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One thousand ninety-five, six chapters(2/2)

If one part is divided, even if something happens, it will not happen within the tent. It will not only keep most of the middle-level members confidential, but also minimize the impact.

It can be said that it kills multiple goals in one fell swoop.

After a dirty meeting that seemed to be a military conference, the top-down dispatch began.

This part of the army was sent out in the name of the vanguard.

The generals on the list who received the orders heard that this was the pioneer, all started preparing happily.

Because vanguards are the most profitable for military merit.

Whoever attacks the city first, breaks the city gate, and occupies the city will have the greatest contribution. On the contrary, when the troops of the army arrive, the soup will be finished by the people in front of them.

Therefore, in Mongolia, everyone is rushing to be a pioneer.

As for the number of people sent, there were many middle and high-level officials, which did not arouse suspicion. After all, everyone was rushing to join the vanguard troops, and the leaders of their respective tribes must also stand up and compete for this place for their subordinates.

In order to balance the interests of all parties, this situation was very normal, and this was not the first time.

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After dawn, King Jinlun quietly rode out of the military camp alone and ran towards the small county town.

Yang Pan happened to make a breakfast for himself. Speaking of which, Yang Pan himself hasn't cooked in person for a long time. It's rare to have this leisure, so he made a meal for himself.

When King Jinlun Dharma King arrived at the inn, Yang Pan had already eaten half of it.

"See sir." King Jinlun respectfully said.

"Golden Wheel Dharma King, you are here, it's really a coincidence that I've almost finished eating here and didn't prepare a copy for you. It's so rude, sorry." Yang Pan said rudely, sorry, but in fact, he was calm and without any guilt.

"I have eaten wherever I have eaten it, but I really can't eat it anymore. You can use it slowly alone, slow down." The King of Golden Wheel did not lose his temper, but was actually just forcing him.

Yang Pan slowly finished the breakfast, put down the bowl, and asked, "You are here, there will be a result. I hope you sweat a lot and don't let me down." Yang Pan said lightly.

"This is a list, a lot of them, and we Khan will also transfer these people out in the name of a pioneer and stationed in the western suburbs valley not far from the county." King Jinlun sold 20,000 middle and high-level generals to Yang Pan without blinking. He felt uncomfortable, and he might have to be questioned by the Buddha's heart every day in the future and would be in panic all day long.

"Very good, it's the right thing to do, and it saves me a lot of trouble. I'm very satisfied with it. This time I'll stop here. I hope it's only three things. If there's another time, you can think about the consequences yourself." Yang Pan said lightly.

King Jinlun’s face looked very ugly, but he could not refute it because this was the reality.

Yang Pan was too strong, too strong to be more than usual. He was like a god and a demon, and the Mongolian Empire had to lower its arrogant head.

Yang Pan also unexpectedly, because of this opportunity, the class solidification within Mongolia began to form and it became uncontrollable.

You should know that the Mongolian class solidification actually started after Kublai Khan ascended the throne of Khan, destroyed the Song Kingdom, established the country and became emperor, and established the Yuan Dynasty.

Class solidification led to the Mongolian rule lasting for only a few decades before it was finished.
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