Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Samarkand has taken shape.

A city once again stands on the wilderness, like a beacon, attracting all kinds of moths to pounce.

"Are they willing to surrender to me?"

In the magnificent palace, Meiergan sat on a throne inlaid with precious stones, looking coldly at the messenger kneeling below.

The messenger raised his head and said: "Yes, king, all your highnesses are waiting for you to send generals to command their army. They have already surrendered."

"Yes?"

"Yes, Wang."

After Mei'er became king, his momentum became more and more fierce.

There are many kinds of king's aura, there is a natural kingly aura, and a thrilling domineering aura...

Fierce, but don't know why.

Zhuergan maintained a straight sitting posture and sneered: "If they claim to be courtiers, they will naturally come and surrender themselves. From this point of view, they are still lucky enough to think I can only sit and watch?"

A civil official said: "Wang, they are watching. As long as the army is overwhelmed, they will naturally succumb."

"Yes, they are just shameful voles, standing in the field before the harvest and looking out, and then plundering our fruits, shameful voles that are not worth looking at."

A civil official stood in the middle, looking sternly, it seemed that he was a trusted minister of Zhuergan.

He talked eloquently: "You only need to send a small team and they will succumb, but what we should focus on now is the two sides."

"To the west, the long war between the Franks and the gorse has been suspended. Yes, the latest news was sent by the **** heavenly people. Those mouse-like guys can always pass through all kinds of gaps."

Meierqian frowned slightly, and the civil official gave up the vent of personal feelings and continued: "They will pay attention to the East, and the first among them is the meat fan."

A military commander said proudly: "Yes! There are meat fans in the West, and the East is too far away. We are always safe."

Meiergan leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the dome and said, "The messenger of the meat fan is here, not far away."

The atmosphere suddenly tightened, and then became a little excited.

Meiergan had an insight into this sentiment. It was the sentiment that he was worried about losing to Daming, and it was the sentiment that he wanted to regain the glory.

For him, this is an emotion that can be used.

But he kept reminding himself: remember what happened to Pharaoh!

Lao Wang also wanted to grasp this emotion, and he succeeded, but in the end this emotion was no better than Ming Huang’s personal charge, so he lost, and Harleh also lost...

I have to be cautious!

...

On the third day, the messenger came against the wind.

Still in the palace, Wei Ergan met him.

"The strong wind cracked my face, but it didn't blow away a sincere, respectable King Halle, I brought friendship."

The messenger wisely recognized the throne of Zhuergan, which was the basis of the talks between the two sides.

"Yes, then please tell me, apart from friendship, what else did the meat fans bring?"

Why doesn't Meier like to hear about friendship, because it often means something to give, something to be wary of.

At this moment, he thought of Pugu and Woon.

It's all over!

The Ming people will advance into Yilizhili. There is no doubt that they will begin to look at Yilizhili after consolidating the city of Hami.

They will not be impatient, and Meiergan hopes that they will be impatient, and then aggressively attack.

But Mingren disappointed him, he was just building a city.

Xinghe City has been built, Hami City is under construction, and the Ming people are controlling the grassland step by step.

When Yilibali was garrisoned by the Ming army, Halle was in danger.

No, it is about to face the crisis of life and death.

He didn't want to send troops to garrison Yilibali again, because he was worried that the Ming army would turn Yilibali into a place of blood for Harleh.

Therefore, after the Ming army withdrew, Yili made a vacant lot, leaving only an empty city and a Jingguan.

Meier's wandering was only a moment, and the messenger continued to speak.

"... Mingren is aggressive, and their fleet is going to sea again, yes, this angered us. But there is no doubt that we are more worried about our friends. Harleh confronts Mingren's threat, we need to take care of friends, so I come NS."

The messenger saw that Zhu Erqian didn't move his face, and said: "What the king means... we should join hands."

Meier's body sat upright slightly, and he still said majesticly: "Do you think you are strong?"

The messenger bowed and said: "Yes, and someone from the west has said that peace is the atmosphere that should be there now, so everyone can sit together and have a drink..."

Meiergan stared at the messenger and suddenly asked, "You need tonic, right?"

The messenger said awkwardly: "Yes, I think Harley needs more tonic."

After a moment of silence, the civil official asked, "What is the goal of the meat fan? Are the two sheep?"

"Yes, then open up the channel between us."

The messenger said sincerely: "Don't worry about anything, Ming Ren is staring, no one will turn his face with his friends."

Meier nodded slightly, and the civil officer smiled and said: "Then I think everyone can discuss and see who should send out more troops. You know, Harley has just returned to the country, and he is still very weak and powerful..."

Meiergan hated these compromises and entertainment from the bottom of his heart, but the situation was stronger than that of others, and Halle was still weak. He had to strike a balance between the East and the West.

And the meat fan is a weight, a weight that allows him to balance Da Ming's threat.

After opening up the ties between the two countries, he needs to be cautious, but he needs to embrace the charm of flesh.

It's hard!

"Send a scout to Yiliba, staring at Hami, staring at Mingren."

Meiergan stood up and ordered, and then said to the messenger: "What we need are allies, and Mingren is constantly growing stronger..."

The messenger interrupted his words impolitely and said, "Yes, Mingren’s fleet has already appeared overseas in Tianfang, and they are moving on. Those Tianfang people indicate that people are crazy, but who knows, if they can find The direct route to Taixi, then the world will be more interesting~www.wuxiaspot.com~ East and West will collide together..."

For the West, it is obvious that meat is charming and has a say.

Therefore, the messenger's pride did not affect Meier's work, he listened quietly, and then made a gesture to the chief guard.

"...Those countries will be afraid. By then, their number one enemy will be Mingren, and we, we will be able to sit on the sidelines. Yes, drinking wine and watching them argue, anger, and war..."

Meiergan nodded, interrupted the messenger's long flick, and said: "Go, rest, and discuss with my minister."

The messenger said so many things, the purpose was to reach the covenant. Seeing Zhuoer let go, he smiled and bowed back.

When he went out, he met Ye Siya, and the two nodded to each other, both looking at each other curiously.

The messenger was curious that Zhuergan would actually keep a younger brother alive, which is really not a material for politics.

But Ye Siya, but curious and charming messenger actually came at this time, it was a bit late.