opponent in half. It was too fast, and the ground soldiers could even hear the sound of a steel knife cutting into his skull and shattering bones. At this time, half of his body, or his entire head, had fallen to the ground with an arm.

The battle was very fierce and the end was clean and neat. When Huadang's army came to find out the situation, Bayar and Nairentai had already begun to collect all their belongings, gathering cattle, sheep, women, elderly and children, standing together, regardless of the high or low, they are all slaves now.

Huadang simply asked about the situation and learned that Boyan's camp was thirty miles ahead. He was immediately excited and ordered: "Leave a thousand-man team to guard the prisoners, all the captured property and spare horses are placed here. The knights move forward lightly. Someone must have escaped to inform Boyan's camp and attack at full speed!"

Huadang was very cautious when it was time to be careful. At this moment, he made a quick decision and immediately made a decision: victory, defeat, success and failure are here. Since this camp is easily captured, it means that the news of carefully searching and clearing out the camp has not reached here at all, and there is no longer any traps ahead.

Since this is the outpost of the camp, even if no one escapes, they must have other ways to contact the camp. They must attack with all their might and do not give Boyan the opportunity to prepare for war calmly.

"Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~Woo~~", the horn sounds endlessly, and there is no need to hide your whereabouts. This is the final battle!

Huadang was extremely excited: "After all the kidnapped Boyan, when his army returned to the grassland, except for surrendering, he could only starve to death. Now, I will compete with Fire Screen, even stronger than him, and I will become the king of the grassland!

The long and powerful horn was unable to command, and Huadang's army suddenly accelerated. It was like a sharp wolf-toothed giant arrow. The central army protruded, with two wings following each other, and rushed straight to Boyan's headquarters tent.

The Boyan camp had already received the news that the flying cavalry had rushed back and sent him. However, the cavalry knew that the matter was of great importance. Whenever he encountered an enemy attack, he immediately came to report the horse. As for whom the visitor was, he didn't know yet.

Despite this, Mo Rigen, as the chief general who arranged for the camp to stay in the camp in Boyan, dared not be careless. He immediately blew up his horn and ordered all the soldiers to gather to meet the enemy. The soldiers hurriedly got on the horse. They had just formed a formation outside the huge camp made of yurts. A strange sound came from afar under the stars and moonlight.

"Wow~~~" is like a wolf roaring the moon, but it is extremely powerful. It is a terrifying sound formed by countless knights shouting together. Under the faint moonlight, countless black shadows rushed towards the front, like a tumultuous wave. The waves are surging and shaking the sky and the earth.

Seeing this horrifying voice, Mo Rigen changed his color. He turned his head and looked back at the three thousand elite cavalry that had gathered together in a hurry. He couldn't help but feel despair. What came towards him was not a group of sheep, but a warrior who was not inferior to them. The number of people in the other place was roughly estimated to be at least 12,000.

He turned his head and shouted at his trusted centurion: "Hurry up, protect Serimkodun and leave immediately. Warriors, never retreat, rush!"

They are used to attacking, without the habit of defense, nor the conditions for defense. The Boyan Camp has hundreds of camps. Only the Boyan Palace at the core and the huge Mongolian Khan tent is around the huge Mongolian Khan tent.

The Boyan army also set out an arrow and rushed forward. The "Crafting Tactic" is an effective attack formation summarized by Genghis Khan based on the attack characteristics of the Mongolian Iron Cavalry. When they come out of the same lineage, they naturally understand this tactic, which depends on whose blade is sharper.

The local army focused on the belief in victory and its strong military strength, while Morigen relied on only the 400 heavy cavalry among the three thousand iron cavalry. The armed heavy cavalry specializing in the attack were tall and strong, and their horses were also the most powerful combat power. Their bodies were covered with leather armor, and the weapons they used were huge and heavy weapons such as spears, steel forks and maces.

The heavy cavalry advanced, the light cavalry attached to the tail wing, and rushed towards the powerful enemy that was several times more powerful than before.

The sound of heavy horse hooves was obviously different. Although the night was dark, Hua Dang immediately realized that this was Boyan's heavy cavalry. On the battlefield, heavy cavalry tore through the indestructible steel camp of the enemy, and then light cavalry advanced and bloomed in the belly. It was indeed a sharp tactic. The problem was: their role was only for impact. Now, they still have enough knights to cooperate to expand the ground and impact wounds of heavy cavalry. Is it not conducive to heavy cavalry fighting on the spot for a long time?

The horn sounded again, and the army arranged in sharp swords in the shape of flowers was divided into five. The two armies on the outermost wing were like two sharp scimitars, avoiding the heavy cavalry of Boyan and rushing towards the unpreserved camp. Horses kicked the camps, and fires were everywhere, grim laughter and crying followed one after another.

He attacked with heavy equipment, but he went but never returned, and now he could no longer care about the camp. The three thousand knights were full of grief and anger, and their only hope was to try to kill the enemy. The three-column horse team in the middle of Huadang met up fearlessly, and the leader was Huadang himself.

Before the two sides had contacted each other, the arrows had poured down like a sudden rain. They were all riding masters who could archery on horseback. In this round of shooting, the arrow rain was dense, and many people fell off the horse. Then the rush of both sides did not stop at all.

When the three cavalry rows caught up, the two columns were separated and left and right, avoiding the sharp edge of the heavy cavalry, and rushing straight to the light cavalry, embedded in it like pliers, cutting off the cooperation of the light cavalry, with an absolute numerical advantage and no inferior force quality, which made the victory and defeat appear in an instant.

Countless waving sabers and spears made a loud collision sound, a sound of cutting into the body, accusing and roaring, but rarely heard the cry of despair when death was heard.

The bows and arrows and tripping ropes caused some trouble to the armed heavy cavalry. However, the threat was not great. They exactly opened the Huadang cavalry camp and rushed in unstoppable. The problem was that no one followed.

When their rushing was declining, they found that the light cavalry of the three guards of Duoyan were wandering around. There was no room in front of them for them to run, fully utilize their speed, weight, and perfect cooperation of strength. The unstoppable power made the heavy cavalry become clumsy and slow. The surrounding warriors were like groups of wild wolves, killing them without hesitation.

This is a fierce battle, with both sides intertwined and entangled together. They shouted and roared, and blood gushed, but the people in Huadang obviously had the upper hand. When the force was equal, the number of people was the absolute factor in winning.

The local cavalry knew that this was the last battle, and their courage increased. They wandered around and intercepted fiercely, attacked from a distance and took close combat, and cooperated with tacit understanding. The three thousand elite cavalry guards were constantly decreasing. The first one was the 400 heavy cavalry who were originally fierce and powerful, which was very easy to break. There were clear instructions in ancient times...

Nabuqi walked into Kedun's tent in panic and shouted anxiously: "Kedun, the army of Huadang sneaked into our camp. They are crowded and powerful. General Morigen asked you to leave here immediately. His personal guard centurion Shaobu is waiting outside, let's go quickly."

Serimzhuoer kept standing nervously in the camp waiting for the news. She already knew that there was a sneak attack by a tribe, but she still didn't know where the enemy came from. Boyan's expedition was outside. Although the news was tightly blocked, the news could not be hidden for a long time.

It has been more than twenty days, and now the news should be gradually spread. According to her estimates, Huo Silk and Huadang received the news and sent someone to verify it. Even if they immediately decided to break up and use their troops, they would notify the tribes to gather troops until they set out. It would take about twenty days at the earliest. In nearly two months, Boyan should come back.

However, the alarm is prominent now. How could this happen? Serimzhuoer's clear and pretty face was nervous and solemn. She hoped that it would be a false alarm, or a certain vassal tribe who boldly committed suicide due to food shortage. As long as it was not Huosie and Huadang, the two heroes who dared to directly contact Boyan, it would not be a great danger.

However, the words of the personal maid Nabuqi now dispelled her fantasy. Zhuoer's pretty face turned pale, and his thin and rosy lips were bitten tightly, and he felt a fishy and sweet smell.

Seeing her stunned, Nabuqi hurriedly shook her arm and said, "Ke Dun, Ke Dun, go quickly, it will be too late any later."

Zhuoer shook his head slightly and pushed her hand away: "No, Nabuqi, it's too late. Huadang attacks our camp. He will not stop us from escaping the road. With a few hundred warriors, they can't rush out."

Her eyes flashed for a moment, and she took a long breath and said, "Tell me my order, everyone should not make unnecessary resistance. We accept the arrangement of fate, I... order the tribe to surrender!"

Nabuqi opened his mouth wide in surprise, and after a while, he murmured: "Let Shaobu's people escape in scattered places. There will always be someone who can escape. You should ask Khan to return to the army as soon as possible..."

"Shut up! Immediately convey my orders, don't be angry!" Zhuoer's face was elegant and elegant, like a clean snow lotus. When he was angry, he had a stern aura. Nabuqi was shocked, and hurriedly gave a gift, and hurried out to pass the order.

"If I knew I was kidnapped, Khan would definitely return to the master immediately. But it was too late to return to the master now, so he could only drag him down. Khan is doing great things, and whether he can make a comeback will be done in one fell swoop. Mandu Hai can assist him in achieving hegemony, and I, Serimzhuer, can!" Zhuoer clenched his fists, pinched his palms deeply, but it was far worse than the pain in his heart.

Her order was too late, and the three thousand elite cavalrymen who were fighting against the enemy outside the camp did not return. When Huadang's two teams of cavalrymen kicked the camp and broke into the pan, they killed many elderly people who were sick and disabled in a hurry. Shaobu and his elite cavalry were forced to resist and were quickly razed into mud under the horse's hooves. Nabuqi was so shocked that his face turned pale, and the queen's order did not leave the Khan's camp at all.

How could the twelve Hana Mongolian Khan camps not recognize the soldiers on the grassland? The iron cavalry surrounded the huge felt bags of the white tent, but no one dared to enter and harass them.

Nabuqi felt relieved when she saw this. She rushed back to the tent, trying to report the current news to Kedun. When she lifted the curtain, she found that Kedun was sitting a few days ago beside the curtain, combing her beautiful hair like clouds. She changed into a milky white lace-clad evening silk robe. Her breasts were half exposed, and she held her slender waist, and her body was covered with a light gauze, which could not hide the round curve of the fragrant buttocks.

Nabuqi was stunned at first, then suddenly realized, and finally there was a deep contempt...

Huadang's army became the new owner of Boyan's camp. The captive women and children were taken into custody separately. The livestock, cattle, sheep and other property in the camp could be counted until dawn. In addition to collecting bows, arrows, weapons, etc., the tired army occupied Boyan's camp, made fires and made meals, and prepared a good rest for a night.

Bai Yin was very careful. He arranged guards everywhere in the camp, and Hua Dang also sent his son Alsling out and led his personal guards to set up layers of alerts on the periphery to prevent them from being attacked.

When everything was arranged, he came to the Khan's tent, and the soldiers surrounded him clenched their fists and saluted him. Huadang looked at the white tent with confidence, with beautiful patterns embroidered on the tent, gorgeous and solemn. At this moment, countless torches reflected the figures of the soldiers on the white tent, with shadows and shadows. They were twisted and transformed, like evil ghosts with teeth and claws.

Huadang smiled slightly, walked to the tent and stopped for a while, then lifted the felt curtain. As you looked up, the ground was covered with soft carpets, and the patterns were woven intricate. This was the tent of Khan's living, a huge bed, placed behind the gentle and hazy curtain, in front of the curtain was a throne, a long one in front of the throne, with a few plates of fresh fruits, snacks, and two bottles of flowers on it.

The lights are dim on the curtain on the right side, and there is a gorgeous dressing table. A beautiful woman is sitting gently, covering the floor lamp on the dressing table. The lights transmit through the soft white robe, highlighting her slender and graceful figure, which is so beautiful that it is mouth-watering.

There are a few such beautiful and extraordinary beauties on the grassland? This is Serimzhuer, the beauty famous in the grassland, and the queen who Beyan Khan's favorite. The flower local breathed heavily, and the scorching flames shot out of her eyes.

Serim Zhuoer stood up and walked step by step. The graceful figure under the gauze swung gently with her waist and hips, creating an attractive wave of waves. A charming and lewd atmosphere rippled in the curtain. Zhuoer's pair of autumn water-like eyes drooped slightly, and he bowed timidly in front of the flower dang.

Huadang leaned down gently, raised her smooth chin, stared at the stunning beauty for a long time, then held her arms and helped her up. He smiled and laughed happily, as if he was now the king of the grassland.

On the grassland, no matter how noble you are, if you are defeated, everything you belongs to the victor, and everything you are what he asks for. It is common for the Chief, Khan's wives to keep flowing like goods in the war of men before the victor, and the victor of the victor.

Boyan Khan's mother was once snatched away by the leader of another tribe in the war. Boyan Khan didn't steal his mother back until he grew up and defeated that tribe. At this time, his mother had given birth to several more children for the leader. The women on the grassland were like rootless duckweed, and could only rely on the wings of the powerful.

At this moment, Boyan was the most beautiful and noble queen also surrendered to his feet, admitting that he was the greatest grassland hero and the strongest person on the grassland. What else could Boyan do, the wrecked dog?

Outside the tent, the torches were still shining. At some point, Naqibu bowed and quietly stepped out, then lowered the curtain and knelt beside the curtain.

The pasture and the people were all owned by others. Poor Boyan Mengke, when he returned to his army, had nothing to do, so he could only disband the brigade and lead his confidants to become horse thieves on the grassland, right?

When the fire sieve received the flowers, it suddenly came out in full swing, taking advantage of the emptiness behind Boyan and taking all the land in one fell swoop, the overall situation was decided and it was too late. It seems that there was a certain kind of tacit cooperation and tacit understanding that would soon become a new competitor.

This time and another time, Boyan, the originally most powerful enemy, is no longer worth mentioning. The two need to re-evaluate the real strength of the new main opponent,

While accumulating strength, they were waiting silently, waiting for the two sides to fight together for a day. At the same time, they were also waiting for Boyan and waiting for the final performance of this hero at the end. Is it funny or tragic? I hope that this once strongest man will not disappoint them.

In any case, the grassland has temporarily entered the tranquility before the storm...

The imperial envoy, Yang Ling, the Duke of Weiguo, stationed in the Martial Arts Hall in Dezhou City. The front and back houses of the Martial Arts Hall are a vast and deep mansion, with three courtyards in front and back, and parking cars and horses on both sides, and errands are placed across the courtyard. Since it is a military office, there are high walls and deep buildings, and the courtyard is covered with trees.

It was mid-June, and the weather was dry and hot. It had just rained yesterday. Not long after, the cool air swept away. The cicadas' chirping sounds intertwined, and it was noisy early in the morning, and it was almost leisurely.

Yang Ling tied his robe and scarf, wrapped his jade belt around his waist, and after a long time of tying up, he stopped working. While helping him bring his sword, Wu Hanchao frowned and said, "Duke, yesterday afternoon I took some people to wander around the city, and then went to Sangyuankou and Twelve Liancheng. As the Duke of the country expected, the army not only had its own subordinates, but also had poor military disciplines, and there were wandering soldiers and brave soldiers everywhere.

Now there are reinforcements from Tianjin and Baoding, and the local soldiers from Dezhou are also divided into central and right guards. As for the strong men and brave men, they also have their own regiment training. As for the scattered soldiers who escaped from Qihe, Linyi, Huimin and other counties, the morale of the scattered soldiers was even lower and very scattered.

Commander Luo is only the nominal person in charge, but in fact many generals do not take him seriously. These troops with each other's ambition and difficulty in executing orders are stationed in three places. They must support each other, cooperate with each other, trust each other, and unify the orders. Although our total strength is twice as strong as that of the horse thieves, it is inevitable that they will have their own selfish intentions, shirking each other's responsibility, and delaying the opportunity to fight."

Yang Ling nodded, pressed the spring, and "killed" the sword and bounced out half a foot. He pushed the sword into the sheath with a clang, tightened the flat scarf in all directions, and said, "Let's go, go to the school ground, I know what you said, I just want to ask you to go and verify it again. Use heavy dictates in troubled times, and use strong medicine for serious illnesses. These masters and generals and gangster soldiers must first be cleaned up, otherwise it will be of great use. Oh, give me a cup of herbal tea and wear a piece of clothing and sweat all over."

The group hurried to the outer hall. Commander Luo was wearing armor and had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Duke Wei appear, he immediately put down his teacup and raised his clothes. Yang Ling looked at Luo Guangquan, Commander Luo nodded slightly, Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Let's go to the schoolyard."

The front door of the martial arts hall is very magnificent, with red lacquer and copper rings of beasts. The lions in front of the door confront each other. The ground in front of the door was made as hard as iron and stone. A tricky fighter pierced the clouds, and a large flag with a character "Yang" hanging high above it.

There were eight soldiers on the back of the tiger-backed bear-waisted waist standing under the stairs in front of the door. It was cool here. There was also a wind of penetration, so the eight people would not feel too uncomfortable. When they saw the Duke coming out, their originally lazy bodies immediately straightened up, pressing the hilt of the knife with their hands, and their expressions were solemn, but Yang Ling and others had just passed by, and their raised shoulders were put down, and the majestic evil spirit was swept away. There was no way. The ground in Shandong was really hot when it got hot.

Someone had already led the war horse outside the gate. Yang Ling took a large sun hat and put it on his head, turned over the horse, raised his whip. With a loud sound of hooves, dozens of strong horses galloped away like a rapid lightning.

The Dezhou School Field is located in the outer city, nine miles around the inner city and twenty miles outside city. It is very vast. The flags are flying on the large school field. The Dezhou Guard, Dezhou Left Guard, Baoding Army, Tianjin Army, Dezhou Regiment Training Army, Qihe, Linyi, Huimin and other places are each in one yard. Of course, these soldiers are not all defenders, only about 10,000 people.

Yang Ling looked carefully: the weapons were varied, the military uniforms were colorful, the body was five large and three thick, and the queue was five or two. When Yang Ling saw them, the five aggregates were empty. This was simply a group of mobs.

The two military formations of Dezhou Guard and Dezhou Left Guard are the most neat. Whether they are cavalry and infantry, they exude a solemn and murderous aura, they seem to be well-trained. At first glance, they are strong bows and sharp swords, fierce and powerful soldiers. The reinforcements in Baoding and Tianjin are not bad, but since they are reinforcements, they inevitably feel that they are so masters who regard themselves as guests and stand up to the east and west.

The regiment trained all the people and the people were strong. Although they stood there very hard, they were still slanted. They stood like this, and once the battle started, they rushed out in a hurry. You can imagine how difficult it is to command and dispatch on the battlefield.

These farmers only gathered together to practice during the slack farming period. Shandong local martial arts are probably good. The problem is that even if the personal martial arts of marching and fighting are as high as Jing Foer and Min Crazy, it will not have much impact on the war. After all, the military requires coordination and cooperation in combat, and this is what they lack.

As for the deserters who were concentrated in Dezhou in other counties, they were basically the soldiers living there for generations. The soldiers of the garrison were decayed and low in combat power. As we all know, they were able to stand out from these bad soldiers, survive the fittest, and escape a life of the crazy horses of the white-clothed army gloriously. This is also considered a talent. These people are either strong or smart or alert. The problem is that their military discipline is the worst. Moreover, as a soldier, their psychological fatigue and fear of war are the most important reasons for their low combat power.

"Oh, let alone this, each has its own jurisdiction, and the different orders are even more deadly. Can these people complete my plan? In any case, I must try it!"

Yang Ling stood on the horse, glanced at the miscellaneous army with sharp eyes, then knocked the horse's belly, shaking the reins lightly, urging the horse to continue moving forward, with only dozens of personal guards behind him, but these dozens of people were even more imposing than the tens of thousands of troops in front of him. When he stood solemnly, the Yuan stopped Yuezhi, and when he moved forward, he was neatly and walked slowly like a forest, a murderous aura that was not available to these solemn soldiers in the schoolyard.

Yang Ling climbed to the stage, Commander Luo stood in front of the stage and sang the titles for our "Masters" in turn. Duke Wei was here, so everyone could give face to him one by one. All the troops went around to the stage to do some performances, changing formations, and punching skills. This time, Yang Ling felt a little relieved.

The martial arts spirit in this area has been around for a long time. It is precisely because of this that Yang Hu, Liu Liu and others raised the banner to rebel, so they quickly formed strong combat power. The officers and soldiers here are rooted here, so their martial arts foundation is not weak, and there is still hope for good training.

When the troops from all walks of the army were already sweating profusely, the sun was shining, and even the generals in front of the stage could not stand it. However, Yang Ling had taken off his sun hat and had oil on his forehead. He stood in front of the stage and did not move, so they did not dare to act.

Yang Ling stepped forward and began to speak. The name of the sect was nothing more than words of kindness and comfort in the court and the emperor. Then he began to talk about the fact that all armies defended Dezhou together, and should work together and be united.

Yang Ling then ordered the central army to read out the 17 54 slaughter of the army, and read it one by one loudly. He had to explain it carefully in spoken words, which made the central army so tired that it was so exhausted that the soldiers below the stage were soaked in their heads that they heard it drowsy.

Seeing this, Yang Ling stepped forward and shouted: "All army should be careful and walk forward three steps!"

The three armies were stunned, and the commanders first reacted and quickly conveyed the military orders loudly. The three armies walked forward three steps in unevenly, closer to the dot and the platform.

Yang Ling swept the entire army majesticly and whispered loudly: "You can't stand the little scorching sun? You are all soldiers. After a military order, you say that the sun is too hot in the sky. Even if you are just a knife in the sky, you can't move, and you are not allowed to move. There is a saying since ancient times that the army is defeated like a mountain. Have you heard of it? There is another saying, "The army order is like a mountain! The army order is like a mountain! The military order is not to be followed, the mountain will fall, and the soldier will be defeated!"

He turned to the Central Army and said, "Continue to recite!"

"Yes!" The Central Army roared in a hoarse voice and continued to roar. The soldiers in the audience cursed but did not dare to speak loudly. They had to listen to the howling like a donkey in the middle army officer.

At this moment, someone hurriedly ran up to the stage and whispered a few words to Luo Guangquan. Luo Guangquan immediately walked up and whispered to Yang Ling. Yang Ling retreated to the side of the Taiwan side. He called Baoding and commanded the generals from several ways in Tianjin to discuss it. It turned out that someone reported that there were small groups of horse thieves outside the city, which was obviously a test of the reality and reality in the city.

This is the outer city, not far from the city block. Only three arrows were apart, Yang Ling said: "I have not seen the appearance of the Xiangma Army with my own eyes. Come, all the generals will climb the city with me to see."

Then he called the Central Army and said, "I ordered the entire army to stand up. I will not act rashly without obtaining the order of this general! I will come with all the generals."

Yang Ling led the generals off the stage, turned over and rode the horse, and headed straight for the northern city like flying. Seeing his war horse walking away, the voice of the central army also weakened, and his voice was almost shouting.

How long has the Duke of the National Palace? The soldiers were eager to see each other but they didn't see the generals returning. One of the scattered soldiers in Qihe County could not help it. He pulled his sweaty military uniform and fanned the wind while walking a few steps with a sad face, and whispered to the stage: "Mr. Zhongjun, Duke of the National Palace has been there for a long time, and the military law has been finished. The sun is so sunny that people will die. Will you disband and take a break?"

"Cough! Roar roar roar ~~Cough!" The central officer coughed hard a few times, squeezed out a little saliva to moisten his throat. He said with a hoarse voice: "Stop~~~ nonsense! Isn't Guan Gong burning? Military orders are like......... cough cough..... sand!"

The Baihu retreated in disappointment after hearing this. After a while, another officer stepped out of the Tianjin garrison and said lazily: "I said... we are here to help you fight, not to suffer. What are you doing? I'm like taking a bath. Are you Shandong people so mocking people?"

"Roar! Cough cough! Lord Chen, Sha Ling land is Guan Gong, and it is also......... from your land," the central officer replied in his throat.

Low-level generals from all walks of life came forward to protest, and the central officer couldn't stand it anymore. He just waved his hand firmly, then pointed back, and never answered a word. Seeing this scene, the hundred households in Qihe were annoyed and cursed: "The Duke said that he would come when he goes. How long has it been? I'm almost done with adults. Damn, it's just a military parade, it's not a war. Please don't take a chicken feather as a command arrow."

He turned around and waved his hand and said, "Brothers, go and go to the shade of the tree to cool down. When the Duke comes back, he will join the team to listen to the training!"

The soldiers hesitated and were unable to resolve. Finally, the six or seven soldiers who escaped with him stood up and followed him to the shade of trees dozens of feet away. Looking at the soldiers who were still standing on the school grounds, the hundreds of households in Qihe gloated and pointed at them and laughed from time to time.

The hundred households pursed their lips. It was cooler, but they were so thirsty that they couldn't bear it. He stood up and tiptoed to look away, and then directed a clever soldier to climb onto the tree branch and looked at it. Seeing that there were no figures of the Duke and the generals in the distance, he said, "It seems that he will not come back for a while. Let's go and have a drink!" He said, and led the brothers away.

The soldiers were so hungry that they were so thirsty that they could not help but be moved when they saw them being free and comfortable under the shade of the trees. Finally, some lower-level lieutenants ran out with a few close friends. Of course, some soldiers left spontaneously, and Guan Zuo stopped him and dared not move again. Some soldiers left themselves. Guan Zuo neither stopped nor went to join him.

Half an hour later, sixty or seventy people had gathered under the shade of the trees. At this moment, a sudden horse galloped, and three thousand elite cavalry divided into two rows, rushing down from the south of the schoolyard along the shade of the trees on both sides. The cavalry ran wildly, the rain was shrouded yesterday, and the dried loess today rolled like a yellow dragon, covering the sky and the earth.

The light and soft leather armor was slanted with yellow robe, and a swan feather was worn on the top of their heads. They wore short guns on their waists, swords, bows and arrows, and the swords, guns, blades and blades were cold. The murderous aura that everyone showed was intimidating, enough to make their opponents scared.
Chapter completed!