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Seventy-seventh chapter, this tea is scary

Meng Zongzheng Jing tea.
Wanyan Xiang dared not accept it.
The reason is very simple. Meng Zongzheng is on the winner, and Wanyan Xiang is on the loser. If there is no explanation for this cup of tea, he really dare not accept it.
"This, Mount Tai is above." Meng Zongzheng spoke first, and Wanyan Xiang's hand shrank back when he heard this title.
This tea cannot be taken.
There is a conspiracy.
Wanyan Xiang knew very well what the Jin people had done decades ago. He knew even more about how deep the Zaoyang Army had with the Jin army.
The Meng family is determined to kill all his Wanyan family.
Homage to tea!
Could it be that tea is poisonous?
Han Jiang reached out and helped Meng Zongzheng to sit aside first. At the same time, he took the tea bowl from Meng Zongzheng's hand and came to Wanyan Xiang with one hand: "That's right, Xiang Bo."
This sound of Xiang Bo made Wanyan Xiang shudder.
A terrible feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.
Not long ago, Han Jiang led his troops to fight him to death, but now he called Xiang Bo, which felt very bad.
"I have a small business and want to talk to Xiang Bo."
Wanyan Xiang stood up, and he felt uncomfortable sitting. The scent of conspiracy was so strong that it was so strong that even breathing made him feel difficult.
After standing up, Wanyan Xiang asked, "What business is it? Let's talk about it first."
"I wonder if Xiang Bo likes our Storm Crossbow Formation?"
If you like it, how could you not like it?
But Wanyan Xiang knew very clearly that the storm crossbow formation was different. The Xixia people bought equipment of 3,000 people, and the 100 people he forced to send to Jin Zhongdu. After trying it himself, he knew that this thing was different.
Because when Han Jiang attacked Jin Zhongdu, he was stronger than what he got from Xixia.
And it's not a little bit stronger.
Thinking of this, Wanyan Xiang asked, "Is it the one from Xixia, or you can use it yourself."
“None are not.”
“None of them?”
Han Jiang explained: "Our family's storm crossbow formation itself is divided into three versions: heaven, earth, and man."
Wanyan Xiang asked: "What did the people of Xixia buy?"
"This, this word is a bit indecent."
“It doesn’t matter.”
"Monkey version."
Wanyan Xiang exclaimed: "Monkey version?"
Han Jiang nodded seriously: "It's the monkey version. The gold-making Zhongdu uses the enhanced human version. I have not officially equipped the ground version into the army. The cost is too high, and all I need is a steel crossbow body. The one I sold to Xiang Bo is the standard human version."
Wanyan Xiang thought for a while: "How many?"
"Thirty thousand."
30,000, Wanyan Xiang was very concerned about this amount. After losing the Knight of the Knight in their gold, he needed a force that could shock the north.
What's more, the original 400,000 real elites in the Jin Kingdom lost a total of 130,000 in one battle.
The Battle of Zhongdu of Jin, the Battle of Jingzhao, and the Battle of Xijing.
If Bianliang fights again, Jinzhong will end up fighting, and Jin State may lose 300,000 elite troops. This is not a loss of damage to the muscles, but a loss of broken hands and legs.
Wanyan Xiang thought for a while: "So, what do you want? Our Jin Kingdom has no money anymore."
"I will help you make money. I want your Jin Dynasty Han army 100,000 households, plus 20,000 elite cavalry. Among them, 100,000 households are given to me. You must match the 20,000 elite cavalry one horse and three horses. This is borrowed. The rental fee for the first year is not counted. I will give you money every year from the second year."
Wanyan Xiang's face changed.
Han Jiang wants the army, and this is going to start a war. The question is who to fight?
Wanyan Xiang asked: "Brother Jiang, I asked, can this matter be discussed publicly?"
Han Jiang shook his head: "No, but I will let my friend Wanyan Jing know that the number of people in Jin Kingdom who know about this matter cannot exceed ten, and I will not know more than ten people. Of course, the troops sent out will count. This time, I summoned 150,000 troops."
Wanyan Xiang didn't ask anymore and made a contract first.
This contract is equivalent to a contract to worship heaven and earth, and in Han Jiang's case it is a confidentiality regulation.
Contract signing.
Wanyan Xiang dared to accept Meng Zongzheng's cup of tea. After drinking the tea, Wanyan Xiang said, "Zong Zheng, there will be a life-and-death battle between you and me before."
Meng Zongzheng shook his head: "No more."
No more?
Wanyan Xiang didn't believe it, he stared at Meng Zongzheng and asked:
"You don't hate me?"
Meng Zongzheng did not rush to answer, and he also stared in Wanyan Xiang's eyes.
Meng Zongzheng thought for a while and said, "I went home once after fighting Jinzhong. I took a detour to Xijing, our Xijing, and the former Luoyang City. The tragic situation made me unable to sleep for two days. I hate you Jin people, but when I saw the pit of the crowd outside the city, I suddenly understood what my brother Jiang said, "It's nothing wrong to fight for the world, but what are the people's mistakes?"
Meng Zongzheng took out a book: "I am reading recently, and I am reading Lao Zhuang. A long time ago, Yue Shuai said that he wished he could eat your meat and drink your blood, but Luoyang City was really miserable. There are hateful people who died, but ninety percent of them were ordinary golden men. If you want to blame, you blame you for not being educated before and just knowing how to kill and robbery like savages."
"After conquering the outer city of Jin Zhongdu, we brought back many documents. I also read that the current Jin emperors' laws to the people are better than ours, the Han people are better than the Song Dynasty, and the Song people are better than the Song Dynasty, let alone the converted people."
Speaking of this, Meng Zongzheng walked to the window: "At this time, there should be a poem, but unfortunately I don't know. But I understand that the sword in my hand should be used to educate the world so that everyone in the world is well-educated and reasonable. Only in this way can there be no killing."
Not to mention Wanyan Xiang, even Han Tuozhou was stunned.
The real reaction is.
Meng Zongzheng was stupid.
Brainless.
Meng Zongzheng smiled at this time: "I forgot to say that your daughter likes her life in Luoyang City very much. She is happier than in Jinzhong. I think I will have another son soon. When my son grows up, I will teach him to use swords, but not for killing, but for protection. Protect a peaceful and prosperous life, and protect the country and the people."
After saying this, Meng Zongzheng held Shu in his arms, looked up at the sun that was about to set, his face full of yearning for the future.
Wanyan Xiang probably understood.
He asked, "Zongzheng, where is the Goryeo Kingdom?"
When I heard that Goryeo Mengzong was in power, "Goryeo, who is the country? It was my Han Lelang County, and a group of thieves. If Goryeo cannot do it well, I will definitely raise 100,000 troops to wipe out Goryeo, and let all the evil officials and killers of Goryeo that enslaved the people."
have to!
It was still the fierce general, the crazy madman who dared to hold a knife to slash ten people alone.
Wanyan Xiang asked: "Brother Jiang, you want 100,000 Han troops and 20,000 elite cavalry of our Jin Kingdom. Who do you want to fight?"
"Yeah." Han Jiang thought for a while and said a place name: "Hido."
Wanyan Xiang had never heard of it, so he asked again: "Where is it?"
Hirado.
Chapter completed!
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