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Chapter 217: Playing in the dark? Da Ming will accompany you to the end!

Jinling City.

British government.

"You mean, when Lan Yu and Mao Xiang attacked, there were several tribes that killed more than the Jin Yiwei could investigate?"

Xiao Han looked at Zhu Biao in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, Lan Yu and Mao Xiang fought all the way before withdrawing from the encirclement."

Zhu Biao said to Xiao Han.

"how could be?"

"How did they hide from Jin Yiwei's eyes?"

"impossible."

"They must not be from those tribes. If what I expected is correct, they were sent by Wang Baobao to cause trouble."

Xiao Han snorted.

"what?"

"Are you sure about this?"

Zhu Biao was slightly startled.

"pretty close."

"If the Jin Yiwei is investigating a large force like Meng Yuan, there is a high possibility of omissions, but if it is investigating a small tribe like the Savage Jurchens, it is almost impossible to make mistakes."

"Then there must be external forces. Goryeo is currently suffering from internal and external troubles. It does not have the strength to challenge Ming Dynasty with this level of combat power."

"Only Meng Yuan, who has regained some strength during the period of peace, can do this."

Xiao Han said coldly.

"Then should we go directly to Wang Baobao to settle the score?"

Zhu Biao couldn't help but said angrily.

"If you go to Wang Baobao, he won't admit it. The end result will be that we and Wang Baobao go to war."

"Are you ready to go to war with Wang Baobao now?"

Xiao Han asked Zhu Biao.

"this…"

"Are we just going to do nothing?"

Zhu Biao gritted his teeth and said.

"Of course not."

"We, the Ming Dynasty, can't just live with this dumb loss."

"We have to make Wang Baobao vomit out what he ate!"

Xiao Han snorted.

"Then what do we do?"

"I knew you had something to do."

Zhu Biao looked at Xiao Han and rubbed his hands.

"Humph!"

"Since they are pretending to be Jurchen savages, let us pretend too."

"Let Lan Yu and Mao Xiang keep a reserve team during the next encirclement and suppression, ready to counter-ambush at any time."

"Then, they separated out some clothes of the Jurchen savages on the ships of the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers, and rushed into the Mongolian Yuan territory to rob them under the pretext that they were fleeing."

"Wang Baobao, doesn't he like to play in the dark?"

"Then let's play too and see who can beat whom!"

"Didn't it mean that Alibu's descendants, Ye Sudie'er, have already coveted the current Canyuan royal family?"

"Then let's help Yesudie'er. Wang Baobao can make the wild Jurchens create powerful troops out of thin air. So isn't it reasonable for some artillery and armor to grow in the Yesudier grassland?"

Xiao Hanlian smiled and explained his plan.

"puff!"

"There are artillery growing in the grassland, and it's really yours."

Zhu Biao was amused by Xiao Han.

"It's not over yet."

"In addition to Yesu Die'er, there are actually many tribes who are not convinced by the Canyuan royal family."

"Especially after the previous setbacks, Can Yuan's prestige among the grassland tribes is not much left."

"If Wang Baobao and Emperor Xuanguang didn't still have a lot of troops, these people would have declared independence long ago."

"We, the Ming Dynasty, can also help them. After all, it's fair and just. We can't just let the Sudie'er family have artillery in their grassland, right?"

"Of course, this artillery will not grow in vain. You can only grow it by filling it with cattle, sheep and horses."

Xiao Han added with a smile.

Doing business with Yesudier is a hindrance to Can Yuan, but Yesudier is not given in vain.

Xiao Han was not prepared to let Ye Sudie'er become bigger with the help of the Ming Dynasty and unify the grassland in turn.

Naturally, it is also necessary to cultivate some powerful princes from all sides on the grassland.

"Then if they have weapons, won't there be resistance in the future when we completely harvest the residual energy?"

Zhu Biao hesitated.

"If we don't do this, they will surrender where they are."

"Don't worry, we only sell old models of artillery, and keep the latest models for your own use, unless, when our Ming Dynasty Explosives comes out, the current version will also be eliminated."

"Besides, even if we can defeat Can Yuan, it would be difficult to control Mobei normally, wouldn't it?"

"If we want to truly control Mobei, we still have to persist in our economic offensive."

"First let Canyuan continue to decline, then expand the mutual market and open it to their homes. In the end, it will be like our integration of Wuliangha."

"Let the people of Mobei become dependent on our markets, and finally successfully build these markets into cities, and cooperate with our grassland privatization strategy to complete our rule of Mobei."

"In this process, if Can Yuan attacks us, then we will fight. If not, we will continue to cut our flesh slowly with a knife."

"Until the residual influence is completely wiped out."

"I have always believed that launching a war is a barbaric attack on the other party's military and political power. Only by completely integrating them into our Ming Dynasty's production system can we achieve true rule."

"This is also the reason why since ancient times, even those as powerful as the powerful Han Dynasty in the prosperous Tang Dynasty have found it difficult to truly rule the grasslands."

"Because the land in Mobei is not suitable for farming, it is difficult to integrate their nomadic people into the production system of the Central Plains farming dynasty."

Xiao Han touched his chin and said.

"Then...why do you think you have a chance to do it, Daming?"

Zhu Biao said with some doubts.

"It's very simple."

"Because our Ming Dynasty has industrial development and a production line production model." "And these can also be placed on the grasslands to realize industrial production jointly carried out by Mongolia and Han, but the strong Han Dynasty did not have these."

Xiao Han said to Zhu Biao.

"So, God bless the Ming Dynasty!"

"At this point in history, it has been said from time to time that our Ming Dynasty has reached a stage just like when Emperor Qin unified the world, giving our Ming Dynasty the opportunity to expand its borders thousands of miles away."

"My father, Emperor Taizu, restored the territory of the Han family, and I, Emperor Taizong, swept across thousands of miles and wastelands."

Zhu Biao's eyes shone.

"Cough cough!"

"If it's done well."

"There is a chance."

"But the premise is that it is done well."

"After all, it's not that easy to seize the opportunity and stand up in Fengkou Guifengkou."

Xiao Han coughed twice.

This kid Zhu Biao really dared to think, he almost shouted the words "I want to be the Ming Shihuang of the entire Eurasian continent".

"Yeah."

"This matter is still too far away, and the road must be taken step by step."

"But I, Daming, will definitely be able to reach the other side."

Zhu Biao said firmly.

"Oh?"

"How can you be so confident?"

Xiao Han asked curiously.

"Because of the Ming Dynasty, there is Xiao Fengxue!"

The corners of Zhu Biao's mouth curled up.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"I...how can I be that powerful?"

Xiao Han almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"Of course you do."

"It's because of your existence."

"So Canyuan has been walking on thin ice along the way. Wang Baobao tried his best to prevent Canyuan Power from declining step by step."

"And because of you Xiao Fengxue, our Ming Dynasty has gone from defeating Chen Youliang, to driving Meng Yuan into Helin from the north, and then to Xia Liang Duan during the Ming Dynasty. Now we are suppressing the enemies from the north and controlling the overall situation from the south. It can be said that it is a great road!"

Zhu Biao grabbed Xiao Han's hand, making Xiao Han's skin crawl.

"This is all thanks to the encouragement of all of you, especially my father's good leadership."

"How can it be attributed to me alone?"

Xiao Han withdrew his hand without leaving a trace.

Lancang Kingdom.

Royal mausoleum.

The new king of Lancang, Mo Sentai, looked solemn and guarded in front of the tomb of King Faang.

At this time, more than two months had passed since Mo Sentai hid here to prevent the violent riots.

There is not much time left before the three months of filial piety that Mo Sentai originally set.

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

Lorenson walked in carrying lunch.

Since returning from his mission to the Ming Dynasty, he was robbed and killed several times along the way. Lorenson simply entered the royal mausoleum together in the name of taking care of Mo Sentai.

"Um…"

"Your Majesty, are you... not worried at all?"

"What will we do after we get out?"

Lorenson asked as he looked at Mo Sentai who was enjoying his meal.

The current Lancang Kingdom is in a mess. Outside, the Ming Dynasty intervened strongly, a large number of merchants poured in, and all the kings were in the Lancang Kingdom.

Inside, the powerful powers from all sides have weapons in their hands, and they rely entirely on the existence of the Ming Dynasty, the suzerain country, to suppress it.

The Lancang royal family is like a puppet.

"What can I do if I'm worried?"

"Can the situation get better if I don't eat?"

"Or do we have to pretend to be anxious to make the Buddha feel that we really want to work hard to solve the Lancang problem?"

"how is this possible?"

"Buddha is not a slave. They are too lazy to take care of such nonsense. Whoever gives them incense is a good believer."

"Since no one cares about your anxiety, why should you do this?"

"Is it fun to torment yourself?"

"I am not an ascetic."

Mo Sentai laughed and observed his mourning for three months. Not only did he not lose weight, but he ate well and drank well, and his face was glowing.

"Then...what will we do after we get out?"

Lorenson opened his mouth.

"The reason why those powerful men dared to commit crimes before was because they had weapons in their hands."

"The reason why we are being honest now is because the Ming Dynasty's army is strongly stationed, and they have more and stronger weapons."

"The Ming Dynasty protected our royal family, but our royal family cannot always rely on the Ming Dynasty for protection."

"After we get out, we will use the money in the treasury to buy artillery from Ming Dynasty to make our Buddhist soldiers stronger."

"Buddha has a good nature and will not help us go into battle to kill the enemy, but artillery can."

"As long as we become stronger, we can have more say than those powerful people. By then, under the Ming Dynasty, I will still be the real emperor of Lancang!"

Mo Sentai raised his head, his eyes twinkling.

His tears had dried up on the day King Faang died. From then on, even if the road ahead was full of thorns, they could not stop him.

"Your Majesty, shall we go with Daming in the future..."

Lorenson gestured at his neck.

"Lorenson, remember, after you get out, never say such words again, otherwise, you will really die."

"When the time is right, I will judge, but now, it is definitely not suitable. The Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guards are very capable. If they find out, I will not be able to protect you."

Mo Sentai said coldly.

(End of this chapter)