At dawn, Zhang Han was woken up by a cacophony of noises. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he fell asleep last night, it was close to the third watch, and it was very late, and after seeing that the sealed mound had been built to the level of the city wall, Zhang Han fell asleep with peace of mind.

Before he fell asleep, a brigade of musketeers was ordered to assemble under the mound to prepare, a squadron of soldiers holding large cards ready to cover, the mound is 200 steps long, one time can just go on a company of musketeers, if the passage is reserved, a brigade of musketeers can hit the people on the head of the city is simply untenable, let alone fight back, the soldiers of this squadron are just prepared in advance, once the time is ripe, the soldiers can go to the city first, and cover the continuous flow of musketeers at the head of the city, When all the walls of the southern city are controlled, the city gate can be further controlled, and when the city gate is opened again, Qingcheng will be counted.

No one would have believed that the Mongols could still fight in the streets, and they could not hold on to the walls, let alone resist gradually and gradually in the cities.

"What's wrong?" When Zhang Han came out of the big tent of the Chinese army, he heard a burst of cheers. He hadn't fully woken up from his ignorance, and he felt a little dizzy and uncomfortable.

"Congratulations, sir!"

The attendant officers were already waiting outside the tent, and at this time, Wu Qi, who had always been steady, jumped up first, clasped his hands and said to Zhang Han with a smile on his face: "Qingcheng has been taken!" ”

"What?" Zhang Han said with a sluggish face: "When I fell asleep, didn't I just pile up under the city wall, and I was still half a step away from being level with the city head, so I took it down?" ”

"It's taken down." Zhou Rui said excitedly on the side: "General Liang presided over the army to enter the city, and now he should have controlled the head of the city and the city wall." ”

"You two can't even speak." Zhang Shixiong said seriously: "Congratulations, my lord, for achieving this great cause that can be famous for eternity...... Qingcheng surrendered, the city gate suddenly opened at dawn, Xi Lingse wore a white robe, inserted a thorn strip on his back, held a bag of thatched soil, and surrendered out of the city. ”

Zhang Han finally came to his senses at this time, and realized very clearly that the thing he had always wanted to do and was very eager to succeed had finally been done!

He didn't know what to say all of a sudden.

Taking Qingcheng is by no means as simple as a city, this city is the ruling center of Tumut, but also the center of Western Mongolia, and even the ruling center of the whole Mongolia for a while.

Whether it is Kulen or Chahanhot, or Baicheng, or Ordos and Taobu, or Oirat Mongolia, or Lazang Khan, or the territory of the three Khans of Mobei, the greatest ruling center of the Mongols is recognized as Qingcheng.

Taking Qingcheng symbolizes the complete demise of the Tumut headquarters, there may be some remnants dying and struggling, and they may also face the counterattack of the rest of the Mongolian tribes, but in the territory of the Tumut headquarters with Qingcheng as the core, it is bound to fall into the hands of Zhang Han and He Yusheng, which is undoubtedly a fact.

Tumut is not a small tribe like Bahrain or Ao Han, and those small tribes may be 200 to 300 li from east to west, more than 100 li from north to south, or more than 200 li, which is about the same size as a small prefecture or two or three counties in the interior. With Qingcheng as the core, Tumut is more than 1,000 miles from east to west, and 5 or 600 miles from north to south, such a large piece of territory is equivalent to the size of dozens of prefectures and counties in the interior, and can almost be compared to the territory of a province.

If you eat Ordos and Taobu to the west, Karaqin to the east, and border the three parts of Mobei to the north, the whole place is equal to more than half the size of Inner Mongolia in later generations, and equal to the size of five or six Jiangsu provinces in later generations.

In the hands of the Mongols, only sheep and horses can be grazing, and in the hands of Zhang Han, 200,000 mu of land has been reclaimed, and the number of land will exceed one million mu in the next five years.

Sitting on a territory of several provinces, influencing most of Mongolia, and monopolizing the trade routes from the grasslands to Liaodong and the Western Regions, at this moment, Zhang Han will not only own this city, but has reached an unprecedented height.

A pond horse rode galloping, the sky was still dark and unclear, the sun in the east did not rise, only a touch of glow penetrated the sky, the summer morning on the grassland was still very cool, the breeze blew people's robes, making people feel refreshed, relaxed and happy.

Sun Jingting buttoned the button of his robe and strode over, his face was also full of joy.

"Brother Xiaozheng, why did you come here alone." When Zhang Han saw Sun Jingting, he felt a lot more sober, at this time, friends who have been with him for many years can make people feel real the most, and they suddenly have a down-to-earth feeling.

"Wen Lan, congratulations." Sun Jingting rarely waved to Zhang Han, and after standing up straight, Sun Jingting's face was full of excitement, and he said: "Zunlu and Zhizhi's brother have gone to the city gate together, probably to see the excitement of Xi Lingse." It's a little late when I hear about it, so I'd better come and see you first. ”

"It's still the eldest brother who is righteous enough." Zhang Han calmed down, pursed his lips and smiled: "It's not like they left me alone." ”

"I'm afraid you'll have more time alone in the future." Sun Jingting said with a look of joy on his face: "This is also a matter of no choice." ”

Zhang Han understood what he meant, in fact, after taking Qingcheng, there were more than one people in the entire group who changed their minds, and Sun Jingting was the one who became relatively late...... Everyone's meaning is very simple, Zhang Han's strength and territory are enough to be called a lonely widow, and he and the great tomorrow dare not say that they are in court, but they are also enough to become a prince.

Altan Khan was named the king of Shunyi, but Zhang Han is not qualified enough?

In terms of real strength, I'm afraid He Yusheng is much stronger than I'm Da.

"It's not time yet." Zhang Han smiled gently, patted Sun Jingting's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiaozheng, the Military Orders Department should be vigilant, and suppress this sign with the military justice department, arrogance is not enough to succeed, it can only be bad." ”

"Yes!" Sun Jingting said solemnly: "Dare not obey your fate? ”

"Haha." Zhang Han laughed twice and said, "Let's go, let's see the excitement together." ”

Sun Jingting glanced at Zhang Han and suddenly said, "Wen Lan, I suggest you dress more formally today...... After all, in your words, this is a very important and rare moment in history. ”

Zhang Han wears the same big hat as a soldier, the shape of a round hat, but it is a cool hat in summer, a warm hat with fur in winter, a red tassel on his head, a gray military robe on his body, and long leather boots on his feet like an officer.

This body is actually very temperamental, well-cut, and it highlights the charm of men and soldiers.

"I don't have a special uniform." Zhang Han thought for a moment and said, "Isn't it a wonderful thing to ride a horse into Qingcheng in a gray robe and arrows?" ”

"It's up to you, too." Sun Jingting glanced at Zhang Han, and couldn't help but say again: "Wen Lan, in the face of such a big event, ordinary people can't stay calm and calm, your age and your city government are really a little too incompatible. ”

Zhang Han smiled.

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When Zhang Han appeared in the barracks on his blue horse, he was greeted by a landslide and a tsunami-like cheer.

Lancers, cavalry, chasers, horses, beams, sentinels, all kinds of cavalry with different weapons, galloping back and forth outside the camp, they faced the direction of the barracks, and gave Zhang Han a long-lasting cheer. In the barracks, jumping soldiers in heavy armor, pikemen, gunslingers, as well as baggage soldiers, sappers, and civilians...... Everyone was cheering for Zhang Han.

The whole barracks were in chaos, which was a very rare thing in the barracks of the Shangtuan Army, and most of the people who stayed in the barracks were the people who participated in the war mission yesterday, and the people and soldiers were ordered to stay behind, and they could not leave the barracks, so they could only vent their excitement and enthusiasm with shouting.

People cheered, shouted, as if drunk as excited, anyone understands the importance of Qingcheng, even any soldier can say one, two, three, four, five, when Qingcheng really arrived, this excitement experienced a long period of fermentation and brewing, and really burst out of a huge power that is not under normal circumstances.

Some of the soldiers couldn't help but take out the lunch box and knock it, and then it really caused an explosion in the whole battalion, people knocked on the iron can, sang the military song loudly, and when Zhang Han passed by, he cheered, I don't know which one took the lead, and then everyone in the camp shouted Long live.

In the cheers of the people, the sound of long live and the drum beat each other, gradually forming a rhythm and a unified sound, this wave is so big that people worry that they will be lifted off their hats in the cheers.

However, no one was lifted off their hats by the voice, and many soldiers spontaneously threw their military caps into the sky, and then threw them again, and in the sky were countless flying blue round military hats, like fireworks launched during the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Han's emotions were also ignited, and he and Sun Jingting had been returning the salute to the cheering crowd, and Sun Jingting had obvious tears in the corners of his eyes. Perhaps a few years ago, when Sun Jingting and his uncle Sun Anle opened an iron mine in Lingqiu together, and were desperate for the survival of thousands of miners, they never imagined that they would be in such a place and see the situation in front of them a few years later.

"That's what a husband really does."

When he left the barracks and the cheers were left behind, Sun Jingting couldn't help but say to Zhang Han: "It's not wealth and power, but this kind of situation of unity and this kind of feeling moved by brotherly feelings, Wenlan, I am stained with your light, and I can walk on such an occasion, I really die without regrets." ”

Zhang Han didn't say anything this time, and after a while, when he saw the city gate and the mound in sight, he turned his head and said solemnly: "In fact, at the beginning of the business, most of a group has such a process and experience. The master can share the weal and woe with his subordinates, and his subordinates can also manage state affairs as if they were their own family affairs. After a long time, the owner is worried that his subordinates will fight for power with him, and his subordinates only want to seek profit for their own family, and the top and bottom begin to be suspicious, and the seeds of discord will be planted. ”