Chapter 199: Bombarding Shengjing and Taking Guangning

As for Wang Yan's twenty-some cannons, they were barely okay for attacking and defending cities, but they were truly poor for field battles. After all, he only had twenty-some cannons in total, and the range was far from reaching the level of several kilometers; their main role was to destroy the enemy's battle formation. If he wanted to saturate the strike and level the hill, that was still a long way off.

His three rounds of cannon fire went over, and the battle formation on the hill had long been scattered. Over ten thousand people, not to mention being in chaos, but wanting to reorganize the battle formation and organize a counterattack also needed some time.

In this short time, it was only one mile, enough for Wang Yan to lead people to kill their way up...

After the battle, it was almost evening. Wang Yan ordered to clean the battlefield, treat the wounded, bury the pot, and cook the meal. Let them be afraid for a while, and it wouldn't be too late to go tomorrow.

Without bragging, under the current circumstances, ten thousand Later Jin cavalry charging in a field battle could beat fifty, sixty, seventy, or eighty thousand Great Ming troops without any difficulty. "Invincible by ten thousand" was indeed a fact to a certain extent.

In the end, he still had to develop the technology tree and avoid weaknesses. If he let Wang Yan train the army properly and rely purely on hard-power cavalry charge to fight Huang Taiji, he wouldn't even think about it for four or five years.

He could come and go freely in the rear of the enemy with hundreds or thousands of troops, mainly relying on General Wang's Mobile Corps Commander techniques. If it were a hard collision, it wouldn't be enough for others to fight.

Up to now, only the battle of Zaolishan could be considered a hard collision, but he used explosive packs there, and after a wave of entanglement, he lost nearly two thousand people, dead and injured...

With the just-boiled Liaohe water, Wang Yan ate meat jerky as military rations on the hillside.

After a while, Wang Ming, Zhang Zonglong, and a group of high-level officers found him: "General."

"Um, speak."

"In this battle, our cavalry lost fifteen hundred, and the infantry lost nearly three thousand, but most of the infantry casualties were reserve military households."

"What was the result?"

Wang Ming grinned and said first: "Reporting to you, General, in this battle we killed over fifteen thousand Jianzhou Jurchens, and the remaining five thousand ran away. There are over seven thousand heads with intact skulls. We captured over three thousand warhorses, and countless other bows, crossbows, and armor."

Wang Yan nodded: "Arrange it. After the seriously wounded are treated, they will be escorted back to Jinzhou by other injured personnel who have no combat ability. Don't forget the brothers' corpses; send them back together. Also, don't forget to have Sun Fugui arrange for someone to send the report of victory to the capital."

"Yes, General."

"All of you go to rest; tomorrow we will be at the Jianzhou Jurchens' old nest..."

Watching a group of subordinates walk away, Wang Yan thought that the news would be sent over soon.

With such a big movement, it was impossible for the subordinates of others in Jinzhou City not to know, and it was also impossible not to pass this news back. Including his full army mobilization without saying a word or greeting, Man Gui would also have thoughts. Once he received the news, he would definitely report it upward at the first opportunity; otherwise, if he lost the battle, Man Gui couldn't carry the pot.

Wang Yan had confidence from the beginning, guaranteeing that he wouldn't collapse, and after fighting a proper battle today, his confidence was simply bursting. This battle was a sure win; what was Huang Taiji?

If he lost, there was no need to say; his troops were all gone, and no one would protect him, so it was death.

And in the case of his victory, everyone in the entire Liaodong and even the court, one by one, would have to be honest.

The situation was special now, and it wasn't a big problem for him to provoke Zhu Youjian like this. Zhu Youjian had already clarified the situation of the Great Ming, and the civil officials were all busy with their own agendas, busy getting promoted, grabbing positions, and skimming silver. The national treasury was empty enough to run horses, and the Beijing Camp had long been abolished. What would they use to deal with him?

Transfer Liaodong troops to suppress? Did they dare to move? Anyone knew that Wang Yan must have arrangements; who was whose person, who knew? Not to mention these, just assuming Wang Yan was alone, what if Wang Yan was insane and directly let the Later Jin pass, or even helped the Later Jin fight?

This bunch of people hadn't fought the Later Jin, but Wang Yan could beat Huang Taiji, so were they capable? No one was stupid enough to think "he can do it, so I can do it"; no matter civil or military, this kind of idiot couldn't reach a high position.

Therefore, after this battle, it would truly be a case of the sky being high for him to fly. At most, they would make some small moves, restricting some supplies or something. But that would be overestimating the majesty of the imperial court and underestimating the merchants of the Great Ming. As long as there was silver, what wouldn't they dare to sell?

Huang Taiji received the news of the defeat in the middle of the night. The old bastard was hugging his wife and dreaming of bombarding the capital, but after being awakened by his subordinates and hearing such news, Huang Taiji was stunned for a long time...

After reacting, Huang Taiji issued orders one after another: Shengjing and Liaoyang were to hold the city tightly and not go out to fight. As for Guangning, which was further away, four hundred miles was too far for news to be transmitted, and it was uncertain what would happen halfway, so he could only hope they held on.

To tell the truth, when he issued this order, Huang Taiji felt very aggrieved and humiliated. When did they mix to the point of being beaten by the Great Ming to the point of shrinking back? It was truly sorry for his ancestors...

The Later Jin had over one hundred thousand troops, but that included the Mongolian miscellaneous army that had been conquered, as well as the Han people who had been reorganized. There were at most one hundred thousand real Banner soldiers.

In the winter, Wang Yan had fought all the nearby tribes that had submitted to Huang Taiji, and he had exterminated all those who didn't submit. So apart from a few tribes that moved to the northeast, most of them were gone. This time, most of the people Huang Taiji sent out were Banner soldiers, who were real elites, with only a few Mongols mixed in.

The Later Jin occupied most of the northeast region, and hundreds of thousands of Han people needed to be suppressed. If Huang Taiji sent troops again, and if he lost again, it would all be over. And today's battle was fought so quickly, and the defeat was so sudden, and Wang Yan's offensive was so fierce, so it was normal for Huang Taiji not to send troops. Because he didn't dare to gamble the life of the entire Later Jin, because he couldn't afford to lose.

Of course, Huang Taiji could also see that Wang Yan didn't have the intention of doing a big job. After all, if he really wanted to attack Shengjing and try to exterminate them in one battle, what were twenty thousand people for? Just hold on for a while.

The next day, the 20th.

After eating early, at the beginning of the sunrise, Wang Yan led the remaining less than twenty thousand people to break camp and go north, aiming at Shengjing.

There was no one on the road anymore. After all, even if there were people, they couldn't stop Wang Yan's attack, so it was better to withdraw them to preserve effective strength. In the past, it was always the Great Ming that strengthened the walls and cleared the fields, but now it was used by Huang Taiji. It was only twenty thousand people... It had to be said that this was a loud slap in the face of the Great Ming by Wang Yan.

Without haste, the scouts in front were shouting and chasing the reconnaissance cavalry released by Huang Taiji everywhere. Wang Yan led the troops and arrived at the camp three miles south of Shengjing City near evening...

Normally, it was five miles or ten miles to open up a strategic buffer distance to avoid night raids, encirclement, etc. Was General Wang afraid of that? He had come all the way here and had already received news from the rear. The two flank teams, despite having few people, were firing cannons and circling to the rear to harass, making the garrisons of Guangning and Haizhou not dare to come out at all.

Moreover, they were not far from Jinzhou on both sides, and the replenishment of ammunition and supplies was quite timely, so they weren't afraid of waste, and they would fire cannons when they had nothing to do. They didn't bombard the city walls or city gates, but just smashed them high into the city...

Arriving at the place, the main force rested, and the artillery and their guards went up to set up cannons under the sky full of arrows and gunfire.

Huang Taiji had found craftsmen to develop Red Barbarian Cannons, and even after such a long time, he had achieved some results. But the cannons he developed were not much different from the one-mile level at Ningyuan; they couldn't reach people at all, and he didn't have many cannons in total.

Wang Yan held a telescope and looked at the opposite city wall; he wanted to find out what Huang Taiji looked like. But he looked for a long time and didn't see anyone who looked like Huang Taiji. After all, when Huang Taiji appeared, there must be a large number of guards around him, and there was really no such person on the city wall. It might also be that he knew the power of his guns and cannons, which scared Huang Taiji so much that he didn't dare to come up to supervise the battle. After all, guns and cannons had no eyes; what if he was taken away by a cannon?

Once the cannons were set up and the angle adjusted, the signal soldier waved the flag to signal, and in an instant, twenty-some cannons fired in unison. The pointed cannonballs flew over a distance of eight hundred meters in a moment and bombarded the bunkers on the south city wall, and then exploded instantly...

After three rounds of shelling, the bunkers on the city wall and the Red Barbarian Cannons that Huang Taiji treasured were all gone.

Seeing such powerful destructive power, the world was silent in an instant, and the Later Jin soldiers on the city wall even forgot to shoot arrows, staring blankly at the broken and collapsed bunkers and the twenty-some cannons lined up below.

Yesterday, they heard that the Ming dogs had powerful firearms and cannons, but they didn't expect them to be so powerful. Just now, they watched with their own eyes that there wasn't a single living person in the bunker. They had been shooting arrows here for half a day and hadn't killed a single person, but after three rounds of shelling, nearly a hundred people were gone. They were flesh and blood; that power, even the city gate couldn't withstand a few cannons. What did they have to fight with? How to fight? Wasn't that just sending their lives?

Wang Yan's subordinates didn't care, watching the group of Jianzhou Jurchens in the distance staring blankly and laughing loudly, and even a group of horses just snorted and dug the ground with their hooves, as if they were laughing at the opposite side.

These horses had been bombarded by cannons; otherwise, when the guns and cannons sounded, the opposite side wouldn't be like that, but they would be in chaos. Not to mention being laughed at, the cavalry wouldn't have combat effectiveness, and they would be slaughtered.

After smashing three more rounds into the city, Wang Yan ordered to rest and bombard again tomorrow.

At the same time, a person dressed as a small soldier on the city wall stubbornly didn't let anyone help him and slowly went down the city wall.

Since Huang Taiji knew there were powerful cannons, he would definitely not be stupid enough to stand on the city wall and show off; that was just asking to be bombarded. So he wisely disguised himself as a small soldier and watched the situation on the field.

He had already tried his best to overestimate the power of the opposite artillery, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. At this moment, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he felt a bit helpless. And that was only twenty-some cannons; if they brought over a hundred, wouldn't his Shengjing City be leveled? How the hell was he supposed to fight?

Huang Taiji thought silently, he might really be sorry for his ancestors...

Wang Yan led people to openly cook in the city, specially boiling the meat jerky, and the food for nearly twenty thousand people... The only thing that wasn't beautiful was that this was in the northeast, and the north wind was blowing, so the fragrance was blown to the south, which was only occasionally when the wind stopped, and it could drift over a little.

But these few were enough, enough to make the opposite side greedy. In previous years, when they went south to plunder, they ate meat in big mouthfuls and drank wine in big bowls. This year, it wouldn't work; the Later Jin was short of supplies because of Wang Yan, and there was no such good thing. So this winter, these rank-and-file soldiers were treated badly enough; how could they stand the smell of meat?

Wang Yan was also bored, stimulating Huang Taiji. Besides, eating meat for twenty thousand people was also a kind of strength. Even if he hadn't harassed the rear before, the Later Jin couldn't do it for all the soldiers. But now Wang Yan had done it, and even the trashiest military households could eat meat every few days.

But it was only supplying twenty thousand people; the cost of more was too high for him to bear. Just like now, the price of pigs in the northern region had soared because of his buying. If there were more, not to mention the price, even the supply couldn't keep up. Influenced by him, the commoners in the northern region would all raise pigs this year, but they could only harvest one wave this year, and it would be difficult next year.

The drought led to thousands of miles of red land, people eating each other, and peasant uprisings destroying social order and disrupting life and production; where the hell were there things to raise pigs? Not to mention pigs, even the land was not farmed by anyone. After all, the cost of planting and harvesting was not much, and they had to pay taxes and be robbed, so why plant it? It was better to rebel, rob, kill officials, and make a fortune; it was much easier...

Therefore, Wang Yan would also collect some piglets this year to cultivate breeding pigs, and then raise them on a large scale himself. He hadn't done it before because he lacked time, energy, and manpower. He would only be able to raise pigs and farm with peace of mind after he beat Huang Taiji into submission and there would be no major wars for a long time. There were also the cattle and sheep in Mongolia, all of which had to be raised.

The next day, the 21st.

After resting openly under the city for a night and eating, he organized manpower to start bombarding Shengjing City...

At the same time, the Forbidden City.

After four days of eight-hundred-mile urgent reports and fast horses, the news of Wang Yan's unauthorized troop mobilization was placed on Zhu Youjian's desk.

After reading it in detail, Zhu Youjian angrily swept a pile of memorials on the table off the table: "How dare he? How dare he? Ah? I want to kill him, kill him..."

Wang Chengen and a group of serving eunuchs didn't dare to say a word, silently lowering their heads and standing there, listening to the sound of vases shattering.

Zhu Youjian was truly angry. Was this Wang Yan crazy? He hadn't made any moves yet, and Wang Yan had gone out to find death himself? Finding death was one thing, but he was also dragging Liaodong along? If Jinzhou was lost this time, the stable situation in Liaodong would instantly collapse, and it would return to the state of being beaten by the Jianzhou Jurchens, which had too much impact.

He did intend to pacify Liaodong, but he also knew that he was powerless to look north in the short term. The interior was riddled with holes and a mess; how could he go north to pacify Liaodong? So he was also relieved by the stability of Liaodong, allowing him to put more energy into the interior. But he never expected that at this time, Wang Yan would actually mobilize troops...

He wasn't a fool; of course, he knew why Wang Yan did it. His actions in Shanhai Pass were indeed intentional probing.

It was mainly because Wang Yan had repeatedly sent troops into the pass, making him feel very insecure. After such a long time, he also knew that Wei Zhongxian had been taken away by Wang Yan; this was purely challenging his bottom line.

But he had only changed two people in key positions; he hadn't thought about cleaning up Wang Yan in the short term, so was the reaction so big? Truly damn it...

After a long time, having vented enough, Zhu Youjian sat down panting: "Summon the Cabinet Elders to discuss matters."

Before long, the few old men working in the Cabinet came over.

"Your Majesty."

Zhu Youjian waved his hand: "Exempt from bowing, take your seats."

"We thank Your Majesty."

"Show the urgent report from the front to the Cabinet Elders."

Wang Chengen nodded, took the document, handed it to the Chief Assistant, and then it was passed around.

Looking at the old men with solemn expressions, Zhu Youjian frowned: "The intelligence has been read; what do the Cabinet Elders think?"

An old man smacked his lips: "Your Majesty, it's not easy to handle. If Wang Yan is fine, then everything is fine. If something happens, if these twenty thousand people are beaten by the Jianzhou Jurchens, Jinzhou City... I'm afraid it won't be kept..."

The others also said a bunch of useless things; anyway, there wasn't a single serious sentence.

Zhu Youjian's face turned black as he listened. Didn't I know that? Do I need you to compare?

"What's the use of saying this now?" The Chief Assistant old man saw Zhu Youjian's bad face and said: "Your Majesty, I think the top priority is to hold Ningyuan. As long as Ningyuan is not lost, Shanhai Pass will be worry-free."

Zhu Youjian looked at Wang Chengen to the side: "Order the troops of Jizhen, Xuanfu, and Datong to go north, and send an edict to Wang Zhichen, telling him that he must hold Ningyuan."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wang Chengen responded and ran out hurriedly.

Zhu Youjian waved his hand depressedly: "Cabinet Elders, please return."

"We take our leave."

Watching the trembling backs of the few old bastards, Zhu Youjian was truly angry. He found these few to come up with ideas, not to say things that anyone could see.

Zhu Youjian thought silently, this won't do; these few old bastards are useless, and he has to change them...

What he couldn't understand was that he had already changed a wave of the Cabinet, so why were the ones he changed to even worse?

Thinking and thinking, he thought of that big idiot Wang Yan again, and the more he thought, the angrier he became. He simply rested for a while and studied in the dark how to deal with that bastard if Wang Yan didn't die this time...

Anyway, with the strength shown so far, Wang Yan's twenty thousand people couldn't pacify Shengjing, so Huang Taiji was determined to be a turtle behind closed doors. He didn't worry about his position anymore; after all, people were bombarding them outside, so whoever felt they were capable could go out of the city and fight them. Studying him was what kind of ability?

Wang Yan didn't think about anything else; just letting Huang Taiji recognize reality was enough. So he bombarded for a morning, and after using up most of the cannonballs they brought, he ate lunch openly, and Wang Yan led people away.

Huang Taiji, who was hiding in the north of the city, heard that Wang Yan had retreated, let out a long breath, sent a team of people to follow Wang Yan's troops, and then went back to deal with the aftermath.

Bombarding for a morning, his losses were relatively large. Although he evacuated the residents near the south city as soon as possible, there were always unlucky ghosts. Not to mention the bunkers in the south city that were leveled, the houses, etc., the entire south city was paralyzed, and all these had to be dealt with.

It was also this bombardment that made Huang Taiji more determined to develop guns and cannons; that thing was too damn useful. If he had that, he would have fought to the capital long ago...

On the way to retreat, Wang Yan marched urgently, camped in Liaozhong that day to rest, and ordered the two thousand people attacking Haizhou to retreat and gather at Guangning Wei.

On the 22nd, Wang Yan led troops to cross the Liaohe again. In the process, he pulled out several fortresses that didn't receive news in time and hadn't retreated and were preparing to gather to fight Jinzhou, marched one hundred and fifty miles, and directly fought to the place fifty miles away from Guangning Wei to camp. At the same time, the team of people in Haizhou also returned to Panshan, and tomorrow morning they would go to meet with the two thousand people attacking Guangning Wei.

On the 23rd, at noon, Wang Yan led troops to kill directly outside the East City Gate of Guangning. Once there, he didn't say a word and directly set up cannons to bombard the city gate, and the four thousand people who had already met bombarded the South Gate.

Huang Taiji initially thought Wang Yan had simply retreated, and it wasn't until yesterday when he was stationed fifty miles outside Guangning Wei that Huang Taiji realized Wang Yan was going to fight Guangning. But by the time he got the news, it was already midnight, and it was impossible to make it in time. He was afraid that sending troops to rescue would fall into Wang Yan's trap, so he could only pretend he didn't know about this matter. If Guangning was gone, let it be gone...

Near evening, the city of Guangning was broken, ten thousand enemies were killed, six thousand were captured, and the spoils were countless...

It was also at this time that the report of victory of the Battle of Liaozhong reached the capital.

Zhu Youjian finally understood that Wang Yan was not a madman; the man really had strength. What was written at the end of the document? It was the troop advancement to Shengjing. This was clearly telling him that the Jianzhou Jurchens could be exterminated in a backhand, and pacifying Liaodong was easy? This was telling him not to make small moves, otherwise he would lead troops into the pass? Damn it, who are you scaring?

After figuring it out, Zhu Youjian was even angrier, far angrier than when Wang Yan was about to die before. He was the Emperor of the Great Ming Empire, threatened by a border general? Key was that he was really... wait until the day of the centenary, from the founding Emperor and the Chengzu Emperor all the way to his dead ghost brother, wouldn't they kick him around?

That night, the vases and ornaments in the study that had just been changed were shattered all over the floor again...

On the 24th, after sleeping soundly in Guangning Wei for a night, Wang Yan ordered the four thousand troops from Yixian and Panshan to gather and station in Panshan. In this way, the garrison in Panshan reached five thousand people.

He ordered the market near Yixian to move to the city of Guangning Wei for operation. The original one thousand troops in Yixian were dismantled and supplemented into the Mongolian tribal garrison, and the number of garrisons in each place increased to four hundred, totaling four thousand.

After dealing with some things, leaving less than ten thousand regular soldiers stationed in Guangning Wei, Wang Yan led the remaining military households back to Jinzhou City in the middle of the night.

This expedition lasted for eight days, and with the price of losing nearly five thousand soldiers, he perfectly achieved the established goal.

Once the news spread, Liaodong would return to its original harmony, the court would also choose to ignore the outside of the pass, and some civil and military officials would not have the courage to come and find trouble with him. And he had taken Guangning Wei and opened up considerable territory for his management. Once the internal disasters and peasant uprisings started next year, there would be even less energy to manage him, making him a real local Emperor of Liaodong.

The only bad thing was that before he set out, he calculated that the Emperor star fell in the north, but that didn't blow Huang Taiji to death... He would have to study it when he had nothing to do in the future...

The next day, knowing the news of Wang Yan's return, early in the morning, the Zhou sisters, Zhang Yan, and Ding Baiying, who was holding her belly, all found Wang Yan, who had finished practicing martial arts and just finished washing up.

Looking at Ding Baiying holding her belly with amusement, Wang Yan said: "It's only been a month; what are you holding your belly for?"

Ding Baiying rolled her eyes: "I'm willing; what's it to you?"

Laughing heartily, Wang Yan didn't ask for trouble.

It was interesting to say that such a woman who acted unrestrainedly, traveled the world, and drew her sword to kill at every turn, had a really big contrast after truly following Wang Yan. Now that she was pregnant, it was even more incredible. She was ten thousand times careful, and her special Miao saber had been put away to eat dust, saying it was too sharp and she was afraid of hurting the child...

Zhang Yan was fine, but the Zhou sisters looked at Ding Baiying with envy, constantly throwing flirtatious glances at Wang Yan.

"What's the hurry? Take your time; everyone will definitely have one." As he spoke, Wang Yan turned around and said: "Let's go, let's go eat breakfast; I haven't eaten two hot bites for a while."

They ate a sumptuous breakfast together with smiles.

Midway, the personal guards had the young maid pass on a message, saying Sun Fugui had come.

After eating, Wang Yan went to the middle hall of the front yard and saw Sun Fugui drinking tea and eating pastries there: "Didn't you eat breakfast?"

Sun Fugui hurriedly got up and saluted: "I heard you returned last night, so I came to pay respects at the first opportunity."

"Stop flattering, sit down and talk." Wang Yan sat down and took a sip of tea: "How were the few days I was away? Did anyone come to find trouble?"

Sun Fugui sat down and shook his head: "Everything is fine. It's just that the day after you left, Regional Commander Man came to inspect, asked about the defense situation in the city, gave two instructions, and left. Then a few days ago, I heard you won a victory in Liaozhong, and the civil and military officials of Liaodong as well as some merchants who have dealings with us all sent gifts. Oh, and Regional Commander Man also sent things, and sent a message saying you should go see him at the first opportunity when you return."

He didn't say anything else. Although he didn't see the full intention of Wang Yan's expedition, there must be an unavoidable reason for mobilizing troops without military orders. Now that he had won and returned in triumph, there was no need to say so much. Especially when the subordinates of those civil officials came to send gifts a few days ago, he saw those faces very clearly, and he knew at a glance that this victory was of extraordinary significance.

Hearing that someone sent gifts, Wang Yan sneered: "Go back and count them. Who in Liaodong didn't send us gifts, who sent the most, and who sent the least."

"Yes, General."

"You know Guangning Wei was taken, right?"

"I knew yesterday."

Nodding, Wang Yan said: "Old Sun, do you have any thoughts about taking charge of Guangning Wei?"

Hearing this, Sun Fugui was stunned for a moment: "Many thanks for the promotion, General, but I'm just familiar with logistics now, and I haven't led over ten thousand people, so I'm afraid I'm not up to the task..."

He didn't refuse because of the oil and water in logistics; after all, the share of the officers had a clear rank, and it was what it was. If he really wanted to move hands and feet in logistics, not to mention Wang Yan, he had already beheaded many people?

It was mainly because he knew his own limits. He knew this meant he would leave logistics and move to the combat sequence in the future. Although he didn't have to go to the battlefield, he felt that the logistics stall was handy now. If he were really asked to take charge of over ten thousand troops, or even fight group battles in the future, he really wouldn't be good at it.

"Fine, it's all up to you. Since you don't want to do it, just be your logistics general manager steadily."

Sun Fugui grinned: "Many thanks, General."

Wang Yan smiled: "We are all our own brothers; of course, we do whatever we want. What's there to thank?"

Without answering, who would believe this? Sun Fugui said: "General, Wei Zhongxian sent someone to find me before, saying he wanted to see you."

Wang Yan wondered: "Thought it through? When was this?"

"It was the day the news of your victory came back."

"Let's go, let's go see if our Nine-Thousand-Year-Old has thought it through."

As he spoke, Wang Yan put down the teacup, got up, and went out the door toward the south of the city. Sun Fugui, Wang Ming, and a group of personal guards followed behind.

As for Man Gui's message, saying go see him at the first opportunity when he returned, what if he didn't see him? Let him cool off for a while first.

On the surface, he and Man Gui were in a subordinate relationship, but it had always been a relationship of interests. Man Gui's care was all exchanged for silver and military merit. Even if he wasn't polite, Man Gui was the one who ate the most from him.

This time he mobilized troops without orders, which was almost raising the flag of rebellion, and he wasn't sure what Man Gui's attitude was. First empty him for a day, give him time to think clearly... ===== CHAPTER 200 =====