There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 1837: The imperial commander personally requisitions the lost land
Chapter 1837: The imperial commander personally requisitions the lost land
Behind Lan Han was a man in his thirties dressed as a shepherd. As soon as he saw Murong Bao, he burst into tears, knelt down and kowtowed: "I have met your majesty, Li Yan!"
Murong Bao's eyes widened: "You, aren't you following Li Shilang who is next to King Fan Yang?"
Li Yan raised his head, wiped his tears, and said: "The minister followed King Fan Yang and fought all the way. First, he killed the rebel Murong Lin and annexed his people. Then he fought hard in Qingzhou for several months and killed the rebels who were separatist Qingzhou.
Piluhun, now King Fan Yang has conquered Qingzhou. After hearing the news, righteous men from all walks of life have come to surrender. Qilu heroes and followers are like clouds. There are already a hundred thousand infantry and cavalry. They are preparing to march north to Hebei and regain the lost territory. Special ministers are sent to inform them.
Regarding the situation in the south of your majesty, please also ask your majesty to send a large army to the south. King Fan Yang will definitely cooperate with him! Oh, by the way, one more thing. After King Fan Yang captured Qingzhou, in order to calm people's hearts, he rewarded the soldiers and promoted all civil and military officials.
Wei Chen was originally just the Minister of Rites, but this time he was promoted to Minister. Wei Chen’s mission this time also carries King Fan Yang’s request. I hope this order can be approved by His Majesty."
Murong Bao laughed: "Of course, King Fan Yang fought hard all the way to capture Qingzhou and made great contributions to our country, Yan. The soldiers who accompanied him still persisted in such a desperate situation. They are all loyal people and deserve to be commended!"
There are too few first-level officials. Everyone should be promoted to third-level officials. However, now that the great cause has not been achieved, we still need to work hard. Li Shangshu, I now allow you to be the Minister of Rites, and temporarily take the position of the Right Servant of the Minister. Please
You go back and tell King Fan Yang that I will select elite troops for the southern expedition today, and I will personally lead the troops. Please ask King Fan Yang to lead his troops and horses to meet us, and we will regain Dayan River and Mountain together!"
The expressions of Murong Nong and Murong Sheng changed, and they were about to speak again when they saw Murong Bao pull out his long sword and strike the imperial case in front of the dragon chair with one strike. With a "pop" sound, the corner of the imperial case,
The sword fell to the ground, silencing the whispers of all the officials, and the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.
Only Murong Bao's voice was heard, echoing in the hall: "I have made up my mind! Anyone who dares to stop the dispatch of troops will be treated in the same case! Fujun General Mu Yuteng, I order you to be the Grand Sima of the former army and command the original
Murong Huishuo's Longcheng soldiers and horses went first. Murong Nong, king of Liaoxi, I ordered you to be the general of the central army and command the troops and horses of my headquarters to follow. I personally led the Imperial Forest Army, as well as the soldiers of the former Gaoyang King Murong Long as backup, a total of one cavalry.
Ten thousand, 40,000 infantry, recover the Central Plains!"
There was a shout of "Long Live the Mountain" in the hall. Everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Murong Bao's face was bright. He saw Murong Sheng and Lan Han kneeling down and said with a smile: "King Dunqiu, King Changle, you guys
There is no need to kneel down and worship."
Lan Han's expression changed and he quickly said: "Old minister, I will also accompany your majesty on the expedition this time to regain Hebei and eliminate the Wei captives!"
Murong Bao smiled and said: "King Dunqiu, in terms of seniority, you are not only my biological father-in-law, but also my great-uncle. You are already old. This expedition is a long way, so I won't bother you with all the hard work along the way.
Yes, Sheng'er is your son-in-law. He is not very familiar with the situation in Longcheng. He relies on the assistance of you, Old Taishan. Only if you protect the families of the soldiers in Longcheng can we go to war with confidence."
Lan Han nodded, glanced at Murong Sheng, and saluted at the same time: "I obey your orders, and I wish your majesty victory and great success!"
Murong Baozhi was very proud and laughed: "Generals, please return to the military camp quickly, summon the soldiers, and gather food and fodder. In three days, we will set off for the expedition!"
Two days later, on the outskirts of Dragon City, on top of an arrow tower in the Lan tribe, Lan Han was still wrapped in a sheepskin jacket, with gloomy eyes as he looked at the groups of tribal warriors in the camp, carrying spears and riding horses.
He was loose and reluctantly heading south, while the cries of women and the voices of children calling for their father resounded throughout the camp.
There was a sound of footsteps, and a rough man in his fifties, covered in leather armor, walked up behind Lan Han and said: "Brother, do you really want me to lead the tribe to fight? Just for him Murong.
Is it worth sacrificing the peace of our Lan tribe if we lose our country?"
Lan Han didn't even look back and said calmly: "Jia Nan, what did you hear?"
This big man is Lan Han's younger brother Lang Jia Nan, and he is also the first warrior of the Lan tribe. This time Murong Bao led the southern expedition and required all tribes in Longcheng and even western Liaoning to send troops to participate. Lang Jia Nan
As the general of the Lan tribe, he was going to lead an army of five thousand soldiers. When he heard this, he was slightly startled, and then said: "Isn't it just the cries of women and children? There are also the complaints of soldiers who don't want to go to war. Don't talk about us.
The Lan tribe, and even Murong's Dragon City, are full of this kind of sound, and we are not afraid that the emperor will hear it!"
Lan Han turned his head and smiled slightly: "So, almost everyone is not willing to follow Murong Bao on the expedition this time, right?"
Lang Jianan said angrily: "Of course, when the Murong clan was prosperous, we tribes in western Liaoning did not get much benefit. Now that they are in trouble, we continue to serve them. We have fulfilled our responsibilities as ministers, but we still have to pull
Let’s go fight thousands of miles away! Why? Our Lan tribe doesn’t owe his Murong family either!”
Lan Han's eyes flashed coldly: "So, do you have the ability to resist the Murong clan's suppression? Our Lan tribe only has five thousand soldiers and horses, but Murong Bao brought no less than 20,000 people from the Central Plains, plus
Murong will keep the 30,000 cavalrymen in Longcheng. If you don’t want to go to the rescue, is there any way to deal with Murong’s 50,000-strong army?”
Langa Nan punched the railing with hatred: "I really wish that the Wei army could destroy all the Murong clan's troops, so that we can take the opportunity to stand on our own feet!"
Lan Han sneered and said: "Perhaps, we don't need to wait for the Wei army to destroy them. If even our Lan tribe does not want to go out, those people who finally escaped from the Central Plains, especially the men of the original Gaoyang King Murong Long, may be even more miserable.
To get tired of war. A while ago, I betrothed hundreds of women from the tribe to these soldiers of Murong Long as wives, what do you think I do?"
Langa Nan opened his eyes wide: "Second brother, what do you mean?"
A breeze blew by, and a shadow covered in black cloak appeared on top of the sentry tower. A gloomy face was revealed under the moonlight. Langa Nan had already put his hands on it.
On the handle of the knife, when he saw the person coming, he was relieved: "Brother, you are always so elusive."