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Chapter 41: A Miracle in the History of Human Warfare – A Battle Across Five Thousand Miles!
West Mountain, Xuanzhen Temple, Sanqing Hall.

"Great! Great!"

Upon receiving the news from Hei Yundu, Jia Jing was so overjoyed that he plucked out several strands of his long, gray beard, completely unaware of it.

In just one month, he traversed over 5,000 li in the northern desert, successively capturing the territories of the Bairin Khanate, the Chechen Khanate, the Tushetu Khanate, and the Zasagtu Khanate, and subjugating nearly 200,000 Mongols. Even Huo Qubing, the former champion of the Han Dynasty, had not accomplished this feat.

Moreover, as long as the 300,000 Mongol cavalry outside Datong City cannot return to the northern desert, the three Outer Khalkha tribes will be vassals of the Jia family.

"Owner."

"The young master has already led people south to the Hetao region."

"We expect to reach the Tumochuan Plain in less than five days."

"Commander Shang Ze of the Black Clouds said expressionlessly."

"So fast? Is he confident?"

With a slight frown, Jia Jing's words carried a hint of distrust.

He wasn't doubting Jia Yan's strategy, but capturing Guihua, a key city in the northern frontier, with eight hundred cavalry was no easy task.

Guihua is 500 li away from Datong. Once the Mongol army outside Datong recovers its senses, Jia Yan will have to face hundreds of thousands of Mongol cavalry.

"There should be no problem."

"The young master has already instructed the naturalized brothers to prepare for the reception."

"but."

"But what?"

Jia Jing's old eyes flashed with a chilling sense of oppression as he swept them toward Shang Ze.

"The young master hopes that you can personally write a letter to the leader of the Khorchin tribe."

"And promised that if he surrendered if the situation worsened, the Jia family, with the reputation of being dukes of two countries, would ensure the survival of the Khorchin tribe."

Shang Ze promptly relayed Jia Yan's words to Jia Jing.

"This boy."

Shaking his head slightly, Jia Jing showed a relieved expression.

Clearly, the last time Guihua City fell, the Khorchin tribe was the first Mongol tribe to enter the city. This led Jia Yan to guess the Jia family's dealings with the Khorchin tribe. To be precise, it was a backup plan that Jia Jing had hidden. Otherwise, how could all the officials in Ping'an Prefecture have been killed without exception?

Judging from these words, Jia Yan was not worried about recapturing Guihua City; what he cared about was the fighting in Datong Town and whether he could achieve victory in one battle.

"After months of fighting in Datong, that old man, Surile and Ke, must be getting anxious."

"However, this is not enough to make the Khorchin tribe defect in battle."

"That old man has a young daughter, about the same age as Yan'er. Women from Khorchin have always been the pearls of the grasslands, and the princesses of Khorchin are the moonlight in the hearts of the Mongols. They possess beauty, wisdom, and courage, and it is not disgraceful to our Jia family."

“Go there yourself and deliver the token to Surile and Ke.”

With a deep, meaningful look in his eyes, Jia Jing spoke.

"Yes."

Without saying a word, Shang Ze turned and left.

'Yan'er, I'm too old to help much with what you want to do, so I can only choose a reliable ally for you!'

Gazing at the northwest, Jia Jing's heart remained unsettled for a long time.

Coincidentally, in the Forbidden City, at the Daming Palace.

"The Great Emperor."

"This is the truth that the Hidden Dragon Guards collected from Ping'an Prefecture."

Dai Quan, the Grand Chancellor of the Daming Palace, stood at the lower end with his head bowed and said humbly.

"Snapped!!!"

Emperor Shunkang casually tossed the secret memorial into the brazier, letting the flames completely engulf it.

This scene caused a strange glint to flash in Dai Quan's eyes, but he didn't say a word, simply waiting quietly. "I told you long ago, what the fourth prince did would cause problems."

"Jia Jing and Jia She, one was transferring benefits to the fourteenth prince, and the other was secretly colluding with the Prince of Beijing's mansion."

"The leading figures of the third generation of the Jia family have all stood against him. He should reflect on himself."

As Emperor Shunkang stepped down from his desk, his wrinkled old face showed indescribable disappointment.

The Jia family was the leading family of the founding line. If Emperor Yongping had been able to treat the virtuous and talented with respect, why would he have forced them to the opposite side?

"The Great Emperor."

What should be done about Ping'an Prefecture?

Dai Quan asked cautiously.

"We don't need to worry about the Jia family for now. Jia Jing is a smart man. The reason he did this is to completely bury Jia She's affairs in the dust."

"Since the Jia family is willing to let this matter go, I have no reason to bring it up again. In the end, it is the royal family that has wronged them."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Shunkang's expression darkened considerably, for they were, after all, descendants of Jia Daihua and Jia Daishan.

As for the Prince of Beijing's residence...

"Humph!"

Emperor Shunkang snorted coldly, his face grim, and said, "The Zhu family couldn't protect this empire, so they can't blame anyone else."

"Even the Prince of Xining's Mansion is more qualified to claim the right to inherit the world than them. What is the Prince of Beijing's Mansion?"

"In the past, Zhu Changfang, the Prince of Lu, surrendered with the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty under the swords of the Daqian Dynasty. In order to appease the former Ming people, the Taizu Emperor bestowed upon him the title of Prince of Beijing and made him the sole ruler of Ping'an Prefecture. He enjoyed all kinds of wealth and honor. Unexpectedly, even now, these people still think about restoring the Ming Dynasty."

"The Prince of Beijing's mansion is colluding with the Zhen family, and now they've set their sights on my grandson. They have quite the ambition."

"The Great Emperor."

Dai Quan sensed the ill intent in Emperor Shunkang's tone and quickly looked up, eagerly awaiting his response.

"None of the forces secretly cultivated by the Prince of Beijing's mansion will be spared."

"Collect the evidence of the collusion between the Zhen family and the Prince of Beijing's mansion, and hand it over to the fourth prince."

"When I pass away in the future, these can become the capital for the fourth prince to govern the country, and be used as a warning to others."

"Yes."

Dai Quan quickly replied.

"Still no news about the Jia family's son?"

Emperor Shunkang thought of Jia Yan, the youngest son of Jia Jing, who was promoted as a hope. He had been on the expedition for more than a month, and there was still no news of him.

"Go back to the Emperor."

Dai Quan replied, "After Captain Jia left Gubeikou, he disappeared without a trace."

"They should be heading north to the Xilin Gol Grassland to attack the Bairin tribe's garrison."

"But now, we don't know where he is, and there is no intelligence coming from the Nine Borders."

All eight hundred elite cavalrymen of the Jia family were from Longxi, and the guides were Mongolians they had found months ago. The Hidden Dragon Guard had no way to plant any spies in them and were completely in the dark about Jia Yan's movements.

"Such caution makes me increasingly interested in the Jia family's son."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Shunkang's aged face lit up with a long-lost interest, and he instructed, "Send someone to Datong; his final destination must be there."

"I want to know exactly what he has done the moment he shows his face."

"Yes."

Dai Quan hurriedly left Daming Palace and arranged for someone to go to Datong Town.

No one knew that this sixteen-year-old Tiger General had made a raid of over 5,000 li, creating a miracle in the history of world warfare.

(End of this chapter)