"Come on!"

The one who shouted this affectionately was not a delicate aunt, but an old Tartar with a scruffy beard and tears, naturally Yang Akang.

"Come on, you ran back?" The old Tartar looked left and right, and then gave his youngest son Yang Axi a look, and asked him to go and guard outside the tent - the old Tartar's stockade was closer to Fuzhou City, and it was not bombarded by artillery, but the wild Jurchen tribes stationed here were all relatively pro-Mongol (of course, pretended). If they knew that Yang Aguo had run back from Chen Dexing, maybe someone would have to report it.

"No, it was King Ming who let me back."

As soon as Yang Ah spoke, Yang Axi, the little Tartar who had just walked to the door of the tent, suddenly turned his head and asked with great interest: "Brother, they all show that the king is a fairy, this ...... Is it true? ”

"King Ming is not an immortal, he is the reincarnation of an immortal." Yang Ah corrected him very strictly, he is now a priest of the Heavenly Taoist Sect, so he can naturally distinguish the relationship between reincarnation and mortal - reincarnation is a divine soul mortal body, and he has the memory of being a god, but he does not have the mana of being a god. And the next one is all the mustache and the whole tail. Chen Dexing is soul wearing, so he is reincarnated, and if he wears flesh, he is mortal......

"That's the gods!" Yang Axi looked out of the door and didn't see anyone watching, so he called the warriors of the two clans and asked them to guard, and he came back to participate in the discussion.

"Half an immortal at most." Yang Aguo said his understanding, "Because the body is mortal, there is no way to cast spells, but there is immortal knowledge in the brain." The ball of heaven, telescopes and cannons, as well as gunpowder, are all knowledge. Not a spell. ”

"What do you say? Something as big as it is in the sky, but it's not a spell? Yang Axi's eyes widened. And the big cylinder of magic vessels...... Nor is it a spell? ”

"No, it's called ...... Science! "Yang Aguo said seriously." In addition to talking about the coming of the king into the world and sweeping away the darkness, our Heavenly Taoism is about scientific methods, to use scientific methods to build a bright world, and to use scientific methods to explore unknown affairs, including heaven, earth, universe and all things. ”

"Branch...... Learn? Yang Akang shook his head, "Does it have anything to do with the imperial examination?" ”

"It's not the imperial examination, it's the ...... The study of the practice of discovery, invention and creation is a general term for the knowledge system of human beings to explore and understand the laws of change in the universe. ”

Yang Aguo recited the contents of the Taiyi Bright Sutra. This sutra is Chen Dexing's dictation of the gist (the sermon of the leader and the like). Then the goddess stick, Mo Dingtian, Ren Daoxing and several big god sticks turned it into scriptures. The general idea of the content is to use the spirit of science, exploration and empirical evidence to explore the truth; It is necessary to explore the deeper scientific laws through guò's inductive study of appearances......

In a word, Chen Dexing's religious view is that God exists, and God has endowed human beings with the spirit of exploration and research, and endowed human beings with high wisdom that is different from other species, but he has not imparted all the knowledge and truth in the universe to human beings -- this requires human beings to explore, discover, and study by themselves.

And the process of discovering all the knowledge and truth in the universe is the process of mankind building a bright world. It is the process of using science to preach.

Well, a little bit of Scientology! This is the integration of theology and science, and all unknown phenomena in the universe (including the soul piercing of Chan Teh-hing) are attributed to the knowledge known to God but unknown to mankind.

At the same time, he also believes that human beings can explore and discover unknown knowledge and truths, when human beings have mastered all the knowledge and truths in the universe. They can make the mortal world as perfect as the heavenly court, and make the mortal life as happy as in the heavenly court......

Of course, Yang Aguo can't explain this set of religious theories. And Yang Akang and Yang Axi are even more incomprehensible. However, they all believe that Chen Dexing is at least a demigod, and he also has a destiny in his body. Kublai Khan, Tachar, Ali Buge, these people will definitely not be able to beat him!

"King Ming said, we are the warriors of the Jurchen. As long as you are willing to serve him, you can become a banner man, be incorporated into the Eight Banners, fight with the Han army, and share the plundered people and animals, and you can turn the weak in Liaodong and the grassland into serfs, and do live production for the banner people from generation to generation......"

Yang Aguo then began to talk about the rules of Hu'er Eight Banners, naturally to persuade his father and brother to join the Eight Banners revolutionary team. That's what he's here for.

"That's all?" The old Tartar Yang Akang frowned, he was the little prince of the Jin Kingdom when he was young, he had seen the world, and he also knew the rules of the Song Dynasty that gave preferential treatment to people - money and silk and goods were always given, right? Official positions are always given, right? How can you use a flag man to send it away? You have to grab this benefit yourself, this is not like the rules of the Han people!

"Oh, there's more." Yang Aguo nodded, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't join, kill it!" In the future, all kinds of Hu'er in Liaodong and the grassland will either be banner men, serfs, or ...... Just kill it! ”

"Ahh Murderous? "The old Tartar's eyes widened, is this Chen Dexing really the king of Ming? Isn't it really the reincarnation of Genghis Khan!?

Boom Boom Boom ......

Outside the camp, the sound of the explosion came up again, it was the artillery of the Northern Expeditionary Army who used a three-bow bed crossbow to throw heavenly thunder arrows from a long distance to support the infantry soldiers on the north bank of the Fuzhou River. The 16 heavenly thunder arrows roared away and landed around the Mongol cavalry who had just assembled to prepare for the assault, and the casualties caused to the Mongols were not large because of their poor accuracy. But it disturbed the horses, and the men and horses neighed for a while. A charge, which was stirred up before it could begin.

"Daddy, make up your mind!" Yang Aguo saw that his father was silent, and he was a little anxious, "There are dozens of lobbyists who come to the door, but you can't let them take the lead!" And...... How long can the Ashuru dog thief run rampant? King Ming's army is artillery and thunder, as well as heavy infantry, as well as 1500 heavy armored cavalry and 1200 Eight Banner cavalry, Ashulu can't stop it! ”

"But...... What should we Jurchens do? The old tartar shook his head, "We are strong and have entered the Eight Banners, what should the weak people in the tribe do?" Really keep them in slavery? How many flag men is King Ming ready to recruit? ”

"At most, 50,000 are all of us born Jurchen and the strongest warriors in the eastern Liaodong tribes......" Yang A said.

"But there are no less than one million tribesmen of all ethnic groups in Liaodong and Liaoxi (not counting Mongolia)!" The old Tartar is nationally conscious, and subconsciously there is some resistance.

50,000 people carry the flag, even if you count their wives and children, there are 200,000 in the sky. At least 800,000 more will be enslaved for generations! Of all ethnic groups outside the Seychelles, two adults carry flags, and eight adults are slaves...... This clan has been divided into two since then, don't say anything about the deep love between master and slave, and the of the master and slave family. That is a harmonious relationship that can only be experienced between a master and a servant, and this is not the case between a flag man and a flag slave. Three or four flag slaves raise a flag person, and they are not allowed to knock on the bone and suck the marrow!

If the two types of people are solidified according to their bloodline, over time, the flag man and the flag slave will be the two types of people in the sky and on the earth!

"What about the original tribe? Should it be turned into a flag? The old tartar thought of another question.

"There are no tribes anymore! Warriors are in the flag, the weak are slaves, where are the tribes? The leader of the tribe was willing to submit to the banner and became an official, and refused to surrender...... Then you can only kill! ”

Kill ...... Kill again! This is also murderous, right!?

The corners of the old Tartar's mouth twitched, and the sound of artillery outside came to mind again, it seems that the Mongolian warriors are being shelled again!

"But we are from the Wanyan family, if we let the Southern Barbarians know, I'm afraid of ......"

"They already know! The child has already sued the Holy Messenger of Sù Mo! ”

"Got it......" the old tartar gasped, "you, you, you ......"

"Daddy, it doesn't matter, the Han people who are now going north to Liaodong are not the servants of the Zhao family, and the King of Ming is going to stand on behalf of the Song Dynasty, so he will not avenge the Zhao family! We follow now, that is, from the dragon heroes, Daddy can also go to Han to enjoy happiness in the future! ”

"Go to Han Land and enjoy happiness!" When the old Tartar thought of Handi, two old tears swayed in his eyes, he was born in Jinzhongdu, and that was his hometown!

"Daddy, don't hesitate! This is our Yang family's opportunity to make meritorious contributions from the dragon! Yang Axi saw that his father was still hesitating, so he stomped his feet and said, "How powerful King Ming is, we have all seen it with our own eyes, who else can represent the Mongolian Lord of the Central Plains except King Ming?" The Mongols don't have the place of our Yang family, so if you want to be rich, you have to vote for the Ming king! As for others being slaves, do our! Daddy, do you still want to be happy? Do you still want to go to Handi to live a good life? Fuck me if you want to! ”

Finally, the old tartar took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "Yes! I still want to go to Han to enjoy happiness, and I also ask for wealth! I can't help it. Axi, go gather the warriors and get ready to fight hard! ”

"Daddy, where are you going to fight?" Yang Axi asked again.

"Fuzhou! Let's go to Fuzhou City to make a big fuss! ”

When the old Tartar finally made up his mind to defect, I don't know how many tribes were having a similar conversation in their tents. Now it is obvious that the Mongols are weakening and the Ming king is a turning point in his rise. In the eyes of these Cypriot tribe leaders, this is a fateful gamble!

The foreign tribes, there is no strong national attribute, nothing more than to follow the strong, the rise of the Khitan with the Khitan, the rise of the Jurchen with the Jurchen, to the rise of the Mongols, many Xi people, Khitan tribes, all voted for Mongolia. It is Yang Akang who is clearly a Jurchen race, and he also claims to be a Bohai relic. What's wrong with changing the flag and becoming a flag bearer now?

At this time, the Mongol cavalry of two thousand men had just finished a diffuse attack - firing at 1,600 horse bows, 600 crossbows, and 1,200 Jurchen horse bows. The result was naturally not a good end, the gun crossbow was originally very accurate, and Chen Dexing's crossbowmen were also well-trained "samurai". At a distance of thirty or forty paces, not to mention a hundred shots and a hundred hits, there is always a hit rate of more than seventy percent.

As for the 1,200 wild Jurchens, they are all masters who survive by shooting and hunting, and now they have changed to the high-grade horned bows produced in the Han land, and they are dismounted and shot on foot, where are the good fruits of the Mongols to eat? A rain of arrows was thrown, at least hundreds were put down, two or three hundred were wounded, and even Ashulu himself hung up.

Just as he gritted his teeth and pulled out the sharp arrow inserted in his thigh, he suddenly heard someone shouting in horror in his ear: "Fuzhou, Fuzhou City is on fire!" (To be continued......)