Hey! Listen!
This Mongolian's status is not ordinary, he is a coward! The status is equivalent to that of a thousand households in Mongolia! But what did he call me politely?
Prince Zhang! Is this finally recognizing my status as Linhai County Prince?
Mu Huali had never treated me with such respect before in Dading Mansion. The Mongol Khan is more discerning!
It seems that the repeated evasion of the Mongols' orders these days is still very useful. At least, the Mongols already know that they cannot do without our help.
After all, the territory of the Mongols is in the grasslands, not in the Central Plains! It is easy for them to send out troops to plunder once or twice, but it is difficult to really stand firm. When Mu Huali came here, he could only find a way to rely on the Khitan people to get things done, but if a tough guy like Zhebie acted rashly, the result would be death.
No timid rat can rise in this kind of world, and everyone must be confident in their own strength. Thinking of this, Zhang Jing subconsciously puffed up his chest and assumed the prestige of a county king.
Then he suddenly felt something was wrong. The Mongols have always been as rough and domineering as wild beasts. The ordinary soldiers would look at people with their nostrils, and they would shout at local generals and marshals to kill them at every turn. How could they ever be so polite?
When you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something. What do they want to do? If we want to arrange military affairs, then we have to see what price they offer!
The Mongolian coward Xue Gui in front of him waited expressionlessly for a moment, and then said: "Prince Zhang, the Great Khan has invited you!"
Zhang Zhi, who was behind him, pushed his brother.
"Okay, okay, please lead the way!"
Zhang Jing suddenly came back to his senses, followed the timid Xue Gui for a few steps, turned around and said to Zhang Zhi: "Take your brothers and find a sheltered place to rest for a while and wait for me to come back."
There was a high ground beside the road where the army was marching. Strong winds completely removed the snow from the surface of the highlands, exposing the gravel ground. A dozen strong Mongolian warriors wanted to drive thick iron nails here and raise Orudo up, but they obviously failed.
So they could only hold up the white felt and leopard skin on the windward side of the highland, then fix it around their waists with ropes, and try their best to look like a small tent. Rows of officers and messengers gathered around the camp, firstly to shield their commander from the wind and rain, and secondly, ready to deliver military orders at any time.
But in this climate, their efforts were ineffective.
As a result of the slight obstruction of the strong wind, Genghis Khan and his cronies were all covered in snow, so much so that the pointed "Hulubuqi" snow hats became hemispherical, which looked a bit funny.
Zhang Jing followed one of the guards and hurried forward. He squinted his eyes for a while before confirming that one of them was Genghis Khan. The few people lying on his left and right were his familiar partners, the leaders of the Han army who were active on Beijing Road.
He quickly took off his leather hat, put the belt on his shoulders, and then knelt on one knee beside his companion.
Genghis Khan always stared at the terrain made of wood and stones in front of him. He occasionally talked to the strong Mu Huali beside him and ignored him.
According to Mongolian rules, the visitors were not allowed to speak before the Great Khan ordered them to speak.
Zhang Jing opened his mouth and decided to wait a little longer.
He waited for a short while in the cold wind. Several times he wanted to get up and leave, but he was intimidated by the majesty of Genghis Khan and afraid that the fierce and cowardly Xue Jie around him would pounce on him and kill him, so he did not dare to put this idea into action.
But the feeling of kneeling on the ground like this was too painful.
Zhang Jing and other powerful figures have always lived a good life, and even the local Han people generally have a higher living standard than the Hu people. Although it is cold in places like Jinzhou, people have houses, pits, and charcoal fires. As long as they are not the kind of poor people who deserve to freeze to death, the winter is not too difficult. It's nothing like the grassland, where there is ice and snow across the tent. Heavy snow falls at every turn, burying livestock for hundreds of miles around in snowdrifts and freezing to death.
Damn, these Mongolians must be used to the hardships on the grasslands, but they are still very comfortable here in the wind and snow? But I... I'm about to freeze into ice!
Zhang Jing reluctantly persisted. He felt that he was almost losing the feeling in his legs. At first, you have to tense up and maintain the kneeling posture, but after a while, even if you relax, your blood and flesh will freeze into hard ice cubes, so continue to kneel, right?
When he was about to die, Zhang Jing heard the sound of his companion's upper and lower teeth clashing together. He squinted his eyes and looked left and right, only to see Shi Tianying kneeling on the other side. This guy who seemed to have been favored by Genghis Khan was now also It was so cold that my face turned blue.
Until a dozen local powerful people braved the wind and snow and rushed from all over to gather. Genghis Khan waved and said a few words in a deep voice.
Zhang Jing and others hurried to the front, but several of them rolled to the ground as soon as they moved because their feet were numb from the cold, and they had to be pulled by their companions to move.
The feeling of a dozen people squeezing against each other was not bad, at least it was warmer.
The recently trusted Khitan general Shi Mo also looked around at them first, imitating Genghis Khan's tone and said: "All the troops below Zhang Jing are under the command of Tuohulan Chelibi. You must arrive in Chengzhou in ten days and cut off Gai. The state determines the route for the navy to move north, and then..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jing's face almost collapsed: "Ten days?"
"What? Marshal Zhang thinks there is a problem?" Shi Mo also asked first.
"That's a distance of more than 450 miles. Even if the weather is fine, it will take sixteen days to ride a fast horse on the post road!" Zhang Jing couldn't help shouting.
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he was being rude. He knelt down and kowtowed to Genghis Khan. He stood up and said, "You can't do it for ten days. Besides, we won't be able to fight in Chengzhou!"
Shi Mo also sneered: "General Zhebie only spent five days on these four hundred and fifty miles, and then he also captured Liaoyang Mansion and Shenzhou one after another!"
"So Zhefa..."
As soon as he said this sentence, several companions pulled Zhang Wing back half a step, asking him to hold back his words.
Next, everyone was silent.
Genghis Khan was still sitting cross-legged on the carpet, staring at the terrain made of stones and wooden blocks in front of him, occasionally saying a few words to Mu Huali, as if he didn't care about the entanglements of these Han'er subordinates.
The wind howled, and everyone felt colder and colder. Shi Mo was a little impatient at first. He patted the snow on his body and sleeves, and said with a sinister smile: "Who dares to violate the Khan's decision?"
Zhang Jing lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
Of course, the Great Khan of Mongolia is a ruthless character. Since everyone has voted for Mongolia, no one dares to go against the Great Khan. But if the Great Khan insists on letting everyone freeze to death and die of exhaustion during the long journey, then everyone has to think about it. Don’t you have to find another way out!
He knew that more than a dozen companions around him were looking at him, expecting him to come out and deal with Shi Mo first, and it was best to obey the Khan's order. But his whole body was cold and his forehead was sweating. He only dared to think about it and did not dare to do anything seriously.
Seeing the awkward situation, someone suddenly stepped out of the queue and prostrated.
"Great Khan, General Muhuali, General Shimo, I have something to say."
It was Shi Tianying who was listed. He exerted all his strength, and his voice was full of energy and extremely loud, overwhelming the sound of the wind and snow.
Genghis Khan looked up at him with interest.
Shi Mo also frowned first and said only one word: "Speak!"
"Great Khan, the noble soul of General Jebie returned to the embrace of Changshengtian, and many Mongolian warriors followed him and flew to high heaven. It was caused by the Jin Army in Liaodong, named Ding Haijun. . However, if the Great Khan wants to avenge General Jebe, will the lives of one Jurchen army be enough?"
"What's the meaning?"
"I heard that ever since what happened to Bahai Khan, Mongolia has had an undying hatred with the Kingdom of Jin. The death of General Jebie has made this hatred even deeper. No matter how many ant-like Jurchens die due to this kind of hatred, It’s not enough for revenge.”
Shi Tianying took two steps forward on his knees and said loudly: "I think we should capture the Jurchen Emperor and the Jurchen nobles and adults as soon as possible! There are more people in Zhongdu than the wild horses. There are more people than a swarm of locusts, and we use red-hot iron sticks to brand their foreheads, and let their blood be crushed out by the iron cart, just like the river flowing! Isn't that very happy?"
"The dirty wild duck injured the Khan's cattail bird. How dare you stop the Khan from taking revenge?"
Shi Mo also became furious first, raised his hand and whipped Shi Tianying on the back, breaking his fur coat into pieces, and blood and flesh splattered out.
Seeing that everyone was silent and Shi Mo was about to crack his whip again, Genghis Khan suddenly stood up.
"You mean, we go to Zhongdu?"
Shi Mo also immediately stepped back half a step to serve as Genghis Khan's interpreter.
Shi Tianying raised his head and said: "Great Khan, we should go to Zhongdu!"
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