Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Le Zhengming walked around the field holding Chilhan’s head.
Zhuang Li sensed the system’s emotional changes and asked sharply, “Are you upset? Is this Mongolian important to you?”
“No, no, no, no!” 7480 stammered in denial.
“You are nervous. You must know him. How is he related to the Child of Destiny?” Zhuang Li continued to probe.
“I’m not nervous at all.” 7480 wanted to raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, but he found that his short and fat hands were still recovering and he couldn’t move at all. He could only hide in the corner, sweating profusely.
Zhuang Li sneered softly: “Forget it, I won’t ask anymore, he’s just a dead man, it won’t have any impact on my plan.”
7480 suppressed his fear and asked, “Master, what is your plan?”
“It’s okay to tell you. My plan is to conquer Jin State and then unify the entire Central Plains.” Zhuang Li said casually, “No matter who the child of destiny is arranged by the Lord God, I will flatten the road he wants to take.”
This meant that he wanted to leave the Child of Destiny with no way out, and he had already done it. Thinking of this, 7480 almost cried out loud.
It really wanted to cling to the host’s thigh and beg him to stop making trouble, and also wanted to simply give up resistance and treat the host as the real master. Who cared if the small world collapsed or not? It really had enough!
But it couldn’t. The moment it was created, the Lord God had stamped absolute submission into its core program, and it was impossible for it to go against the Lord God’s will.
Hearing the system’s extremely suppressed sobs, Zhuang Li closed his eyes and smiled comfortably.
His mental power was no match for the Lord God, so he could not format 7480. He was also afraid that after formatting, he would not be able to simulate the Lord God’s mental power and start the time travel program. If he could not travel, what should his lover do? Who would protect him when he was in trouble?
Considering the above points, Zhuang Li kept 7480 until now.
Of course, the process of taming 7480 was also very interesting and always brought him a different kind of happiness.
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Le Zhengming descended from the sky and killed Chilhan. The Jin monarch was overjoyed and gave him a lot of gold and silver treasures, and shamelessly begged him to continue to help recover other lost territories.
Le Zhengming pretended to be angry and refused, so the monarch of Jin secretly bribed his subordinates with a large amount of treasures and asked these people to go and persuade together.
After half a month of persuasion, Le Zhengming finally agreed reluctantly, and asked for the remaining alien tribes, of which only 350,000 people were left, to come with him to wage war.
These 350,000 troops had already been convinced by Le Zhengming and were naturally happy to follow him.
When he left Wei, Le Zhengming had only 150,000 private soldiers, but now, his army had as many as 500,000, enough to flatten a small country.
Chilhan was the next Khan chosen by the old Khan and his only biological son. After Chilhan’s death, his cousins and uncles all set their sights on the future Khan’s position and were eager to return to the country to compete for the throne, with no intention of continuing the war.
As a result, Le Zhengming’s 500,000-man army easily recaptured Jizhou, Bingzhou and other places. His generals were brave and good at fighting, and they were also good at strategy, so they were unstoppable.
The once-mighty Mongolian cavalry were chased and beaten by them, and the armies of other countries were like chickens and dogs when they encountered them and were unable to withstand a single blow.
By this time, Le Zhengming’s private army had expanded to 800,000, all of whom were foreigners who had rebelled and escaped from the Mongolian army or Han people who had suffered greatly from it.
Whenever the Mongolian army captured a piece of land, they would wantonly massacre the people there. Then they would oppress the surviving foreign women as slaves and use the foreign men as cannon fodder in the frontal wars, pushing them to death.
It was precisely because of the atrocities of the Mongolian cavalry that Le Zhengming had the opportunity to recapture these people.
After stationing a million troops there, Le Zhengming refused to leave Bingzhou.
The Jin monarch begged for mercy but it was of no use, he could only hold his nose and endure this Bodhisattva.
….
“We let the tiger return to the mountain.” The Ninth Prince, who received this intelligence, rubbed his temple and murmured, but there was no anger on his face.
Zhuang Xu, who had proposed this plan, lowered his head, feeling quite embarrassed.
Fortunately, the blast furnace and windmill he had requested the Ninth Prince to build had already reached a considerable scale, coal and iron ores were being mined continuously, and a large number of earth-shattering weapons and artillery shells had been produced. After being distributed to the army for trial use, the effect was surprisingly good, which consolidated his position and prestige.
Otherwise, when the news came that Zhuang Li helped Le Zhengming gain a foothold in Bingzhou and Jizhou, the Ninth Prince would definitely not give him a good look.
“What do you think? How about we use Le Zhengming’s sword to sharpen our knives? I want to see what kind of casualties those firearms will cause when used on the battlefield. If the shells are fired into Le Zhengming’s camp, will he think it is thunder from the sky?” The Ninth Prince looked at Zhuang Xu with interest.
The image of Zhuang Li’s arrogant face, stained with blood and shattered into pieces by the gunfire, involuntarily appeared in Zhuang Xu’s mind.
Fascinated by this idea, he suppressed the slight itch that suddenly rose in his throat, and said slowly: “Of course. Didn’t the monarch of Jin send us a letter asking for help, hoping that we can drive Le Zhengming away? We can lead the army to attack him on the grounds that Le Zhengming disobeyed the imperial edict, colluded with foreign races, and betrayed his country.”
“How many troops are appropriate?” The Ninth Prince took out the map and looked at it carefully.
“We will send 300,000 troops and ask Jin to send another 300,000 troops. We can also bring all the guns, cannons, and fireballs in the warehouse. That should be enough.”
“Good. This battle will surely establish the great reputation of our Wei State!” The Ninth Prince clapped his hands and laughed.
Zhuang Xu also smiled and said, “In the future, we can still conquer Jin State and occupy Bingzhou. There are a lot of iron and coal mines there, which can be used to make more firearms.”
The Ninth Prince shook his head and sighed: “Le Zhengming occupied such a Feng Shui treasure land, but he doesn’t know how to use it. What a waste.”
“However,” he turned to look at Zhuang Xu and admired him sincerely, “If it weren’t for Muyun’s extraordinary wisdom, who could have created the firearms? Others would never have thought that such a terrifying weapon existed in the world. Muyun has made great contributions. If I unify the Central Plains in the future, I will definitely appoint Muyun as the national teacher who will share the world with me.”
“Your Highness, you are too kind. It is my honor to serve you.” Zhuang Xu immediately bowed and saluted, not daring to be complacent in the slightest.
However, when he thought of the scene where Zhuang Li was blown to pieces by artillery fire, he couldn’t help but smile.
As he was sure of victory, the Ninth Prince decided to lead the battle himself.
Zhuang Ran was guarding the rear for them and did not follow the army. When saying goodbye, he gently patted his son’s shoulder and said in a calm tone, “This time you must bring back Zhuang Li’s body. The golden nanmu coffin is prepared for Zhuang Li. You have someone transport it carefully and don’t let them break it.”
Zhuang Xu looked in the direction his father pointed and saw a golden nanmu coffin tied to a carriage with thick hemp ropes.
The Ninth Prince pointed at the coffin and laughed: “Duke Zhuang, you are thoughtful to prepare such a precious coffin for your son. Wait, we will definitely bring back your son who you are worried about!”
Zhuang Xu bowed to bid farewell to his father, then got ready to set off.
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