Zhu Youjian: Taizu has an order! kill!

Mo Shan's words were like water pouring into a frying pan.

The surrounding Mohist disciples saw that Juzi finally agreed to come out.

For a moment, cheers resounded throughout the restaurant.

Then they all saluted and shouted towards Mo Shan.

"I will obey the orders of the great master!"

Looking at the high-spirited Mo family disciples around him, Mo Shan seemed to see himself in a trance when he was a child.

At that time, he was also extremely disgusted with the previous giant's decision to hide from the world.

"That's all...you still have to go out and fight at the age of sixty or seventy."

"Master Wen, the Mo family can take action."

"But I need one thing."

Mo Shan turned his head and spoke to Wen Tiren crisply.

Wen Tiren shrugged indifferently.

"Okay, as long as we can defend Nanjing City, you can have my head if you want."

"I want your head so you can enter Lingyan Pavilion, right?"

"That's for sure, otherwise I would still be struggling at this age."

"You are quite candid. It seems that you and my Mo family are destined to be different people."

"As long as you can join the cabinet, it doesn't matter whether you are with me or not. Stop talking nonsense. Just say what you want."

"Heh, I heard that His Majesty gave you an Emperor's Sword when he sent you here?"

"Yes, you want it?"

"Well, give me the Emperor's Sword, and then all of you listen to my command. If you cannot defend Nanjing City, I, the Mo family, will apologize!"

hiss...

Wen Tiren wiped his face and felt numb immediately when he saw that Mo Shan actually wanted the Emperor's Sword.

Good guy, you really dare to speak!

But after just a moment's thought, Wen Tiren asked the person at the door to bring the Emperor's Sword in without saying a word.

"Take it."

"With this sword, you can use all the supplies in Nanjing City."

"Anyone who disobeys orders can be killed first and then punished."

"I hope you're not bragging."

"I came to you, so the Mo family is gambling."

Wen Tiren's straightforwardness made Mo Shan couldn't help but look at this guy.

Although this guy is very powerful, I have to say that he is indeed an old fox.

He knows how to protect himself very well.

Even this old fox was manipulated by His Majesty into risking his life. He was really worried that Mo Ruyu would be manipulated by His Majesty.

Hey...

That's all, there's no point thinking about it now.

Since everyone within the Mo family has decided to go out, he can only comply with everyone.

"Everyone be quiet!"

"Now follow my orders!"

"Mo Teng, please quickly take inventory of the warehouse. I want to know how much grain, grass and equipment there are."

"Mo Fei, I want you to quickly go to the city and post a notice, and give money to mobilize the people to chop down trees and collect rocks around. The more the better!"

"Mo Long, please quickly take five hundred people to the towns around Nanjing Prefecture that have not yet fallen into decline, and mobilize the people to move into Nanjing Prefecture."

"Mo Jiu, please prepare your soldiers and use money from the storehouse to expand the number of soldiers. Give each person five taels of silver according to the treatment of the Ming Dynasty's first-class army. Tell the young men in the city that whoever goes into battle to kill the enemy will be counted as military merit."

"I want you to bring me a militia of 100,000 people within a week!"

"Mo Ruyu, you will lead the remaining Mohist disciples to take over all the blacksmith shops in the city and open the official warehouses to make equipment."

"I need you to sort out the conflicts needed to defend the city as soon as possible."

"If you don't have enough iron, use wood. Anyway, there is a group of militiamen on the other side, and there is no armor protection."

A series of orders were quickly spoken from Mo Shan's mouth.

After receiving the order, the Mohist disciples immediately took action and began to take over the defense of Nanjing City.

Upon seeing this, Wen Tiren quickly asked his subordinates to follow him to get the relevant military symbols and documents.

After they were the only two people left in the restaurant, he shook his head and said.

"After all, he has studied the art of war, and he is much clearer about arranging things than I am."

"But are you sure you want to recruit troops in the city?"

"Although His Majesty gave the emperor the sword, military power..."

Wen Tiren said this and did not continue.

This man is also an old fox, so he must understand what he means.

Recruiting 100,000 militiamen at once...

This number is too much.

"You said it yourself, holding the Emperor's Sword is as if His Majesty is here personally."

"What's wrong with recruiting some troops?"

"Besides, if we don't recruit troops, there won't be enough people standing on the walls of Nanjing City. You are going to take the lead and defend it."

"And since we, the Mo family, have come out of the mountain, we naturally need to find a big gift to pave the way for the court."

"I think the Three Anti-Kings have a good number of heads, so they can be put to good use."

many?

Mo Shan rolled his eyes and explained helplessly.

Brother, Nanjing is so big.

If you don't recruit people, how can you defend the city wall?

If he weren't afraid of His Majesty's misunderstanding, he would be prepared to get two hundred thousand in one go!

Youdao is that Han Xin ordered more troops, the better.

Soldiers are the chips in the general's hand, the more the better.

"Forehead..."

"Are you still planning to fight out?"

What Mo Shan said made sense, and Wen Tiren couldn't refute it.

But the last two sentences stunned him.

how?

Are you still planning to counter the rebellion?

"You are a minister of the court, and you have been ordered to eliminate corrupt officials in the southern part of the Ming Dynasty."

"Now that these corrupt officials have rebelled, why don't they kill them and keep them for the New Year?"

"By the way, don't you want to enter Lingyan Pavilion?"

"To put it bluntly, your martial arts skills are not as good as those celebrities in the Tang Dynasty."

"If you don't rely on your military exploits to make up for it, even if you are ranked first, it will be a joke."

"When the time comes, future generations will compare you with Changsun Wuji. One is a capable minister in governing the country, and the other is an iron bastard."

"Do you think it's embarrassing?"

"There is such a good opportunity now. If you can kill the anti-king, at least you will have military merit."

"It won't be embarrassing to be on the list."

Mo Shan chuckled, lowered his voice and spoke to Wen Tiren.

What a great opportunity.

If the rebel king can be killed, Mo Ruyu's prestige will definitely increase greatly, and the Mo family will have greater weight in the court.

By the way, you can also make friends with Wen Tiren, the Zuozhuguo, killing two birds with one stone!

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Let's defend Nanjing City first and then talk about it."

"You have to show me your skills first, otherwise I won't mess around with you."

"As for face...it's a good thing if you get it! I don't care!"

However, as an old fox, Wen Tiren is not so easy to fool.

He calmed down instantly after just a slight flutter.

He waved his hand and drew a pie directly.

Do you want me to support you and give your daughter more military honors?

sure!

Let’s hold Nanjing first and then talk.

Damn it, paint a cake for me...

Do you think you are His Majesty?

"Okay, let me first show you what the Mohist Art of War is."

have to...

Mo Shan was not angry at being painted the wrong way.

He agreed with a smile.

He knew that Wen Tiren's heart must be moved at this time.

This guy is willing to die for his reputation, so how can he not care about the comments of future generations?

If he wants to be number one in Lingyan Pavilion, he must find a way not to fall behind Gongsun Wuji.

There is something to say.

It’s not scary to hit the rankings, whoever is the loser will be embarrassed!

(I straightened it out. I haven’t changed the outline and the text is stuck, but after I changed it, the text is stuck...)

(Damn it...it’s still a bit awkward for me to write history for the first time.)