On the north bank of the Yellow River, Zhao Min watched the surging river flow eastward, his silver teeth were biting, and his knuckles became a little white because he clenched his fist too hard.

"County Lord, after crossing the Yellow River, it is the boundary of Shandong, although it is still the territory of my Great Yuan, but there are mobs everywhere, and if you chase it down, I'm afraid it will ......" Some of the accompanying generals stepped forward and looked at Zhao Min worriedly, the county lord now seemed to be in a certain nightmare.

"Needless to say." Zhao Min waved his hand, but the boredom in his heart could not be calmed down no matter what, for a long time, he looked up in the direction of the south bank from afar, stared deadly, and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to prepare a warship, we will cross the river, just take this opportunity to completely eliminate the rebellion in Shandong." ”

"Yes." Although he was a little worried, Zhao Min, as the commander of the three armies, had already spoken, and everyone naturally stopped talking and began to prepare the boats used to cross the river.

"In addition, send someone to inform the eldest brother that most of the war is over, quickly lead the troops south and join us!" Zhao Min turned back and instructed the second elder Xuan Ming beside Gong Li.

Since his family knows his own affairs, Zhao Min is not as good as anyone in the world, but if he talks about marching and fighting, although he is also familiar with military books and has his own understanding, he has never undergone any formal actual combat test, and his opponent this time is not the same as the people in the rivers and lakes in the past, not to mention Li Xuan, who is not like a person with high martial arts and wisdom, and the difficult rebels in Shandong alone are enough to give people a headache.

Although the number of these rebels is not as good as those mobs in the capital, they are all veterans who have been tested on the battlefield for a long time, and under the pressure of the Mongolian iron cavalry, they still survived tenaciously, and they are by no means comparable to the mobs in the capital that are about to collapse, although the number is far inferior to the former, but when it comes to difficult Cheng Dù, it is more than ten times more than ten, and most of these rebels are composed of Mingjiao branch altars from all over the country, with Mingjiao as the head of the horse, Li Xuan chose to get out from here, obviously premeditated, in the face of such a situation, Zhao Min is even more proud, I didn't dare to gamble on the survival of 30,000 Mongolian elite horsemen, so I could only ask Wang Baobao, a veteran of the battlefield, who had experienced a hundred battles, to help.

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Just when Zhao Min wiped his troops and prepared to take the ferry to fight Li Xuan in Shandong, a shocking news, but with the help of well-intentioned people, quickly spread throughout the entire Shandong territory, and radiated to every corner of the Central Plains at an astonishing speed.

The Mongols sacrificed the butcher's knife again, but this time the souls under the knife were not the previous martial arts heroes or the anti-Mongolian rebels, but the people of Dadu who lived under the rule of the Mongols for a hundred years, and hundreds of thousands of Han people living in Dadu were slaughtered within ten days, and the entire Dadu had turned into a dead domain at this moment!

The origin of the rumor is no longer verifiable, but the truth of the rumor has been confirmed, and many of the countless refugees who fled from the north were survivors of the First World War.

These surviving refugees, naturally will not say why most of the people rebelled, but their own tragic experience, how the Mongols are cruel and vicious, frustrating and frenzied, and then there is no need to add fuel to the fire, with the bloody tragic situation of this group of northern refugees, and I heard that the Mongolian elite is assembled on the north bank of the Yellow River, and is about to go south, and everyone in the entire Shandong area is in danger, and within a few days, several county towns were captured by the righteous army with the cooperation of the local people.

Although it is only a few insignificant county seats, but for the anti-Mongolian rebels, it has extraordinary significance, previously, although the rebels in Shandong were very noisy, but most of them were small fights, and the rebels of all parties were just bandits gathering in the mountains and forests, and rarely confronted the Mongolian army head-on.

But with these counties occupied by the rebel army, although the territory is not large, and scattered in various parts of Shandong, unable to form a united front, but for the Mongolian iron cavalry to be pressed by the rebels and even the people in various places, it is like a ray of light in the night, which greatly boosts the morale of the anti-Mongolian rebels and the recognition of the rebels in this area, and the people's hearts with the Mongols slaughtered this time, began to gradually tilt towards the rebels, like a little spark. If it is not extinguished in time, sooner or later it will become a prairie fire, which will sweep the entire Central Plains with the momentum of a prairie fire.

At the same time, the Mongols in Shandong have fallen into an embarrassing situation, although nominally this place is still under the rule of the Mongols, but these Mongols do not have the feeling of being the rulers of the past at the moment, no matter where they go, there will be countless hostile eyes staring at them, within a few days, the number of Mongols who disappeared for no reason is as many as hundreds, almost ten times that of previous years!

If it were in the past, the county governments would never let go of this rare opportunity, and would definitely send soldiers on a large scale to search from house to house, which would be another round of oil and water, but this time it was different, the captured county towns were like a silent signal flare, constantly reminding the rulers of these counties that these people who were harmless on weekdays and could be bullied at will could burst out of the energy, and even many officials began to try to carry out some policies to benefit the people, trying to alleviate the current contradictions, but with little effect, years of oppressionThe seeds of hatred have been buried deep in the hearts of every Han people, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, coupled with the news of the inhumane massacre of Mongolia is spreading, how can the lost people's hearts be made up for in just a few days.

And what's worse is that the rebels began to go out of the mountains and forests, although they were helpless in the face of the county town with strong city walls, but the Mongols wandering outside the city became the target of these rebels, these days, the Mongolian soldiers sent by the government to work outside the city almost without exception, are all unheard, until now, almost all the Mongols in the counties of Shandong have chosen to retreat in their respective counties, dare not go out, and the counties have lost contact with each other, when Zhao Min set foot on the border of Shandong, The entire Shandong Prefecture, where the imperial court had set up in the counties, was almost completely paralyzed.

"Rice bucket! Rubbish! What the hell is the court raising you waste for!? On the south bank of the Yellow River, in a county seat, Wang Baobao, who had just arrived, looked at a cadre of officials in the county, and kicked the court case far away with an angry kick, and the angry roar resounded throughout the county seat.

In the face of Wang Baobao's roar, the county management was silent, and could only lower his head, silently bearing the anger and roar of this famous general of the Yuan Court, and did not dare to complain.

"Enough, big brother!" Zhao Min's cold voice interrupted Wang Baobao's roar, and he glanced at the officials a little tiredly, and waved his hand lightly: "You guys retreat first." ”

"Yes, Lord Xie!" As if the officials were granted amnesty, they quickly left the yatang.

"Sister, you're too indulgent to them!" Wang Baobao glared at Zhao Min dissatisfiedly and snorted.

"It's not connivance, it's no wonder they're here." Zhao Min shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Don't blame them, can't you blame me!?" Wang Baobao raised his head, glared at his sister fiercely, and said angrily.

"Yes, it's your fault." Zhao Min turned his head suddenly, and looked at Wang Baobao without showing weakness.

"You are presumptuous!" It was the first time for Wang Baobao to see this kind of gaze from the eyes of his well-behaved and lovely sister, and he was immediately angry and shouted.

"I'm presumptuous!?" Zhao Min shook his head: "If it weren't for the eldest brother, you insisted on slaughtering the city and putting all the Han people in danger, how could these Han people rebel as soon as they heard that my army was heading south?" They are afraid, afraid of encountering the same thing as most of the Han people. ”

"So what? This is the emperor's order, the emperor's order cannot be violated, these Han people escaped to death, and they dared to chew their tongues, I will definitely pull these people out one by one and destroy them all over the house! Wang Baobao said angrily.

"Kill, kill, kill! There are more than 10 million Han people in the world, have you finished killing them? Zhao Min suddenly roared out of control, and roared angrily at his brother: "A big capital, hundreds of thousands of unarmed Han people, buried the 50,000 most elite troops of my Yuan Dynasty, let me ask you, how many elites are in my Great Yuan Empire, let you use them to bury the Han people, Your Majesty is confused, as the top pillar of the imperial court, you don't think about worrying about the monarch, how can you be confused with Your Majesty?" ”

"Minmin, you're too presumptuous today!" Wang Baobao said with a pale face: "As a courtier, if such a rebellious word is spread, how can I live?" ”

"Humph!" Zhao Min snorted coldly and said: "You haven't learned much about the Han people's art of war and strategy, but this foolish loyalty has been learned ten percent, and one day, if my Great Yuan dies, it will die in the hands of you faint kings and foolish ministers!" ”

"Smack!"

Wang Baobao suddenly made a move, and slapped Zhao Min's face hard, but after all, the brother and sister were deeply in love, looking at Zhao Min's stubborn face, ten percent of the strength finally hit Zhao Min's face but less than one percent, Rao is so, Zhao Min's cheek is still high and swollen.

"You hit me!?" Zhao Min looked at Wang Baobao in disbelief.

"I ......" Wang Baobao's chest was blocked, looking at Zhao Min's sad eyes, and he snorted coldly: "I'm going to wake you up!" ”

"Humph!" Zhao Min turned his head suddenly, and rushed out without looking back, the two elders of Xuan Ming and Fan Yao followed silently, although they were loyal to Zhao Min, but this was a family affair of the Ruyang Palace, and it was inconvenient for their subordinates to interfere, so they could only silently protect Zhao Min in case of accidents.

"Wang Baobao, I hate you!" Rushing out of the mansion, Zhao Min turned around abruptly and said loudly at the mansion.

"See the county lord." A small official held a letter in his hand, cautiously came to Zhao Min's side, and bowed.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Min wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, restored the prestige of the county lord, and said indifferently.

"Someone sent a letter, saying that he wanted the county lord to check it himself." The little official hurriedly said.

"Oh?" A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Min's eyes, he stretched out his hand to take the letter, waved his hand to signal the little official to leave, and spread out the letter, but there was only one line of Chinese characters on the letter: "Xiao Xian's plan: The shores of the land are all bandits, please comment on the county lord." ”

There was no signature, but looking at the iron painting silver hook and the domineering font, Zhao Min Huoran raised his head and said, "Go, chase back the official who sent the letter just now." ”

After a while, the deer stick guest returned in vain, looked at Zhao Min and said: "County Lord, his subordinates are incompetent and have failed to recover him." ”

Shaking his head, Zhao Min suddenly felt an unprecedented powerlessness in his heart, leading the shores of the land to be bandits, it was really appropriate, although there was no signature, but Zhao Min had already guessed who the messenger was, and a strong sense of loss lingered in his heart, it seemed that since he met him, every step he took could not escape his control, a deep sense of frustration, so that Zhao Min's chest seemed to be pressed against a huge stone.