In the distance, a big city finally appeared in front of Elek and his party, and everyone was relieved.
Shenyang City has arrived.
Ye Kun, the governor of Liaodong, had already been waiting outside the city gate. After a while, the envoys from Khalkha moved into the courtyard that had been arranged, and they would go south tomorrow morning.
Half a month ago, Mandu Lu Hutaiji, who belonged to the Khan Court and came from the Barhu branch, raided Nuonuo and Hutaiji of the Barhu headquarters, starting a war between the Monan Khan Court and the Mobei rebels.
The war was different from what the Khuteijis of the Khalkha Alliance had imagined.
In their predictions, the Monan Royal Court, which had been conquered several times by Qi people, was already very weak and should be defeated by Khalkha's warriors soon.
But facing the country people in the north, Monan Royal Court burst out with astonishing fighting power.
If I can't beat Qi Ren, I can't beat you?
Not long after the war started, the Tushetu tribe, one of the four major Khalkha tribes, was beaten and fled north to the borders of the Buryat tribe.
Losing the support of most people, Nuonuohe completely lost his title as the Lord of Barhu. He could only lead a few trusted tribes to completely defect to Khalkha and change their name to Chechen tribe.
With endless hatred, the newly born Chechen tribe fought a bloody battle with the Baerhu tribe of the same ancestry in the Hulunbuir grassland, dyeing the Hulun River red.
Khalkha didn't understand at all why he could still have such strong fighting power after being beaten like that by the Qi people, but they understood that if they didn't take action, the new Khalkha would be doomed.
The current leader of the alliance, Saiyin Noyan Bu Huitaiji, and the current Saiyin Noyan Khan Tumengken, immediately sent envoys to seek help from the Junggar Khanate in the west and Daqi in the south.
It is very convenient to go to the west. After all, the Zasak Tu tribe, which is also part of Khalkha, borders the ambiguous Kobdo tribe of Junggar. But there is trouble in the direction of Daqi. The entire south and north of the desert are in chaos. They are afraid of the people going south. At that time, they ran into Monan's army.
In the end, they could only go north to Tangnu Ulianghai, then enter the Buryat tribe, all the way east into Hulunbuir, enter the Daxianbei Mountains under the cover of the Chechen tribe, and go eastward over the mountains into the Liao Dynasty.
The envoy from the west to Junggar has already traveled back and forth, and the envoy from the east has just entered the territory of Daqi.
The next day, with the supplies prepared by the Liaodong government, the Khalkha mission set out on its way south again.
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Just when the Khalkha delegation was rushing to Yanjing, the entire court was mobilized.
"Your Majesty, the Changping warehouse on the north side has at least enough food for 500,000 people for three months to be stored all year round. It can be mobilized at any time." After saying this, the Great Situ Xia Tong, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, returned to the court. .
Due to the threat of the residual Yuan, Taizu has been storing a large amount of food and supplies on the northbound journey since Taizu, so that they can go out at any time. After the war begins, water and sea transportation will be fully mobilized to transport supplies to the northbound territory day and night. .
Although more than ten Northern Expeditions have been carried out, and Can Yuan was beaten to the point of death, as long as the emperor does not order the transportation to stop for one day, the food supplies from the south will not stop being transported north.
"Your Majesty, a new batch of new recruits from the Beijing Camp will also arrive to switch defenses with the veterans. They are expected to arrive in five days." Lu Guan, the new Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, stepped forward to announce.
Unlike the Imperial Guards of the previous dynasty who were paid for life, Da Qi's Beijing Camp implemented a rotation system. Every five years, the Twelve Regiments and Battalions removed a portion of the Nine-Border Army for rotation, replacing the three thousand battalions of each regiment and a portion of the Fifth Army Battalion. , accounting for 45% of the total population. The remaining fifty and a half percent are the sons of the Cao Gongmen, who rotate through the Shenji Battalion (a small part of the artillery, mostly archers and engineers) and part of the Fifth Army Battalion. These two parties constitute the current Beijing Camp.
"Very good. The emperor's intention is to conduct a final Northern Expedition before moving back to Luoyang. He will do his best to help Mobei inflict heavy losses on Monan, so that the two sides can form a confrontation situation as evenly matched as possible to reduce the pressure on the nine sides. Ministers and workers , prepare with all your strength!”
"I obey the order!"
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After going to court, Jia Hui was called into the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army in confusion. While he was guessing what was going on, the clerk of the Governor's Mansion began to introduce the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies to him.
Finally figured out why.
Jia Hui, as General Zuozhuguo and Da Sima, was one of the most senior generals in Daqi. After returning to Beijing, he never entered the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion once.
I wish I could travel back in time to a month ago and slap myself twice!
"Hey, you're such a rare visitor, I thought you, Jia Junhou, looked down on us old guys and were avoiding us on purpose!"
Lu Guan looked at the embarrassed Jia Hui with an unhappy expression.
Jia Hui stood frozen in the hall, speechless.
After all, it was his fault. It had been almost two months since he returned to Beijing and he had not even entered the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.
"Aren't you busy with my iron cotton clothes..."
"Hmph, that piece of shit iron cotton clothes, I heard what the people from the Ministry of War said, so he is the first!"
"Ah, yes, yes, it's A. Didn't I just go back to Beijing and be busy designing the new A? I accidentally forgot to come see you!" Jia Hui looked at Lu Guan with a flattering look on his face.
"See if I have a fight with Prince Yizhong before we talk? You are really good at it!"
"Okay, let's see how scared this kid is. What's so good about you old guy? Jia boy, why are you standing there in a daze? Go ahead and do whatever you need to do!" Yun Yu, the Duke of Dingguo on the side, saw that the beating was almost done and reminded him. It's time for Lu Guan to finish.
These veterans have been observing Jia Hui since he returned to Beijing. They originally thought that he had been indulging in women and making villains at home in the past two months. Who knew that he had quietly made a big one at home, privately making armor!
Several veterans who were accustomed to the storm couldn't help but sweat for Jia Hui.
In other words, Jia Hui's purpose was to engage in research and development, and there were no pictures of the armor he made in the Ministry of War's books. Otherwise, how could the emperor have spared him so easily?
Before he even left the house, he beat Prince Yizhong.
If this is not done, I'm afraid it will go to heaven!
The emperor liked him so he let him go easily, but the emperor liked him. As the top of the Qi army, they had to react, but not too much, as too much would slap the emperor in the face.
So there was this beating.
Jia Hui repeatedly confessed, and he did go too far during this period.
But he is a general who is not yet 18 years old. If he is not domineering, who can show his humility? Want to be Wang Mang?
"Okay, Jinyu, I'll go and work on you if I have nothing to do. By the way, when you retreat tomorrow morning, remember to wait for me in front of the palace gate. The Emperor will summon you." Yun Yu, the gray-bearded Dingguo Gong, waved his hand. Signaling Jia Hui to get out.
Jia Hui promised.
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"Summoned by the Emperor?"
Jia Hui lay on the rocking chair under the pear tree and began to guess the emperor's intentions.
"Mr. Cheng Guogong, a famous general in the Northern Expedition, is meeting with me. I'm afraid he is sending me to join the Northern Expedition together with Mr. Cheng."
"It's really possible to be the commander-in-chief of the entire army and a former vanguard of the army."
Forget it, the Emperor will tell you tomorrow, I guess this is a big deal!
Chang breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his waist, closed his eyes and focused on the small map, observing the fighting styles of the leaders of both sides in the Civil War.
The Buryat and Tushetu coalition forces were struggling to resist the attack of a certain unit of the Khan Court, and they were able to resist with their numerical superiority.
As for why Jia Hui knew that the two coalition forces with the largest number of people were the two coalition forces, it was because Jia Hui watched the Tuxie Tu tribe being driven to Buryat territory.
Looking at the attacker's methodical play, it was definitely not Chahar, who was still hiding in place. So it should be big tribes like Tumut or Ordos.
The once vast Mongolian Yuan Dynasty was torn apart like this.
The tribes that originally surrounded the Khan's court also lost their cohesion as the royal court was continuously defeated by the Qi army. They gradually became independent or formed alliances to jointly resist the Khan's court.
Nowadays, the entire Mongol can be roughly divided into three parts.
First, the Monan Royal Court’s subordinates are all veterans of the previous dynasty who once rode horses in the pass. These people said they were beaten up more than ten times, but their heritage has been exhausted in the two hundred years of sustainability in the pass. Also saved a lot, especially the most important population. Monan has the largest population among the three regions.
Second, Desert Mongolia, also known as the Oirat Alliance. Before the alliance was founded, he loyally guarded the Western Region for the Royal Court.
However, after the Royal Court lost to Da Qi in three consecutive Northern Expeditions, the Huitaiji of Oirat felt that there was no future for them to associate with the Great Khan, so they decided to do it themselves.
The Huitaijis headed by Huite Huitaiji founded the Oirat Alliance and became independent. The Monan Royal Court, which was entrenched in the west and had narrowly escaped death, had not yet recovered its strength and had no time or energy to suppress Oirat's betrayal.
Among them, Kashote and Timur were gone, and the Huite tribe also declined and scattered. The only remaining tribes in Oirat are Turgut, Durbot and the strongest tribe in the grassland today - Junggar.
Finally, there is Mobei, which was recently split.
The original Barhu tribe is now the Khalkha Alliance formed by the five major tribes: Chechen tribe, Seyinnoyan tribe, Tuxietu tribe, Zasaktu tribe and Buryat tribe.
Of course, there are also some people who are still waiting and watching, waiting for the victory of the war in Monan and Mobei.
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"Uncle, it's not good. I had an argument with someone in the restaurant and was beaten!" The anxious Yuanyang poked the sleeping Jia Hui with a long stick. Jia Hui woke up and looked at the map unknowingly. And fell asleep.
Yuanyang suddenly shook himself several times, and almost broke his neck due to the conditioned reflex that Jia Hui had developed over the past four years. He had no choice but to put a stick next to his recliner. If there was an emergency, he would poke him with the stick to wake him up.
"What did you say, my father was beaten?"
"I don't know, the boy at the door said, whether he was beaten or not, please go and have a look!"
After changing clothes and walking outside, the boy was already waiting anxiously.
"You said the master was beaten, what happened?" Jia Hui was a little curious.
"Here, Uncle Hui, I was just sitting behind the stage listening to the play. Then I saw the old man asking the long-legged boy on the stage to go upstairs to sing a song. After a while, I saw King Zhongshun leading a group of people to the old man's room. Chuang, the little one will come back quickly to report the news!"
King Zhongshun, there will definitely be a fight.
It was necessary to go there. Even if Jia She was useless, he was still the real master of Rongguo Mansion, a first-class divine general, and his biological father!
"Okay, why are you crying like a grown man? Let's go and beat someone with me!"
"Yuanyang, let Hu Jiu call for fifty soldiers to assemble. They will not wear armor, but only bring bows and swords!"
Jia Hui also went into the house to change equipment.
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evening.
The largest brothel in Yanjing, Yixiangyuan.
Jia She and other old dudes were leading a group of people to confront each other.
Jia She and several old brothers were drinking wine in the Tianzi No. 1 room. They heard the little red hustler singing a good song in the lobby, so they invited someone to come up and sing a song for them alone. They also enjoyed the art.
But who could have imagined that as soon as the little red hustler started singing a few words, there was a burst of noise outside the house, and then the door was kicked open, and a group of big men who were obviously drunk broke in. They were so frightened that they almost took off their clothes. The little red man with a bellyband tried his best to shrink into the screen behind him.
"Fuck, who has a son but no asshole dares to rob the prince of his wife!" The drunkard at the head did not say anything, but the loser next to him looked around and saw that they were all strangers, so he shouted arrogantly.
"Young man, you have no place to speak here, get out!" Shi Yi, the grandson of the Duke of Xianxi and the old brother of Jia She, glanced disdainfully at the talking bastard. The bastard was about to yell, but was stopped by the leader. Stopped.
"Who did I think it was? I didn't expect it to be a group of deserters!"
Snapped!
A group of old dudes slapped the table and stood up, glaring at the visitor.
"Go to hell with Chen Lang, you said I was a deserter, who are you!" Liu Fang was furious and wanted to kill him with a knife.
"Liu Fang, stop!" The people on the side quickly pressed Liu Fang's hand to prevent him from drawing the sword.
Since this person is here, he can't draw his sword and threaten him.
King Zhongshun Chen Fan also didn't expect to meet Jia She and his gang here.
To be honest, King Zhongshun was only three or four years older than Jia Hui, but he was actually the same generation as Jia She.
There were countless analyzes and evaluations of the mutiny back then, and it was meaningless who was right or wrong. However, Zhongshun always believed that his eldest brother lacked some manpower because he did not have the help of Jia She and others, which ultimately led to Prince Li's failure.
Even if they just send a few more soldiers, they won’t!
But the coup had already begun, and the eldest brother who was very kind to him was forced to commit suicide. Although he later learned that Jia She and other eldest brother's cronies were also unable to show up because they were banned from home.
But he still regarded Jia She and several other distinguished old officials of the Eastern Palace as traitors.
In the months after the coup, they even madly targeted Jia She and several others, but they were always knocked to the ground by Jia She's fierce son. The Jia family and Chen Lang also became enemies.
Nowadays, enemies are particularly jealous when they meet, and they are about to roll up their sleeves and get started.
There were only five people in Jia She's group, but the dozen or so people brought by Zhongshun across from them swallowed unconsciously, and Jia She knew in his heart that they were in trouble.
"Haha, why are you standing there, beat me up!" When the guards behind King Zhongshun heard King Zhongshun's order, they knocked Jia She and others to the ground with three punches and two kicks. However, they still retained a trace of reason and just let a few people go. Fall to the ground and hit the thickest part of the body as much as possible.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we can't fight anymore, or something will happen if we continue to fight!" The Madam knelt on the ground and begged King Zhongshun not to continue.
"Go away, you, an old bustard from Lehu, dare to meddle in my affairs!" King Zhongshun was so happy when he saw Jia She being beaten that he was so happy that the old bustard spoiled him and disturbed his interest. King Zhongshun knocked the old bustard to the ground with a slap, leaving the old bustard alone on the ground groaning in pain.
"Fuck stop it!" A domineering voice came from the hall outside the house.
Jia Hui finally arrived with someone.
