For Haida, the emperor's decree is at his fingertips. He quickly took the imperial edict and asked the military aircraft to proceed with the military parade.
After finishing the work, he returned to the palace of Prince Keton in an eight-carriage sedan. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he saw his eldest son Jin Yunjing.
Jin Yunjing, who is twenty years old this year, looks very similar to Haida. He also inherited the strong genes of King Keton. He is tall and strong, has excellent riding and archery skills, and has extraordinary martial arts.
"Father." Jin Yunjing clasped his fists towards Haida and bent down to salute.
"What's the matter?" Haida was very busy, but every time she saw Jin Yunjing, she showed amazing patience and asked with a smile.
Among his sons, only Jin Yunjing received this treatment.
"Father, are we going to fight the Han army?" Jin Yunjing raised his head, his eyes gleaming.
When talking about military affairs, Haida's face became serious. Said: "Talk inside."
"Yes." Jin Yunjing immediately bent down and responded. The father and son came to the study and sat down together, while the entourage stayed outside the door.
"Wu Nian is a fierce tiger, and he is also a militaristic person. There is no year when he stays still. So it is very likely that he will send troops to Meng Yuan. I am currently thinking of ways to avoid it."
Hedda's eyes fell on her son and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to fight?"
There is no better son than a father. Haida knew Jin Yunjing's abilities and character very well. The twenty-year-old young man is full of energy and is already ready to make a move.
Jin Yunjing listened patiently to what Haida said, and then nodded eagerly and said: "My father is right. If the Mongolian and Yuan armies and the Han armies fight, my son wants to go on an expedition with his father and become a general."
The Meng Yuan Dynasty was a martial nation and was known as a fighting nation.
Their training of their children and grandchildren is also simple and rough. Throw them on the battlefield to experience, those who survive will be elites, and those who die will be trash.
Haida himself joined the army as a teenager, and his life is a history of war.
Jin Yunjing is excellent. Such an excellent son should certainly not be wasted. Even if he didn't say it, Hedda meant it.
"Okay. I'll write you a note. You go to the Ministry of War to get a thousand soldiers, equipment, food, grass, and baggage. They will be trained. If there is a war between the Mongolian Yuan and the Han army, you will stay with me."
Hedda was very satisfied with her son's belligerence and smiled.
"Thank you, father." Jin Yunjing got his wish and showed a happy and longing smile.
The battlefield.
We, Meng Yuan, are a fighting nation. My father is the uncle of the first war god emperor of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and the regent Haida. I was born for the battlefield.
This time. I must shine.
No.
I want to defeat Wu Nian and defeat the King of Han. To avenge Meng Yuan's shame.
Thinking of this, Jin Yunjing clenched his fists with hatred in his eyes.
The Mongolian Yuan Dynasty is known as a fighting nation. Even if they confront the Slavs, they will win or lose. As for the Han people, it was a unilateral massacre.
The Battle of Liaodong and the Battle of Huanglong. Meng Yuan lost more than ten thousand households and was defeated miserably.
What a shame.
shame. Only with blood can it be washed away.
Looking at her excited, eager, and bellicose son, Hedda became more and more satisfied. This son is like me, and my position in the future will also be his.
Immediately. Haida asked Jin Yunjing to sharpen his ink and wrote a note to Jin Yunjing.
This matter is a small matter for Meng Yuan.
The real big thing is the military parade.
There are also misfortunes diverted to the east.
Under the supervision of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of War, the preparations for the military parade went very smoothly.
The eighth day of May.
On the south gate of the Mongolian and Yuan capital. Photographed by the emperor's uncle, Wang Haida, wearing gorgeous and heavy armor, standing in front of the majestic city gate tower.
It was surrounded by officials from the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, including many Han officials. There are also several Slav nobles stationed in Mongolia.
“Whoa whoa whoa!!!!”
On the city gate tower, the "gold" flag flutters in the wind and makes a hunting sound.
In front of the city gate. The ground was made very flat and compact. Five soldiers from ten thousand households, with brand new armor and coats, were arranged neatly.
Among them, there are two Wanhu cavalry and three Wanhu infantry.
Regardless of the cavalry or infantry, the soldiers were all tall and tall, with red faces and a murderous aura that shot straight into the sky.
On the periphery, there are countless common people, Mongolian nobles, Mongolian merchants, etc. They all raised their heads to watch the military parade.
This is a military parade. For Meng Yuan. Not only to shock the Han Dynasty, but also to tell Wu Nian that he was not someone to be trifled with.
It is also used internally to improve morale and increase the cohesion of Meng Yuan.
Of course, the more people watching, the better.
"Da da da." A military general stepped up the steps onto the city wall, and the iron pieces of armor on his body made a crisp sound.
"The army is ready. Please review it with King Keton." He knelt down on one knee and reported.
Haida looked at the army in front of her with great pride in her heart. With this powerful soldier in hand, the mountains and rivers are at my disposal.
The Han army wanted to break through the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, which was simply a wishful thinking.
He took a deep breath, held his helmet with both hands, turned around and strode towards the city wall.
"Yunjing. Help me get the flag."
"Yes." Jin Yunjing, who was wearing golden armor, responded excitedly and closely followed Haida's footsteps. Soon after, the city gate opened.
The father and son rode their black horses out of the city gate.
Immediately. Haida is in front, and Jin Yunjing is behind, holding a "gold" flag in one hand. The father and son galloped back and forth three times in front of the army.
"Dong dong dong."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The sound of drums and horns roared, playing a song of war and war.
"Huh." Haida tightened the reins of his horse and stopped the horse in the center of the army. Then he pulled out the steel knife from his waist and pointed it at the sky, shouting: "Warriors."
"Back then, our ancestors came out of the white water and black mountains. Therefore, we now have the prosperous life of farming."
"Now. The Han people in the south want to defeat us. Kill all our people. Steal our women, land, and wealth. Let us be destroyed as a nation."
"Warriors. The King of Han is very strong, very, very strong. The Han army is as good as ours."
"But. I am here. I, King Haida of Keton, am here. I will lead you to repel the Han army. It doesn't matter once, ten times, or a hundred times."
"Let the Han army come over. Defeat them."
The frost-white blade sparkled in the sunlight. Haida's powerful voice can be conveyed far away without going through any loudspeakers.
And the prestige of Emperor Haida's uncle, the regent, is even more unparalleled.
his words.
The soldiers and civilians were convinced.
"Oh oh oh!!!!!!!!!" The five Mongolian soldiers from ten thousand households present, as well as the countless Mongolian people and dignitaries who were watching, all cheered loudly.
The morale of the military, the people, and the officials converged on King Keton.
Meng Yuan is very strong.
Very strong.
Hearing the cheers that reached her ears, Hedda couldn't help but hold her head high, showing her pride, and her brows were filled with excitement.
Jin Yunjing carried the banner, his face full of excitement.
Our Mongolian people are a fighting nation. Although he experienced a small setback, he was able to stand up quickly and return to the top.
Conquer the Han Dynasty.
Treat Han people as ministers and concubines.
