Please ask me to be the emperor

The flying snow has stopped long ago, but the cold wind is still biting!

Lu Xiangsheng sat on Qianli Snow and looked around. Thousands of miles of vast wilderness, covered with snow and dense vegetation, looked like a picture of the snow scene in the northern part of the country.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief and had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery. Instead, he turned around and said, "Everyone, try harder. After passing here, there is the Juliu River not far ahead!"

The so-called "Juliu River" is the name of Liaohe River, and people in Liaodong call it Juliu River.

However, what Lu Xiangsheng said did not only refer to the Liao River, but also to a stronghold on the bank of the Liao River.

It turns out that after Jin Dynasty discovered the road from Shenyang to the north and west of Liaoze, he also tried his best to repair this road.

However, Houjin's economic strength was not enough to build this long road.

Therefore, the area from Shenyang to the west bank of Liaohe River can only be temporarily repaired.

As the focus of the newly built road and the ferry of the Liaohe River, the Juliu River has become a key point on this road.

Later Jin Dynasty also set up sentries here, one to warn against threats from the Ming army, and the other to ferry officials and soldiers to and from the place after the ice and snow melted.

Nowadays, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather is freezing and the Liao River has already been covered with a thick layer of ice. Of course, there is no longer a need to ferry pedestrians, so alerting the rebels to their movements has become the top priority.

In fact, Duduo and Shengjing's left-behind Doro Anping Beile Dudu were not fools. After hearing that Guangning had fallen, they had already sent smart and capable people to garrison here.

"Zhang Jing, the spies took over just now, and no trace of the Ming army was found along the way!" Just as Lu Xiangsheng was galloping towards the Juliu River, soldiers had already reported to Niulu Zhangjing and Meng Kuihui who were stationed in the Juliu River.

"Yes!" Meng Kui half-squinted his eyes when he heard this, and looked southwest against the cold wind. He saw a small team of spies who had just completed the handover riding away, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Cheer up, everyone! His Highness told me that the 'submissive thieves' are coming, so there is a high probability that they will come."

"If you don't come, it won't be a big deal. If you come and you don't notice it, our fortune and life will be in danger!"

It turns out that Niulu Zhangjing and Mengkui were not only from "Old Manchuria", but he was also an alert man.

After he led more than a hundred people to Juliu River, he not only quickly built a watchtower, but also sent scouts to investigate in the direction of Guangning.

He was prepared to report the situation to Sheng Jing as soon as he discovered any movement.

After struggling like this for more than a month, there was no movement of the rebel army, which made the soldiers under his command complain.

"Ha, ha!" When Meng Kui came down from the watchtower, he saw the scouts who had just come back to hand over the soldiers throwing their bows, arrows and spears on the ground, and they were fuming and warming themselves by the fire.

"Pick up the weapon and keep it warm in your arms!" He couldn't help but reprimanded, "If the 'submissive thief' comes now, can you still hold a spear and fire a strong bow?"

"Come? How come? Did they fly here from all over the world?" The soldiers had been dissatisfied with him for a long time, and the scout couldn't help but sneered after hearing this.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone burst into laughter.

"You bastard, you're looking for death!" Meng Kui couldn't help but became furious when he heard this. He drew out his sword and was about to chop the man.

Unexpectedly, he stopped him quickly and advised: "It's not easy in the cold weather, please spare him this!"

When Meng Kui saw this, he felt a chill in his heart. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a cry: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Where, where?" Meng Kui was shocked when he heard this, and quickly abandoned everyone and climbed up to the watchtower.

And the moment he left, the few people below couldn't help but glance at each other, and then stared at his back sharply.

"How about it? Do you want it?" One of them sat down and wiped his neck.

"Wait, wait!" A rather mature person shook his head and signaled to others to be calm.

Not to mention what was going on below, Meng Kui climbed up the watchtower in three steps and then looked to the southwest, only to see a vast expanse with no trace of human beings.

He couldn't help but said angrily: "Where did the enemy attack come from?"

"There it is!" The alert sentry pointed to the southwest.

"Ah?" Meng Kui turned his head to look, his face changed drastically, and he loudly ordered, "The enemy is attacking, prepare to fight!"

After saying this, he took three steps at a time and climbed down, then turned around and hurried towards the horse pen.

"Zhang Jing, where are you going?" The people he scolded before suddenly surrounded him and asked.

"The military situation is urgent. I will return to Shengjing to report as soon as possible!" Niu Lu Zhangjing and Meng Kui couldn't help but replied anxiously.

"Oh, is that so?" Everyone looked at each other and smiled, "Please, please hurry up!"

Meng Kui couldn't help but frowned when he saw this, but saw that everyone moved out of the way and made no move.

He couldn't help but secretly said cruelly: "When I return to Shengjing, I will make sure you slaves look good!"

Not to mention what Meng Kui was thinking, he strode towards the horse and decided to choose a good horse.

Who would have thought that he had just arrived and bent down to untie the reins, but unexpectedly, the scouts suddenly took a few steps faster and kicked him on the butt.

Niu Luzhangjing and Mengkui felt a strong force coming from him. He fell headlong into the horse manure pile, and his mouth and nose were immediately stuffed everywhere.

"Woo!" He struggled and was about to get up, but several people came forward and pinned him down. After a while, his face turned blue from the pressure.

"Thief, do you accept it? Do you accept it?" Those people then pulled him out of the horse manure and asked fiercely.

"Bah, bah!" Meng Kuilian vomited a few mouthfuls of horse dung, and then threatened, "You dog slave, how dare you do this, see how I deal with you when I turn around!"

"Hey, you still dare to threaten us?" These people couldn't help but laugh, "You used to be arrogant and domineering over us in the past, and today I want you to give it all back!"

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" Meng Kui couldn't help being shocked and struggled quickly.

"Brothers, this thief is tyrannizing over us all day long, treating us as slaves!" These people couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Today the Qing Dynasty is coming to an end. Are you willing to follow us and work as an official, or are you willing to be a slave to such a person?"

"Kill him, kill him, we will follow His Highness King Shun!" Others had been dissatisfied with him for a long time and couldn't help shouting after hearing this.

It turns out that the social development of the Jin Kingdom was relatively backward after this, and a system of slavery with layers of exploitation was established.

Previously, they could still rely on plundering the resources within the customs to maintain this backward social structure.

However, since Hongtai was defeated in the war, every family wears mourning and every household wears linen. This backward social structure is in danger of collapse.

Meng Kui, for example, was originally an "Old Manchu" from Hetuala. However, in the battle within the Pass, all his close associates were killed and wounded, and he was the only one who managed to save his fortune and life.

Now, he can no longer show off his power as usual.

Because of this, these "minions" under his command also began to awaken and spontaneously resisted.

"Kill, kill!" Lu Xiangsheng was wearing double armor, holding a Yanyue Sword, riding a horse "Qianli Snow", leading the way into the Juliu River, and was about to kill the scattered people with left and right chops.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he broke in, he saw dozens of people escorting a person, waiting there.

Seeing Lu Xiangsheng barging in like a god descending from the earth, they all knelt down and said, "Grandpa, we are Han people from Liaodong, and we have been bullied by him for a long time."

"Now that the heavenly soldiers have arrived, I have tied up this thief and asked Grandpa to forgive me!"

"Uh." Lu Xiang doubled his speed and galloped for hundreds of miles. He never expected such a result. For a moment, he felt as if he punched cotton with all his strength.

Thanks to book friends 20221120225719457 and Bai Yueguang for their rewards when encountering cinnabar moles. Thanks to book friends "Mortal Dust" for their rewards and alliance leaders. Thank you all for your strong support. The author feels deeply ashamed and will not say anything more. In respect!