Chapter 1688 Ready to go! Funeral of the Great Khan!
Ten months later.
early morning.
The weather is clear and sunny.
Wearing armor, Dorgon, as the commander-in-chief of the expedition against the Mongol Khan King Battelle, stood in front of the ten thousand-horse phalanx at the gate of the city, making final preparations for the expedition.
Thousands of knights lined up in formation, with a surging military spirit. The morning light fell on their pitch-black armor, reflecting the awe-inspiring aura!
Purity is the virtue of water.
Therefore, black is respected and respected.
At this moment, one hundred thousand cavalry were all clad in black armor, like a fierce and majestic black dragon, winding in front of the city gate, looking sharp and unstoppable!
"Send the order to supervise the country and send out the army!"
After a while, an order came from the top of the city.
"Respectfully obey the orders of the state!"
Dorgon took the talisman handed over by the envoy, stepped onto his horse with a solemn expression, waved his scimitar vigorously, shouted and set off, the cavalry roared, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded like thunder.
The army set off and headed towards Monan Mongolia.
But when Longchang City behind him gradually turned into a black dot on the horizon, Dorgon couldn't help but look back, but secretly felt a sense of joy in his heart.
Because he knew that during this expedition, he would be temporarily away from the dispute between the two "fathers".
"I don't know which dad will win when the time comes..."
On top of the city tower.
Yang Fan, dressed in the official imperial uniform, stood with his hands behind his hands, watching the ten thousand horses go away.
In this expedition, in addition to ten thousand knights, many Baylor and generals, they were also accompanied by the shaman Lord Storm Lord, and the Chonglou disciple next to Huang Taiji - Mr. Fan.
Coupled with Dorgon's Qinglong seed, it should not be a problem to deal with the Mongolian Khan King Bat'er.
The only thing that needs to be considered is the Red Sect around Battle, and the one the Red Sect worships - the Master of the Nine Buddhas!
However, Yang Fan believed that Huang Taiji would find a way to solve the matter if he got the jade seal. Even if he didn't ask Dao Mai to take action, I'm afraid he would
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I can't help but take action secretly!
After all, as a treasure of luck, the jade seal is still very tempting to those who are interested in fighting for the dragon!
"By the way, Huang Taiji, how is the peace negotiation going?"
Suddenly, Yang Fan asked.
"Reporting to the Supervisor, the mission has arrived at Ningyuan City and is in contact with the Ming Dynasty."
Huang Taiji hurriedly stepped forward and said: "I have asked Qian Muzhai to carry a lot of gold and silver property and organize them. News has been coming back one after another in the past two days."
Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment and said tentatively, "So, I plan to wait until my father Khan is buried, and then I will personally go to meet with the high-ranking Ming Dynasty leader, that is, the Marquis Chen..."
"The peace talks are important, so why not delay them? Let's set out today!"
Yang Fan waved his hand, looking quite trusting of the other party.
He was also curious about what outcome Huang Taiji could negotiate.
Huang Taiji's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that the other party would not give him a chance to attend Nurhaci's funeral!
You know, the king lives from birth to death, and the funeral ceremony is the final act.
The saying that emperors spent their entire lives building tombs is no joke.
Because this funeral ceremony represents the official completion of the transfer of imperial power and orthodoxy!
Previously, Dorgon was about to go on an expedition. Although it was a coincidence that he had doubts about it, he also had the intention of secretly adding fuel to the flames. But now that it was his turn, this feeling was undoubtedly extremely bad!
Because this means that he cannot benefit from the funeral!
"You really deserve to die!"
Huang Taiji cursed secretly in his heart, but he knew in his heart that he could not fight against the opponent at this time, so he could only respond calmly: "Yes, Supervisor, I will set off today.
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After the army set off for the expedition, the originally jittery scene in the city due to the fierce military strength gradually calmed down. However, the undercurrent underneath did not stop, but was brewing rapidly.
It was under this situation that Nurhachi's funeral was finally held as scheduled.
However, the location was changed from the original Shengjing City to the current Longchang City.
Moreover, Huang Taiji and Dorgon were not here because they were responsible for negotiating peace and going on expeditions. The faint coincidence of the arrangement gave some unspeakable feelings inside and outside the Qing court.
In the quiet room of the prisoner's palace.
Yang Fan took two steps back, admired his work, and sighed.
"Tsk tsk, your face pinching skills haven't deteriorated!"
Since Nurhachi's body had disappeared when Maitreya Buddha attacked him last time, Yang Fan had to make a fake one. Fortunately, he was quite proficient in this method, and the fake one was exactly the same as the original one in appearance and appearance.
Liu Xuan behind him watched this scene with his own eyes without any change in his expression.
After Yang Fan finished admiring it, he stepped forward and said: "The funeral has been prepared. Huang Taiji and Dorgon have both left Longchang. When the funeral is completed, the young master's Qinglong will be further advanced!"
"Um."
Yang Fan nodded.
"In addition, the Tantric Cult is already ready to stir up trouble. I'm afraid it might happen around the time of Nurhaci's funeral."
"Just wait for them!"
A cold look flashed across Yang Fan's eyes.
With Mi Huizhi's covert cooperation, and Benji's continuous wooing over the past few days, Sanluo Gyatso is almost always a bright star in his eyes!
Especially the wealth of the Qing Dynasty that the Esoteric Cult had embezzled, that was his Yang’s land and population!
"It's just young master, if by any chance it disturbs the sun..."
Liu Xuan felt a little worried in his heart.
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"It doesn't matter."
Yang Fan waved his hand, but his mind was silent.
In the current situation where the world is open to restrictions, the other party cannot go down to the lower realm at all. Unless the other party is willing to let go of the authority of the Great Sun, there may still be a chance to go down to the lower realm.
If not, then we can only attack from across the border!
And when Yang Fan has reached this point, although he has not integrated all the Qinglong formed in the Qing Dynasty, holding Qinglong is equivalent to a half-step ancestral state!
Coupled with the addition of Shui De and part of the moon power in hand, it is almost equivalent to a living ancestor!
Otherwise, killing a Yuan Yin would be like squeezing a chicken to death!
At this time, he already understood why the three Taoist ancestors and the three Buddha ancestors were so powerful.
That's because they are from the ancestral realm, holding the true authority, with a deep foundation, and then they have a long river authority that is consistent with their own strength, which is almost equivalent to dual-wielding authority, so they cannot be tyrannical!
Comparatively speaking, although people like Chen Yuan and Da Ri are extremely powerful, their fundamentals are inferior.
Therefore, he also intended to take this opportunity to experience the power of the sun!
As for whether Da Ri would be angry afterwards and cut off all the power of the group of people Banji had won over, he thought not. If it was really weakened and unable to defeat these people, he would no longer use the secret sect, but Da Ri would undoubtedly
There are no tools to spread prestige.
At that time, it is not certain who will lose more!
"Yes, sir!"
Seeing that Yang Fan had made up his mind, Liu Xuan pressed his words of persuasion, but he also understood how powerful Yang Fan was, holding the Qinglong.
As long as he is not tricked like Nurhachi, unless the sun comes and dares to take the risk of regicide against Yang Fan, otherwise, at least the world will be safe.
"What a great day..."
Yang Fan was actually a little eager to give it a try!