Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chen Deng brought a message later.

"My lord, Meiergan just met a charming general, and when he came out, the general looked good."

This is the inevitable result, Wang Yan said: "Since Zhuergan has rejected Daming, then he must not dare to reject the meat fan anymore. Well, they form an alliance."

Xiao Guwei regretfully said, "Then we are finished?"

"Yes, I will go back when they are rescued."

The three then studied the map again.

"The Harits never thought that we would come to rescue these brothers, so they just paid attention to watching them at night."

Chen Deng pointed to the sketch on the paper and said: "Samarkand has been rebuilt. They have recently been cleaning the city. They can only eat half a full day. Many people look skinny."

Xiao Guwei said angrily: "My lord, although the prisoners are allowed to work in the country, they have never been hungry!"

"Don't talk about this at this time."

Wang Yan was looking at the sketch carefully, then closed his eyes.

"The New Year is almost coming, the official doesn't want to be here, even if it is on the way of being hunted down, he is willing to celebrate the New Year."

...

There are a lot of gorgeous decorations in the palace, and I don't know what methods are used, it turns out to be warm as spring.

Meier's dry face paled a lot, and her eyes were deep.

There were a few courtiers below, one of them said with an angry expression: "...The imposing manner, as if to press our side before we are willing to give up, how can such an ally be trusted? Moreover, the Ming people are very honest now. After the construction of Hami city, they It stopped, and did not advance to Yili."

A courtier retorted: "Keming's rangers often appear in Yili's handle. They have fought with our rangers many times, and they have won each other."

"Keming people didn't build a city!"

"Well, but the meaty charm has come. I opposed this ally from the beginning. Now they are finally here, but will they leave after they come? What if they stay here all the time? Please come, easy to send away. , What to do in the future?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was quiet.

Those eyes slowly turned to Meiergan.

What is king?

You must first have leadership skills and be able to lead the country to find the best path in a complex environment.

Now Harley has encountered some troubles, and everyone feels that they can’t be solved. Boss, take a look and give me an idea!

Meiergan felt that this was a matter of course, and he decisively said: "This is an ally, don't underestimate the Mingren, if the flesh is charming, if you dare to turn your face with us, or that is the case, we dare to go to the Mingren."

This is the most reliable analysis, and the final solution to the collapse is to use Mingren to see the meat lovers.

A courtier felt a little frustrated, and said: "The meat is charming and not stupid, so it will not fall out with us. Even if it falls out, we will at most send a mission to bring some dried meat jewelry to the Ming people. The tributary will be over there, and I must be friends in the future."

When talking about tribute, the courtier smiled slightly, and everyone was relieved a lot.

Tributary trade is a thing that benefits both parties, and it is a good face...

"Ming people have a good face. As long as we surrender verbally, they will be proud. Then we ask the Ming people to send troops to help, and it will definitely succeed."

A courtier asked, "What if Mingren doesn't leave?"

"Haha! Samarkand is far away from the Mingren's homeland, even if they can shoot down, can they still control it?"

"But they can emigrate!"

"Stupid! Someone has said that the people of Mingren would rather starve to death at home than emigrate!"

Zhu Erqian was very satisfied with the analysis of the courtiers. He was not good at expressing too much on this issue, so as not to be guilty of being found out by the charming flesh.

"Three thousand cavalry, follow-up, this is the charming sincerity of flesh, then accept it."

Mei Ergan calmly analyzed the situation.

"The latest news is that the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms of Taixi and Western China were defeated by the Ming at sea, and almost the entire army was wiped out."

"Gosh!"

"This is really bad news."

"Will Mingren take the opportunity to attack us?"

Meierqian was also the news, but he had more than an hour of thinking time than these courtiers.

"The Taissi people will fail, they will be crazy and furious, but before that, they must first calm the conflicts in the country."

Meiergan looked at the courtiers below and thought of those surrendered brothers, with a little more smile and confidence on his face.

"There is no doubt that the Taixi people cannot build a powerful fleet to find the Mingren for revenge in two or three years, so what will they do?"

...

The walls of Samarkand are strong and thick.

As a fortified city that has just been repaired, it is necessary to keep it clean, otherwise one day Zhuer will come to inspect and see trash everywhere, the generals on duty will be unlucky.

Standing on the city wall has a good view, you can see those pedestrians, carts and horses, and it is natural to see if there is any threat.

But this is just a routine.

Harleh's wandering ride is on the outer outpost, and even runs into the Yili handle. If the Ming army wants to attack, it can get news at least a few days in advance, so that it can calmly deal with it.

The general on duty today is chewing the leg of lamb.

The leg of lamb is dense and chewy, not firewood, but a lot of tendons.

The general bit a tendon and chewed crunchingly.

After chewing a few times, the loose posterior molar suddenly hurt, and the general changed the tendon to the other tooth to continue chewing.

Shaking teeth is a sign of aging, and the general's mood gradually accumulates.

Behind him came the sound of whip beating the human body, and the screams made the scalp numb.

The general turned around and saw more than a hundred Mingjun prisoners sweeping the floor.

They were guarded by only a hundred Sergeants Hart, but this was not their carelessness, but the feet of the Ming army prisoners were tied together by ropes and could not run.

The prisoners of the Ming army were all dressed in tatters, but at any rate they were either cotton-padded clothes or leather jackets, which seemed very generous.

But the general knew that this was because Zhuergan needed these prisoners of war to make a fuss.

Every time the messenger came to Samarkand, Zhu Ergan would instruct his men to take them to see these Ming army prisoners, and said that they were captured by the rangers recently, in order to frighten the meat.

So after being tortured and various causes of death caused most of the captives' disappearance, Meiergan ordered to'treat' them.

These Ming army prisoners were all numbly sweeping the ground. A Sergeant Halle was showing off with his companion how accurate his whip was just now, and everyone around was laughing.

The atmosphere is relaxed.

The Ming army gradually swept to the general’s side. He was chewing on the unchewed tendons. When a Ming army prisoner swept in front of him, he opened his mouth and spit out the unchewed tendons. Underfoot.

The prisoner of the Ming army numbly stretched out his broom~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to sweep away the tendons.

"Tell him, eat it."

The translator said loudly to the Ming army: "Eat that tendon."

Na Mingjun's body trembled, his numb gaze swept over the general, and then lowered his head to look at the tendons, his chapped lips trembled a few times, and said, "No."

The translator smiled at the general: "He said he didn't eat, he was very stubborn."

The general bit off the last trace of meat on the leg of the lamb and sighed contentedly: "Next time you must let them bake a little better, so that the tendons can get out."

The translator didn't know what he meant by his inexplicable emotion. Just as he smiled and prepared to flatter a few words, a big foot kicked the Ming army prisoner over.

The captive struggled to get up, but was stepped on the cheek by the general.

His right cheek was pressed against a rock, and his bones were creaking, like the sound of a previous general chewing tendons.

The general pointed to a sergeant, who came over in a daze, but didn't know what to do.

"Stupid things!"

The general couldn't help cursing: "The king said to treat them kindly, but you always like to deprive them of their food, so they need to eat meat, understand, they need to eat meat."

The sergeant was probably a little stupid, but he hadn't even reacted yet.

The translator squatted down cleverly, and picked up the lump of tendons.

"Do not!"

In the eyes of the Han people, eating something chewed by others is almost an insult to the crotch.

So the captive was struggling hard, and the dull eyes instantly turned fierce.

There was no fool this time, and a few sergeants came and held the prisoner.

"Eat, it's meat, and it's also the kindness of adults, you have to keep it in mind."

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