The Great Seminary

Chapter 203 Two Hundred and Three Chapters Calculated Wrong

A time of great strife.

The Ming Dynasty unexpectedly entered its final days at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Meanwhile, the True Dragon Kingdom, thousands of miles away from this decrepit empire and separated by the sea, crossed the ocean like a vampire bat thanks to the emperor's divine power.

They migrated to the bodies of the Ming and Song dynasties for sustenance.

In less than a year.

The population has surged from less than 500,000 to more than 1.5 million today.

Moreover, ninety percent of the country's population are young and strong, and tens of thousands of babies are born every month.

Such a rise to prominence is evident even to a blind man, let alone a naturally intelligent person like Zhenliang.

In addition, as a mid-to-high-ranking general in the True Dragon Kingdom, he had vaguely heard rumors.

The True Dragon Emperor's limit for refining fossilized soldiers is not the current mere three thousand-man armies, but at least one hundred thousand soldiers.

In this situation, as long as the overall situation in Donghezhou changes, Zhang Gui will be tempted to get involved and expand his military.

Zhenliang, who is currently a very influential centurion in the "Jia" rank of the Zhenlong Army, may very well be reduced to a low-ranking officer in a very short time.

It’s the time and the situation.

At that time, it would be extremely difficult to appear before Zhang Gui and win the favor of this supreme dragon.

That's why Zhenliang volunteered to step forward and risked showing off his talent this time.

Unexpectedly, such a surprising result was achieved.

"Go with the momentum, go with the momentum!"

The Emperor's four-character inscription, spoken with golden words, is a precious intangible treasure that can bring glory to one's ancestors and benefit future generations.

If we can build a stronger military domestically, even if it's just by adding another "True Dragon 'A'" army, and selecting commanders of thousands, then everyone will be evenly matched.

Who wouldn't be able to meet His Majesty's expectations of me, hahaha…”

Noticing the barely suppressed joy on his face, the tall boy beside him rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted at Zhang Gui:
"Your Majesty, my name is Feng Hebei, and I am the leader of the 'Seven Heroes of Hung Fook'."

And you must remember my name.

My sworn brother is called Chen Laoshu (Chen the Rat), but he doesn't have a formal name.

Although he's not well-educated, he's very quick-witted; that's when he noticed you were different from everyone else.

Third brother Yao Xiniu, you saw it too, he's the hero who just slapped me...

Zhang Gui was so annoyed by the tall boy's noise, and since he had finished his business, he used his divine power to connect with the elemental rules and instantly disappeared.

They got away!
"Oh, I haven't finished speaking yet, why did you run off?" Feng Hebei said with wide eyes, looking extremely regretful.

"Boss, you don't even know who that person is. So what if they ran away?" the tall young man Yao Xiniu said in a muffled voice.

Before Feng Hebei could answer, the shifty-eyed second brother of the 'Seven Heroes of Hung Fu' said with the same regret:

"Old Niu, you're really stupid. People have a certain amount of 'friendship' when they meet."

Once you give your name and surname, you've made contact.

"And that king just now was clearly a very important figure, a dragon coiled and a tiger crouching..."

"Chen Laoshu, you illiterate idiot, all you know is 'dragon coiled and tiger crouching,' you use that phrase on everyone you meet, it's so noisy."

While Chen Laoshu was speaking, he was actually secretly glancing at Zhenliang's expression.

Now Yao Xiniu interrupted him and even made a sarcastic remark about him not thinking things through.

He chuckled dryly and snuggled closer to the pillow.
"General, you say you're a righteous army that connects the four seas, and that you have another base on a large island at sea, which is why we followed you here..."

At this point, Chen Laoshu suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went black.

When light returned, the world had completely changed.

The deep valley has been transformed into a spacious plaza.

And that 'Great King and Emperor' from before, standing on the high platform, smiled and spoke in a voice as loud as thunder:
"Congratulations to all my fortunate citizens for escaping your tragic fate."

From exploited disaster victims to citizens of a civilized nation. Welcome to the land I created.

Then, together we will build and expand our home, the true dragon…”

Same recipe, same taste.

But for the Ming and Song dynasty famine victims who were tasting 'Zhang Gui's Chicken Soup' for the first time, it was a complete upheaval. They were all dumbfounded and their minds were in turmoil.

Zhang Gui, who was already extremely familiar with the process of 'national education', would naturally leave them with a process of reflection and understanding.

After the speech, no arrangements were made for the new citizens to properly see the prosperity and equality of the capital city.

Instead, they directly arranged meals and accommodations.

Let the exhausted disaster victims have dinner and go to rest.

Afterwards, Zhang Gui, who also had some free time, personally ordered the selection of seven thousand elite soldiers to be forged into stone corpse warriors.

Together with the previous True Dragon 'Army' First, Second, and Third Armies, which were all around a thousand men, they were reorganized into the 'True Dragon Armor First Corps,' which was around ten thousand men, with Gui Sang serving as the general.

Even during the height of the Ming-Song Dynasty, the largest unit of the strongest special forces, the "Thousand-General Flower Dragon Cavalry," consisted of only about 2,400 riders.

Of course, because Zhang Gui cannot yet refine the 'Ten Thousand Stone Corpse Warriors', Old Sang Gui cannot activate the 'Golden Army March' battle formation with a scale of ten thousand people.

This unites the minds of ten thousand stone corpse warriors, unifying their power.

However, as long as the generals are competent and the soldiers have undergone more than six months of formal training, they will be a powerful army capable of participating in real 'national war' battles.

By the time Zhang Gui had hastily assembled the 'True Dragon Armor First Corps',

The commander of this powerful army, Gui Sang, happened to return to the True Dragon Kingdom.

Zhang Gui immediately handed over command of the troops to him.

And in front of his other right-hand man, he confided in him:

"Lord Song, Old Ghost Sang, to be honest, I miscalculated a major matter."

Unexpectedly, the Ming Song state was so easily defeated by Yuan Shan's military might.

It is true that Yuanshan was powerful, and it is also true that Changsheng Tiemu was called a "powerful ruler who walked out of the history books".

However, the Xia-Qing Empire, which was also a nomadic people from the grasslands, suffered repeated defeats and ceded territory to become a vassal state.

However, it has already withstood the onslaught of Yuanshan for more than 20 years.

There's also the Xiangfan Kingdom, plagued by sweltering heat year-round. Although it has lost half of its territory, its special forces, the "White Elephant Army," are no longer the only force to be reckoned with.

But they persisted for 15 or 16 years without their country being destroyed.

Then there's the Tibetan Plateau, a paradise on earth.

Of the three major snow zones—front, middle, and rear—the front and middle zones have already been lost.

But it is said that as long as the most powerful and mysterious Tsang remains in the hands of the Bon Buddhist Tibetan monks, there is still a chance to reclaim the lost territory.

Both are top-tier large countries in the Eastern Continent.

In fact, the territory occupied by the Ming and Song dynasties was even older and more powerful than that of these three countries.

So I thought that no matter what, Emperor Hezheng could hold out for twenty or thirty years under Changsheng Tiemu.

Even if it's only half the original value, it should still be more than ten years.

Our true dragon can still gradually stabilize and develop in an orderly manner.

But who would have thought that the Ming and Song dynasties would suffer such a crushing defeat?

In just two years, the decline has become glaringly obvious.

This forces us, the true dragons, to quickly acquire the ability to protect ourselves.

Therefore, I plan to select 40,000 professional soldiers from those who have served in the military at the beginning of next year.

Four more 'True Dragon Class A Legions' will be formed.

Be prepared to respond at any time to the further collapse of the Ming-Song national power.

(End of this chapter)