The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 256 Dark clouds threaten to destroy the city

"How many people can there be? In front of the Imperial Guards, no matter how many people there are, they are nothing but chickens and dogs."

The burly Shitou patted his chest, his bright eyes revealing a look of disdain, and he said in a muffled voice: "My lord, leave it to me!"

"Since ancient times, the imperial power has not extended below the county level. Local clans have controlled thousands of people, countless resources, and military forces."

"According to the Tianjiansi, the entire Qing Dynasty is full of militia commanders. The big ones have tens of thousands of soldiers, and the small ones have thousands. The total number of big and small is at least 30 million."

The skinny monkey frowned and spoke solemnly.

The fake aristocratic families have no relatives to rely on, and they get a position in the court. They work diligently for decades, but when there is unrest, they are arrested and captured without a fight;

The real aristocratic families have thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of members. Everyone in the government office is his own people, and even the gangs in the city are his black gloves.

It has hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile farmland, spans states and counties, and has its own iron workshop, wine workshop, etc. It is a small society that is completely self-sufficient.

Once the imperial court is unfavorable to them, they can recruit a considerable army in an instant, and there are countless talents to govern the world.

"How much? Thirty million?"

Hearing this, Shi Tou, who had been eager to try just now, was stunned and could not believe it.

Too many ants will kill the elephant!
Thirty million soldiers could fill the entire Northeast Plain, and a spit from each of them could drown two hundred thousand imperial guards. If they were allowed to unite as one, there would be no need to fight a war.

"Just a little more."

The skinny monkey nodded and clenched his pale fists.

Qingdi City tried its best to eradicate the aristocratic families and the underworld forces. For the future of the family, many gentry and powerful people tried their best to recruit soldiers.

If the people's power is really squeezed to the limit, it is not impossible for hundreds of millions of soldiers to appear in times of crisis, and the shadow of war will fill the entire area outside the Great Wall.

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Mongol Empire, Royal Court.

On the green grass, white tents are blooming endlessly. Countless Mongolians are either strengthening their muscles, participating in traditional wrestling matches, or feeding livestock.

The loud and melodious singing voice resounded through the sky, its roughness mixed with an uplifting spirit, very passionate.

The black and white Sulu Ingot fluttered in the wind. Inside the towering Khan's tent, a lively banquet was taking place, with kumis and mutton piled up like mountains.

"Great Khan, please save our Qing Dynasty!"

The eighth prince Yinsi, who was on the left, put down the dagger he was using to cut meat, cupped his hands, and requested eagerly.

At that time, the Huns, Turks and Mongols were the most powerful people in the entire grassland. They had millions of cavalrymen, covering the sky and the earth like a rushing river.

Starting from Shengjing City, the delegation of more than a thousand people rode at full speed all the way from east to west, and it took a full half month. The hardship they endured is beyond the imagination of outsiders!
"Eighth Prince, don't worry."

"Come on, let's have a drink first!"

The shaman Huoerchi, who had predicted that Genghis Khan would achieve great things, picked up a bowl of milky white kumis, laughed, and drank it all in one gulp.

In the entire Mongol Empire, Huoerchi was eloquent and had first-class eloquence. He could fight poison with poison. It was very appropriate to use him to entertain the talented Eighth Prince, and they engaged in a heated argument for a while.

"The Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang was banished to the mortal world. He has extraordinary martial arts skills and no one in the world can defeat him."

"The soldiers under your command are skilled in the art of military formations and can defeat a hundred enemies alone. Without reinforcements, the Two Realms Pass will not last long. Khan, we are in dire straits."

After clenching his white fist, the Eighth Prince Yinsi stood up and spoke eloquently, making a big fuss about the threat of Qingdi City. His words made everyone eager to take action. The Mongolian Empire was adjacent to the land outside the Great Wall. If Qingdi City really annexed the Qing Dynasty, one plus one would be greater than two, and Mongolia would be in trouble.

"Let me think about this."

Genghis Khan Temujin, sitting on the throne, laughed and made excuses.

There is gain and loss. While inheriting hundreds of years of heritage, we also inherit the hatred and historical baggage between each other.

The Qing Dynasty had a grudge against the Golden Family and enslaved the Mongols for hundreds of years. The two sides had deep historical conflicts, but Mongolia had no conflicts with Qingdi City.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a loud roar pierced the clouds and split the rocks, and a giant eagle with a wingspan of dozens of feet brought news from afar.

"The barrier between the two realms has been breached. The troops of Qingdi City are heading straight for Liaoyang City."

After a while, the noisy tent fell silent. Temujin browsed the information on the note with a serious expression. An invisible imperial power came over him, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

"The barrier between the two realms has been broken?"

Upon hearing this shocking news, the Eighth Prince was stunned for an instant. He fell onto the blanket, his whole body in a daze, with lifeless eyes.

Liangjie Pass was the first barrier of the Qing Dynasty against Qingdi City, and also the most important pass, gathering half of the entire dynasty’s military strength, especially the 400,000 Eight Banners soldiers.

With the whole country's strength, each of the Eight Banners soldiers is a top fighter. They can shoot arrows without missing a target and hit whatever they point at. Coupled with their innate martial arts skills, they are the army that protects the country.

Now that it is all gone, the Qing Dynasty can be said to have been severely damaged. If there were no external factors, it would basically be over.

After a long while, the Eighth Prince suppressed his anxiety and knelt on the ground: "Khan, as long as Mongolia is willing to send troops, no matter what the price is, it is fine."

"Ceding territory and paying compensation is fine?"

Seeing this, the shaman Huoerchi inserted the dagger into the mutton and asked solemnly.

There is no emotion between countries, only interests, and everything is based on interests.

Previously, the Eighth Prince only knew how to talk, but he didn't do anything practical. How could the Mongol Empire send troops for the interests of others?
"Anything works!"

"Before I left, the Emperor gave me the power to make decisions. I can make the decision."

His fingertips pierced into the flesh, drops of blood flowed into the palm of his hand. The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and spoke with a solemn oath.

I thought that the Qing Dynasty would be able to fight against Qingdi City, and the war between the two sides would last at least ten or eight years. Even if it was useless, it could last two or three years.

Unexpectedly, the Liangjie Pass, which consumed a huge amount of manpower and material resources, was vulnerable. Not only Genghis Khan could not have expected this, but even the Eighth Prince could not understand it.

"Three hundred provinces."

He wiped his mouth, revealing his white teeth. He touched his upper and lower lips together, gestured with three fingers, and spoke carelessly.

"Isn't this too much? Thirty provinces."

The Eighth Prince looked around, suppressed the humiliation in his heart, and bargained, hoping that they would have a smaller appetite.

There were more than 900 provinces in the entire Qing Dynasty, and Huoerchi took one third of them. His appetite was really too big, which made it difficult for the Eighth Prince to accept.

Too greedy, worthy of being called the Scourge of God, comparable to the Russians in the north, who almost swallowed up the whole of Europe in one gulp and devoured the entire human world.

(End of this chapter)