At this moment, almost all the people of Washuang firmly believed that after Yuan Huizong fled north and the Great Yuan Empire fell, their descendants of the blue wolf and white deer would come to this fertile land again and become the masters of those Han people under the blessing of the Immortal Heaven.

Even some of the Tile Iron Cavalry were eager to give the order to attack now, so that those cowardly Ming troops could see the majesty of the Mongol Iron Cavalry, which had made the entire Eurasian continent tremble in the past.

"Brother, you better order to camp first." Rubbing the warmth in his eyes, Boyan Timur still dutifully assumed the obligation of a military advisor, saving his brother from being blindly excited here, so that the Ming army was caught off guard, or if he attacked the city in this situation, it really wouldn't be able to come.

"Camp? Second brother, now you see that above the city, the soldiers are panicked, the banners are messy, and they are clearly a group of frightened little lambs, if we don't take this opportunity to take the capital, do we have to wait for them to be prepared? At this moment, the king of the journal excitedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted.

His younger half-brother, Polo, was similarly reluctant to pull out the scimitar at his waist. "Big brother, give the order, I am willing to be the vanguard, the first to rush to the head of the capital, and plant our battle flag on the head of the capital today, so that those southerners know that we Mongolians are still the masters of this world!"

"That's right! Lord, give the order! Let those barbarians know who should own this land. Beside him, many of the general spurs cast a pair of red eyes, like a group of hungry wolves who have seen flesh and bones.

Yexian's slightly triangular eyes stared at the chaotic Jingshi Tower, his eyes were greedy like the devil who wanted to occupy the whole world at his feet, and he began to hesitate when he looked at those frightened and frightened figures.

Boyan Timur wanted to persuade again, but seeing that the scene was so turbulent, and the words of the king of the journal were not bad, he also fell silent.

All eyes fell on Ye Xian, the actual power holder of the tile thorn.

He first took his eyes back from the city with difficulty, glanced at the subordinates around him who were eager to fight, and finally fell on the person he trusted the most: Boyan Timur.

"Second brother, what do you think?" He also asked calmly at first, but his heavy snort and his heaving chest all represented his inner unrest.

Boyan Timur's expression was extremely solemn. "Brother, this matter needs to be cautious, now, my army and even the capital, although there are many old and weak soldiers in the city, but the walls are high and the city is thick, it is not easy to capture it."

"Do you really want to give up?" He also comforted the beloved horse who seemed to feel the owner's mood and became extremely irritated, and couldn't help but ask again. "My army came suddenly, and now the Ming army is panicking, if you don't grasp such a good opportunity......"

"Our army has gathered now, if my brother insists, it is not impossible, but ...... I'm afraid the casualties will be too great. After all, we only have a few straw siege engines and hundreds of ladders with us. Seeing Ye Xian's expression, Bo Yan couldn't help but shake his head secretly, it seemed that he was afraid that no matter how much he persuaded him, it would be useless.

The old man felt that he would take a break and attack again, which would not only relieve the children's fatigue, but also make more equipment, so that the siege would be more secure. Most of them have nine gates, Ming said that we only need to bluff in front of the other gates, will be able to drag a large number of Ming troops, then, our army with elite assault on the north of the capital of Desheng Gate and Anding Gate, when a blow can be effective. Next to him, a heavyweight veteran general Ah Thorn slowly spoke, this is a veteran who also followed his father's generation, followed his father to fight in the east and west, and fought in order to eliminate all opposition forces, but he made great contributions to the Ross family, and he was also a very prestigious and powerful figure within the spur.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the young generation who were originally drumming could only put out the fire, and Boyan Timur also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and echoed.

At first, he could only bow his head and agree, and immediately began to drink the order to send men and horses, and camp outside the city gates, in case the Ming monarchs and ministers broke through, and secondly, sent envoys to shout to the city, and by the way, Zhu Qizhen threw out this good card, even if he did not attack the city today, he would be disgusted and disgusting Ming monarchs and ministers.

"When Ming said that our army was ready, let him call the door for this king to go to the city, even if he didn't want to speak, this king wanted to see how those old and weak Ming soldiers would feel when they saw that their son of heaven was actually captured by me." I couldn't help but laugh wildly, and the sound of echoing around me was endless, and excited roars and laughter came and went, as if they had begun to celebrate the capture of Yanjing in advance of the Ming Dynasty.

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Just when he first wiped away his tears of excitement and began to arrange people, Zhu Qizhen, who was called the great tomorrow in the past and the current Emperor Taishang, was actually an unlucky traverser, also looked at the majestic and tall Yanjing City with tears in his eyes.

Maybe it's because the residual memories in Zhu Qizhen's body tugged at the heartstrings, when he saw the whole wall intact for the first time, revealing a sense of cangsang and dignified ancient Yanjing, the strange and familiar visual impact made Zhu Qizhen's heart sour for no reason, and tears filled his eyes in an instant.

Why did he travel to the time point of Tumubao, if he crossed over, how good the time point could be in advance, maybe he was staying in this city outline as if he would never be captured in the Ming Yanjing to eat and drink spicy, and play the landlord game with those aggressive Ming ministers and psychopathic eunuch groups.

"I don't know if Lao Tzu is uh fart, someone has burned two dollars of paper for me...... "I thought that after a day or two at most, I would have to conduct a persuasion or speech under the capital city of Daming that would either be famous for eternity or stinking for thousands of years, as a traverser, Zhu Qizhen, who lacked a sense of identity with the times, couldn't stop the endless tears.

"Your Majesty, don't be too sad, if you hurt your body, the minister will not be redeemed for death." Seeing Zhu Qizhen's strange appearance, Yuan Bin couldn't help but choke up and fell to the ground. When he returned to the city of Yanjing in Daming, he didn't want to see through it, but he knew very well in his heart that the strong city wall, as well as those tile thorn rangers roaming around the left and right, had extinguished his way home safely with the Son of Heaven.

"It's okay, it's just that I saw Yanjing City with a city wall, so I feel a little deep in my heart." Zhu Qizhen stretched out his hand to help Yuan Bin up, looking at the loyal Jinyi Guard Captain, and the general Ha Ming, who was also looking at this side with a concerned face.

In his heart, he has completely regarded these two as his brothers, after all, Zhu Qizhen, who grew up under the social concept of the supremacy of interests and money in later generations, cherishes the selfless dedication and protection of these two people.

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ps: I'm also working hard, you guys are really powerful, at least the chrysanthemum saved a whole day, good, I hope to make persistent efforts.

There was a little problem with this one just now, and it has been modified.