Chapter 408: Unfortunate News

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"Bow to your majesty!"

Wearing a cyan shirt embroidered with pink rice, seaweed, and Zongyi patterns, with an orange-red embroidered black hem underneath, and a seven-crown crown on his head, King Hassan of Bengal lay on the ground and bowed reverently.

This is his royal palace.

That is, the former Fort Arbag.

And on the throne in front of him, sitting is Emperor Yang, and the clothes of the two are actually similar to each other, but Emperor Yang's shirt is dark, that is, a little reddish black, and the patterns on his body are more complicated, especially with more golden dragons, and there are more beads on Yang Feng's crown. He is the clothes of the Son of Heaven, the standard twelve chapters of Xuanyi and clothes, symbolizing heaven and earth and all things, and the head is the twelve crowns, although the system in the early Ming Dynasty does not have to serve the crown on occasions such as the temple of heaven and earth, but Yang Feng's new rules, such as canonization of knighthood to attend the ceremony and other occasions, the emperor and the kings must serve the crown, which can be regarded as emphasizing the tradition.

As for a bright yellow satin......

Well, no Han dynasty has ever worn an emperor's dress like this!

In fact, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty did not limit the need for yellow even if he wore regular clothes, and even the red dragon robe was one level higher than yellow.

And Hassan is the king of the county.

Five chapters are five patterns of green clothes, with seven crowns on the head, this is the most formal dress of the county king, he has just accepted the official canonization of the Ming Dynasty, from this moment on he is the king of the Bengal domain of the Ming Empire, the same sun and moon emblem hanging around his neck also represents his complete abandonment of the ignorant and barbaric Xie religion, since then converted to the advanced civilization of the Ming Dynasty, and become a glorious believer in the Holy Religion.

"Flat!"

Yang Feng said in a long voice.

The four horns installed in his clothes made the voice sound full of divine majesty.

At the signal of the new prime minister in Bangladesh next to him, Hassan, who had almost forgotten his gratitude, quickly bowed to the saint in fear and then got up and stood with his hands down.

"Xuan Ahong, Bhutan, Zhe Mengxiong, and the envoys of the four Arakan ministries came to see you."

Yang Feng's attendant shouted beside him.

Immediately afterwards, the envoys of the four countries were brought in, according to the etiquette of the previous exercise, bowed to His Majesty the Emperor who was high above, and at the same time offered their tribute, they actually did not have any good things there, nothing more than some rare birds and beasts, snow-capped mountain medicinal materials, and the famous Assam black tea at this time still belonged to the unique memory of Emperor Yang, but a pair of snow leopards paid tribute by the Bhutanese people made Emperor Yang very satisfied.

He has a huge zoo in Yingcheon and Suncheon, which are full of rare animals from all over the world.

Of course, this concept was not yet available at this time.

At least Yang Feng knew that the people who were attracted by him to Sichuan even had a special chance of being sold to Jiangsu and Zhejiang as pets for the rich.

"Fengtian carries the emperor's edict.

Ahong, Rakhine, Bhutan, Zhe Mengxiong four chiefs Mu I etiquette, do not hesitate to go far, sincerity, I am very comforted, now I am specially given to the chief of Ahong of the Ming Empire Ahong Domain, specially given to the chief of Rakhine to the Duke of the Ming Empire of Rakhine, specially given to the Bhutanese chieftain of the Ming Empire of Bhutan, specially given to the chief of the Ming Empire of the Duke of the Ming Empire of the Ming Dynasty, Wang'er is cautious, do not have different hearts, when the generations of wealth and prosperity continue to enjoy the blessings! ”

After they bowed, Emperor Yang's attendants immediately read out the decree.

This means that the king of Ahong is canonized, but the remaining Rakhine is Arkan, Bhutan, and Tsemangxiong, and the three families are one duke, but not the kind of duke in the country who only has a few acres of land, but a vassal lord. At this time, the title of the Ming Dynasty was clearly divided into two categories, one is the inner lord, the other is the outer lord, that is, the feudal lord, the inner lord only has the land of the fief and the feudal lord has a vassal state, but the inner lord is qualified to elect members of the noble house to participate in the decision of national affairs, and the feudal lord does not have this qualification, they have no right to mix in national affairs, just manage their own domain, and must obey the orders of the imperial government.

Among the four kingdoms, Ah Hong is the strongest, enough for a vassal king.

But the other three ......

It's enough to give a duke, even in a fart place like Zhe Mengxiong, even the duke is cheap for them, and several marquis in those Tusi titles sealed a while ago are bigger than Zhe Mengxiong!

The emissaries had no objections.

In fact, they don't know much about this set of things, they don't care about any princes and dukes, they just come to pay tribute, say a word to Yang Feng, and prevent the Ming army from running to beat them, anyway, no matter what the lords, as long as they don't annex their land, as long as they don't kick their monarch out of power, as long as they don't enter their places to burn and loot, that's what they want, of course, the prime minister in Ahong, and the envoys in the other three countries, in addition to the extraterritoriality and tax exemption of the garrison, these are also necessary.

The four of them didn't have the guts to argue about it.

At this time, the legend of how the Ming army defeated the Bengal army has already spread in this area, defeating tens of thousands of troops unscathed, and the terrifying elephant soldiers in front of the Ming army actually do not even have the ability to fight back. Besides, the influx of Ming merchants didn't hurt much, at least they could bring cheap industrial goods, and the local products of these small mountainous countries were easier to sell.

In short, this time the Ming Dynasty has five more vassal states.

After the canonization was completed, Emperor Yang encouraged a few words, and then gave a banquet, everyone drank a glass of wine and was a family, and then they dispersed and returned to their respective places, Hassan had no choice but to give Albagh Fort to Yang Feng as a palace, and even if Yang Feng left in the future, he could not come back to live, the palace is like this, where the emperor has lived, he is a courtier, that is definitely not able to live anymore, that is, Albagh Fort will be used as the imperial city and permanent palace of Dhaka in the future.

Well, the emperor is so domineering.

Emperor Yang, who had added five vassal states at once, happily stayed at Albagh Fort for five days and enjoyed ......

Uh, just forget about the beauty.

Bengali beauties are too inconsistent with His Majesty's taste of the Emperor, even if the pursuit of freshness is not so pursued, in fact, Emperor Yang has despaired of this land, in his aesthetic view, this country is completely as barren as a desert, maybe modern Bengalis can still see something, after all, at that time, no matter how poor Bangladesh was, there was still an upper class, and their coffee-colored beauties who had been mixed with countless bloodlines, especially the Caucasian genes, were still improvised, but at this time they couldn't even find a makeshift ah, It's completely like a bunch of black monkeys!

So just five days later, His Majesty the Emperor left the city with a hint of sadness.

And just as he was returning to Xuance City on a royal yacht, a very unfortunate news suddenly came.

Of course, this unfortunate news has nothing to do with Daming.

His beloved lion cub was defeated.

The Swedish expeditionary force led by Charles XII was defeated in Moscow.

Although the young king of Sweden, the most prestigious commander in Europe, the little lion who carried the glory of Gustav and the ardent hopes of Emperor Young, did not actually lose a single battle. In the course of his long expedition, he won one brilliant victory after another, and his figure was like a magic dragon from Northern Europe, always strutting on the vast land of Russia, and his troops were invincible. And his opponent, Peter I, in front of his army, which was all armed with rifled guns and rifled guns, could not be said to have any power to fight back, neither a strong fortress nor an infantry front in the field could stop the footsteps of Charles XII, and all Peter I could do was to flee and flee, keep fleeing, and flee in panic after repeated defeats.

The Swedes won victory after victory, smashing fortress after fortress with heavy rockets, and then capturing Russian cities one after another, Poltava, Kharkov, Kursk, Orel, Tula, and even Moscow.

Yes, they took Moscow.

In fact, they had already occupied the Russian capital more than half a year ago.

In the decisive battle of Tula, the 50,000 Russian troops led by Peter I were once again defeated by the Swedish expeditionary force of only 30,000.

But it didn't help.

for Peter's walls were clear.

When Charles XII stood outside Moscow with the joy of victory, he was greeted by the ruins of a city, ruins and smoke.

Peter I himself set fire to Moscow.

As for himself, he led his wife and children, the Manchu civil and military forces, and of course his Janissaries, directly to the east, and it was said that he was preparing to go to Kazan.

Charles XII, do you have the ability to go on an expedition of another thousand kilometers?

The poor little lion was directly stupid.

He never imagined that his opponent would be so shameless, that he would be able to set fire to the capital, and it would be completely clean, the Kremlin would be burned, everything that could be eaten would be burned, and even the surrounding forests would be set on fire. It can be said that not a grain of grain was left for him, not a house, an unfilled well, nothing left, nothing that could provide him with supplies. This was the case not only in Moscow, but also in all the towns around Moscow that were burned by the Russians themselves, taking away all the grain and livestock that could be taken away, and simply burning those that could not be taken away.

What was left for the Swedes was only the ubiquitous partisans.

The Russians, full of hatred for the invaders, constantly attacking the long and fragile transport lines of the Swedes, were welcomed in Ukraine, but when he actually stepped into Russian soil, all around him was only hateful eyes, and he stood in the ruins of Moscow without tears, and Charles XII was helpless to listen to the bad news that kept coming.

Then, the biggest bad news came.

The cold winter in Russia has arrived. (To be continued.) )