Doomsday Wonderland

Remember [new] in one second! Agadorji sat on his seat dejectedly, drinking tea gloomily.

The atmosphere seemed particularly dull. Now it was a matter of life and death, who would kill the Jurchen envoy.

Seeing the appearance of his second brother, Wu Geqi could only shake his head.

"The Jurchen envoy must be killed, second brother, you do it." Tuotaobuhua knocked on the table, reminding Agadolji that he was the one who invited the Jurchen envoy, and Agadorji was responsible for this matter.

Aghadorji became even more depressed and said: "I won't go, but you can go."

Agadorji's wife is a Jurchen, and Agadoerji also has Anda, a Jurchen. He really can't do it.

Mandulu thought for a moment and said, "I'll do it, second brother, you can just pretend you don't know anything."

Agadorji said in a low voice: "Prairie people do not kill guests. This is our rule. Have you forgotten the lesson of the Tatar people?"

Tatars, the shame of the steppe.

At that time, there was a feud between the Qiyan tribe and the Tatar tribe, where Genghis Khan belonged. The leader of the Tatar tribe, Zha, led to a feud. When he entertained Genghis Khan's father at a banquet, he poisoned and killed Genghis Khan's father. .

Later, the Tatars were retaliated by Genghis Khan and the Tatar tribe was massacred.

Since then, there has been a proverb on the grassland that Tatar milk tea cannot be drunk.

Agadorzi reminded his relatives that by doing so, they would turn the Tatar tribe into another Tatar tribe.

This is a shame.

"Our tribe needs to stay in Monan and stay in the grassland with lush water and grass, that's all. It's up to me." Wu Geqisi thought about it and decided that it would be better for him to take action.

He is old, and when he has finished this matter, he goes to the Jurchens in person to apologize, and then he is killed by the Jurchens equally, and the cause and effect is settled.

"Father!" Aga Dorji gritted his teeth and looked at the already elderly Wugeqi. He now wished he could lead his men to chop He Zhang and his party into mincemeat, then break through the Yanshan defense line and kill the emperor sitting in Fengtian Hall. Killed in Fengtian Temple.

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But if he can't do the latter thing, he can't do the former thing.

Totuobuhua, Aga Dorji, and Mantulu are all the adopted sons of Ugeqi. They never call Ugeqi his father. Agadorji is really anxious.

Wu Geqi wrapped his body in a large cloak, looked at the north and said faintly: "The winter in the grasslands of Mobei is one month earlier than before. In July, the grasslands will turn yellow, in August, there will be snow, and in September Livestock began to freeze to death one after another.”

"Spring, originally in January, has slowly been postponed to March. Children, the elderly, women, and even men taller than a wheel will slowly starve to death."

"Your Majesty is a cruel man."

"If it weren't for these natural disasters, His Majesty would have continued his policy, because His Majesty knows that beating a dog cannot drive the dog into a corner, otherwise the dog will bite when it gets anxious."

"While His Majesty is still willing to give me a bone, squat down and wag your tail to beg for mercy."

The wind whistled through the entire tent, and the biting cold wind reminded everyone that the days on the grassland are getting worse day by day, spring is coming later day by day, and winter is getting earlier day by day. If you give up on Monan, Where does that leave the Tatars?

Going west?

The Oara people were already advancing westward.

"If we unite with the Jurchens, we will threaten the Ming Dynasty from the direction of Datong and Xuanfu Jining, and the Jurchens will threaten the Ming Dynasty from the direction of Liaodong!"

"The Ming Dynasty is tired of fighting on two fronts. It's not like we don't have a chance!" Agaduoerji's face turned red and he put forward the opinion he had always put forward, uniting with the Jurchens to attack the Ming Dynasty.

Tuo Tuo Bu Hua pursed her lips and said, "I can't beat him."

"Are you going to watch your father die? Or die in such a shameful way!" Aga Dorji rushed towards Tuotuo Buhua, grabbed Tuotuo Buhua's collar with anger and said: "Brother, you It’s the Khan of the grassland, please think of a way!”

Tuotuo Buhua violently threw Agadoerji to the ground and said angrily: "Why did the Jurchen envoy come to Daning Guard? Didn't you bring it?"

"I have been writing to the Ming Dynasty, asking for an audience, and asking for mercy from the great emperor. I went through so many channels, and finally let the great emperor know about the situation on the grassland."

"Do you know how difficult it is to get the Great Emperor to relent? If it weren't for natural and man-made disasters and the suffering of the herdsmen, and the Great Emperor's good nature, peace talks would be possible."

"We are disrespectful!"

"The Great Emperor is a man who refuses to let go. If it hadn't been for the battle in the capital, I would have retreated without a fight. The Great Emperor hopes that I, Tatar, will not be so stubborn and inflexible, so I can have today's peace talks!"

"Well, you have summoned the Jurchen envoy. Now the angel is angry, what do you want me to do!"

"Did I make my father have to die for you?!"

In the final analysis, Ugeqi died today because Agadorji had summoned the Jurchen envoy, and it was Ugoqi who died on behalf of Agadorji.

"Second brother, I shouldn't have taken you out of Oala's camp in the first place. I should have let you die in Oala's tent."

"Besides losing your temper and causing trouble, what else can you do?" Tuotaobuhua let go of Aga Dorji, kicked him hard, and said with lingering anger.

It was the first time that Tuotaobuhua was so angry at Agadolji. Even if Agadolji ignored him, he was not so angry.

Because Totu Buhua faced a choice, let Ugoqi live or let Agadorji live.

Totobuhua chose Aga Dorji, the troublemaker.

In the final analysis, Ugoqi is just their adoptive father, and Aga Dorji is Tuo Tuo Bu Hua's biological brother.

"I...I..." Agadolji finally understood the price he had to pay and said absentmindedly.

Mandulu finally shook his head. His second brother was always looking for trouble. He left the old site of Prince Ning's Mansion without saying a word and headed for the post station in Daningwei.

The snow was falling, and Mandulu walked step by step outside the hotel, knelt directly on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Tatar Taiji, please see the angel!"

He Zhang's master came out of the post and asked with a smile: "But you brought the head of the Jurchen envoy?"

"I didn't bring it." Mantulu bowed his head and said tremblingly.

"Then go back." The master immediately turned around and left.

Mantulu was still kneeling on the ground, unable to kneel for a long time. He knelt down from dusk to the early morning of the next day, unable to move.

The door of Guanyi finally opened.

The master came out again and said, "Come in."

Mantulu got up from the ground, but after kneeling all night, his legs went numb and fell to the ground again.

The master stood on the threshold, watching quietly.

Mandulu couldn't stand up. It was freezing cold. He knelt all night. Even a tough man couldn't stand up.

Mandulu began to crawl forward, and he climbed into the door of the hotel step by step. Someone immediately helped Mandulu up.

Hot water and ginger soup were prepared in the hotel. Mantulu was stripped of his clothes. He rubbed his body with snow for several nights to warm it up, then threw it into the hot water and drank several bowls of ginger. Tang, Mandulu's forehead was sweating, and Mandulu's life was saved.

"This Mandu Lu Bu is bound to become a thorn in the side of Ming Dynasty in the future. He actually used his hands and feet to crawl in like this." He Zhang said to Ma Shuo very solemnly.

Ma Shuo shook his head and said, "You can also be a loyal eagle dog of the Ming Dynasty."

"If he has scruples, he has weaknesses." Ma Shuo explained again.

Mantulu, who was always cautious, climbed into Guanyi. Who was he climbing for?

For his adoptive father who was very protective of him, for his somewhat cowardly elder brother, and for his second brother who liked to make trouble.

Ma Shuo has been looking for Mantulu's weakness, and finally found it this time.

Mandulu was brought in front of He Zhang. He knelt all night, and Mandulu's lips turned purple.

"Santaiji." He Zhang looked at Mantulu who had been trembling and said.

Mantulu immediately replied: "Yes."

He Zhang thought about it and said: "Your Majesty moved the capital camp to Yanshan, and he did not want to negotiate for peace. When Yu Shaobao went from the capital to the Beigukou camp, the Ming Dynasty was ready for war."

"But I'm in front of you now."

"Yes." Mantulu bowed his head. Although his body was still shaking, He Zhang was telling the truth. The Ming Dynasty was strong and the Tatars were weak. There was no need for peace talks with the Ming Dynasty.

But He Zhang arrived.

This is Your Majesty's generosity, this is a gift from Ming Dynasty.

He Zhang continued: "There are people in Tatar who oppose the peace talks because they believe that the immortal warriors of the world should not be so humiliated."

"There are many people in our Ming Dynasty who oppose the peace talks, because some people in our Ming Dynasty think that you should be swept away and killed."

"Nothing but barbarian ears."

"A head is only fifty taels of silver. Ming Dynasty has plenty of money now, so just buy it."

"Yes!" Mandulu shouted loudly.

He was familiar with the Ming Dynasty, and of course he knew how many people in the Ming Dynasty believed in the Hua-Yi Debate. He also knew how difficult it was for He Zhang to come to the Daning Guard.

"How much have we done to achieve today's peace agreement."

"It was not me who forced your father to die, but your second brother, because it was him, not me, who ruined the hard-won peace talks." He Zhang said slightly melancholy.

He Zhang felt like a villain, and he remembered a case.

In the fourth year of Zhengtong, He Zhang, as the censor of Qiandu, once impeached the envoy of Sichuan's inspector.

This is what he looked like when the inspector was quibbling in the imperial edict.

The Sichuan Ancha Si envoy fell in love with a widow, but the widow refused to take care of her three-year-old child. The Sichuan Ancha Si envoy forced the orphan and widowed mother to death.

When He Zhang heard about this, he started to investigate and found that the envoy was lustful and especially fond of wives.

The father and husband of this orphan and widowed mother were also forced to death by the Sichuan Inspector General.

But when the Sichuan Inspector went to prison, he made sophistry and completely shied away all the responsibility on himself.

He Zhang and dozens of famous officials knelt outside Chengtian Gate for a whole day. However, the Sichuan inspector was eventually released by King Jili and the official was reinstated.

He Zhang now had a strong sense of déjà vu. He was exactly the same as the quibbler.

"Unless the Jurchen envoy dies, there can be no peace talks."

"If the Tatars are really in trouble, then we can do it ourselves." After all, He Zhang was unwilling to be the Sichuan envoy who forced his father and husband to death, and forced orphans and widowed mothers to obey.

Your Majesty is right, high morality brings too many disadvantages.

But high morality can also bring advantages, such as stable order and other seemingly illusory things.

"Thank you angel, Mantulu will definitely remember Wu Nei. The eternal life is in the sky, Mandulu will rebel in this life, and humans and gods will abandon each other! Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it!" Mandulu shouted loudly with a cry.

Immortality is in the sky. At this moment, Mantulu seemed to see the light.

"Commander Ma, are you having any difficulty? After all, His Majesty prohibits assassinations at night." He Zhang looked at Ma Shuo.

Ma Shuo was wearing armor, and when Mantulu climbed in, he knew this would happen.

Of course, Ma Shuo had difficulties. He shook his head and said, "Isn't that the end of fighting with an open fire?"

"When it's done, I will go and apologize to Your Majesty."

"Before leaving, Your Majesty summoned me. As long as you don't make any mistakes, I will listen to you."

There are losses in major festivals, just like King Jili, there are losses in major festivals.

He Zhang shook his head and said: "This is my opinion, and I am also guilty."

He was the one who gave the order, and Ma Shuo was the one who executed it. If His Majesty is to blame, he will certainly be equally guilty.

Everyone is responsible for decisions made together. He Zhang is not the kind of person who shirks all responsibilities.

"No, His Majesty summoned you before leaving?" He Zhang suddenly realized something and asked in surprise: "In the imperial study?"

Ma Shuo had brought his douchi and checked his weapons with bows, arrows and firecrackers. He said matter-of-factly: "I often go to the Imperial Study Room in Tai'an Palace."

"Go often?" He Zhang asked dully.

"I'm on duty at Tai'an Palace. Of course I often go to report. Is there any problem?" Ma Shuo asked with confusion.

As a palace guard, he often went to the imperial study to report. Isn't it a very reasonable thing?

"Huh! If you have a brand, is it great?!" He Zhang still said what he said in front of an outsider like Mantulu, which showed that he really had his defenses broken.

He really wanted a brand. It wasn't that the Tou Gong Pai or the Qi Gong Pai were so valuable. It was His Majesty's approval and Ming Dynasty's approval.

Ma Shuo also understood to some extent what He Zhang was complaining about. He smiled, patted his chest, and said loudly: "If you have a brand, it means it's great!"

"Angel, may I ask, are the cards mentioned by the two angels the Qigong Card and the First Power Card?" Mantulu had already recovered a lot, kneeling on the ground and asked submissively.

He had heard of the Qigong Pai and the Tou Gong Pai, but he didn't know what was so good about them. Isn't it just a piece of silver or gold ingots?

Not heavy.

"Yes." He Zhang nodded in response to Mandulu's words.

"Mandulu asks for orders to follow the angels to attack the Jurchen messenger!" Mandulu was kneeling on the ground and still did not dare to raise his head.

Ming cannot do this alone, the Tatars must do it together.

Otherwise, the Tatars broke the peace talks first, and then used the Ming Dynasty's Ye Bu Sheng as a knife to kill people. What did they use the Ming Dynasty for?

The peace talks cannot continue.

Mantulu knelt all night, and the cold wind blew all night. He had already figured out what to do as long as he was willing to open the door.

"Then let's go together." He Zhang stood up, picked up his sword and said, "I'll put on my armor, wait for me for a moment."

He Zhang has a set of armor, which is the Mingguang Armor rewarded by His Majesty, to protect his life when escaping.

He Zhang did not intend to use Ming Guang Jia for his escape. It would be too humiliating for Ming Guang Jia, and it would be too humiliating for He Zhang.

Isn’t He Zhang a great Ming son?

Why should a man be afraid of death?

He changed his armor, tied his leggings, stamped his feet vigorously, and put on his sword. Although he might not be good at fighting, he wanted to go together.

"He Zongxian, there are Jurchens on the street corner, and they are coming to kill them." A man covered in armor made heavy footsteps.

"What a death!"

"Just in time."

He Zhang drew out his sword and said loudly: "Commander Ma, please call all the distant lords on the piers and follow me to fight!"

"Yes!" Ma Shuo put on his visor.

The battle didn't last very long and was a one-sided victory.

No one was injured except Mandulu.

Because Mantulu has no armor.

Every guard on this mission was equipped with bright light armor, which could not be penetrated by swords. Even He Zhang killed a Jurchen with a sword.

This is the equipment advantage of Ming Dynasty.

Armored men have always been the key to victory or defeat on the battlefield.

At that time, Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, dared 800 men to attack Dou Jiande's 100,000 men because everyone in the Xuanjia Army he led was wearing armor.

Yue Fei dared to defeat Yan Zongwang's army of 100,000 people in Zhuxian Town with 800 horses. With a great victory, he drove Wanyan Zongwang to the north of the Yellow River with his armored Beiwei army.

Yuan Bin dared to charge into the battle with hundreds of cavalry to capture the three Qu brothers because the people he led were all armored men. Otherwise, he would not have dared.

Armor is an overwhelming advantage on the battlefield.

He Zhang and the other lords from the distance were like krypton gold warriors with golden light all over their bodies, mowing the grass unparalleled and winning the victory.

"According to military regulations, this should be considered a battle." He Zhang was a little out of breath, but he still asked.

"Yes." Ma Shuo was checking the equipment wear and tear, looking at the extremely excited He Zhang with a look of helplessness.

"According to the Ming Dynasty's military regulations, each Jurchen and Xilu head is rewarded with fifty silver coins, right?" He Zhang pursed his lips and looked at Ma Shuo with hope.

"Yes." Ma Shuo exhaled, told himself not to be angry, and said calmly.

He Zhang said unconvincingly: "According to the Ming Dynasty rules, if you kill the enemy in battle, you will be beheaded at one level, and you will be rewarded with a merit card, right?"

"Yes." Ma Shuo finally realized that the nagging energy of these scholars was really terrifying.

I don’t know that Your Majesty spends the whole day listening to their chatter and reading www. uukanshu.net Are there no calluses on the ears?

"I killed one!" He Zhang stood up suddenly, raised his head and said, "I really killed one, and the commander in chief saw it!"

Ma Shuo finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "This is the seventh time you've said this, are you annoying?"

"Isn't it just a sign? Isn't that what it is? Isn't that what it is?"

"This is the seventh time, Mr. He, please spare me, please!"

"Stop nagging!"

He Zhang said very solemnly: "That's right!"

Mantulu raised his bandaged hand and said, "I also killed one. According to the Ming Dynasty system, can I also have a brand?"

Although he didn't know what the specific use of that brand was, seeing how solemn the angel was, he knew it was a good thing.

"It depends on your Majesty's wishes." Ma Shuo looked at Mantulu with some sympathy. He had no armor and was still charging forward. He was the only one injured this time.

According to His Majesty's temperament, there is probably little hope for Mantulu's first success.