Jiang County, South City Wall.
On the towering city gate, there are two flags, one high and one low, with "gold" and "zhang" flying in the wind.
In front of the building.
Zhang Bu, who is over forty years old, is wearing a white brocade robe. He stands with his head held high and his belly protruding. He holds the handle of the knife at his waist with his left hand and looks forward.
On the fertile fields ahead, the crops have been harvested, leaving neatly arranged wheat and rice stubbles.
This year, the weather is good throughout Liaodong, and Jiang County is certainly the same.
Although Jiang County is a commercial city, it is not mainly agricultural output. But it also has a lot of farmland. The direct benefit brought by the bumper harvest is a corresponding increase in food tax revenue.
There are even more hidden benefits. Farmers have food to eat and live a prosperous life. Then no one would want Yanhan.
The common people are the easiest to be satisfied. As long as you have enough to eat and your wife warms up the kang, it will be fine.
As time goes by, the Han people in Liaodong will become accustomed to the rule of the Mongolian Yuan people.
"Huh!" Zhang Bu exhaled a long breath, then turned around and looked into the city. In the military building at the city gate, the Han soldiers were training in full swing.
The establishment of ten thousand Han households has taken more than two years. The food and wages were sufficient, and there was plenty of oil and water. All the Han soldiers were fat and strong, and well-equipped.
Of course they are not as good at fighting as the Meng Yuan people, but they can still be considered elite soldiers.
The soldiers are well supplied with food and supplies!
The rule of the Meng Yuan people was as solid as a rock. And the rising tide lifts all boats.
He is a serious Han Wanhu. Although his status is far inferior to that of the Mongolian Wanhu, he is at least a Wanhu. There are only ten people in Liaodong as a whole.
And Banbianzhang is passed down from family to family for reading. In the imperial examination of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, one person won the imperial examination, and he was among the best. He is now an official in the Ministry of Household Affairs.
In the future, he may become a minister or a senior official.
Banzhang is now like a tree, its roots spread out, taking root deeply in the soil of the Mongolian and Yuan Empire, growing vigorously, and the future is promising.
"Our decision was not wrong. This world belongs to Meng Yuan." Zhang Bu placed his hands on the female wall, with a smile on his face, and his whole person seemed to be radiating light.
The Mongols invaded and half of Zhang was divided into two. Most of the people stayed in Liaodong and were loyal to the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. The rest of the tribe fled to Chu.
Their weight is more betting on the Mongolian people.
They are optimistic about the Mongolian people.
"Da da da."
There was a sound of footsteps. Zhang Bu turned around and saw Zhang Yu, a confidant and fellow clan member, walking over. "General. News came from Beishan Fort. Wu Nian is preparing for war and he is leaving the mountain."
Zhang Bu's face showed disgust.
Everything is so beautiful. It seemed like white and tender rice porridge boiled in an iron pot, but I accidentally discovered a piece of mouse droppings.
Wu Nian.
This name is like a thorn. It stabbed Zhang Bu's throat. He wanted to reach out and pull it out, but he couldn't.
"I got it. Don't tell anyone." Zhang Bu opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of dirty air, saying in a deep voice.
"yes."
Zhang Yu responded with cupped fists.
then.
Surrounded by his own soldiers, Zhang Bu left the city, got on his horse, and galloped away to Jin Huanshan's mansion.
Since being defeated by Wu Nian and punished by the court. Jinhuan Mountain has also been depressed for a period of time, but after all, Meng Yuan Wanhu has a great capacity and has long been restored to strength.
He is good at Sinology and loves Sinology.
Painting in the study.
He was wearing a blue gown and a square scarf on his head. He held a brush in his hand and looked serious and focused.
Standing next to her was a beautiful concubine full of intellectual aura.
"My painting is really good." The beautiful concubine lowered her head and looked at the desk, her soft black hair fell down, her red lips lightly opened, and she praised.
This beautiful concubine was originally a young lady from a wealthy family in Liaodong. In order to cling to the powerful, she was sent to the mansion in Jinhuan Mountain to be a concubine.
She is good at painting, understands poetry, and has many things in common with Jin Huanshan, and is currently very popular.
"You taught me well." Jin Huanshan replied with a smile on his face.
At this moment, Zhang Bu walked in from the outside. After seeing this scene, he stood still at the door. Jin Huanshan looked up at Zhang Bu, put down the brush in his hand, and looked up at his concubine.
The beautiful concubine bent towards Jin Huanshan very wisely, twisted her waist and left the study.
Zhang Bu turned his body sideways, bent slightly towards the beautiful concubine, then strode to Jin Huanshan's side and whispered.
"General. Wu Nian is actively preparing for battle. He is about to leave the mountain."
Jin Huanshan's eyes sparkled, his heart began to ache, and his face became ugly. Scenes from the last defeat appeared in his mind.
"According to intelligence, Wu Nian's military strength has now expanded to twenty-two thousand households, including heavy armored soldiers, divine arm soldiers, and heavy armored cavalry. After the autumn harvest, there is sufficient food. It is precisely because the soldiers have enough food. "
"Last time he only had seven thousand households, which made us miserable. This time we have to deal with him carefully."
Jin Huanshan took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, and his face returned to calm.
"That's right. We can't let him lead us away anymore. Last time, we took the initiative to attack Beishan Fort. We fought with him in the mountains before he took advantage of us. This time we will use the city in our hands to fight against him. "
Zhang Bu nodded, cupped his fists and said.
Although he is firmly on the side of the Meng Yuan people, he believes that the Meng Yuan people will win the final victory. But I have to admit that this little bug has grown into a wolf and should not be underestimated.
Zhang Bu also thought of those days, why not kill Wu Nian while he was still a little bug?
If Ban Zhang had tried his best at that time, Wu Nian would have been unable to withstand it.
hateful!
Raising tigers brings disaster, indeed, raising tigers brings disaster.
The ancients never deceived me.
"That's right. Occupying the city is our advantage. We must learn from Sima Yi during the Three Kingdoms and cannot use our shortcomings to deal with his strengths. We refuse to defend the city."
Jin Huanshan agreed very much, and then after thinking for a while, he turned to Zhang Bu and said: "I will ask my Mongolian and Yuan households to divide four thousand captains to guard Dingxian and Yuanxian. Cooperate with your Han soldiers. "
"Let the officials work harder to collect all the taxes. Prepare the equipment to defend the city and stock up on supplies."
"You also pass on the order. Let your tens of thousands of Han soldiers slow down their training, recharge their batteries, and prepare for battle."
"yes."
Zhang Bu showed a solemn expression, clasped his fists and bent down in response, then turned and left.
Jin Huanshan left the desk, walked to the door of the study, faced the direction of Beishan Fort, raised his head and looked ahead.
"Wu Nian. This time we are fighting a positional battle. I have three cities and a force of two thousand households. How are you going to capture my city?"
"The same goes for Wan Yanxian, Jin Ruiyun, and Pugu Li all around. Let me see how you fight your way out of the mountain."
"Be good and be your mountain king."
Jin Huanshan took a deep breath, put his arms behind his back, and stood with his hands behind his back, showing a confident look.
They will not lose this battle.
Following the orders from the coaches of both sides. There are four Mongolian and Yuan households of ten thousand households in Yingqing Prefecture and Guangyang Prefecture, four Han Chinese households of ten thousand households, and the soldiers and civilians of more than ten cities.
Beishan Fort has nine castles and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians.
Preparations for war began in an orderly manner, and a chilling air filled the sky.
The war is about to break out.
