Daming: Ascend to the throne as the emperor, start the game with land gods

The Mengyuan people are too polite.

This alliance.

really not bad.

Thinking of this.

Huang Taiji's mood gradually improved, a little smile appeared on his face, and he walked to the table in two steps in three steps.

Hold it in your hand, flip through it, and play with it.

Not for a while.

Huang Taiji's smile gradually disappeared, and he discovered something unusual.

First of all.

The skull wine vessel treasured by the great Khan of the Mongolian Yuan nationality has the dull color of "Old Gold" due to the changes of mountains and rivers.

And this one.

It is the new color of "new gold".

Then there is.

Song Lizong's skull wine vessel, due to the rough level of the Mongolian and Yuan craftsmen, had two bone cracks in the skull when taking "raw materials", and poured the gold juice randomly, just like inferior gold vessels.

And this one in hand.

The craftsmanship of the craftsman is extremely superb. The entire skull is smooth and delicate without any damage. After pouring the gold juice, the texture of the skull can still be seen.

And somehow.

This head is inexplicably familiar and close.

It's like they've known each other since childhood.

Suddenly.

Huang Taiji thought of a certain possibility, his body couldn't help shaking, and tears welled up in his eyes.

I wanted to say something, but my throat lost my voice due to being too excited.

The head wine vessel fell to the ground.

Huang Taiji's right arm was half lying on the table, not completely slumped on the ground.

This will be lost in voice.

First, bits and pieces of the relationship with Erbeile Amin emerged in his mind.

I burst into tears.

Followed by.

Belonging to Khan's instinct awakening.

In an instant.

Cold sweat broke out all over his body.

The robe was quickly wet.

This skull gold.

It was definitely not sent by the Jurchen tribe or the Mengyuan tribe.

Only the Ming army.

but.

How did the Ming army break through the heavy vigilance and send this thing here.

That if.

The gift was not a wine vessel made of Amin's head, but a firearm made of gunpowder...

That result.

Huang Taiji didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

"Come on!"

Huang Taiji's throat didn't fully recover, and under his loud shout, he made a shrill sound like a duck's squawking.

heard.

A team of personal guards lifted the curtain and rushed into the main tent.

"Khan!"

The commander of the personal guards looked around, but found nothing unusual, he helped Huang Taiji up in confusion, and said respectfully.

All the guards were also puzzled. When Khan entered the tent, there was nothing there. After entering the tent for a while, it changed so much?

"Where are the personal guards on duty last night and patrol camp?"

Huang Taiji reluctantly stood up and said sharply.

Belonging to Khan's paranoia.

gradually revealed.

"Back to Khan. At night, there are four personal guards in the main tent. Each post changes every quarter of an hour. There are a total of 96 personal guards. At this time, it is time to return to the tent and rest!"

The commander of the personal guards reported: "At night, the battalion patrol consists of a Shichang, a corporal and eight patrolling soldiers. They also change every quarter of an hour. There are a total of 240 people. At this time, they should be preparing for battle in the school grounds!"

The chief account guard.

It was to protect the Khan.

But it was Khan's last barrier.

unless.

The enemy army can break through numerous obstacles and hit the center of the Chinese army's camp. The rest of the time, it is very easy.

The more frequent the shift, the easier the work.

is the only one until now.

I can still snore and sleep in the tent.

The same reason.

Those who patrol the Chinese army's camp have higher requirements for the sergeants, but they basically have nothing to do. They walk around in circles, and when the time comes, they go back to their tents and rest.

then.

Go to the school grounds to prepare for the game as usual in the morning.

"Kill them all!"

Huang Taiji said indifferently.

Although knowing these personal guards and battalions, it is impossible to have a big problem.

but now.

The war with the Ming army was about to break out. As a Khan, there should be no threat to his life around him.

Even if it kills innocent people.

Do whatever it takes!

"Follow the Khan's order!"

The commander of the personal guards did not hesitate, and directly took the order, turned around and led the team to arrest and kill people according to the plan.

The Jurchen army, which was already shrouded in gloom, became more nervous after witnessing that their heads were still beheaded by the commander of the personal guards despite the fact that Pao Ze had no strength to beg for mercy.

Morale.

falling.

military spirit.

shaking.

The general and school of the advance army of the Mongolian Yuan nationality who heard the news excitedly brought people to watch.

even.

When the last batch of patrol camps were killed, they took the initiative to ask for help.

After obtaining the consent of the personal guard commander.

The general of the advance army took over the bloody butcher's knife, and fiercely chopped off the head of the frightened and desperate Jurchen.

The warm blood rose high, splashed on the ground, and splashed on the nearby Jurchen soldiers.

The Jurchen soldiers, who were stained with the blood on their robes, backed away again and again in fright, and even fell to the ground.

The general of the advance army of the Meng Yuan nationality laughed wantonly, and then threw down the butcher knife and swaggered away.

along the way.

It caused countless Jurchen soldiers to glare.

In this regard.

Not only did the generals of the Mongolian Yuan nationality not care, but they also laughed at the Jurchen sergeants.

Ordered by the Great Khan to help the Jurchen royal family resist the Ming army, what happened to killing a few Jurchens?

Not to mention killing the damned Jurchen people, so what if they killed the Jurchen civilians?

Jurchen Royal Court and Huang Taiji, dare to move?

"Khan, there were a total of 330 six people who were on guard and patrolling the camp last night, all of them have been executed!"

The commander of the personal guard returned to the main account and reported respectfully.

work.

Especially working for Shangguan.

After doing it.

Be as expressive as possible.

"well done!"

Huang Taiji boasted casually, and asked puzzled and dissatisfied: "Just now, why was it so noisy outside? There seems to be laughter from the Mengyuan people?"

kill.

Certainly not outside the main account.

And it's far away from the main account.

It stands to reason that no sound can be heard.

But the humming just now made him extremely irritable.

especially.

He was even more annoyed when he heard laughter that was different from that of the Jurchen people.

"Back to Khan, the generals of the Mongolian Yuan clan heard that our clan punished criminals, so they came here to observe and learn from them. Before leaving, they were still exchanging ideas with our sergeants. The atmosphere was more lively!"

The commander of the personal guard said respectfully.

It's true.

Not entirely true.

Nine are true and one is false, it is difficult for gods to distinguish.

"That's right!"

Huang Taiji nodded, and said with satisfaction: "The Mengyuan people are allies of our family. If you have something to learn from our family, you must be as satisfied as possible, achieve it, and do a good job!"

"Thank you Khan for the compliment!"

The commander of the personal guards, Daji, bowed his head to thank him, but when he lowered his head, there was a strange light in his eyes...