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Four hundred and ninetieth eight chapters insatiable greed

Wen Tianxiang was confused by Han Zhenhan's words. Whether Wen Tianxiang wanted to fight, how could this upright man not want to sacrifice his life for the country?

"It is OK to attack Yingtian Mansion, but you can't attack in the name of the Song Dynasty... This is the bottom line..."

"Of course, you don't need to fight in the name of the Song Dynasty... The local Han people are dissatisfied with the tyranny uprising. Even if you are asking the bottom line, it has nothing to do with you in the Song Dynasty. After all, only you and Wanyun are considered to be from the Song Dynasty in my team."

Wen Tianxiang thought this way, it was really true. The people brought by Taoist Master Zhang all spoke in a northern accent, and the people brought by Han Zhenhan were all Kunlun slaves, and he himself was the prince of Dali, and he really had little to do with the Song Dynasty.

"Tell me how you want to fight..."

Wen Tianxiang pondered for a moment and then made up his mind. The heart of serving the country in his heart was already ready to move, not to mention that Han Zhenhan fanned the air and ignited the fire. Just as Wen Tianxiang finished speaking, Han Zhenhan squatted down, picked up a small wooden stick beside him and started drawing it on the ground.

"This is Yingtian Mansion, and there are internal men in the city... We have just arrived today. Logically, we shouldn't have taken action today, but time is out. According to the information, Yingtian Mansion originally had 50,000 defenders, but more than 40,000 people were transferred to encircle and suppress Li Yan. Most of the people left in the city were the elderly, the weak, the sick and disabled. The most difficult thing to deal with in front of us is actually the high-walled city of Yingtian Mansion. We have the hope of rushing into the city directly if we open the city gate. It is more cost-effective for us to fight street battles..."

"We only have more than 10,000 people, and fighting street battles will inevitably cause huge consumption, and there are also many fish that miss the net. Didn't you capture Yingtian Mansion to surround Wei and save Zhao? If the Mongolian army responded to Tianfu before we occupied Yingtian Mansion, we would be even more passive."

Han Zhenhan and Zhang Sanfeng looked at each other and just smiled because they were sure. The things that rely on the East were of course the Brotherhood’s "flock of bees" crossbows. In this era of cold weapons, if there is anything else that is a short-range group weapon in street fighting, only the wheel-type crossbow improved by Staff Wang.

Seeing Han Zhenhan full of confidence, Wen Tianxiang couldn't say anything, but he was still worried. Although the people brought by Taoist Master Zhang were indeed very energetic, I just don't know if they could still be so energetic when fighting.

Just as the three of them decided to belong to the entire Yingtian Mansion together, what Han Zhenhan didn't know was that the hurricane flapping out of his little butterfly's wings caused events that appeared in the original history to be either advanced or huge deviations.

Because Han Zhenhan provided a large amount of more advanced equipment for Alibuge, Kublai Khan was once at a disadvantage in the battlefield in the northern part of the Mongolian Empire. In order to devote himself to the civil war in the north, Kublai Khan directly appointed the younger Shi Zetian as the right prime minister of the Central Du of the Mongolian Empire, responsible for all the affairs south of the Central Du. For a time, Shi Zetian's power over half of the Mongolian Empire.

At this moment, Shi Zetian was moving highway near Mount Tai where Li Yan's troops were located with 100,000 troops north of Yingtian Prefecture.

It was warm at noon and the sky was in the sky. The road outside the south gate of Yingtian Mansion was still covered with snow the day before yesterday. Some road surfaces had been stomped by passing pedestrians and horses. Shunzi grabbed the reins with one hand and walked slowly in front of the team. Behind him was a caravan composed of dozens of vehicles. The caravan followed the guards, and the guards carried swords and axes without any concealment.

A group of Taoist priests dressed in the north gate of the city were also entering the city. In 1960, Kublai Khan abolished Taoism, which he had been respected since Genghis Khan, and he should have respected Buddhism and abandoned Taoism. He respected Buddhist monks as national teachers. More and more Taoist priests walked south from Zhongdu. After losing the status of the national religion, many smart people began to stay away from their original paradise early. Therefore, it was not uncommon for hundreds of Taoist priests to appear.

Han Zhenhan brought people to the north gate, but Han Zhenhan rode a tall horse with red and green body. A group of people behind him were playing and beating along the way. The big sedan chair was booming. But the matchmaker and the maid accompanying him were really ugly. Everyone's face was very festive.

Today, in Yingtian Prefecture, a good-business tea stall appeared at each city gate. Han Zhenhan and his people walked to the front of the city gate. Of course, the guards at the city gate were Han soldiers. The population of Mongolians has only a population of tens of millions. Moreover, after entering the Central Plains, those Mongolians who were originally lacking in entertainment and life were almost assimilated quickly after entering a higher civilization like the Han people. Of course, it is difficult for people to discipline themselves, but it is very easy to learn bad things.

Of course, the work of the wind and sun is done by the Han people. Even if there is some oil at the gate of the city, the privileged Mongolian men are certainly not looking down on the little "hard" money, and the guards of the wind and sun are of course not learning anything good.

When I saw such a large bride-welfare team, I smiled and said hello, and shook the long sword in my hand on my hand and shook it.

Han Zhenhan saw the guards coming over, and then he jumped off his horse and walked forward. He squeezed out a very natural smile on his face, with a humble and kind look on his face. He bent over and didn't even look at Han Zhenhan, but walked over to Han Zhenhan directly.

The silver in Han Zhenhan's hand was not even given away, but after turning his head, Han Zhenhan found that the school had actually walked straight to the fiery red sedan chair. Of course, there was no woman sitting inside the sedan chair.

Of course, it is impossible to bring Tang Wanyun with you when you go to the city to fight. Even if Tang Wanyun is willing, Han Zhenhan will not agree. So Wen Tianxiang led the two thousand Kunlun slaves and Tang Wanyun to guard the position five miles outside the north gate, and pressed at the end of the army to guard all the supplies of the entire team. The west gate of the city is the preset gate of Han Zhenhan. If there is no exit left for the siege attack, the soldiers and generals guarding the city will have a greater ambition to fight.

Han Zhenhan watched the school walk towards the sedan chair and thought that he was not good enough to go forward and lit up the silver in his hand. While trotting, he followed behind the school and shouted,

"General, general, young student is a little bit old today. I don't have any respect for him. I'll take it for you to eat some wine and meat..."
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