When summoning Carl, Chu Yun was still a little confused. Emperor Napoleon, Wellington, Grand Duke Carl and others were already the top infantry generals in the Napoleon era. Although he did not summon Emperor Napoleon, it was completely enough! And if he really brought the ambitious Napoleon over, Chu Yun would be unable to settle him.

"Sir, Nelson and Deng Qianlong wrote a letter, Chen Jisheng accepted the adaptation, and Dongjiang Town has been included in our jurisdiction. And the memorial we submitted to the court accusing Mao Wenlong was probably about to reach the court. I don't know what the court will react." Chen Ting, who was standing beside him, said quietly to Chu Yun.

"Hey, the wood is done. We seized Mao Wenlong and annexed the troops of Dongjiang Town. What else can the court do?" Chu Yun said softly, "Have Mao Wenlong and those group of Jinyiwei have arrived in Tieshan?"

"We obeyed the commander's instructions and had escorted them to the No. 7 mining site in Tieshan. They will be arranged as mining workers and serve until our recovery of the Liao army and recovered Liaodong." Chen Ting said.

"From the high-ranking general, the Jinyiwei Qianhu to the mining workers, I don't know what they feel now. Hehe, our Liao army never raises idle people. We notify the soldiers guarding them to take strict care and not to leak any one."

"Sir, please be 10,000. There is an infantry squadron guarding them for twelve hours. Moreover, the entrances and exits of the mines are intercepted with wires. Usually, the inspectors of the mines count the number of people. If one person is leaked, all others will be punished. They will definitely not escape."

The No. 7 Mine in Gaizhou is deep in the Iron Mountains. It is a newly developed mine with sparse population. The poor generals of Dongjiang Town, deputy generals, Jinyiwei Qianhu and others were all handcuffed and shoveled in the mine cave. Mao Wenlong's body was pitch black, his hair was white and dusty, and he seemed to have become much older.

"Chu Yun, I curse you that you will die a bad death..." Mao Wenlong gritted his teeth while swinging the shovel, "I have been on the battlefield for twenty years, using big swords and bows and arrows. I didn't expect that one day I would use this shovel."

Aside Mao Wenlong, one of his coworkers, Huang Qianhu, the former Jinyiwei, was also working hard to mine. According to Chu Yun's order, if the output of these people does not meet the fixed quota, then there will be no food for them that day. Of course, Chu Yun actually didn't require much, basically the workload of ordinary mining workers for eight hours. But for this group of people who are rich and well-dressed, it would take at least twelve hours to achieve the output of normal vegetable workers at the beginning.
Chapter completed!