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Chapter 1342 The old man is gone

Zeng Yunfeng sneered and said: "At the same time, we have controlled the Altai Mountains. In the east, we have reached a certain agreement with those forest tribes. They will surrender to us. By then, the east of the Great Khingan Mountains will no longer be the territory of the Mongols. HLBE The grasslands, the grasslands from the Greater Khingan Mountains to the Yinshan Mountains will be our channel to attack Mongolia, and the east of the Greater Khingan Mountains and the HLBE grasslands will be under our control."

"We surround the Mongols on three sides around the Altai Mountains in the Western Regions and the Great Wall defense line. On the one hand, we control their economy and trade, making them live in poverty. We also repeatedly carry out the policy of reducing slavery and weakening every year. I don't believe that the Mongols can How long will it last?"

"I not only want them to surrender, but also want them to decline, and even let them perish on this grassland."

In fact, some of what Zeng Yunfeng said has been confirmed. In the early and middle period of the Ming Dynasty, a similar situation had already occurred in Mongolia, and their ironware was extremely lacking.

Grasslands have increasingly strong demand for iron pots and salt. After Zeng Yunfeng took control of the Great Lakes Basin, their demand for salt will increase day by day. Due to the lack of salt, the grassland will face a huge dilemma.

Most of the lakes in the Great Lakes Basin are saltwater lakes, and there are always some salts produced in the saltwater lakes. Zeng Yunfeng controls here through the Western Regions to contain the entire Mongolia. He let Mongolia know that everything they want comes from him. If he wanted to continue living in the grassland, there was only one way left, and that was to surrender to Zeng Yunfeng.

Zeng Yunfeng and Zhu'er left the Yanshan Mountains and entered the grassland from the Gubeikou. On a hilly desert, Zeng Yunfeng and Zhu'er unexpectedly saw two people.

On that hill, there is a tomb built with stones.

Zeng Yunfeng and Zhu'er dismounted slowly, while there was a person kneeling quietly in front of the grave.

These two people are none other than Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min.

The generous burial that Xu Da mentioned was only to prevent Ruyang King Chahan and many Mongolian soldiers from being buried in mass graves.

The funeral is actually very simple, and the tomb of Ruyang King Chahan is just a very simple burial, a separate hill.

Zhao Min found a feng shui place to bury Chahan in a separate place, looking to the west and Hala and Lin to the west.

The wind blew across the tip of the grass, blew on the stones on the hill, and stroked Zhao Min's long hair. Her tears had already dried up, and she looked back slightly at Zeng Yunfeng and Zhu'er before they came to the tomb. Turning her head, Zeng Yunfeng saw grief, grievance and indescribable bitterness in her eyes.

Zhang Wuji slightly bowed his hand towards Zeng Yunfeng, and Zeng Yunfeng waved his hand, signaling that he needn't be too polite.

The grass next to the tomb was blown by the breeze, making the tip of the grass tremble slightly. Zhao Min looked at the tomb in a daze, but Zeng Yunfeng said softly: "The dead are gone, and the mourning goes on."

Zhao Min sighed, stood up, stared at Zeng Yunfeng and said word by word: "He is dead, are you satisfied?"

Zeng Yunfeng shook his head, "Your father, shrouded in horse leather, died on the battlefield. This may be the best ending for him."

"But he's dead!" Zhao Min's voice suddenly became high-pitched, filled with infinite anger, as if about to burst out.

"So what?" Zeng Yunfeng's face suddenly turned cold.

Zhang Wuji tugged at Zhao Min's sleeve, but Zhao Min stared straight at Zeng Yunfeng in front of him and said, "He's dead." The words repeated again were like gold and iron stones knocking together.

"I know, it seems that Princess Shaomin still can't get rid of the airs of you Mongolian nobles. Your father is dead, but so what? He is the king of Ruyang. He died, and he died on the battlefield. It was his own will. of."

"But so many people in the Central Plains died, where did they die? They died on the road to hope, on the road to despair, under the scorching sun, or in the flood. Do you have any mercy!"

"Your father is dead, and he died well. He can stay where he wants to go, but the people in the Central Plains are so innocent. Have you ever thought about it? You are so high above that you always think that the people can be manipulated by you, but the world is no longer It's the same, maybe your father chose to die because he saw this, and he will die here."

Zhao Min glared at Zeng Yunfeng, wishing to swallow Zeng Yunfeng whole, and even turn him into a ball of fire and burn him to death.

"You got everything, why do you want his life? You can obviously"

Zeng Yunfeng waved his hand, "You don't want to be too horny anymore. I don't care about you because your father just passed away. Although your father is gone, your brother is still there. If you don't want to get involved in this entanglement , leave this grassland as soon as possible.”

"The reason why I notified you was to let you see your father for the last time. Although it seems a pity that you didn't see him for the last time, I don't want you to be involved in the war between the Central Plains and the Mongols."

"War! It's war again!" Zhao Min looked at Zeng Yunfeng and took two steps back, "You still want to start a war!" Her eyes were full of disbelief.

"The Mongols have already withdrawn from the Central Plains!" Zhao Min's heart was heaving, obviously angry, "What are you going to do to them? Look at how many herdsmen died along the way?"

"Xu Da, Lan Yu, Ma Ning, these generals are all your subordinates. Wherever they go, how many herdsmen died, how many cattle and sheep died, how much blood was shed, you still want to start a war!"

The corners of Zeng Yunfeng's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Zhao Min with a sneer and said, "Put away your seemingly compassionate expression, as Princess Shao Min, you were decisive at the beginning, and you didn't have the slightest bit of mercy for the people of the Central Plains, why? Now it’s the herdsmen who are dying, and when you Mongolians in the grasslands are dying, did you start preaching to me?”

"Back then in Wan'an Temple, you almost burned the six major sects to death. At Guangmingding, who was going to use explosives to blow up the secret way? Wasn't it you? Who was going to slaughter Shaolin in Shaolin back then? , one by one, have you forgotten all of them?"

"Just as you think, what I'm using now is just a trick. If you can convince the grassland people to submit to me, then nothing will happen again. But I think your brother will not agree."

Zhao Min's mood suddenly fell, "My brother, no one can persuade him, Bor only cares about the glory of the gold family, he will definitely pick it up, and the prairie people will definitely not decline forever .”

"Can't the two sides eliminate the hatred? Why keep fighting? War! War! War! Why?" Zhao Min talked about three wars in a row, and his hatred for them could not be suppressed.

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