Sushun City.
Inside Zhang Zhen's mansion. Zhang Zhen, Lu Yanxun and others all felt very comfortable after returning to Han Chinese attire. Pretending to be a Mongolian is very hard and awkward.
But neither Zhang Zhen nor Lu Yanxun was very happy.
Whether it's because the fox is pretending to be the tiger or because of other reasons.
There are more than ten tribes in the eastern part of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, and the leaders of each tribe. Most of the princes were related by blood to the Mongolian and Yuan royal families.
, Bo, all raised troops. There are thousands of people in the big ones and hundreds of people in the small ones.
Currently gathered in Sushun City, the total number of troops is tens of thousands. As a mascot, Zhang Zhen has appeared many times, but he has not gained any real power.
When you have something to do, you go out and act like a mascot; when you have nothing to do, you stay at home and have nothing to do.
morning.
Zhang Zhen felt really bored, so he asked Lu Yanxun to go down to prepare and go hunting. And told his wife Sunila.
Sunila prepared some dry food and wine, and bid farewell to her husband tenderly.
Zhang Zhen and others rode out of the mansion and headed towards the city gate.
The streets of Sushun City have changed drastically. Many tribal warriors were wandering around the city. The excitement is great, but it also brings a lot of problems.
First of all, the army disturbed the people, and the warriors from various tribes caused considerable harm to the Sushun tribe, making the Sushun people full of complaints.
These tribes in the east had a lot of conflicts before this due to the alienation of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Small-scale conflicts continued among themselves, and large-scale armed fights were very likely to break out.
After walking for a while. Zhang Zhen reined in his horse and stopped, looking up and looking ahead. There are two groups fighting. Zhang Zhen recognized the two tribes from their clothes.
One is called Qiongbian and the other is Shanlong.
The names are very strange, they are all small tribes. The two tribes are still neighbors, and small-scale conflicts are common on weekdays.
They beat them very fiercely, leaving many with bruises and bruises on their noses and faces.
But he maintained a certain degree of restraint and did not use the knife.
Next to them, there was a group of soldiers from Shushun Wanhu, trying to break up the fight. But the effect is not great. When the nearby Sushun people saw this scene, they all showed disgust and took a detour.
Zhang Zhen was speechless.
Zhang Zhen's soldiers all looked at these guys with contempt.
Barbarians are barbarians.
Not knowing etiquette, ignorance.
They admire the strong but bully the weak; they see benefits and forget their righteousness.
Also very incompetent.
Now that the enemy is facing us, look at this group of soldiers, they are simply a mess. Then the soldiers became deeply worried about the prospect of this battle.
We were ordered to coordinate the king's military operations in Huanglong Mansion. Creating turmoil within the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty made Chunyuan unable to defend the city with peace of mind, creating opportunities for the king.
But can this ragtag group of people really make waves within Meng Yuan?
Meng Yuan Wanhu is extremely powerful in combat.
Say something unpleasant. Although there are tens of thousands of people in Sushun City now, the effect they can play is probably not as good as the 300 elite soldiers who followed the king in the past.
In fact, they are not as good as the imperial guards of hundreds of households.
Zhang Zhen's soldiers are brave and not afraid of death. He doesn't care about his own life. But he is very concerned about not being able to complete the task.
Lu Yanxun was riding on a tall horse, looking down at the two groups fighting with a thoughtful look on his face.
Lu Yanxun rode his war horse, approached Zhang Zhen, and said, "Brother, go and break up the fight."
"This kind of fights are too common. How long should I stop?" Zhang Zhen felt it was troublesome and was not happy about it. He shook his head and said.
"Listen to me." Lu Yanxun said.
"Okay." Zhang Zhen glanced at Lu Yanxun in surprise, then nodded. He rode forward alone and shouted, "What are you doing?"
The people from the two tribes stopped quickly.
Although Zhang Zhen is a mascot, he represents the King of Han.
Without him, it would not even be possible to raise an army this time. Leaders of various ministries and many nobles have met Zhang Zhen. Coupled with Zhang Zhen's Han appearance, his identity is obvious.
Not only those who know Zhang Zhen, but also those who don’t know Zhang Zhen are afraid of the power of the Han people.
"Sir. They are..." Sushun Wanhu soldiers who were trying to break up the fight looked happy when they saw Zhang Zhen. They quickly wanted to explain, hoping that Zhang Zhen could help break up the fight.
Zhang Zhen waved his hand to signal him to stop talking.
The people of the two tribes quickly left the "battlefield" and separated into left and right groups, standing clearly separated.
Then two leaders were elected, blaming each other, and pretending to ask Zhang Zhen to make the decision.
After hearing the reason, Zhang Zhen felt his head hurt.
Where is the conflict. That's pretty much it.
He glanced at him.
What do you see me doing?
What do I think about you?
After such opening remarks, the two groups started fighting with old and new grudges. After Zhang Zhen heard this, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he scolded: "Your disharmony with each other is all instigated by the Meng Yuan people. They exploit you again and make your life miserable haha."
"Some of them can't even feed their children, so they can only be thrown away to the wolves in the mountains."
"You raised troops just to fight against the Meng Yuan people. Now that the enemy is facing you, you are hostile to each other. How can you fight against the enemy unanimously? Wouldn't it be a good idea to put away your fire and then burn it at the Meng Yuan people?"
"Go back to your own camp immediately and reflect on it."
The nephew uses the guise of his uncle Hu Wei.
In addition, Zhang Zhen is majestic and tall, with a strong voice, which has an impressive momentum. When the people of the two tribes heard this, they were all shocked. They quickly apologized and each helped the injured person away.
"Thank you, sir. If you weren't here, they would have killed someone." Upon seeing this, the Sushun soldiers who broke up the fight exhaled a long breath, stepped forward with a grateful look on their faces, and saluted Zhang Zhen.
The soldiers of Sushun tribe were not only afraid of the power of King Han. And a sense of pride. This is the son-in-law of our Lord Marquis, and our Sushun is related to the King of Han.
Although everyone raised an army together, the Chigui tribe and Sushun were about the same size. But our Sushun tribe is unique among other tribes.
The soldiers of Sushun Department can barely be considered as one of our own. Zhang Zhen showed a pleasant look, and after some consolation, he waved his hand to let these people go.
This attitude made Sushun soldiers very grateful. After walking a long distance, they talked to each other.
"It is rumored that the King of Han has an iron face and is very repulsive to us barbarians. But Mr. Zhang is the nephew of the King of Han and his direct bloodline. Judging from his pleasant appearance, the rumors are probably false. They are rumors created by the Meng Yuan people."
"Yes. Master Zhang's attitude towards us is better than that of the adults in the tribe. It makes me feel very comfortable, and I am very grateful."
"If we succeed in raising troops, we will attack the Meng Yuan together with the King of Han. Then we will pay tribute to the Han Dynasty. We will definitely live a happy life."
Lu Yanxun looked at this scene with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Brother, let's stop hunting. I have something to say." Lu Yanxun solemnly held his hands to Zhang Zhen and said in a deep voice.
