Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

The four southern states and Odisha, West Bengal all the way to Tripura, all coastal defenses in these places have been destroyed, and the Ming people have begun to move from Tamil Nadu, Kerala, which lost their coastal defenses. Start logging in. "

Shah Jahan hummed lightly, as if he didn't take these things to heart at all: "So, is there any more? Is there any worse news?"

Ao Zelang said: "Yes, there are more. Judging from the information obtained by my son and the current situation, the Ming people probably want to divide their troops into three groups and then advance step by step.

But the current situation is that we simply cannot mobilize enough troops to deal with the Ming people's attack, and even military pay is a big problem. "

Shah Jahan, who had been squinting just now, finally opened his eyes: "Then, tell Ben Khan, where is Ben Khan's invincible army? Also, where are the silver coins in the treasury?"

The sneer at the corner of his mouth disappeared, and Ozerambu's expression looked very serious: "Dear father, I have to tell you with regret that your invincible army is now at war with mother's natal Persia.

As for the silver in the treasury, in addition to dealing with daily expenses, it is also used to build the Taj Mahal.

In this case, we don't have much credit to recruit more fighters. "

Shah Jahan narrowed his eyes again, perhaps only through his veined hands, he could tell that Shah Jahan was not calm now.

Ozerambu is still bowing his body, waiting for Shah Jahan to give the final decision - before he has enough strength to overthrow his rule, he is his best and best son, none of them!

When Shah Jahan opened his eyes again, he turned to the prince, Daro Xiqiao: "My son, do you have any good suggestions?"

Daro Xiqiao bowed and said, "Perhaps, we can withdraw the soldiers from the north and temporarily truce with those Persian heretics."

"Heretics must die! They should all go to Hell! They are sinners! Unforgivable sinners!"

All of a sudden, Shah Jahan, who was furious, stood up from the throne.

Seeing that Daluo Xiqiao was holding back, Ozerambo bowed and said: "Then, we can increase taxes. Those heretics who don't believe in God, they still want to live in the kingdom of God, we can impose additional taxes on them. Tax."

Slowly calming down, Huangsha Jahan sat down again and narrowed his eyes again: "Even so, it only solved the problem of silver coins. But what about the army?"

Ozerambu continued: "When there are silver coins, how many fearless warriors does my father want to recruit but can't get?

Moreover, apart from the white silver coins, from the first drop of their blood, a place has been arranged for them in the heaven of milk and honey.

They can marry 72 pure beauty goddesses, and they can also get promises from the [-] relatives they intercede on their behalf.

He can enter heaven after death, and he can also kill those Harbis during his lifetime. Does father still need to worry about not having enough fighters? "

Ozerangbu's speech was very slow and his voice was very soft, but it was enough to ensure that everyone could hear what he was saying clearly.

Shah Jahan also had some changes.

But after careful consideration, Shah Jahan gave up this exciting proposal.

Fighting such a thing is not just a matter of passion - especially for untrained recruits, their casualties have always been the biggest on the battlefield.

And the war that was right in front of us, without any warning in advance, left him with no time to train these recruits—could he send them directly to the battlefield?

This is not to build a mahara, but to fight a war - obviously in the north, there are warriors who can recruit good fighters - at the very least, they should have time to receive training!

Compared with the Ming people who are all Harbi, those heretics in Persia are more like brothers who have some differences with themselves!

After gathering his composure, Shah Jahan opened his eyes again: "Ozerambu, my son, I have a very important mission for you, I hope you will not let me down!"

Ozerambu still bowed his body: "Of course, I will obey your orders and do every errand for you."

After nodding his head, Shah Jahan narrowed his eyes again: "Go to Persia and meet that damned Abbas II, Safi.

Tell him that this king will temporarily stop the war with him, and let him be honest, this king will not attack his country for the time being, remember? "

Ozerangbu bowed and said, "As you wish, my father."

Shah Jahan continued: "If he agrees, you will let the northern army stay to guard our land, and the rest will be brought back."

PS: I went to practice driving during the day today, exam three on the 21st.Now the second update is delivered, 8000 words have been updated today, and there will be an update later.

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Chapter 655 Build a Beijing Temple for Lao Tzu!

Feeling the glare of the sun, Ahail, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help squinting his eyes, turning his eyes slightly to the side.

You can't deviate any further, and you will see your companion next to you.

Whether the companion next to him went to heaven or whether 72 beautiful goddesses married him, Ahail didn't know.

What Ahail knew was that the companion next to him, who had eaten and chatted with him yesterday evening, died not far from him just like that.

Where did the arms and legs fly to? Ahhail didn't see them. The shells and explosions that kept flying across the sky made Ahhail not in the mood to look for them.

I guess I can't get it back.

Did the true god send down punishment?

Maybe it is, this kind of artillery that shouldn't appear in the world at all, maybe it can only be explained by using the true god to vent his anger.

But why didn't the true god pour out his anger on the opposite Harbis, but on his most devout believers?

The more he thought about it, the sadder Ahail became, and the more afraid he was to look at the fragmented companion next to him.

On the Taihu ship that was staying on the sea, Baihu Yang Zhong viciously kicked the artilleryman Xu Erdan on the ass: "Hurry up! Look at the one next to him, how many shots he has fired, and then look at it." you!

No matter how fucking slow, you wait until you get on the shore, I can't train you to death, I will take your surname! "

Xu Erdan is not convinced - you are also on this fucking ship, how do you know the launch speed of other ships?

As for our ship, everyone is at the same speed, what are you doing!

However, it is useless, and it is useless to be unconvinced. The official rank crushes people to death, and the military order is like a mountain.

Don't even dare to be stubborn.

This is not on land. After training, he has nothing to do. It is okay to kick him. This is in actual combat. No matter how badly he is beaten, no one will say a word.

Didn't you see that the military superintendents who are usually the most loyal to you are sitting on the side drinking tea obediently?

Thinking in my heart, Xu Erdan's speed became faster and faster, and he mechanically repeated the actions of unloading, loading, firing, and unloading with his companions.

Shen Quan on the deck yawned boredly, and looked at the opposite shore with a telescope, feeling a little unhappy.

What I yearn for is white knives in and red knives out, bastard!Get Lao Tzu to Paoying to treat this hundred households for food!

The most damning thing is, wait until these killers of the South China Sea Fleet have finished washing the ground, and then they will wash their farts after the landing of this artillery battalion!

After thinking about it, Shen Quan's mind became much more balanced—of course he had nothing to do with it, and the rest of the pawns would have nothing to do with it.

Shen Quan didn't believe how many people could survive on the other side. In this kind of scrubbing process that can blow up even an ant's nest, the most likely to die is a creature like human beings.