"Brother, the Jurchens in Jianzhou have clearly replied to the letter. In mid-to-late September, the Mongols and them will take action." The short and sturdy man in leather armor said solemnly: "They hope to get our confirmation of the uprising."
"They didn't give us an accurate time, so why should we give them an accurate time?" The young man in white shirt played with the folding fan in his hand and said disdainfully: "They don't want to use us to hold off Da Zhou so that they can get it.
If we get what we want, when the time comes, they will retreat outside the side wall, and nothing will happen, but what about us? Where will we retreat? Just huddle in this sea dragon store? So many people will not eat or drink?"
Hearing his third son refute his brother, Yang Yinglong, yes, the majestic man with long hair is Yang Yinglong, who claims to be the emperor of the dynasty, Yang Yinglong was a little unhappy.
The short, stocky man in armor is his younger brother Yang Zhaolong.
The group of people standing here are the core of the entire Yang family, the two brothers Yang Yinglong and Yang Zhaolong, Yang Yinglong's three sons, Yang Chaodong, Yang Kedong, Yang Weidong, and the other scholar in blue shirt and gray scarf is Yang Yinglong's number one think tank Sun Shitai.
“Shitai, what do you think?”
"Sir, it is reasonable for the Jianzhou Jurchens to be so cautious. Everyone knows that they will go south in autumn, and there will definitely be many spies scouting the grasslands in the Zhou Dynasty. In fact, it is not difficult to determine the approximate time when the Mongols will go south.
, after all, the gathering of soldiers and horses, the collection of food and grass, these cannot be hidden from Zhou's informants, but it is difficult to judge the specific day, or even within a few days, so the Mongols will definitely not tell others clearly when they will take action.
, and with their current scale, they must have divided their forces into several routes to go south. It is unclear which route is earlier and which route is later..."
Sun Shitai's judgment was very pertinent, "Besides, the time when they go south has little to do with us. As long as we are sure that they will go south, it is enough. The Mongols are not important. At most, they will bring temporary trouble to the Zhou Dynasty. The key is Jianzhou Jurchen.
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"But the strength shown by the Mongols is far better than that of the Jianzhou Jurchens." Yang Chaodong, a young man in his early thirties and the eldest son of Yang Yinglong, couldn't help but said: "The army of 120,000 is more than twice as many as the Jianzhou Jurchens."
Maybe they can repeat the story of the former Ming Dynasty's army surrounding the capital city..."
“Young Master, so what if it happens again? Isn’t it that Yu Qian didn’t get any favors at all?” Sun Shitai shook his head, “I said, the Northern Yuan Dynasty has passed away, and it will never be possible for the Mongols to take over the Central Plains...”
“Why?” Yang Kedong answered.
"Because times have changed." Sun Shitai glanced at the second young master who had escaped from the capital city. He was not familiar with the second young master, and the second young master was also taciturn and rarely expressed his opinions.
"The era when Temujin unified all the Mongolian tribes has long passed. The Walas are the people of the forest, and the Tatars are the people of the grasslands. They are still independent in their own affairs, fighting endlessly to prove that they are the golden lineage. If they are all to prove themselves
They are the direct descendants of the true sect and fighting hard, which actually means that their glory has ended long ago. Temujin did not become Genghis Khan because he was the most noble bloodline on the grassland, but because he used his own force and strength to
It proves that the name Genghis Khan deserves to be attributed only to him, Temujin..."
The meaning was profound, but Yang Yinglong nodded slightly. He didn't know if his sons understood it, but he understood it.
No one is born with dignity. Temujin used his unparalleled martial arts to prove the dignity of his golden lineage. Similarly, Zhu Yuanzhang also used his rise among the heroes to drive away the Northern Yuan Dynasty and establish the Ming Dynasty, which proved the orthodoxy of the Zhu family's bloodline.
, In the same way, Zhang Shicheng's descendants can also successfully prove that the legal principles of the Zhou Dynasty are consistent with Taoism through counterattack.
“Then why do you think that the Jianzhou Jurchens are stronger than the Mongols?” Yang Kedong did not give up.
"It's very simple. Nurhachi was able to unify the entire Jianzhou Jurchen and annexed half of the Haixi Jurchen. Even the Horqin tribe on the grassland, which was originally an Eastern Mongolian, was willing to join him. The Jurchen in the East China Sea will fall into his hands sooner or later. If the second son doesn't
Do you think he looks a bit like Temujin before the Onon River Alliance?"
Sun Shitai’s words not only changed the expressions of the three sons of the Yang family, but also moved the expressions of brothers Yang Yinglong and Yang Zhaolong.
"Sir, are you pushing Nurhaci too high? How can Nurhachi compare with Temujin?" Yang Yinglong shook his head, "Even if the entire Jurchens were unified, they would not have more than one million households. But after Temujin swept Mongolia, Jin,
The Xia Bian could not compete with it, and by destroying the Jin Xiahou, the world would no longer have a force that could compete with it, not even the Song Dynasty. But now, even if Nurhaci unifies Jianzhou, how can Haixi and Donghai be compared with the unified Zhou Dynasty?
I thought Nurhaci’s ability to capture Liaodong would be the limit.”
“Sir, do you understand what it means for Nurhaci to capture Liaodong?” Sun Shitai, a scribe in green shirt, asked in a deep voice.
“What does it mean?” Yang Yinglong pondered and asked himself, “It means that Nurhaci has completed the integration of all forces in Liaodong. Not only the Jurchens, but also the Han people in the northeast of Liaoning have also come under his command?”
The scholar in green shirt gave Yang Yinglong an approving look, "Yes, does your Excellency know how many Han people there are in Liaodong?"
“Several hundred thousand?” Yang Yinglong said hesitantly. He was not sure, but his second son Yang Kedong reported to him the situation in Liaodong after he came back.
"More than that, far more than that." Sun Shitai shook his head decisively, "Hundreds of thousands of households are about the same. I went to Liaodong more than ten years ago, and the number of military households and dependents in the Liaoxi Corridor alone exceeds 100,000 households and 500,000.
If Liaodong and Liaonan are included, which is the so-called Greater Liaodong, the number of households will not be less than 500,000 households and 2 million people. However, in the past ten years or so, with the loss of Kuandian Liubao, many Han people have become builders.
It is estimated that the number of Han people who have attached themselves to Jianzhou Jurchens in the past twenty years will not be less than 100,000 or even 150,000. Only then can Nurhaci dare to compete with Zhou for supremacy in Liaodong..."
Yang Yinglong understood what Sun Shitai meant, "Sir, do you mean that once the Jianzhou Jurchens capture Liaodong and the Han people in Liaodong become Nurhaci's subordinates, they will be qualified to compete for the world?"
"I can't say this, it depends on Nurhachi himself, but even if only half of the two million Han people surrender to Nurhaci, the Jurchens' strength in Jianzhou will usher in an unimaginable expansion. The Jurchens can only fish, hunt and fight, not farming and manufacturing.
But when the Han people join in, their food logistics can be guaranteed, and their armor and weapons can be satisfied. And when Nurhaci has an overwhelming advantage in Liaodong, the Eastern Mongolian tribes will either surrender. Well, the Horqin people have already taken the lead, or
If they are destroyed and annexed, they will either have to move westward. At that time, after integrating the Jurchens, Mongolia and Liaodong Han people, the Jianzhou Jurchens will probably have the strength to conquer the south first."
Sun Shitai’s summary made Yang Yinglong and several others fall into deep thought.
"Then what does Mr. Sun mean?" It was Yang Kedong who spoke again. This time he was very active and completely different from usual. "Nurhaci wants to capture Liaodong. Let's not discuss whether he can succeed. Even if he succeeds, I'm afraid he won't succeed.
It’s impossible even in ten or eight years, but can we, the Yang family, in Bozhou, withstand the ten years of the Great Zhou Dynasty’s suppression?”
Yang Kedong's doubts were also expected by Sun Shitai. With Bozhou's strength, it is obviously impossible to compete with Dazhou. Let alone ten years, three years is enough. Even if a lot of preparations have been made in the early stage, it will not be able to compete with the behemoth Dazhou.
In comparison, it's not worth mentioning.
"If the Jianzhou Jurchens want to conquer Liaodong within ten years, I don't think they can do it. In fifteen to twenty years, the chance of success is relatively high." Sun Shitai was pragmatic, "If he can quickly conquer Eastern Mongolia, the progress may be faster.
, but it will not be less than ten years in any case. As for our Bozhou, if we try to resist the Zhou Dynasty, we will definitely hit the stone with an egg. But Second Young Master, you have to see that this is not just our Bozhou, Shuixi in Guizhou, over there
Yongning and many chieftains are actually looking at us. We are not fighting as a family. Countless people hope that we can win..."
"What's the point of this? They just hope that we can take chestnuts from the fire for them, but they refuse to join in." Yang Kedong still insisted: "But how long can we persist? Half a year, one year? Or two years? Da Zhou's arrival
The Lai army has already arrived in Huguang. It turns out that Geng Ruqi, a member of the Military Affairs Department of the Ministry of War, has been appointed as the magistrate of Chongqing Prefecture. This is obviously aimed at us in Bozhou, but we are still sitting here talking about it, but we can't come up with how to deal with it. Mr. Sun's remarks
The words are more like comforting me and waiting,..."
Yang Yinglong frowned.
The second son is welcome. He knows the reason. Yang Kedong has never been very optimistic about the conflict with Da Zhou. He also doesn’t think that the Jurchens and Mongols can really bring much threat and restraint to Da Zhou. He thinks that as long as Da Zhou attacks with all his strength,
, Bozhou could not withstand the attack of the Zhou Dynasty at all, and would only become a stepping stone for the Jurchens and Mongols in Jianzhou.
“Kedong, why are you talking to Mr. Sun?” Yang Yinglong scolded angrily.
"Father, I may be a little blunt in my words, but it is for the good of Bozhou. The Yang family in Bozhou has been inherited for thousands of years, but it cannot be ruined by the willful actions of our generation..." Yang Kedong said unceremoniously.
He has stayed in the capital city for so many years and has a very clear view of Dazhou's heritage. Although he has also seen various shortcomings and problems that have arisen within Dazhou, he has always insisted that no matter what, Dazhou is not just a Bozhou Yang.
The Clan can challenge it, even if the Mongols and Jurchens are added to it, unless the Great Zhou itself is in chaos.
"Bold and presumptuous!" Yang Yinglong was furious, "You have been in the capital for a few years. I thought you would gain some knowledge, but I was scared to death. Why did the Yang family in Banzhou have such a cowardly guy like you?
