The world is a world of one family and one surname, not a world of all people and common people.

It is said that we are jointly governing the world with the two squads. We are the master, and the rest are just ministers.

Hong Jinglai is a time-travelling body, you can’t see through it!

"Do you think it's just that I'm so happy about my success?"

Min Tinghye was almost like a saint, reaching out his hand to touch Hong Jinglai's forehead.

Even though he knew that the Tatars could only ride forty horses and had agreed to leave after the performance. Even though the four hundred men that Hong Jing came to capture Zhuang were enough, Min Tinghye still expanded the team aggressively.

Although there are many people, powerful soldiers, and a lifetime, who doesn't dream of gaining power over the world?

Min Tinghye also wanted to follow the example of his ancestors and learn from Yi Sunchen, Quan Su and others. He had thousands of troops and horses in his hands and commanded Fang Ding with Tie Ruyi.

Since you have this opportunity, why not do it?

Moreover, if the people can still live and celebrate, a family of 3,000 strong people may be 15,000 people. It is almost the total number of good people in the county. Compared with direct relief, it is not much better.

Hong Jinglai just changed his mind and understood it immediately. Min Tingyu had been an official for twenty years, experienced Westerners and Southerners, old people talked about young people, and several factions and factions fought. Serving the authentic king who was known as the last wise king of Korea, he accumulated

He reached the official rank of Zhengsanpintang.

Among such people, there is no point in doing meaningless things. Every step he takes, he thinks two or even three steps back.

People just protect themselves wisely and seek to move forward and retreat freely. No one is as eager as Hong Jinglai. Everything comes from the straight way. Only when the straight approach fails, he will turn around.

"The eunuch taught me today, and I will never forget it!" Hong Jinglai bent down to the end and saluted Min Tingyue.

"You may be better than me when it comes to quickness and talent, but when it comes to other things, you still need experience." Min Tingyue was very satisfied with Hong Jinglai's attitude of being open-minded and willing to learn. He was a young man who was willing to learn.

This kind of hunting thing, once you have the help of local snakes, progress very quickly. Although you screamed and died when you were arrested into the camp, the dry food in the camp was really delicious.

Not only was the dry food in the camp delicious, but each captured Ding was also given ten pounds of Anjia rice. The people who had been surrounding the barracks and government offices immediately fell silent.

Running before fighting is a very simple idea.

Anyway, as a native of my hometown, I know how many potholes there are on the dirt road, but I am still afraid that I will not be able to escape? Moreover, having a full meal in the camp is better than anything else, and my wife and children can still have porridge at home. I don’t want to go to war immediately when I see it.

It's a city defense, and it seems pretty good.

Of course, if more than 3,000 men were captured together, they would all be useless. But the 400 or so people that Hong Jing came to capture earlier not only divided into teams, but also patrolled the streets and guarded the city for half a month. They looked like a team. At least they would not leave the city.

Just run and take a walk out of the city.

So Hong Congjue led his own volunteers, cooperated with hundreds of village warriors, and led 200 people to regain the mountain.

Li Zaichao took his Qi brothers and Xiang Yong with a total of two hundred and ran to recapture Lushan.

At this time, after resting in Hanyang for two days, Han Sanshi finally slowly escorted several officials who were also members of Jin Zuchun's faction and were very close to Min Tinghye, as well as Min Jinghye, to Qingxing.

Naturally, Min Jinghuo was in charge of recruiting deputy envoys, and there was also a Qianzheng who came to serve as the shogunate's secretary (shielding), a school administrator from Hongwenguan came to serve as a marching commander, and finally there were several petty officials who came to join the army.

Experience in the shogunate.

The shogunate that recruits ambassadors from the north and south of Hamgyong is also a temporary organization. These dispatches are not officials. They are just temporarily transferred from their respective posts to form a former enemy headquarters.

If you encounter some donkey cart that likes micro-manipulation, the emperor will be hit with an arrow in the butt. Or the triple machine gun will be moved twenty meters to the right, and President Chang Kaishen, the Minister of General Logistics of the Republic, will be killed.

That is really the former enemy command post, everything depends on the micro-control above.

But fortunately, King Sunzong is a thirteen-year-old child. He has no idea of ​​​​micro-management and has never experienced the pleasure of micro-management. Judging from Li Chao's situation, he may not be able to provide him with any opportunities for micro-management.

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God didn't give him face. The Japanese came and knelt down, and the Tartars came to welcome the Tartars. He could only sigh, "Although the captives are ugly, they are more than capable of controlling me!"

Really helpless!

Without further ado, Hong Congjue and Li Zaichao naturally arrived with the troops from heaven, and the Tartars were wiped out. Zuoshan, Lushan and other counties were quickly recovered, and the Tartars continued to flee under the powerful attack of Wang Shi.

In the end, according to the script, the Tartars gathered up their remaining troops and fled to the ancient city, trying to fight with their last resort.

The results of the battle were brilliant, and the victory report sent by Qingxing to Hanyang was really full of flowers. There were several attackers at once, and Min Tinghye's team of writing materials was extremely strong.

Even Hong Jinglai admired the good writing of these officials' fancy articles. Even though a matter of dozens of words could be stretched into thousands of words, it was still only four or six short sentences. All kinds of allusions and old chapters were readily available, and their ability to write exaggerated articles was, in the end,

Better than Hong Jinglai who plagiarized and passed the Jinshi exam.

Anyway, the king's division made great achievements one after another, defeated more than a thousand Tartars, and rescued many people who had been robbed.

The last thing that needed to be done was to set out with flags fluttering, gongs and drums roaring, and a "majestic" army of 20,000 people, but actually 3,400 people, to conquer the Tumen River. The outcome would be decided in one battle.

It has to be said that the army is a strange place, it has some kind of magic power that can completely transform people. The civilian husband that Hong Jing came to capture has been taken with him for more than half a month, and now it seems that he has some orders and prohibitions.

And those three thousand warriors who were simply kept in the barracks like cattle and sheep in captivity, and only practiced in a queue. Although they walked slowly, from the outside, they really looked like that.

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The people in front led the people behind, marching forward, with waving flags and rhythmic drums. The aura of victory seemed to infect everyone, and there was an awe-inspiring momentum.

Of course, this is just superficial. If there are Tatar soldiers coming, they will still run away. Now they just follow the team without seeing the enemy. They obey the inertia.

After recovering the ancient city, the army camped outside the city. How could more than 3,000 people live in a small city that originally had only 200 or 300 households? Even if you all slept on the streets, there would be no place for you to sleep.

In addition to the carriages, horses, grain, armaments, and miscellaneous materials, there are hundreds of carts, which takes up even more space.

It was normal for the soldiers to be unable to enter the city, but it was surprising that Min Tingyue did not enter the city and live in Du Cheng's house. Our Superintendent Min also played a trick of eating and sleeping with the soldiers, living in a tent outside the city.

Such a ridiculous ragtag group is about to face a large-scale "decisive battle." Even Hong Jinglai, who knew he was just acting, had to sweat over it. Fortunately, there are still two qualified officers in this ragtag group, Hong Congjue.

He and Li were marching on the left and right sides of the court, and Min Tinghye only needed to put up the commander's flag in the middle camp.
Chapter completed!