To be honest, Zhu Zhanyan doesn't like the smell of blood, and he is actually the most annoyed by the smell of blood.

But now, he sat on the sidelines, supervising the Ming soldiers to treat the corpses with lime and embalm, and then mix them with the soil and stack them to slowly form a high platform.

What is Kyokan? At present, the high platform next to Zhu Zhan is Jingguan.

It is said in "Erya" that the absolute height is Beijing, the view is the platform, and the Beijing view is a high platform made of flesh and blood.

"The Chronicles of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty" has a saying: Pan Dang please collect the corpse of Jin and build it as a Beijing view to show martial arts for eternity.

To put it bluntly, Jingguan is a way to show military merits, but it is relatively less accepted by people.

The Han people have not built a Beijing Temple for a long time, and in Han culture, the act of building a Beijing Temple began in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, but it also ended in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Since then, the Han people have never built a Beijing Temple, but they have always been built by those Fanbang barbarians.

And now, the Han people have begun to build a view of the capital again, which makes Chahan Daruhua tremble with fright.

It wasn't because of the sight in front of him that scared him, or because of the vicious gaze of the Ming army around him.

What he fears is the future.

Chahan Daruhua knows very well that as soon as this opening is opened, it means that the Ming army has abandoned the rules that it has always adhered to, and the enemy army that will confront the Ming army in the future will no longer have the previous preferential treatment.

Gone are the days when they could save their lives by raising their hands and surrendering, and they no longer have the opportunity to stroke the tiger's beard a few times, because if they dare to touch it again in the future, then only death awaits them.

"Dad, what's going on?" Zhu Zhanyan walked in front of Zhu Gaoxu and raised his head and asked.

"Judging from their clothes, these three people don't look like ordinary soldiers, but like nobles, but Arutai has been put under this Jingguan, where are the nobles?"

Zhu Zhanyu's words made the three of Chahan Daruhua feel their scalps tingle, and they kept swallowing their saliva.

Arutai is dead.

This should have been something that made them happy, because if Arutai died, then the fact that they had fornicated with the Tatars and financed the Arutai tribe would have been a dead thing.

If Zhu Di asked, they could be said to have sent supplies to the Ming army, anyway, there is no proof of death, what can Zhu Di say?

But not anymore.

The Jingguan in front of him told Chahan Daruhua that the current Daming is no longer the sleepy tiger that can be fooled around casually, and the current Daming will directly pounce on you and tear you apart as long as you dare to be disrespectful.

What evidence? No, you don't! As long as I want! You're going to die!

"They're the patriarchs of the three guards of Uliangha." Where didn't Zhu Gaoxu know that his son was acting? smiled and cooperated.

"Your grandfather asked me to bring them over and add a code to this Jingguan."

The father and son decided the life and death of the three people, and the three patriarchs, in a calm conversation, which made the three of Chahan Daruhua feel very incredible.

They didn't even believe it, they didn't believe that Zhu Di would do this.

In their opinion, the Uliangha Sanwei is no better than the Tatars, and the Tatars are enemies no matter how they say it, even if the practice of Zhujingguan is very despised, but no matter what they do in the war, no one will say too ruthless.

Just like this Zhujing view, after the class teacher returns to the dynasty, he will definitely be criticized, especially those literati, but that's all, he won't say too much, and he won't say too much.

But the Uryanha Sanwei are different, they are allies, at least on the surface.

If he did so, he would kill his allies in such a hurry, not to mention what those literati would say, but also that the Ming Dynasty did not want to see the resistance of the Wuliang Ha Sanwei.

At that time, the two remaining forces of the steppe will be firmly twisted into a rope, because they know that once the Ming Dynasty is victorious, then what awaits them is the same end as the Tatar Ministry.

They were gambling, betting that Da Ming would not dare to do this, because they thought that Da Ming would not be able to bear the consequences of doing so.

Even, Chahan Daruhua didn't think that he was gambling, also because he thought that Daming couldn't bear the consequences of doing so.

However, things often don't go our way as they should.

Zhu Zhanyan didn't say anything after listening to his father's explanation, and beckoned directly, and a Ming soldier behind him stood up directly and pulled the nearest Mu Buhua to the back.

Then, the hand rises, and the knife falls.

The head of a clan, one of the people who once stood at the top of the steppe pyramid, died like this.

Blood gurgled out, and blood that was slightly thicker than water dripped to the ground, not as crisp as the sound of a clear spring, but only a dull feeling that made people feel cold all over the body.

"You...... You ...... "Chahan Daruhua's eyes were wide open, and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, giving people the feeling that their eyeballs were about to fall off.

"How dare you!?"

Before Chahan Daruhua's words were finished, Hai Sa Nan replied that Xi struggled violently, in a vain attempt to break free from Liu Cai, who bound him.

"Hey! That's interesting! Zhu Zhanyan looked at the Haisa man who was still doing useless work with great interest, and the corners of his mouth twitched with disdain.

"You Wuliang Ha Sanwei fornicated with the Alu Taibu and secretly financed the enemy, and you should have beheaded and merged the nine clans with the law of the Great Ming, why don't we dare?"

"I ...... We ......" Chahan Daruhua swallowed hard and said with some difficulty.

"Our Uliangha Sanwei is a hero! Back then, we once sent 3,000 iron horsemen to help the Ming Dynasty in the Jingguo disaster! We are the heroes of the Ming Dynasty! You can't do this to us! ”

"Heroes? Don't be funny! Zhu Zhanyan looked at the Chahanda flower, and then turned his head to look at his father.

Father and son smiled tacitly at the same time.

"It was right that you helped the Ming Dynasty in the Yasukuni disaster, but you were rewarded for your merits, and you exchanged your merits for the most abundant pastures on the grassland, and your livestock and war horses were the highest prices in the mutual market every year, and the reward of the Ming Dynasty was also the most of your Wuliang Ha Sanwei."

"But there is one point, the Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, you Wuliang Ha Sanwei crossed the border to graze every year, and even went to the city of Daning, and also plundered the border people."

"Merit is merit, merit is fault, we have rewarded meritorious, and now that you have it, we will naturally punish it according to the law."

"Any questions?"

After speaking, Zhu Zhanyan waved his hand, and the Ming army behind him suddenly moved, bringing Chahan Daruhua and Haisa Nan Daxi to the back together.

"Nope! You can't do that! ”

Approaching death, Hai Sa Nan replied that he couldn't help it after all, and kept struggling and roaring.

"Kill us, the soldiers of the Wuliang Ha Sanwei will not sit idly by! You Daming can't afford this consequence! ”

"Well, I don't have to worry about it." Zhu Zhanyan yawned lazily.

"I've always felt that solving problems is a very inefficient way to solve problems."

"In my opinion, it is not necessary to solve a problem when there is a problem, it is good to solve the person who created the problem."

As soon as Zhu Zhanyan said this, not only Chahan Daruhua and Haisa Nan replied, but even Zhu Gaoxu was stunned.

The one who solves the problem of manufacturing? Isn't that ......