These Mongolian elderly people were too old to be angry or questioned the Taiji, even Jinong and the Khans. They could only feel sad. First, they mourn the lost glory of the entire tribe and the Mongolians, and then they would think of their own pastures, felt bags, and flocks of sheep. They would think of their wives, children, and their wives, children, and their wives, children, and their wives, children, and their wives, or their hunger and coldness would be displaced. When they thought of this, their sadness could not be suppressed and they could only cry out loud.

Crying is most likely to resonate with, which is also the reason why homesickness and crying are prohibited in the Ming army. In the Ming army, the highest punishment for soldiers who committed these two things will be punished. Because the crying will be the whole camp responded. At that time, even if Sun Wu reborn, he could not suppress it. When the camp roared, the usually gentle soldiers would expose their tigers and wolves. No matter whether you are a governor or a general, you will be in danger in the midst of a riot.

At this time, the crying of these Mongolians was really like the cry of a flock of sheep, with extreme sorrow, but no resentment. They were already defeated and afraid, and their hands were bare-handed. At this time, the crying could only be the vent of emotions, no anger or reluctance, only the deepest sorrow.

Sun Jingting stood beside Zhang Han and sighed without feeling, "Although I thought about asking the Beilu to pay the price countless times, I still can't bear it when the sarcasm sounds everywhere."

Li Shenming did not refute this time, and he nodded and said, "The so-called gentleman is away from the kitchen because of this situation in front of him."

At this time, Zhou Yao rode his horse down the slope, then dismounted and walked up the slope.

People looked at the murderous military man in silence, in a simple robe, only the silver star on his shoulders showed his identity. When they arrived in front of Zhang Han, Zhou Yao saluted respectfully and said, "The northern captives in the city have been cleared. Lord Liang came to welcome the Lord into the city."

Zhang Han said: "Zhou Yao, you stay outside the city and restrain the soldiers from abide by military discipline. You must not kill, beat, scold, insult prisoners without mercy."

Zhou Yao immediately clasped his fists and said, "I follow the order."

Zhang Han suddenly said, "Zhou Yao, in your opinion, how to deal with these prisoners best?"

Zhou Yao thought for a moment and said, "I think it's better to kill all Taiji if you are kind to ordinary herdsmen."

Zhang Han smiled and scolded: "But man is by nature, get out of here."

Zhou Yao smiled slightly, saluted another military salute, and turned to go downhill.

Sun Jingting couldn't help but say, "From my understanding of Zhou Yao, I thought he would say he would kill them all."

Zhang Han smiled and said, "He is not a real bloodthirsty person. I still understand these generals under my command."

Li Shenming said: "Who is the real bloodthirsty person?"

Zhang Han waved his hand and said, "Let's go into the city."

After Zhou Yao went downhill, he began to guard the surroundings with his lancers. The prisoners stopped crying and looked at these killing gods uneasy. The lancers were fully armed, wearing heavy armor, holding swords, horses or spears. Their eyes were cold and their murderous aura was very obvious. The prisoners began to become obviously uneasy.

Fortunately, the imagined lancers rushed into the captive group and started killing the prisoners. Until the gun cavalry and musketeers lined up at the city gate, thousands of people had already entered the hinterland of the city and began to search and move forward. Then, Zhang Han and others came down from the slope, and everyone rode on war horses and began to slowly enter Qing.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) City.

The city gate is open, and the street is empty, with only some dilapidated on the ground. At this time, the sun is rising, and the sky is blue. Looking inside from the city gate, it seems that there is a straight jade belt that leads directly to the sky. The Qingcheng building complex imitates the Ming Dynasty. The Khan Palace is also located in the center of the north of the city. Looking straight from the road forward, it seems that you can see the magnificent Khan Palace right in front of you, which seems to give people an illusion that this road leads directly to the sky and can lead people to the highest place. The jade building and jade palace are defenseless, as if they are a beauty lying on the bed, and they are for their request.

At this moment, this majestic Mongol city opened its gates and allowed people to enter and exit.

Everyone looked at Zhang Han with breath. When he rode his horse to the city gate, people seemed a little nervous, but Zhang Han did not hesitate or stagnate at all. He had calmed down his excitement before. The things in front of him were a considerable achievement, but there was more to do after that... there was no time to get excited and happy for a long time.

This time there was no cheer, and the officers urged the soldiers to follow into the city with a stern face.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

On the streets with few people, fully armed soldiers led the crowd first. They held shields, another one pressed their waist knife, heavy iron armor, shin guards, and iron mesh boots. Each of them was like an iron man walking on the bluestone road, with footsteps clanging, and the ground seemed to be trembling with these iron man stepping on them.

Then there were a large number of spearmen and gunmen. They were quick and rustling sounds, and the armor or mail on their bodies made a rustling sound. These light soldiers quickly entered various streets and narrow alleys. Many people climbed up the roofs or entered Buddhist temples, climbed up to the spire, and looked down at the city. Once there was a warning, they could immediately use muskets to attack the enemy.

Then there was the central army where Zhang Han was located, and a large number of cavalry surrounded Zhang Han and others into the city.

After entering the center of Qingcheng, there is a straight and wide avenue below, with magnificent Buddhist temples on both sides, and in front of you are a large area of ​​palaces and palaces, which are magnificent. Although the shape and scale are not as good as the palaces of the mainland, in terms of Mongolia, this Khan Palace has been extremely luxurious and has taken great manpower and material resources to build it.

In comparison, the scale and palace of Chahanhot built by Lin Danhan in Arukorqin, which is Baicheng, is far from comparable to Qingcheng.

A large palace area is right in front of you. The door is open and the door is open. There are still a lot of rags thrown on the small square in front of the hall.

Of course, there were no eunuchs or palace maids in the Mongolians, so there were no ones who went to the well to hang themselves. Only slaves and herdsmen who served in the palace, and now it seems that they have run away.

"Please enter the temple."

Liang Xing came forward by pressing the sword. His face, which had never been serious, was rarely filled with high spirits. Today is also a memorable day for Liang Xing. As the commander-in-chief in front of the formation, he personally directed the army into the city and took the lead in clearing the palace of the Khan Palace. Now he is the one who invites Zhang Han to enter the Khan Palace. There will definitely be a strong stroke of his future history books.

Liang Xing was very happy when he remembered his old opponent Wang Changfu must be eating sand in Yunneizhou.

He was in his early thirties and shaved his beard this morning, which was different from Zhang Han who deliberately kept his short beard.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Many generals who have passed thirty are popular for shaving. After all, a big beard is beautiful, but it is still very hard to eat, drink soup and fight. Only a few generals in the army have big beards, most of whom are talented and naturally lush with hair.

The brigade of soldiers had already poured into the Khan Palace first. Due to the rough culture and education, the Khan Palace did not have a nice name like the Ming palace, but it was almost no different from the Ming architecture. Inside the wall is a small square, then a three-bedroom and five-bedroom gate, and inside is a gate of the same size, and inside is a nine-dragon wall. Further inside is a high-scale, large-scale main hall with a magnificent main hall with five-bedroom gates and seven-bedroom gates.

Zhang Han entered the Khan Palace and found that there were side halls on both sides, and there were several levels of halls and pavilions further inside. It should be where Altan Khan lived many side rooms and children back then, and there were also small Buddhist temples dedicated to Lamas.

In terms of architectural style, it is a standard Ming-style building, with a side hall with a rolled roof, a small pavilion with a pointed eaves, and a main hall with a double-eaved hip roof. The roof of the hall is covered with yellow tiles, which is exactly the same as the style of the Ming palace.

After entering the palace, the soldiers stood in a stairs three steps and five steps at a time. Liang Xing once again urged him: "Please enter the Khan Palace."

Everyone around looked at Zhang Han, and people felt something different from the past, and a heavy pressure began to hit their hearts.

Sun Jingting clenched his fists tightly, and couldn't help but tremble all over his body.

Li Shenming closed his eyes slightly and said to Sun Jingting: "At the 46th hour of Wanli, Wen Lan talked to me about the future direction, saying that he wanted to build a group where businessmen could dominate their own destiny, and strive for progress in adversity. Although I was moved by him at that time, I really didn't expect that in just a few years, we would really reach this point?"

"It's okay to split the soil and seal the throng." Sun Jingting gritted his teeth and said, "This advance today will be able to truly compete with the Ming Dynasty in the future."

"The time for formal breaking has not come yet." Li Shenming said: "Now we need the Ming Dynasty, not the Ming Dynasty needs us. Without us, there will be no feeling in the south. At most, the people and business circles in the north will be slightly uncomfortable, and our vacancy will be filled by old things. According to Wen Lan's idea, it is necessary to develop and strengthen He Yusheng to an indispensable level."

Kong Minxing said in horror, "Wen Lan really dares to think about it!"

With the huge size of the Ming Empire, there are more than tens of thousands of merchants. Although He Yusheng is the largest one now, it is still a drop in the ocean compared to the entire empire. Zhang Han’s goal is to grasp the economic lifeline of the Ming Empire. This determination and will is indeed inexplicable.

But Kong Minxing thought about it carefully, which idea of ​​Zhang Han has not been realized since the Wanli period?

For a moment, this famous scholar at that time was fascinated by the fact that he did not dare to continue thinking about it anymore.

Zhang Han was delayed for a moment and finally took the first step.

The sound of slight footsteps sounded in the corridor carved from bluestone, and the surroundings were silent, as if even the birds had disappeared. People held their breath and watched their highest leader walk into the Mongols' Khan Palace.

Passing through the square corridor and entering the gate, Zhang Han looked at the pillars made of red paint and felt the changes of history rushing into his heart like a tide.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!