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Novel: Taking the Warehouse to Ming Dynasty Author: Sir Dybala Words: 4852

Raptors across the river!

This is Fang Xing's strategy.

As soon as he arrived in Tartar, he had to show the posture and majesty of the kingdom of heaven.

The soldiers and civilian husbands were camping together, and Fang Xing was sitting beside him, slamming his golden knife.

The girls driving the ox cart back to pull the hay were in awe and shyly glanced at the legendary demon god.

According to legend, this demon god takes human hearts as his main food. He eats one in the morning and at least five for lunch. As for dinner, there is supper...

In a word, this demon god takes pleasure in killing people, and those Beijing observations are just his actions to cover up his appetite for eating people's hearts.

But it doesn't look like it!

Although the skin on his face was a little rough, he looked serious, and he even smiled at this side, and he didn't have the fangs they said.

Fang Xing grinned, and then asked, "Have the people from Jin Yiwei gone?"

Xin Laoqi said: "Already gone, Atai sent people to accompany him on his own initiative."

"He's a smart man, but unfortunately he doesn't have the life of a king."

The group of officials on the side were chattering about something, and after waiting for a while, a man wearing a seventh-rank official uniform came over.

Fang Xing ignored him, and the man approached and cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty Zhong Ding, I have seen Xing Hebo."

"What is it?"

Fang Xing was thinking about how to win most of the support from those small tribes, otherwise Daming's infiltration plan would have little chance of success. flash dance novel network

No matter how you conquer the alien races on the grassland, unless you can turn beans into soldiers and search the entire grassland, it won't take long before the sound of horseshoes will still echo under the side wall of the city.

Zhong Ding smiled and said: "Uncle Xinghe, before Xiaguan and others left, Master Yang repeatedly told him to appease Tatars, but Xiaguan and others don't know much about Tatars, so I beg Xinghebo to send someone to advise."

Fang Xing looked at him coldly and said, "It's not a good job to come to Tatar. Benbo knows that you and others are pushed out by the local government."

Zhong Ding nodded in embarrassment, who would be assigned to the grassland for the officials who were covered by someone behind him!

Fang Xing got up and paced slowly, Zhong Ding followed behind him quietly.

"The elites of the Tatars were wiped out in the first battle, and there must be panic among the ethnic groups. They are worried about the conquest of Ming and Oala. Your task is to appease people's hearts."

"The officials know about this, the herdsmen..."

"Not herdsmen!"

Fang Xing interrupted: "The inside and outside are different, do you understand?"

Zhong Ding comprehended and said, "Yes, these people are bound to feel uneasy when they are suddenly involved by Daming. The most important thing is to appease them. After Daming is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, ahem! Maybe it would be good to build a city on the grassland."

These people!

Fang Xing shook his head, thinking that if they had allocated a little more time to figure out people's hearts and do practical things, Daming would not have reached that point later.

Zhong Ding was proud of himself, and expressed it with the help of stroking his beard, quite like the chicness of a counselor.

"Atai is like a candle in the wind at the moment, and the leaders below are Dafeng. How to balance the relationship between the two and serve Daming's interests, you have to think about it yourself. If you succeed, you will be promoted and get rich. It’s time to bury the bone grassland.”

When Zhong Ding heard this, he said urgently: "Uncle Xinghe, then you are here this time to clean up a group of people, right?"

Without the support of the army, civil servants are just blind.

Fang Xing was noncommittal, he didn't believe anyone at this time, once the strategy was leaked, Jubao Mountain Guard would be in big trouble.

Fang Xing took the risk of not camping outside, but chose to merge into a tent that could not be seen at a glance, even if there were ditches and fences,

But if it is besieged at night, the threat is not small.

Zhong Ding panicked, he was the head of the officials on this trip, if he failed, he would be the first to be responsible.

"Uncle Xinghe, Uncle..."

Fang Xing saw A Tai, and strode over, leaving behind Zhong Ding who looked panic-stricken.

A Tai's complexion was not good, and after getting together with Fang Xing, he spoke in a low voice, and the interpreter also said in a low voice: "Uncle, the people sent to report back, most of the leaders said they would come back tomorrow."

Fang Xing's eyes swept over A Tai's face instantly, as if a sharp knife stabbed his face with pain.

Atai was startled inwardly, and hastily explained: "Xinghe Bo, Xiao Wang never connected secretly."

Fang Xing said lightly: "It's almost time. Let's light up the bonfire and kill some sheep. I have some wine and meat here to make everyone happy."

There is a lot of pork on the accompanying truck, ahem! I don't know if it's broken.

...

The bonfire was lit, and the large pieces of meat were either boiled or roasted, and the faces of the herdsmen were red.

"This is a reward from His Majesty. His Majesty, the old man, knew that Arutai was going against the grain. He sent a lot of things to exchange for fine wine, gold and silver for his own enjoyment, but left you so hungry that you couldn't see the smell of meat all year round. His old man feels sorry for him!"

When Wang He said something in his sharp voice, the eunuch's clothes would naturally convince these low-level herdsmen.

"Your Majesty sent us to deliver meat, saying that he wanted the children to eat meat. God is pitiful, skinny children. If such children were in Daming, their parents would be stabbed in the back by the neighbors. They are useless!"

On the prairie, the law of the jungle still applies, and those who feed cattle and sheep may not necessarily be able to eat meat.

But Wang He's words were a bit exaggerated. In Daming, there were still people who couldn't eat enough, didn't wear warm clothes, and it was not new for people to starve to death, even if potatoes were gradually spread out and planted.

"Insufficient hearts!"

Looking around, there are bonfires everywhere, and the afternoon sun is warm. Sitting by the fire, everyone's complexion is slightly red, and they seem very excited.

Xin Laoqi put down his binoculars, leaned over to wake up and said, "Master, there are two people here, and there are more than a hundred guards."

A Tai was flipping through the whole sheep on the shelf with great interest, when he saw Fang Xing's gaze turned, he asked probingly with his gaze.

Fang Xing said: "Probably two leaders and more than a hundred guards."

A sincere smile appeared on Atai's face, and he ordered Yuelu, the commander of his guards, to take a look.

Fang Xing took over the job of flipping the roast lamb, and Xin Laoqi's reports came from time to time.

"Master, Yuelu has received someone. One is happy and the other is stern. The guards are left outside. The stern-faced one has no objection, but the happy one... seems a little excited, for some reason..."

Fang Xing brushed some seasoning on the sheep, and said casually: "Don't judge a person's foundation by his expression, there will always be someone who can practice the miraculous face-changing skill, you can only judge by his benefits... oops! It's done."

A Tai smiled and helped Fang Xing cut the meat together, and then said: "Xing Hebo, although Xiao Wang has wine, but he can't drink it, it's shameless."

"Since it's a family, it's fine!"

There were several large pieces of mutton on the plate in front of Fang Xing, he handed the knife to Xin Laoqi: "You guys cut it yourself, those two don't need to worry about it."

At this time Yuelu brought two men over.

The one on the left has a red face, a fat face, and a mass of fat on the chin, looking very kind.

The one on the right is a bit dark and has a serious expression, that's the guy who has been keeping a straight face.

Atai whispered: "The fat one is called Chahan, who belongs to Xiao Wang, and the darker one is called Bukhara, who is Alutai's confidant."

Without raising his eyelids, Fang Xing took out a small jar, and when he opened it, a strong aroma of wine made Atai's throat slide up and down.

"drink wine!"

Fang Xing got himself a bowl, and then handed the small jar to Atai.

Cha rarely said politely, "I've seen the sweat."

Atai said happily: "Come and meet Xing Hebo."

Chahan stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Xing Hebo."

Xin Laoqi squinted at Chahan, and stared at the black-faced Bukhara with a small knife. The atmosphere was a bit weird.

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Chapter 1144 Campfire Conference: Take the warehouse to Daming - MTL Novel

Raptors across the river!

This is Fang Xing's strategy.

As soon as he arrived in Tartar, he had to show the posture and majesty of the kingdom of heaven.

The soldiers and civilian husbands were camping together, and Fang Xing was sitting beside him, slamming his golden knife.

The girls driving the ox cart back to pull the hay were in awe and shyly glanced at the legendary demon god.

According to legend, this demon god takes human hearts as his main food. He eats one in the morning and at least five for lunch. As for dinner, there is supper...

In a word, this demon god takes pleasure in killing people, and those Beijing observations are just his actions to cover up his appetite for eating people's hearts.

But it doesn't look like it!

Although the skin on his face was a little rough, he looked serious, and he even smiled at this side, and he didn't have the fangs they said.

Fang Xing grinned, and then asked, "Have the people from Jin Yiwei gone?"

Xin Laoqi said: "Already gone, Atai sent people to accompany him on his own initiative."

"He's a smart man, but unfortunately he doesn't have the life of a king."

The group of officials on the side were chattering about something, and after waiting for a while, a man wearing a seventh-rank official uniform came over.

Fang Xing ignored him, and the man approached and cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty Zhong Ding, I have seen Xing Hebo."

"What is it?"

Fang Xing was thinking about how to win most of the support from those small tribes, otherwise Daming's infiltration plan would have little chance of success. flash dance novel network

No matter how you conquer the alien races on the grassland, unless you can turn beans into soldiers and search the entire grassland, it won't take long before the sound of horseshoes will still echo under the side wall of the city.

Zhong Ding smiled and said: "Uncle Xinghe, before Xiaguan and others left, Master Yang repeatedly told him to appease Tatars, but Xiaguan and others don't know much about Tatars, so I beg Xinghebo to send someone to advise."

Fang Xing looked at him coldly and said, "It's not a good job to come to Tatar. Benbo knows that you and others are pushed out by the local government."

Zhong Ding nodded in embarrassment, who would be assigned to the grassland for the officials who were covered by someone behind him!

Fang Xing got up and paced slowly, Zhong Ding followed behind him quietly.

"The elites of the Tatars were wiped out in the first battle, and there must be panic among the ethnic groups. They are worried about the conquest of Ming and Oala. Your task is to appease people's hearts."

"The officials know about this, the herdsmen..."

"Not herdsmen!"

Fang Xing interrupted: "The inside and outside are different, do you understand?"

Zhong Ding comprehended and said, "Yes, these people are bound to feel uneasy when they are suddenly involved by Daming. The most important thing is to appease them. After Daming is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, ahem! Maybe it would be good to build a city on the grassland."

These people!

Fang Xing shook his head, thinking that if they had allocated a little more time to figure out people's hearts and do practical things, Daming would not have reached that point later.

Zhong Ding was proud of himself, and expressed it with the help of stroking his beard, quite like the chicness of a counselor.

"Atai is like a candle in the wind at the moment, and the leaders below are Dafeng. How to balance the relationship between the two and serve Daming's interests, you have to think about it yourself. If you succeed, you will be promoted and get rich. It’s time to bury the bone grassland.”

When Zhong Ding heard this, he said urgently: "Uncle Xinghe, then you are here this time to clean up a group of people, right?"

Without the support of the army, civil servants are just blind.

Fang Xing was noncommittal, he didn't believe anyone at this time, once the strategy was leaked, Jubao Mountain Guard would be in big trouble.

Fang Xing took the risk of not camping outside, but chose to merge into a tent that could not be seen at a glance. Even if there were ditches and fences, if they were besieged at night, the threat would not be small.

Zhong Ding panicked, he was the head of the officials on this trip, if he failed, he would be the first to be responsible.

"Uncle Xinghe, Uncle..."

Fang Xing saw A Tai, and strode over, leaving behind Zhong Ding who looked panic-stricken.

A Tai's complexion was not good, and after getting together with Fang Xing, he spoke in a low voice, and the interpreter also said in a low voice: "Uncle, the people sent to report back, most of the leaders said they would come back tomorrow."

Fang Xing's eyes swept over A Tai's face instantly, as if a sharp knife stabbed his face with pain.

Atai was startled inwardly, and hastily explained: "Xinghe Bo, Xiao Wang never connected secretly."

Fang Xing said lightly: "It's almost time. Let's light up the bonfire and kill some sheep. I have some wine and meat here to make everyone happy."

There is a lot of pork on the accompanying truck, ahem! I don't know if it's broken.

...

The bonfire was lit, and the large pieces of meat were either boiled or roasted, and the faces of the herdsmen were red.

"This is a reward from His Majesty. His Majesty, the old man, knew that Arutai was going against the grain. He sent a lot of things to exchange for fine wine, gold and silver for his own enjoyment, but left you so hungry that you couldn't see the smell of meat all year round. His old man feels sorry for him!"

When Wang He said something in his sharp voice, the eunuch's clothes would naturally convince these low-level herdsmen.

"Your Majesty sent us to deliver meat, saying that he wanted the children to eat meat. God is pitiful, skinny children. If such children were in Daming, their parents would be stabbed in the back by the neighbors. They are useless!"

On the prairie, the law of the jungle still applies, and those who feed cattle and sheep may not necessarily be able to eat meat.

But Wang He's words were a bit exaggerated. In Daming, there were still people who couldn't eat enough, didn't wear warm clothes, and it was not new for people to starve to death, even if potatoes were gradually spread out and planted.

"Insufficient hearts!"

Looking around, there are bonfires everywhere, and the afternoon sun is warm. Sitting by the fire, everyone's complexion is slightly red, and they seem very excited.

Xin Laoqi put down his binoculars, leaned over to wake up and said, "Master, there are two people here, and there are more than a hundred guards."

A Tai was flipping through the whole sheep on the shelf with great interest, when he saw Fang Xing's gaze turned, he asked probingly with his gaze.

Fang Xing said: "Probably two leaders and more than a hundred guards."

A sincere smile appeared on Atai's face, and he ordered Yuelu, the commander of his guards, to take a look.

Fang Xing took over the job of flipping the roast lamb, and Xin Laoqi's reports came from time to time.

"Master, Yuelu has received someone. One is happy and the other is stern. The guards are left outside. The stern-faced one has no objection, but the happy one... seems a little excited, for some reason..."

Fang Xing brushed some seasoning on the sheep, and said casually: "Don't judge a person's foundation by his expression, there will always be someone who can practice the miraculous face-changing skill, you can only judge by his benefits... oops! It's done."

A Tai smiled and helped Fang Xing cut the meat together, and then said: "Xing Hebo, although Xiao Wang has wine, but he can't drink it, it's shameless."

"Since it's a family, it's fine!"

There were several large pieces of mutton on the plate in front of Fang Xing, he handed the knife to Xin Laoqi: "You guys cut it yourself, those two don't need to worry about it."

At this time Yuelu brought two men over.

The one on the left has a red face, a fat face, and a mass of fat on the chin, looking very kind.

The one on the right is a bit dark and has a serious expression, that's the guy who has been keeping a straight face.

Atai whispered: "The fat one is called Chahan, who belongs to Xiao Wang, and the darker one is called Bukhara, who is Alutai's confidant."

Without raising his eyelids, Fang Xing took out a small jar, and when he opened it, a strong aroma of wine made Atai's throat slide up and down.

"drink wine!"

Fang Xing got himself a bowl, and then handed the small jar to Atai.

Cha rarely said politely, "I've seen the sweat."

Atai said happily: "Come and meet Xing Hebo."

Chahan stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Xing Hebo."

Xin Laoqi squinted at Chahan, and stared at the black-faced Bukhara with a small knife. The atmosphere was a bit weird.