(This chapter is absolutely powerful, absolutely unexpected, and leading, definitely the arrival of a big climax!) Brothers wait and see, it will be more exciting in the future! The 7,000-word chapter is offered, how about it, are we kind enough? ）

Contrary to the miserable Ali Zhiwei, the Mongolian Fuyuwei camp outside the city at this time was full of joy, everyone was elated, and they were happy to meet each other.

The news of the surrender of the Jurchens in the city has spread all over the city - everyone is not blind, and the tattered white flag that was fought at the head of the city is still clearly distinguished, not to mention that the envoys sent by the Jurchens have already arrived in the camp, and everyone has just seen it! A number of people spat at the messenger with a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm.

"Honorable Great Khan, Lord Amin has sent a villain to meet you. I beg you to allow us to surrender humbly and be your faithful servants. ”

In the sweat tent of the Great Khan, it is very luxuriously arranged, with a radius of 100 steps, more than a meter higher than the ground outside, which is the unique construction method of the residence of the high-rise people of the nomads - hundreds of wooden stakes of one meter long and short and thick bowls are nailed into the ground, and then a thick layer of wooden planks is laid on it, and then on top, a large tent is laid.

In the tent, a thick cashmere carpet was spread, and the walls of the tent were covered with weapons such as axes, spears, and hammers, as well as the skulls and furs of many bears and tigers.

At the top sat a short, stout middle-aged man with a full beard, his face slightly dark. There is a majesty on his face that he is not angry and arrogant because he has been in a high position for a long time. He sat high on a large chair covered with a complete tiger skin. The tiger's head was in front of the seat, and he was trampled under his feet. It's like a brocade pier.

This person just can't come out.

Around him, dozens of guards in heavy black armor were around, armed with heavy weapons such as axes and hammers—the only Praetorian Guards left.

Below his left hand, Hai Richagai was standing in a rather awkward position, not wearing the armor that almost never left him, but wearing a silk robe, the loose robe crumbled tightly on his body, and his figure looked a little bloated - this was certainly not because His Royal Highness the Great Prince had suddenly gained dozens of pounds in a few days, but because it was full of bandages. He was in the process of sneaking up on the camp of the slave soldiers a few days ago. Carelessly, the lone army went deeper, and as a result, he had more than ten wounds, if it wasn't for the timely rescue, I was afraid that a life would be lost.

That is, his body, he can get out of bed and walk around in just a few days.

Standing on the right is the newly appointed centurion of the Guards, the current commander, Garu.

The person below is almost lying on the ground in a humble posture of throwing himself to the ground. He slammed his head on the ground and said respectfully.

This is Zhao Slow Xiong, he is the envoy sent by the Jurchens to beg for surrender this time. Because Amin felt that the Han people were more eloquent than the Jurchens. Of course, there is a more important reason that those Jurchen officers feel ashamed and are unwilling to come.

Zhao Slowxiong had resentment in his heart, and he didn't care about earning face for the Jurchens. Straight to the point, he said that he would surrender -- if the situation was normal, he would have to talk about some useless scenes.

The excitement and excitement in his eyes that could not be concealed were hard to hide. He stared at Zhao Slowxiong and forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart. In a flat tone, he said, "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Slow-Xiong said respectfully: "The villain Han Army Thousand Households Zhao Slow-bear." ”

"You lowly dog!" Hairi Chagai shouted, and scolded with fire in his eyes: "You dare to come? I'm going to kill you! ”

He secretly attacked the Han army slaves that day, and he originally thought that the victory of holding the handle in his hand turned out to be that he slipped out of his hands alive, and he was also injured, which naturally greatly damaged his face. He can be said to be thankless, although he was injured, he still gave Ha Bu a harsh reprimand, and there was some gossip in the army that he was stupid as a pig, and he was simply a waste.

People like Hairi Chagai will not find problems from themselves, but will only rely on others for their crimes.

There is no doubt that his behavior made Ha Bu feel that he had lost face in front of outsiders, and his face immediately sank, and his voice was cold: "Hairi Chagai, you stupid pig!" Get the hell out of here! Where do you have to speak here? ”

Hairi Chagai didn't dare to have a hard top with him after all, so he snorted reluctantly and walked out crookedly.

Ha Bu asked eagerly: "Zhao Slow Xiong, let me ask you, how is Liang Yanqiu?" ”

"Liang Yanqiu?" Zhao Wanxiong pondered for a moment before he said, "But that hostage?" ”

"That's right."

He stared at Zhao Wanxiong, a little apprehensive in his heart, for fear that he would say the word death - the Jurchens who attacked him first, it was normal for people to kill Liang Yanqiu, and he couldn't say anything.

Liang Yanqiu's position in his heart is still very important, and the reason why he risked being killed to attack the Jurchens was because he thought that the benefits of the sneak attack on the Jurchens were the most important losses caused by losing Liang Yanqiu. And now that the Jurchen is about to surrender, he is naturally concerned about Liang Yanqiu's safety.

"That Mr. Liang is very good!" Zhao Slowxiong said: "When Lord Amin was leaving, he told me to treat him well, eat and drink well, and then when there was a war, no one would take care of him." ”

He pursed his lips: "It's just a scholar." ”

Knowing that Liang Yanqiu was fine, he couldn't help but feel good, looked at Zhao Wanxiong with a smile, and asked a few questions.

Zhao Wanxiong replied one by one very respectfully, and finally asked coldly: "Amin asked you to come, but what conditions do you have to make?" ”

Zhao Slowxiong raised his head and came into contact with the eyes that seemed to be smiling, and suddenly his heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his head and said, "The Great Khan is really a last resort, that's right, Lord Amin asked the little one to make a few small requests." ”

"You Han people, you can speak."

Ha couldn't laugh: "Say it!" ”

"First, Lord Amin hopes that the Great Khan will promise to spare the lives of all those who descend."

"No problem." Ha Bu was very happy to agree: "As long as they are honest and don't cause trouble, they will serve my Fuyuwei." Naturally, a life to be spared. ”

Zhao Slowbear blinked: "What about the soldiers who once killed your warriors?" ”

Ha Bu scoffed at this question: "Naturally, everyone is treated equally, and each is his own master on the battlefield." No need to blame. ”

Zhao Slowbear let out a long sigh of relief, and a big stone in his heart was put down. He killed many Mongols that night.

"Second, there are many talented people in the army, and Lord Amin hopes that the Great Khan will keep them as appropriate as you like."

Ha Bu Mo pondered for a while, and nodded slowly: "Yes." ”

After all, after the Jurchens surrendered, they were all used by him, and promoting some talented people was something that was good for him, so why not do it?

I didn't wait for Zhao Slowxiong to continue, but I didn't expect Zhao Slowxiong to say thank you and then never say anything again.

"Finished?"

"It's over."

Ha was surprised: "Amin didn't ask him for himself?" ”

Zhao Slowxiong said: "Back to the words of the Great Khan." Lord Amin said that he led his troops to defeat again and again, and lost the last elite of the Haixi Jurchens, and he was already in despair, and he would never think about him again in this life. I only begged the Great Khan to reward a life, a horse, and a few sheep, and he lived the rest of his life on the grassland. ”

Thinking of the lonely expression on Amin's face when he explained these words to himself, he also felt a sadness in his heart. I couldn't help but sigh.

He stared at the void in front of him for a long time before he regained his focus and let out a long sigh.

This feeling of Amin. He could feel it. When he was killed by Lian Zining, he was unable to form an army, and when he fled in a hurry in the jungle, he also had this kind of emotion. It's just that at that time, there was still hope after all, and there were still 30,000 troops to use. It didn't last long before the mood went away.

"If I hadn't surrounded Ali Zhiwei, Amin would have been able to take them to do something big." I can't think of such an idea.

He felt a little sad and sad in his heart. But being able to personally force a hero like Amin to the end of the road, all thoughts are lost, but it makes him feel indescribably proud.

"Amin is a talent, it's a pity to be so old."

"You go back and tell him, I'll let him be my counselor, and I will participate in the governor's affairs and military affairs for me in front of the tent, and see if he can do it." ”

Zhao Slowxiong knelt down and said loudly: "The villain thanked the Great Khan for raising Lord Amin." ”

If he doesn't want to, I will give him thirty horses, one hundred cattle and sheep, and let him be a rich man." ”

"The Great Khan is benevolent."

He didn't say yes to all of Amin's requests, in fact, there were only two, and they weren't too much.

In this way, the opinions of both parties are considered to be agreed.

Early in the morning of the 10th day of the fifth month, all the members of the Fuyu Guard were mobilized, and the soldiers put on the most decent armor they could take out, and the scimitars in their hands were polished.

More than 26,000 cavalry of Fuyuwei lined up one mile away from the north gate, the long and large formation was two miles wide, the swords and guns were like a forest, the scorching sun sprinkled down, shining on the knife surface and being reflected back, the whole heaven and earth were overflowing with light.

At a glance, the mountains of soldiers are boundless.

Ha Bu and a group of senior generals were surrounded in front of the formation, looking at Ali Zhiwei with blazing eyes.

As they watched expectantly, the white flag on the city shook three times, and then the gate slowly opened with a piercing grinding sound.

Forty or fifty people walked out, and they didn't sweep their eyes, and they immediately shrank, all of them were wearing mountain character armor, due to the radiation of Confucian culture, this kind of armor that spread from the Ming Dynasty has gradually become a symbol of the senior military generals in the entire East Asia and Southeast Asia circles in the past few decades. In the Ming Dynasty, only officers of more than 100 households could wear this kind of armor, and other countries were similar.

These dozens of people are all the senior generals in the Jurchen army.

These dozens of people walked towards Ha Bu Bu and the others with heavy steps, and when they got closer, Ha Bu saw that it was Amin who was walking in the front.

His whole person was amazingly thin, his eyes were dull, his face was gray, his hair was even gray, and his gait was very staggering, and he had to be supported by Liu Decai behind him.

After watching this scene, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Amin walked to a distance and stood still, first taking the treasure knife from his waist. Throw it on the ground with a thud, and then take off the armor again. Only a small white coat inside. The generals behind him also followed suit and threw down their weapons. took off his armor, and there were some hesitations in his movements, but they were swept by Amin's faint gaze, and they succumbed.

Then Amin led the crowd to his knees and shouted, "Sinner Amin (Bingzhong... ), knock on the Great Khan! Amin begged to surrender, hoping that the Great Khan would spare his life, and the sinners would be grateful! ”

Let's talk about it. His forehead hit the ground heavily.

Seeing that this scene finally happened, his breathing became heavy, he took a deep breath, turned around, faced the tens of thousands of soldiers, and shouted: "Haixi Jurchen, it's gone!" ”

"The Haixi Jurchen has descended!"

"The Haixi Jurchen has descended!"

…………

Huge waves of voices rang out among the Mongol soldiers, and finally all turned into shouts of hooray, hooray.

The soldiers of Fu Yu Wei. Bathed in revelry.

Amin and the others who were kneeling on the ground were all a little pale.

Ha Bu turned around and waved his hand: "Quasi-surrender!" Rise! ”

With permission, Amin and the others dared to stand up.

At this time, suddenly a fast horse came out of the city. Coming straight to the front, the man on the horse, in his forties. He is handsome and dressed as a literati. With fluttering sleeves, who else can there be if it's not Liang Yanqiu? He still looks good. Apparently there really was no suffering during this time.

Liang Yanqiu came to the front of the formation, turned over and dismounted, and fell to the ground: "Liang Yanqiu knocked on the sweat." ”

Ha did not get off the horse, strode out, stretched out his hand to help Liang Yanqiu up, and said with a smile: "The military advisor is safe and sound, it is really my blessing for Yu Wei." ”

Liang Yanqiu's face was also full of joy, and he arched his hand and said: "Thanks to the great Khan's might, he is safe and sound below."

Ha Bu suddenly said slowly: "Ben Khan has no choice but to do it, and it is really ...... to put the military advisor in danger."

His eyes stared at Liang Yanqiu without blinking, and his sharp gaze seemed to be able to pierce him.

Liang Yanqiu looked upright, and said solemnly: "Hey, where did the Great Khan say come from?" In this life, he swore to be the Great Khan and died for the blessing of Yuwei, even if he was broken bones, he was not afraid. The Jurchens lost their troops and lost their generals, and the people were panicked, isn't it just an opportunity to seize the city? The Khan's decision could not have been more correct. ”

His expression was bright, unpretentious, and his face was bright, obviously not taking this matter to heart.

Ha Bu nodded secretly in his heart, and his vigilance also faded.

A half-grown child suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, looked at Liang Yanqiu's face full of admiration, and shouted, "Teacher." ”

It was Ulaanba Day.

Liang Yanqiu also smiled at him: "Ulan Bari, I haven't seen you for a few days, and it seems that you have grown taller again." ”

He patted Liang Yanqiu's hand and said with a smile: "You have also been frightened these days, and go down to rest, and I will catch the wind and wash the dust for you at night." ”

"Yes." Liang Yanqiu arched his hand and retreated.

He pulled Ulaanba and walked back, and said as he walked: "It just so happens that there are some homework to test for you, see if you have fallen behind." ”

At this time, a large number of soldiers began to come out of the city one by one, throwing aside their armor and weapons, and then sat down on the spot. The Mongol soldiers had already been arranged, and at this time, under the leadership of their respective commanders, the unarmed soldiers were escorted aside to be guarded.

The surrender was carried out in an orderly manner, but he pointed to Amin: "Bring him here." ”

"Mouth Khan." Amin was brought to Habu, said a word respectfully, and knelt down and bowed again.

"No courtesy." Ha Bu hurriedly grabbed him, stared at his face and said, "Amin, you are also a hero, we have become like kowtow worms today?" ”

There was a hint of reproach in the words.

Amin smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "There is no need to mention those in the past, Amin is now just an incompetent prisoner of the ranks, at the disposal of the Great Khan." If you want to kill, why be so humiliated? ”

"Bold!" A Mongolian officer reprimanded him.

He waved his hand and said, "Amin, I'm not mocking you!" You are a man of ability, and Ben Khan also valued you very much before, so submit to me and serve me, how about it? Yesterday, Zhao Slowxiong should have brought my words, right? ”

Amin nodded and shook his head, looked at Ha Bu, and said, "I am willing to ask for those thirty horses and a hundred cattle and sheep." ”

Such a gracious but rejected. He didn't get angry but didn't get angry, he just looked at Amin fixedly. Suddenly laughed out loud.

"Good, good. Horses of courses! What I said, I will never take it back. Ha Bu smiled and said: "Then give you some horses, cattle and sheep, and go to the grassland to live a leisurely life!" ”

But in my heart, I thought that as long as you are under my rule, sooner or later there will be a day when you will bow your head.

Amin took a deep look: "Thank you Great Khan for being perfected." ”

The surrender of tens of thousands of troops was not an easy thing to deal with, and it lasted for a whole day before it was finished.

That night, Ha Bu did not go out of the tent to feast Amin and others.

Tonight is beautiful. The full moon hung high, clear and clear, and the soft white moonlight sprinkled down, and it was cold and bright on all sides, and the sight was similar to the day.

In fact, tonight, the entire Mongolian camp is a celebration and carnival.

They celebrate the victory of the war, and they will have a lot of benefits - although the above has not said it, but according to the rules of the past, these Han dogs are divided into the city of Bansheng, except for some of them. The rest will be divided among the soldiers below as slaves. That's a great piece of labor!

Except for the troops guarding the surrendered troops, everything else was gathered, and piles of bonfires had been lit on the grassland where the Fuyuwei camp was located. The soldiers were gathered in teams of ten, each with a fire, though it seemed to be chaotic. But it's also patchwork. The flames are blazing, constantly licking the delicious food on top. On each fire was a whole sheep pierced with an iron hammer, which was already roasted golden brown. The drops of oil dripped down and hit the fire, making a fluttering sound, so the fire became more vigorous. Bursts of human aroma emanated, rushing into people's noses, and they couldn't help but salivate.

Finally, when the whole sheep was roasted, the officers drew their sharp knives, first cut a piece of fat for themselves, and took a bite of it with a gesture.

Then the soldiers cheered, took out their scimitars, and scrambled to cut a large piece of fat for themselves, and then they were busy biting it with a big mouthful, and the meat they ate was full of aroma and oil.

However, it is a pity that the Great Khan is not allowed to drink. But without the pressure of war and the threat of death, eating meat, watching the moonlight, and laughing loudly with the robes around him, is also a different kind of happiness.

They are quite content.

The recruits and veterans mingled together, hooked their shoulders and backs, and laughed, and the officers also put down a little reserve, talking and laughing with the soldiers.

In the sweat tent, at this time, the flowing water table had already been placed, and he could not stand on the first seat, and nearly a hundred small tables were placed on his left and right hands, and sat down according to the level of order.

The curtain of the sweat tent was lifted high, and there were constantly soldiers with plates in and out, and the big blue and white porcelain plates produced in Jingdezhen of the Ming Dynasty were full of dishes, and the aroma was fragrant, so that people couldn't help but salivate when they smelled it.

Serving food on porcelain plates was the highest standard of treatment in the steppe, just as Napoleon's generals used silver cups and he used aluminum cups.

The big tent has a radius of fifty steps, like a huge palace, the inner space is very vast, and there are two zhang high, even if hundreds of people gather in it, it makes people feel no crowded.

In the next season, people who are a little more particular about it still share their food, and a small table in front of one person is full of all kinds of food. This habit has also spread to the surrounding areas of Daming. Here is also a share of food, not out of the north to face south, high in the main position, east and west are two columns of officers of all levels facing each other, according to the rank of the rank of the order.

Fu Yuwei's high-ranking officers were all gathered together, and even more than a dozen officers who surrendered were here, and they could not fully fulfill their promise to treat everyone equally and never retaliate.

What is surprising is the arrangement of positions.

Sitting first on the left of Ha Bu's hand is Liang Yanqiu, which is okay, after all, he is the first minister under the Great Khan. And sitting opposite Liang Yanqiu was Amin. Of course, this reflects Ha Bu's importance to Amin, but it has also attracted the dissatisfaction of many generals, but Ha Bu has ignored all this.

In the two of them, it is Ulan Bari and Hairi Chagai.

The table in front of everyone was full of food - roast leg of lamb cut into thin golden slices, sprinkled with spices, and the oil bubbling out of the mouth, making people salivate at the sight. Put it in your mouth and chew it, it is fragrant and soft and fresh, and it is delicious.

Because the war had just ended, and Wu Yi's army was hundreds of miles away, there could be no war recently, so under the strong request of the generals, he finally relented and allowed everyone to drink at will tonight.

The big tent was staggered, very lively, the officers toasted each other, laughed loudly, all of them were complacent, and some of them were bold and did not refuse, and they were already red-faced and red-eared when they drank.

Amin's face was full of depression, except for a glass of wine to Ha Bu at the beginning, he didn't pay attention to anyone, only cared about his own drinking, and others toasted and did not refuse, and after a while, there were already several jars at hand. Before long, he was so drunk that he fell asleep on the table.

At the end of the day, the feast was over, and the officers took their own leave. One by one, they were drunk and drunk, and they were all helped back. A big victory, today's heart is full of feelings, and it is indeed happy, so I can't drink a little too much, my legs are a little fluttering, and as soon as I stand up, my legs are weak, and I almost sit on the ground.

Fortunately, Liang Yanqiu next to him was quick and fast, and he held him up, but he was a weak scholar, and how much strength did he have? I almost fell to the ground with the belt.

"Your Highness Ulan Bari, let's help the two of them return to the account."

Liang Yanqiu greeted.

Ulan Bari answered, and hurriedly came over to support his father.

Hairi Chagai originally wanted to go to support and offer courtesy, but he was preempted, he snorted coldly, his ill-intentioned eyes turned around Liang Yanqiu and Ulan Bari, and strode away.

But he didn't see it, the moment he turned around, the eyes of Liang Yanqiu and Ulan Bari were a little weird.

The two of them helped Ha Bu out to enter the back tent, Ha Bu was already drunk and unconscious, and he had fallen asleep for a while, and the two of them struggled to put him on the bed, and Ha Bu immediately let out a loud snoring sound.

Several concubines stood beside them, and Liang Yanqiu ordered: "You go down first!" ”

Several concubines did not suspect him, so they responded and retreated.

After a while, Liang Yanqiu paced out of the big tent and said to Galu, who was standing straight, "Galu, the Great Khan has woken up, and I will call you in." ”

"Yes!" Garu carried a sledgehammer and walked in after Liang Yanqiu.

The bedroom is extravagant, with intricate Persian carpets on the floor and gold, silver, pearls and jade. On a large bed, I can't sleep like a dead pig.

In front of his bed, Liang Yanqiu, Ulan Bari, and Galu stood quietly, no one spoke, and the atmosphere in the bedroom was so dull that it was almost suffocating.

Liang Yanqiu's voice was dry, and he said in a low voice: "Your Highness......"

Ulan Bari's eyes stared at his father deadly, his face was red for a while, pale for a while, and uncertain, with complicated emotions in his eyes, his body was trembling slightly, and the sweat on his forehead was falling.

Finally, his face became cold and determined, and he let out a long sigh of relief as he looked at the viciousness in his eyes that did not match his age. Close your eyes and nod slowly.

At this point, it seems to weigh a thousand pounds.

Liang Yanqiu let out a long sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and glanced at Galu quickly.

Galu gritted his teeth, strode to the bed, raised the sledgehammer in his hand high, and smashed it down at the head that couldn't come out! (To be continued.) )