The wind and cold in the north of the desert, even in August, the whimpering sounds came from the roads on the grassland.

The mountainous resources of material resources were continuously transported to Wuliang Mansion. In the whole of Jingbei, no less than 100,000 cavalrymen who were good at fighting were gathered. They were wearing thick animal leather armor, with the most advanced flintlock rifles in their hands, and riding hard-working Mongolian horses under their crotch, and two thousand artillery behind them.

Xia Wanchun looked north in the tent, her young face covered with stubble, and her sharp eyes patrolled the plain grassland. He had cleared the Khanate in the north of the desert, and they were dead and fleeing, leaving only the Cossacks who were constantly transferred from the north, and were still putting pressure on the Jingbei Army.

What Xia Wanchun cares more about is that in the Junggar Khanate in the western Moon, this vast Khanate had hundreds of thousands of strong cavalrymen, and many of the defeated tribes in the northern Moon were closely related to them.

The originally loose alliance system was forced to unite by Jingbei. Their leader Batur defeated Tsarist Russia twice in a row, forcing the powerful Tsarist Russia to recognize his status and start communicating with trade.

A powerful Junggar is rising, and he will not allow the existence of an overly powerful Jingbei Province, especially when the expansion of Jingbei is still so fast.

Behind him, a knight came on horseback, and behind him he clasped his fists and said, "General, a group of artillery soldiers have been transferred from Liaodong. He has just arrived at our military camp."

Xia Wanchun put down the Qianli Mile Mile Mile, nodded, and said, "Liaodong has eliminated the remnants of the Qing Dynasty, and the whole country is thrilling. We should show some results."

"Hehe, I heard that the Tartars didn't learn well, and hid in the city and wanted to learn from us Han people to defend the city. Who knew that they were blown up by the prince and turned over. I heard that the shells in Jinzhou had penetrated the city wall. The prince did not order the attack on the city, and finally drove the Qing soldiers crazy and opened the city gate and sent them to death."

After hearing this, Xia Wanchun burst into laughter and raised his eyebrows and said, "This is really the style of the prince. When we were in Changzhou, we wanted to block the Qing soldiers from killing the city. The prince let go of a way, and took the Qing soldiers and trampled on each other at the door. Not only did he say that he was killed or injured, but he also blocked the door by himself."

"It's a pity that as the Northern Expedition Army, he did not participate in the final battle of pacifying Liao."

Xia Wanchun looked at the dejected subordinate and said anxiously: "What a pity? How happy is a real man to make achievements and go out to the border to open the border. When we defeat the Rakshasa people, when we return to Jinling, all the people will still welcome him, endless glory."

At this time, Yan Yingyuan of Manchuria had initially swept away the northeastern border, and the Ming Dynasty and Tsarist Russia had a long junction on the vast territory. The Sorens, Zanyakha people and Oroqen people had already paid tribute to the Ming Dynasty. They were originally enslaved by the Qing Dynasty, but now they naturally became the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The process of pacifying Manchuria made the territory of the Ming Dynasty expand to Siberia. The expansion of Jingbei made the entire Mongolia a territory of the Ming Dynasty.

The entire Mongolia and Northeast are the junction of the two countries, which is the most challenging for the two major powers. When confronting on such a long front, if there is a mistake, the enemy will drive straight into it.

Mobei and the Cossacks fought several large-scale battles, and in general, they still relied on formations and weapons to achieve impressive results. But Tsarist Russia was too big, and now Xia Wanchun still had to guard against the Junggar in the west. There were huge hidden dangers hidden behind the frequent reports of Jingbei's victory. Xia Wanchun saw this very clearly, so he was going to write a memorial to explain the situation here clearly and ask the court to take action.

The west wind blew again, Xia Wanchun tightened her collar and turned back to the big tent. On the stove burning in the tent, white water vapor was pouring out. She pulled out a good piece of silk from the table. Xia Wanchun picked up the pen and dipped it in ink. After a while, a piece of memorial was finished.

"Come."

He opened the curtain outside the tent, and a personal soldier came in, clasped his fists and asked, "What are the general's instructions?"

"Highly whip, send this book to Wuliang Mansion and transfer it to Jinling."

"yes."

After the personal soldiers walked out, Xia Wanchun stared at the map, and the large tract of territory on it was at his feet. The Jingbei Army defeated the Chechen Khan tribe and the Tushetu Khan tribe. The large tract of territory that originally belonged to them had not been occupied yet. The ownership of these places will be clarified after the decisive battle between himself and Rakshasa.

The memorial was still on the way to Jinling. The triumphant Hou Xuanyan was welcomed back in the city of Jinling again. Aisin Gioro, a royal family of Jiannu of Manchu, led by Da Yuer and Xiao Fulin, was escorted into the city. Wu Sangui, Fan Wencheng, Sun Kewang, Zuo Menggeng and other traitors followed closely. The onlookers of Jinling were in high spirits. On that day, the capital was crowded with people coming to watch.

Hou Xuanyan was arranged by his own magic medicine to ride a black horse into the city. Today, he was here to show off. He wore a golden snake official robe embroidered with claws and a divine horse that was pitch black all over, and was half above the soldiers escorted on foot and the prisoners who were escorted, which welcomed the cheers of the people.

Fortunately, it is autumn now, so the soft hedgehog armor stuffed with the elixir on him will not look too hot, but this swagger still makes the little girl Zhuge's heart thump.

He mixed in the crowd and looked at his master's majestic appearance. Ling Yao's mouth smiled slightly and his eyes were dizzy.

In order for her master to ascend the throne to the emperor, she personally planned a god-making movement, and for Xiao Lingyao, Hou Xuanyan was her god.

After a few years of hard life of wandering, her father led her into the Hou Mansion, and from then on, she sat on Hou Xuanyan's lap and accompanied him to review memorials. The master said that her spiritual energy was overflowing, and her love for her was so pampered that she also gave her a protective and generous life. Xiao Lingyao's feelings for Hou Xuanyan were more inclined to the admiration of her father and brother. She was not very addicted to men and women at this age.

Hou Xuanyan didn't feel this way. He was in the middle of thousands of people, and his eardrums were sore and majestic. He didn't know that the straight shoulders were sore and painful. He also needed to walk to the gate of the palace to meet Emperor Jingyou of the Ming Dynasty. He also agreed to catch a snow wolf for her, and was curled up in the cage beside the saddle under his feet.

After walking through the long Suzaku Avenue in Jinling City, the Forbidden City was right in front of him. The Nine Gate slowly opened. Hou Xuanyan was in front of the door and announced that he would escort the Tartars and the traitors who were escorting them. Three days later, he died in front of the Treacherous Tower and cut 3,333 pieces of meat. The crowd roared again.

In the bleak autumn wind, he walked into the palace gate of the Forbidden City step by step. Hou Xuanyan suddenly felt like he was in prison.

For a moment, he even understood Zhu Linhao's feelings. It would be so sad if such a palace would tie people up.

Looking at the guard with respect and listening to the cheers like tsunamis outside, Hou Xuanyan smiled:
Chapter completed!