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However, this seems to be of no other use to the capital except for spiritual encouragement.

Because, for the current Ming Dynasty, the current Beizhili is a big cage, and there are fierce beasts eyeing it outside.

It must be said that the army, as long as the Ming officials and the royal family work together, the soldiers and horses can still be mobilized. But what about grain? What about the money? The army can't fight with the northwest wind!

Now that the shipping has been cut off, can the queen still raise money and grain in Beijing?

Of course, if the queen can learn from Li Zicheng more than ten years later. In fact, there is no shortage of food in Beijing, let alone silver. With a little bit of ruthlessness, you can get it out.

However, it is obvious that the queen does not have such great power and ability, even Zhu Zilong's emperor clone can't wake up!

Hehe, want to scavenge money and food from the homes of those royal relatives, eunuchs and gentry?

Don't think that the emperor is really the biggest, the strongest!

The foundation of the Ming Dynasty's rule was these corrupt officials. If you are kind enough to persuade them to donate money and food, you can still come out a little, and you will be hard, unless you are ready to change the dynasty in advance and change someone to be the emperor.

If Empress Zhang ordered the use of violent means against the wealthy families in Beijing......

Oh, the queen dared to wantonly raid her family and eat a big family in Beijing today. Tomorrow, those Beijing officials will dare to lead their families into the Forbidden City, and directly tie up the queen and the crown prince to surrender to Huang Taiji!

This kind of thing can really happen.

What, you say, the officials and landlords, don't you know that surrendering to the emperor Taiji is the same as handing over property?

Haha, laughing to death.

The Donglin Party, as well as the landlords and magnates of the Ming Dynasty, in the late Ming Dynasty, if there was such a thing as IQ, how could the Qing army occupy the Central Plains?

You know, it's terrible to get used to nature, and it will make a person with a normal IQ become a brain-dead.

Why would the capitalists, for the sake of money, sell the rope on which they hanged themselves to the enemy as well. Do they eat for nothing?

Well, is there still less white food in human history?

In the original history, more than ten years later, the Ming officials and landlords abandoned Emperor Chongzhen and opened the city gate to welcome the king. As a result, what I waited for was the clamping stick and the house!

If you think about it as a modern person, what do you really think, you won't be so brainless, right?

However, they are so brain-dead and unintelligent, what can you do?

Because, they think that no one can rule the world without their help. Therefore, the later Li Zicheng or Huang Taiji would not kill them, however, the reality is so ruthless.

When death came, it was natural to regret it, but unfortunately there was no regret medicine.

Isn't this the case with modern human beings?

Knowing that there is a bubble in high housing prices, whoever takes over will die!

But they still threw money into real estate one by one and gambled. I believe that what house prices will rise forever and will not collapse.

Because, they think, they, the middle-class and rich people in China, are the basis of the state, and the state will not let them go bankrupt.

Hehe, hehe, hehe!

Just when the queen of the capital was still happy, it was nerve-wracking.

On Zhu Zilong's side, the big move began again.

His combined army has reached the Karaqin steppe.

Diametrically opposed to Zhu Jiajun's leisurely demeanor, the Abaga tribe in the Karaqin grassland was full of wind and fright.

Nearly 50,000 Mongol troops attacked and outflanked each of them on two flanks, and surrounded the Karaqin Tatar tribe with a total population of more than 20,000 from all sides. At any time, just listen to Zhu Zilong's order, go in and kill, rob, burn, and three-light policy.

At this moment, in the Abagar tribe, it is naturally a tragic scene of people shouting and neighing, and adults making children cry.

In the tribe, old people and women hide in tents with crying children. The tribal nobles wearing gold-inlaid fur hats rushed into the big tent of Zhun Taiji, discussing whether to accept Zhu Zilong's harsh conditions or refuse to resist them to the end.

Ultimately, think about how much less is better than everybody.

What's more, it is still the legendary Zhu Jiajun, so the Abaga tribe of the Karaqin grassland chose to bow their heads.

One of their tribal princes, with a few servants and no weapons, walked quickly to Zhu Zilong and knelt down thirty paces in front of him.

Then, kowtowing and trembling, he said, "Lord Shangguo, the wise and powerful Emperor of the Four Seas of the Great Ming Dynasty, your most loyal friend and staunchest supporter, has come to see you. Please be merciful and ask your most reliable Mongolian friend, Haribara, to say a few words. Get your forgiveness! ”

On Zhu Zilong's side, Comrade Zhuntaiji Samba, who had been a slave for a long time, hurriedly helped Zhu Zilong introduce him.

"Lord Hou, this guy is the second son of Abaga, married to the daughter of a nobleman of Jiannu, and gave birth to two sons. You see, do you want to do this? With that, Samba made a decapitation gesture.

Samba's gesture was immediately frightened, and Haribala, who knelt on the ground, was snow-white.

He hurriedly kowtowed, crying and pleading: "Respect the Almighty Dragon Marquis Shangguo, how merciful and kind you are, we Abaga tribe, will never forget your kindness. From this day forward, I will definitely obey all your orders. We will, at once, hand over the slave envoys and their people from the tribe. ”

"We, the Abagar tribe, are willing to offer a thousand oxen, five hundred sheep, and fifty camels, and five hundred of the most beautiful maidens in the tribe. I only beg the Lord Longhou of the Kingdom to promise to forgive us for our previous sins! ”

"A thousand cows? Five hundred sheep and fifty camels? Are you the almighty Lord Longhou of the Kingdom called Hanako? Samba sneered and said with a cold look on his face. I look like I'm Zhu Zilong's good legs!

I have to say, no wonder the traitors want to mix well, and it is also a technical job, just look at Comrade Samba.

Zhu Zilong just sat there and sneered, and then waved his hand to hand over a piece of paper with his request on it.

The request on the paper was: During the time of one pillar of incense, Haribala must kill all the men and women of the tribe and their children, and sacrifice their heads.

Second, send soldiers to assist the Zhu family army and exterminate Korqin Oba and other tribes.

Third, forty percent of the cattle, sheep, war horses, camels, and women in the tribe belonged to the Zhu family's army.

Fourth, in the future, we will pay tribute to Daming and Shandong, and of course, for this reason, we will give good relations to border businessmen and long-term business cooperation.

As long as one of the above four can't be done, along the way, some tribal examples that have been given to all the wives, children, and all the members of the tribe are living examples.

Scanning the four demands on the paper, Haribara felt desperate.

He agreed, but he was only a prince, not the most powerful person in the tribe. So, I had to go back and talk to my father!

It's just that after going back and forth, after discussion, it is obvious that time has not long passed.

Thus, not long after.

When Haribala, who brought people over, threw down his weapons and surrendered on his knees, holding a large pile of bloody human heads, he walked out of the tribe and knelt on the road to surrender.

Zhu Zilong just glanced at them coldly, and spit out a few words in his mouth: "It's late, the time for a pillar of incense for you has just ended!" ”

"The incense has gone out?" Haribara was dumbfounded, looking at the stump of the incense that was still emitting a little black smoke. Tremblingly, he said: "Lord Longhou of Shangguo, it's only a little late, doesn't it matter?" Please open the net! ”

However, it was Zhu Zilong who answered him and stood up and walked away, and a sentence floated out of the air: "Hou has no jokes!" ”

Good guy, I have only heard of Jun Wu jokes, Zhu Zilong pretended to be compared, and he became Hou Wu jokes.

- (To be continued.) )