At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 571

Most of the buildings in Tabriz City are mainly made of wood, and the fire takes advantage of the wind to burn bigger and bigger.

After Ankelu rescued General Emir, seeing that the fire was unstoppable, he had to evacuate quickly.

The camp Belin chose was upwind. Looking at the fire in front of her, she couldn't help sighing: "I can live in peace, and everyone can cooperate and make a fortune together. Wouldn't it be beautiful? Why bother if you have to kill yourself?"

On the other hand, Zhang Mao looked confused. You blew up his hometown, causing countless casualties, and you are still talking sarcasticly here?

Will your conscience hurt?

"Brother Zhang!"

"Hey, hey!"

Zhang Mao hurried forward and said, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know how long this fire will last. Your men and horses are on standby at any time. Once the fire is extinguished, enter the city immediately!"

"Entering the city..."

Zhang Mao asked doubtfully, "Is this still necessary? After this fire burns out, there will probably be nothing left in the city!"

These words are not false, because the explosion is too ruthless!

A cluster bomb contained fifty conventional bombs the size of a fist. When it fell from the sky, it was like a goddess scattering flowers.

There were five rounds of bombing back and forth, covering almost the entire city.

The only thing Aries can do is to watch countless bombs fall from the sky, and then... there is no more.

Even if early warning can be obtained, no effective preventive measures can be found.

This air strike was a completely devastating blow to Tabriz City. It is estimated that there are not many people left alive. Is it necessary to enter the city?

Belin said: "We are only responsible for attacking the enemy's vital force, and your task is not only to take over the city, but more importantly, to restore people's livelihood and gather people's hearts."

Zhang Mao looked at the soaring flames, hesitated, and said, "This, this... can it be recovered?"

"Brother Zhang!"

"Ok?"

Belin smiled lightly and said, "The emperor values ​​people's livelihood very much, do you know what to do?"

Zhang Mao sighed and said helplessly, "I understand, take over the city defense and restore people's livelihood!"

While the two were talking, Ankelu's troops had already withdrawn from the city and came to the camp.

Alejandro had been waiting for a long time, and immediately led Ankelu and Emil to Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao went up to meet him and asked, "How is it? Has anyone been rescued?"

Amir walked out of the team and said, "Thank you, General, for your rescue!"

Zhang Mao laughed and said, "You are that Ai, what's the matter with Ai?"

Alejandro reminded in a low voice, "It's General Amir."

"Oh, yes, General Emil, I heard that you are the supreme military commander of the Aries Kingdom."

Amir lowered his head and said, "I'm ashamed to say that, my position has been removed, and I'm just a prisoner now."

Zhang Mao asked rhetorically, "Who is the highest military commander in Aries now?"

"It is the Baron Alwande just appointed by His Majesty the King."

"Really?"

Zhang Mao asked again: "Where is this person?"

"he is……"

Emil turned around, looked at the fire in the distance, and was stunned for a while.

Zhang Mao continued: "Let me ask again, where is your king?"

General Amir still didn't speak, just staring blankly in the direction of Tabriz City.

"Don't you understand? The white sheep is gone, the king is gone, that shitty baron is gone!"

When Emil heard these words, it was as if all the strength in his body had been drained, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Although he was very dissatisfied with the king's actions, it would be difficult to accept the sudden drastic changes in the Aries Kingdom.

"It's gone, it's gone, we... what should we do?"

Belin stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, the contract you signed with the emperor in Tehran is still valid. From now on, you are the supreme commander of Tabriz City."

Alejandro conveyed the original words, and Emil raised his head and said blankly, "What did you say?"

Bellin took out a brocade silk from her bosom and said, "This is the imperial decree of the emperor. The Aries Kingdom will no longer exist, and the original land will be divided into five new administrative divisions. You are the first Aries The commander of the guards is stationed in the city of Tabriz."

After listening to it, the emir said after a long time, "It seems that His Majesty the Emperor has already considered it."

Beilen handed over the brocade: "Commander Emil, please accept the order!"

After translating, Alejandro introduced the rules of Ming Dynasty by the way. The imperial decree represents the emperor's visit in person, and he needs to kneel down and salute, and so on.

The emir was greatly shocked, and hurriedly knelt down to accept the order.

Belin handed over the imperial decree and said: "Now that we are the same people of Ming Dynasty, we should work together and work together. The Timur Khanate is ready to go, and the war can start at any time. You must fight in the fastest time. Appease the hearts of the people, summon the old ministry, and prepare to fight Timur!"

Emil looked distressed, why did he still fight...

Seeing this, Belin continued: "You can rest assured that I, Da Ming, have always treated Aries equally, and I will never treat Aries people as cannon fodder like Timur did. Let me put it bluntly, no matter Aries Whether or not people participate in the battle will not affect the trend of the battle."

"However, the emperor's gift also varies from person to person. If you are sincere, you will naturally be successful and famous, and you will be rich and prosperous for generations. But if you are half-hearted and half-hearted, you will be able to destroy you as much as you want!"

These words were both kind and powerful, and the emir bowed his head and said: "I, Khayyam Emil, swear hereby that I will be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty forever. In the face of a powerful enemy, I will not be afraid or afraid, and I will never turn back. I would rather die than surrender!"

Belin didn't understand the rules here, but it looked like that, so she said: "I will forward your oath to the emperor, and I will leave it to you here."

The emir saluted and said, "Follow the will!"

Belin waved her hand behind her: "Malanche!"

Ma Lanqi stepped forward: "Yes!"

"The emperor said that the city of Tabriz needs an instructor, and I recommend you."

"Thank you for your cooperation!"

Ma Lanqi was immediately excited. He was just an ordinary civilian in Tehran. To be precise, he was called a pariah by others. He never thought that one day he could become a high-ranking official.

Of course, officials in Daming are different from those in other places. They don't only want to be domineering and oppress the people, but they really want to make decisions for the people and make some achievements.

Belin said to Emil: "Malanqi stays to assist you, and is mainly responsible for promoting enlightenment and popularizing sinology."

Naturally, Emil would not refuse, but there was a slight disdain on his face.

In his eyes, only being able to fight is considered a skill. Is it necessary to educate him?

Seeing this, Belin said: "Whether it's white sheep, black sheep, Timur, Ottoman, or the former Eastern Rome, no matter who is the ruler, the people have no sense of identity, and it has been falling apart for hundreds of years. state, do you know why?"

The emir looked a little frustrated, and replied: "The people have been fighting all the year round, and the people have already suffered terribly."

Belin continued: "What you're talking about is just one aspect, but why are there constant wars all year round? Why do people still have no sense of belonging under a relatively stable rule? Have you ever thought about it?"

"This... I never thought about it..."

"I'll tell you!"

Bellin looked terrified, and said: "This is the meaning of enlightenment. Only when the books are on the same track and the cars are on the same track can we be united and united as one."

Amir was puzzled and asked, "Why can we unite if we write the same language and use the same distance between the tracks?"

Beilin explained: "Books are written in the same language, cars are in the same track, which is the unity of social order and culture. There is a saying in "University" that a gentleman should be based on the foundation, and Dao will be born from the foundation. Filial piety is also the foundation of benevolence. Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. The scriptures are in the heart, and the gods are self-satisfied, so the cars are on the same track, the books are in the same language, and those who can travel thousands of miles without getting stuck, it is said that they have the same language and the same voice."

Alejandro felt that he was under a lot of pressure, so he had no choice but to say truthfully: "Bachelor Bei, you... you should stop for a while, I don't understand, I can't translate..."

At this time, Ma Lanqi stepped forward and translated the general meaning of these words.

Ancient Chinese is so extensive and profound that it is impossible to translate it intact. However, the most important thing in translation is the artistic conception. It does not need to be translated word by word, as long as the content is clearly expressed.

Emil finally understood, but not completely.

Ma Lanqi also described these allusions and their sources in detail. "Cars on the same track, books on the same text" is an important concept in ancient Chinese Confucianism to maintain social order and promote cultural exchanges and inheritance through unified rules and systems. The idea that was first taught by the Academy of Sciences when it was preaching enlightenment in Tehran.

The more Emil listened, the more he felt that the truth was unfathomable, and he could definitely comprehend it overnight.

Thinking about it carefully, it is not unreasonable for Daming to be so powerful.

However, looking at Ma Lanqi in front of him, he still had one question.

"Are you from the Hussein family in Tehran?"

Ma Lanqi shook his head, but did not speak.

"That's... from the Mirza family?"

Ma Lanqi still shook his head, but still did not speak.

Amir wondered: "It's strange, are there any nobles in Tehran?"

"Your Excellency, I am not a nobleman."

"What are you talking about, not a nobleman?"

"Yes, I'm just a very ordinary commoner, and I'm even a pariah in the mouth of those nobles."

"Then how are you qualified to study culture, and even understand Sinology?"

After hearing this, Ma Lanqi was not annoyed, but explained: "In Tehran, there has long been no distinction between nobles and commoners."

"You mean, civilians can also read and write?"

"Yes!"

Ma Lanqi nodded, and continued: "Besides, I really started to read and write. It's only been two months, and a lot of knowledge is new to me. I hope His Excellency Emir will give you some advice."

The old Emil blushed, waved his hands and said: "Don't talk about this, we will work together in the future, and the education will depend entirely on you!"

Ma Lanqi clasped his fists and saluted: "I will repay the emperor's favor, and I will follow the example of the common people, and encourage you together!"

After Beilin explained everything, she left Zhang Mao's men behind and set off back to Tehran with 200 people.

The Timur Khanate is already mobilizing troops, and it seems that it is not going to give up the Western Regions.

The decisive battle is coming. Before that, winning the Black Sheep and the White Sheep one after another will not only weaken Timur's strength, but more importantly, it can effectively break the geographical disadvantages in Central Asia.

Otherwise, Timur, Black Sheep, White Sheep, and some small tribal regimes around them can form an all-round siege on Tehran, and even cut off the road from Tehran to Constantinople.

The situation is different now. The two largest regimes, the Black Sheep and the White Sheep, have been taken down, and the other tribes who are on the sidelines do not dare to act rashly. Only the Timur Khanate is left as an enemy.

Zhu Qizhen is very satisfied with Beilin's record. Science and technology are primary productive forces, which is an eternal truth.

Whether it is the raid on Constantinople, or the black sheep and white sheep behind, all are difficult bones.

If you rely on heavy firepower to push the past, although there is still a high chance of winning, it will consume huge manpower and material resources, as well as a time cost that cannot be measured by financial resources.

War is all about consumption and supplies. Every shell fired from the front line and every catty of grain distributed to soldiers needs a strong national power to support it.

The air attack of the Academy of Sciences has matured day by day. No matter how tough the city is, how thick the city wall is, and how many garrisons you have, how can you defend against it in the sky?
Just drop the bomb in your face, and the fight is over.

This way of fighting not only saves time and effort, but also minimizes casualties. After all, those low-level soldiers and most civilians are innocent.

If there is a choice, no one wants to go to the battlefield.

"The situation is already clear, and now I, Daming, are encircling Timur!"

On the map, the Timur Khanate occupies the entire Western Regions and half of India, but Hami and Uszang lie in the east, Ceylon Island in the south, Ottoman and Tehran in the west, and the Qihe region in the north has been destroyed. Occupation, looking around, all around is the territory of Ming Dynasty.

Belin said: "Your Majesty, I think air strikes are more efficient. This battle..."

"No!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand to stop it, and said, "Aerial strikes are indeed very efficient, but now is not the time."

"The emperor means..."

"The premise of an air strike is to occupy most of the land, wipe out the enemy's vital forces, and then concentrate on dealing with an isolated city. Look at Herat, the main city of the Timur Khanate, which is more than 1000 miles away from Tehran. If you take someone to run there , aren’t you courting death?”

Beilen said with a sneer: "I mean to raid the enemy's nearest city. Helat City has not been considered yet."

"That's not to mention, the Academy of Sciences is now my secret weapon, and I can't show it easily. Once I make a move, I must control the opponent to death."

Zhu Qizhen stared at the map, and continued: "I am going to mobilize six armies to attack Timur. The biggest problem now is the lag in communication and the lack of timely delivery of orders."

Belin thought for a while, and said: "It's all thanks to the emperor's literary and martial arts. Now that the territory of Ming Dynasty spans the world, it's normal that communication can't keep up."

Zhu Qizhen turned his head and said: "The Academy of Sciences has to work hard, don't think about fighting all day long, the real thing is to get radio communication out as soon as possible."

Bellin had no choice but to say: "Follow the Holy Will!"

(End of this chapter)