Chapter 380: Our Big Brother

It's night, the city lord's mansion.

As a place that can be held until now and has only been taken down, Burgas has to be said to be quite powerful, and even the city lord's mansion is three-storey.

Sitting on the balcony on the third floor, Zhu Zhanqi looked at the Black Sea in the distance.

But in fact, the Black Sea at night lives up to its name, it is really dark, and tonight the dark clouds cover the moon, and the reflection of the stars on the sea surface in the past is not visible.

All black.

Alipu's arrival was something he had known for a long time, after all, his father had already sent someone to send a message, but Alipu's surrender chips still caught Zhu Zhanyan a little off guard.

In his original plan, this time he would mobilize the fleet that had been left behind in the Istanbul Strait, that is, the fleet that appeared in the Black Sea of Istanbul Strait when the Crusaders of the Holy See attacked the castle.

That fleet was actually newly formed by Zhu Zhan's people, and the ships used were all newly built, and they were launched on the side of Heraclia, the port of Genoa.

This is why neither the Crusaders at the time, the Duke of René of the Kingdom of Naples, nor the people of the castle knew how this fleet entered the Black Sea.

Directly made in the Black Sea, aren't they invisible?

However, what Zhu Zhanyan is thinking about now is not these, but about the enemies he has to face.

Alipu, he will use this person, but he won't believe it, he plans to let Qian Yong take Alipu to stop the Golden Horde and avoid the Golden Horde from causing him trouble.

After all, the lion fights the rabbit, and it also requires full strength.

And he's wondering if he's going to do something he shouldn't do.

Now that the snow has begun to fall, winter combat is a big taboo, not to mention the lower winter temperatures during the Xiaoice period.

Although it is said that the supplies of the Ming army are enough now, and there is no shortage of cotton clothes or anything, all the supplies are transferred from Xiangzhou and Nanzhou to the Suez area, and then transported here from the Suez area.

Once something goes wrong, the impact is still great.

But in the face of one of the eight robbers in history, and later became the so-called big brother of the flower planter, Zhu Zhanyan was a little unwilling and a little impatient.

When it comes to the Grand Duchy of Mosk, including the later Tsardom, Sulian (all understand) and even the last Da Mao, perhaps the vast majority of Han Chinese still think that Big Brother is the good guy who gave us help when we were weak.

But in reality, everything is just profit.

Yes, Mao Xiong gave us a lot of assistance back then, but it was all based on the premise that they had a bad relationship with the Wa Kingdom, and they needed our help to drag the Wa Guo down.

As for why I say that, the reason is in 37.

In 37, it was the first year that the Wa Kingdom began to kill rabbits, and it was also in that year that we signed a non-aggression pact with Maoxiong, and Maoxiong began to help us.

But even with aid, there are a lot of core things that they never teach us.

Later, in '41, the woolly bear and the footbasin signed a non-aggression pact, and at the same time, the woolly bear's assistance to us also stopped.

But that's not all!

The most important thing is that after the agreement between the woolly bear and the footbasin was signed, the two sides also made a joint statement, recognizing the existence of Manchu and the independence of the place on the back of the rooster.

In addition, there is the Yaer (river crab) tower agreement, Sakhalin, Vladivostok and the like, all of which they pulled from us with that big bear's mouth!

What big brother, what aid, what alliance, in Zhu Zhan's opinion, are all nonsense, in fact, in the final analysis, it is the consistency of interests, which makes the two sides temporarily come together.

It is precisely because of knowing these that Zhu Zhanyan has no good impression of this so-called big brother.

Even, among the eight robbers back then, this big brother still took the lead! It's an absolute workhorse!

"His Royal Highness ...... the Prince"

Zhu Sanfeng's voice sounded, Zhu Zhanyan turned his head to look, and saw Zhu Sanfeng coming over with a dinner.

After meeting Alipu, Zhu Zhanyan had never eaten or drunk water.

Zhu Sanfeng served the meal, Zhu Zhanyan buried his head in eating, no one asked questions, and no one answered.

Everything is so natural.

As one of the people who has followed Zhu Zhanyan the longest, Zhu Sanfeng may not know what Zhu Zhanyan is thinking, but he can guess some.

She couldn't guess Zhu Zhanyan's innermost thoughts, but she could guess some of Zhu Zhanyan's future actions.

At least, from the fact that the prince guards were sent out this time, some things were already doomed.

Back then, in the Wa Kingdom, Zhu Zhanyan became a god of killing in the real sense, and Mu Jiajun also became a terrifying existence.

Zhu Sanfeng knew that this time Zhu Zhanyan was afraid that he would have to replicate the practice at that time.

It's just that until now, she still doesn't understand what Zhu Zhan's inner standard is, because in her opinion, Zhu Zhanyan is like a nervous person.

In the Indochina Peninsula, in the Delhi Sultan, although Zhu Zhan Yan also went on a killing spree, he killed the ruling class, officials, nobles, and those who would affect the rule of the Ming Dynasty in the future.

For civilians, Zhu Zhanyan didn't do much, one of the manifestations is that the current Ah San has also been absorbed into the Ming army and fought for the Ming Dynasty.

But in the Timurid Empire after that, Zhu Zhan suddenly began to screen and kill, although the remaining people were also killed, but that was after they were sent to dig the canal.

And now, Zhu Zhanyan once again issued the order of the so-called "light" that was in the Wa Kingdom.

Zhu Sanfeng couldn't figure it out at all.

"Don't guess." Zhu Zhanyan wiped his mouth, as if he had guessed Zhu Sanfeng's thoughts.

"There are some things that you just need to do, you don't have to think about why, and that's not something you need to think about."

"Yes." Zhu Sanfeng lowered his head.

This is the first time that Zhu Zhanyan spoke to her with a slight tone of reprimand.

She didn't know, there were some things she would never guess, and Zhu Zhanyan wouldn't allow her to explore.

Not just her, no one.

"You go tell Qian Yong." Putting down the chopsticks, Zhu Zhanyan leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes slightly closed.

"Tomorrow, I will give him 30,000 men and follow Alip to the Syr Darya, my requirements are not high, as long as I can take Astrakhan."

"Yes!" I wish Sanfeng's heart to sink and bow his head in response.

Astrakhan is the place where Zhu Zhan Yan once pushed to the place the year before last, and it is the former capital of the Golden Horde, and the current capital of the Golden Horde is in Sarai in the north of Astrakhan.

Is the place of Astrakhan important? Very important!

With the capture of Astrakhan, the Ming army had a foothold in the true sense of the word, a bridgehead for advancing northward, since Sarai was in the middle and lower reaches of the Volga, and Astrakhan was at the mouth of the mouth of the Volga River into the Caspian Sea.

But in reality, Astrakhan is not particularly important either.

The Caspian Sea was an inland sea, and at this time, the Don-Volga Canal had not yet been opened, and although the Caspian Sea was called the sea, it was actually a huge inland lake.

Without connectivity, the Ming convoy would not be able to enter, and the attack on Sarai through the Volga River to the north was only a theoretical possibility, in fact it was pure nonsense.

Therefore, if you want Astrakhan to play a role, you need to take another place and let Astrakhan cooperate with it.

(End of chapter)