Become a feudal king from today

"Gurtu, Horqin, remember the oaths you made. Yanzhou has been destroyed by the plague. As long as Yanguan is captured, Beidi's great wish to unify the world will be successful."

"And your names will be sung by everyone on the grassland and will be immortal forever." Mullerhonzhen's voice was dark and low, as if coming from the horizon.

"Great Khan, even if our blood is shed, we will capture Yan Pass for you." Gurtu and Horqin looked at each other and said in unison.

Mule Hongzhen nodded and said to Gu Le and Wu Yan: "The time has come to prove your loyalty. As long as you capture Yan Pass, we will give you the name of Beidi people. From now on, you will be a member of Beidi."

Gu Le and Wu Yan knelt down at the same time.

In Beidi, the people of Beidi are the first class of nobles, the people of the vassal states belong to you class, the conquered tribes like them belong to the third class, and the fourth class are the Dasong people.

The status of people of each level in Dasong is very different.

Even though they commanded the first royal tent and the second royal tent of Xiliang respectively.

When they see ordinary Beidi people, they have to give way and salute them.

And those who receive the name given by the Khan can become the third-class people and enjoy the highest glory.

"Khan, we will exchange our lives for the glory you bestow." Gule and Wuyan said at the same time, their eyes full of desire.

Muller Hongzhen showed a satisfied look, "When the siege equipment is completed, you will march to Yanguan."

"Yes, Khan." Four people responded loudly at the same time.

After confessing the matter, Mullahon really went down the city wall.

He is preparing to go to Jincheng.

Ningcheng is located on the front line, and the soldiers attacking Yanguan will frequently travel between Ningcheng and Yanguan.

If you accidentally bring the plague back, it will be very dangerous.

Therefore, both Temuta and Ulanba tried their best to dissuade him from sitting in Jincheng, just in case.

Furthermore, for them, Yan Pass is now within easy reach.

Just wait for the good news.

Three days later, the construction of siege equipment for attacking Yanguan was completed.

Gul'dan, who was temporarily appointed as the general, led an army of 400,000 to march towards Yanguan.

Yanguan Tanma, who was in charge of the investigation, immediately sent the news back.

When Mo Yu learned the news, he deployed defenses and sent the news back to Yancheng.

"The war has begun, you son of a bitch Beidi, I will deal with you severely this time."

Military academy, command room.

Chang Wei is leading the generals to simulate the battle of Ningjin Dusi.

When Mo Yu's news came, he hit the table with his palm, knocking over several teacups on it.

When the generals heard this, they all geared up.

"Hey, let Beidi have a taste of rifled guns this time." Qin Shan roared.

"Although there are 400,000 Beidi people attacking Yanguan, the real main force among them is only the two royal tents in Beidi. The two temporary royal tents in Xiliang are just a mob." Lu Chang said.

"..."

In the Battle of Jinzhou, Xiliang's elite were defeated by them.

The Xiliang soldiers who were pulled up temporarily will not be any better than the miscellaneous soldiers from the powerful tribes.

Generals, you and I have no fear of this war.

Yang Zhen saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

If the current generals of Ningjin Dusi, Judu, were as happy and unafraid as they faced the war.

How could he lose Ning Jindu Si?

At the same time, he gradually understood something.

The rise of King Yan was not accidental.

The young King Yan himself was a firm fighter.

Faced with the wealthy families in the land, the Yuan family, and Beidi, he never chose to surrender.

Instead, he fought his way out and firmly established himself in Yanzhou.

Secondly, he is diligent and caring for the people, and he also knows how to develop various types of powerful firearms.

Even the generals under his command are so good.

Sometimes, he even thought that this King Yan really looked like a master.

However, this idea was a bit disrespectful to Emperor Zhao Heng of Dasong, so he just thought about it and never dared to mention it.

"General Yang, now you return to Juhua Island and wait for orders at any time. Judging from the investigation, Muller Hongzhen is commanding two royal tents and is stationed in Jincheng. This time we are going to use a series of tricks." Chang Wei said.

Yang Zhen nodded, "Yes, General."

After hesitating for a moment, he said: "General Chang, please give the most dangerous mission to our Ning Jin Army. We will take back what we have lost with our own hands."

Chang Wei smiled loudly and said, "Don't worry, you will fight this battle."

Yang Zhen cast a grateful look at Chang Wei and turned to leave.

After walking out of the military academy, he went straight to the north of the city, preparing to go to Leting County and then return to Juhua Island.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly reined in the reins and stood still.

After a while, he turned his horse's head and headed west.

In this Ningjin battle, he has already prepared to die. He will never retreat on the battlefield and will live and die with Ningjin's army.

But when he made the vow in his heart, he suddenly thought of his father and daughter.

This time, the future is unpredictable.

Although the generals are optimistic, he knows that behind the optimism, they are also ready to die just like him.

After all, in this Ningjin battle, they will face Beidi alone, Dasong's most vicious enemy.

Going all the way west, bypassing several alleys, he stopped in front of a house with two willow trees in front of the door.

In fact, after Yang Feng arrived in Yancheng, Bai Shang told him the location of his house.

It's just that he never had the face to come to see his father and daughter.

Even now, he just wants to look at it from a distance.

Every time he tried to take a step forward, there seemed to be a huge resistance pulling him back.

After staring for a while, he finally reined in his horse and headed north.

In the eyes of father and daughter, he is already dead.

In this battle, life and death are uncertain. Even if we meet again, I am afraid that it will only be a brief reunion, and there will still be an eternal separation from now on.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Yang Zhen's figure gradually faded away, when Yang Feng and Yang Susu came out of the yard.

Yang Feng was suddenly shocked when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the figure on horseback in the distance.

"No...it's nothing. Let's go to Dongshi. If it's too late, we won't be able to sell the tofu." Yang Feng shook his head, thinking that he was getting older.

There is actually an illusion that Yang Zhen, the sixth son, is still alive.

Although Yang Susu was surprised, she nodded obediently and pushed the unicycle toward Dongshi with her grandfather.

Because he was exiled to Yanzhou, the Yang family's residence was raided.

They went to Yanzhou with only a small amount of money.

After renting a house here, they have very little money left, and they will have to pay money every month from now on.

In order to make a living, she remembered the tofu she had learned from her grandmother in the house.

So he made tofu every day and went to the East Market to sell it with his grandfather.

"Is there really nothing?" Yang Susu looked at Yang Feng worriedly.

She had never seen Yang Feng so glum, and subconsciously looked into the distance.

Not finding anything unusual, she shook her head and followed the sound of the unicycle rolling away.