The wind is cold in the north of the desert, and even in the August weather, the whining sound comes from the roads on the grassland.

Mountains of material resources were continuously transported to Wuliang Prefecture, and in a year's time, no less than 100,000 cavalry capable of fighting were gathered in Jingbei, wearing thick animal skin armor, the most advanced flintlock pistols in their hands, riding hard-working Mongolian horses under their crotches, and 2,000 artillery pieces behind them.

Xia Wanchun looked north in the big tent, his young face was covered with stubble, and his sharp eyes patrolled the grassland of Yima Pingchuan. He has swept away the Mobei Great and Small Khanates, died and fled, leaving only the Cossacks who were constantly transferred from the north, and they were still putting pressure on the Jingbei army.

And Xia Wanchun was more concerned about the Dzungar Khanate in Moxi, a vast khanate with hundreds of thousands of fierce cavalry, and many of the defeated tribes in Mobei were inextricably linked with them.

The originally loose alliance system was forced to unite by Jingbei, and their alliance leader Batur defeated Tsarist Russia twice in a row, so that the powerful Tsarist Russia had to recognize his status and began to exchange trade.

A powerful Dzungar is on the rise, and he will not allow the existence of an overly powerful province of Jingbei, especially when Jingbei is still expanding so fast.

Behind him, a knight rode up, and behind him he clenched his horse and said, "General, a group of artillery has been transferred from Liaodong, and they have just arrived at our barracks. ”

Xia Wanchun put down the clairvoyant mirror, nodded, and said: "Liaodong has pacified the remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the whole country is jubilant, so we should also show some achievements." ”

"Hehe, I heard that the Tartars don't learn well, hiding in the city and trying to learn from our Han people to defend the city, who knows that the prince blew up a person on his back, I heard that the cannonballs in Jinzhou have broken through the city wall, and the prince did not order the siege of the city, and finally drove the Qing soldiers crazy and opened the city gate to die."

Xia Wanchun smiled dumbly after hearing this, raised his eyebrows and said: "This is really the style of the prince, when it was in Changzhou, we all wanted to block the Qing soldiers from killing when there was a fire in the city, but the prince let go of a way, took the Qing soldiers and trampled on each other at the door, not to mention countless casualties, and blocked the door himself." ”

"It's a pity that as a Northern Expeditionary Army, I didn't participate in the last battle of Pingliao."

Xia Wanchun looked at his dejected subordinates and said reluctantly: "What's the pity, what a pleasure it is for the eldest husband to make contributions and open up the territory." When we defeat the Rakshasas and return to Jinling, it will still be the glory of all the people. ”

At this time, Yan Yingyuan of Manchuria had initially swept the northeastern frontier, and the Ming Dynasty and Tsarist Russia had a long junction line in a vast territory. The Saurons, Zanyaka and Oroqen have all paid tribute to the Damin. They were originally enslaved by the Manchus, but now they naturally became the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and the process of pacifying Manchuria allowed the Ming Dynasty to expand its territory to Siberia. The expansion of Jingbei made the whole of Mongolia the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

The whole of Mongolia and Northeast China is the junction of the two countries, which is the most testing for the two big countries. In such a long battle front, if there is a mistake, the enemy will drive straight in.

Mobei fought several large-scale battles with the Cossacks, and in general, they still relied on formations and weapons, and achieved impressive results. However, Tsarist Russia is too big, and now Xia Wanchun still has to guard against Dzungaria in the west, and behind the frequent reports of good news in Jingbei, there are huge hidden dangers. Xia Wanchun saw this very clearly, so he was going to write a letter to explain the situation here clearly and ask the court how to act.

The west wind blew again, Xia Wanchun tightened his collar, turned around and returned to the big tent. On the burning stove in the tent, the white water vapor was steaming, and a fine silk silk was pulled out on the table.

"Someone."

Outside the tent, the curtain was opened, and a pro-soldier came in, clasped his fists and asked, "What does the general command?" ”

"Hurry up, send this book to Wuliang Mansion and forward it to Jinling."

"Yes."

After the soldiers walked out, Xia Wanchun stared at the map, and the large territory above it was at his feet. The Jingbei army defeated the Chechen Khan and the Tushetu Khan, and the large territories that belonged to them have not yet been occupied, and the ownership of these places will be clear after the decisive battle between themselves and the Rakshasas.

The chapter is still on the way to Jinling, Jinling City once again welcomed back the triumphant Hou Xuanyan, the royal family of Manchuria Jiannu Aixin Jueluo, led by Da Yuer and Xiao Fulin, was escorted into the city, Wu Sangui, Fan Wencheng, Sun Kewang, Zuo Mengeng and other traitors followed, the people of Jinling who watched were in high spirits, and thousands of people in the capital came to watch that day.

Hou Xuanyan was arranged by his own elixir to ride a black horse into the city, and today he is here to show off, wearing a golden snake official robe embroidered with teeth and claws, riding a dark divine horse, half a body taller than the soldiers escorted on foot and the prisoners who were escorted, and greeted the applause of the people.

Fortunately, it is autumn now, and the soft hedgehog armor stuffed by the elixir on him will not look too hot, but this kind of swaggering through the market still makes the little girl Zhuge 's heart thump.

Mixed in the crowd and looking at the majestic appearance of his master, the corners of the elixir's mouth smiled lightly, and his eyes were dizzy.

In order for her master to ascend the throne as the emperor, she personally planned a god-making movement, and for the little elixir, Hou Xuanyan is her god.

After a few years of hard life, it was her father who led her into the Hou Mansion, and since then she has begun to sit on Hou Xuanyan's lap and accompany him to review the recitals. The lord said that she was overflowing with aura, and he doted on her to the extent of spoiling, and also gave her protection and a good life. Xiao Elixi's feelings for Hou Xuanyan are more inclined to the admiration of her father and brother, and she is not very obsessed with men and women at this age.

Hou Xuanyan didn't feel like this, he was in the middle of 10,000 people, and the huge shouting and shouting made his eardrums hurt, and he had to pretend to be very majestic, but he didn't know that the left and right shoulders were straight, and it was sore and painful. He also needed to go all the way to the gate of the palace to meet Emperor Jingyou of the Ming Dynasty. He also promised to catch a snow wolf for her, and was now curled up in a cage by the saddle at his feet.

Walking through the long Suzaku Avenue in Jinling City, the Forbidden City is in front of you, the nine major gates slowly opened, Hou Xuanyan was in front of the door, and announced that the Tartars and traitors who would be escorted would be killed three thousand three hundred and thirty-three pieces of meat in front of the traitorous tower three days later, and the crowd roared again.

In the bleak autumn wind, walking into the palace gate of the Forbidden City step by step, Hou Xuanyan suddenly had a feeling of being in prison.

For a moment, he even understood Zhu Linhao's feelings, if such a palace restrained people, it would be too sad.

Looking at the guards with reverent eyes, and listening to the tsunami-like cheers of the mountains outside, Hou Xuanyan smiled loudly:

Even if Lao Tzu is an emperor, he doesn't have to follow the old set, Lao Tzu wants to be an emperor who is different from any king.

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