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A huge tent was built on a platform surrounded by piles of low wooden piles, and under the platform inside the logs was a tightly packed soil layer.

Such a tent built on a high platform shows its identity, highlights the status of a large tent, and can also isolate moisture and rain.

On the huge carpet is a burning brazier.

On the top of the big tent, a golden wolf looks up at the sky, making a long howl.

The roasted mutton on the brazier on the carpet of the big tent sizzled, and the mutton fat dripped on the charcoal fire, giving off a strong fragrance.

"What kind of sheep did that little white-faced emperor send here, and what's his name?" Sitting at the head of the tent, Ye Luhao, the king of the Khitan North Court and the leader of the Liaodong conquest, was holding a knife in his hand, waiting for his servants to cut the mutton up.

"His brother-in-law is called You Yanghou." The young general who was the first position on the left of the lower head said for him.

"Ah, yes, the weather is still like this. It seems that the little emperor is in a hurry. The party members have helped us a lot!" The hair is completely shaved, leaving only a braid in the middle that is a little gray, and the huge snub nose is as conspicuous as a sarcoma left on the face.

"Xiao Qi, you are the most important young general of the Holy Majesty and the deputy leader of the Xiao Department, analyze and analyze it." Ye Luhao said to the young man who had just helped him answer the question.

The young man called Xiao Qi has fair skin, and his unrestrained bun is backwards. Unlike ordinary Khitans, he has two braids on the left and right. He simply cuts off half of his hair and combs the rest back. , the tail of the braid is a gold ring to hold the hair, and the bun on the top of the head is a hairpin with a long hair.

Xiao Qi has a handsome appearance, and his tall hooked nose highlights his more extreme ethnic minority origin.

"Dangxiang in the Northwest held back a large number of Song's troops, and we secretly funded the Uyghur nobles and encouraged them to force Tangxiang to leave the country and return to his homeland. Now, the only way for Tangxiang to gain a foothold is to fight to the death and regain their ancestral homeland.

As far as we Khitan people are concerned, although Dangxiang Liguo is an extra powerful enemy to the Northwest, it can form a pincer attack on the Song State. Now the Holy One is thinking about this matter. If we can win a few games in Liaodong, then The Jurchens will be defeated, and when they surrender, we will try our best to force Goryeo to surrender, and then we will be able to deal with the vulnerable Liaodong Mansion of the Song Army. "

The soldiers took off the roasted mutton, quickly divided the whole mutton with a dagger, and handed Yeluhao a burnt leg of lamb. When it was picked up, he waved his hand and pointed to the lamb chop.

"Xiao Dutong really doesn't know how to eat. It's fun to eat big pieces of meat!" The warrior next to him took the leg of lamb without cutting it with a knife, and bit it with big mouthfuls. steaming.

A large plate of lamb chops was delivered to the table, Xiao Qi raised the bowl to drink the goat milk, picked up a delicious lamb chop and picked it up with a knife.

"Speaking of which, that He Yuantong is still useless. He didn't dare to attack after fighting for so long. He's a complete loser." Duo Zai continued to scold.

"These people are especially untrustworthy. When we completely conquer the surrounding area and let the Koreans build warships for us, we can expand the number of ships. When the time comes to attack from the sea and plunder the rich southern country of Song State, that would be great. It's done." Zuo Duhu Yelu Ahai said with a smile, as if remembering something happy, he picked up the mutton handed to him and ate it with big mouthfuls.

"Then what about this? What do you think?" Yeluhao asked.

Xiao Qi finished eating a mutton chop, took a sip of wine, and picked up another one to look at everyone: "Be patient, hold on, we are now the first to start a war with the Liaodong Mansion of the Song State, and it will have an impact on the situation of the Jurchen war, and Beiyuan The other end is watching our jokes, and none of the people in the South Court did anything, just waiting for us to hold Song Jun back."

"Hmph, Yelu Anqi, this bastard, has always been yin and yang. On the other side of Beiyuan, he has 40 troops in his hands. He has to wait for He Yuantong to revolt, and then he has to wait for the party to fight back. Now everything is coming, and we have to wait. You are a complete coward, how can this kind of person be the royal family of our wolf clan?" Yeluhao scolded dissatisfied.

"Don't talk about it!" Yelu Ahai's younger brother Yelu Abao advised, "He is not an ordinary person, he uses soldiers like a god, but he is a commander praised by the Holy One."

"Hmph, that's his fate, he is so powerful, why was the Northern Plains Protectorate built by the Song people!" Yeluhao sneered sneeringly.

"No matter what, it's our Liaodong's responsibility now. I don't know what the Song people have planned. Hey, it will snow heavily in a short time. No matter what, it won't be easy to fight."

Those present are all veterans of the battlefield. October is approaching, and the troops will be exhausted after the bitter cold weather.

In Liaodong Mansion, after inspecting the army, Shen Bai had dinner with all the generals and attended the reception banquet. When he woke up, he was already in another world.

In Liaodong in the morning, the sun has not yet fully risen, making the cold air drift. The streets in the city are very wide, and most of the scattered shops are opened by the family members of the army. The dense flow of people in the market is no less than that of Dongshi. The inclusion makes the diet here also colorful.

With Shunzi, Xiao Yan, and Daniel, Shen Bai walked on the only street, looked at the scenery in the market, and walked near a breakfast shop.

A large iron pot is gurgling on the stove placed along the street, and the rich aroma of mutton is overflowing.

On the small pot next to it, the quick-fried oil cakes in the small oil pot are placed on the wire mesh cover along the edge of the pot to control the oil and let it cool.

"Hungry, young master." Daniel said smelling the fragrance.

Shen Bai smiled: "Then sit down and eat."

Xiao Yan stepped forward to help Shunzi clean the table and chairs, Shen Bai shook his hand: "It's okay, you go and order something to eat."

An old sergeant on the table next to him looked at it and smiled: "That's right, old-fashioned old shop, although the table is black, it's clean and polished."

Shen Bai looked at the old man's small bowl of haggis with pepper, and ate it with relish in a small iron jug, sipping the wine.

"There are old soup haggis, and fried dough pie." Shunzi came over and said.

"Okay, let's go!" Chen Bai sniffed the fragrance and attracted the greedy worms.

Three people each get a big bowl of boiled mutton, and then three big bowls for Da Niu, plus all the deep-fried oil pies.

Youdou is a unique food here, with shredded pumpkin, flour, minced garlic, minced ginger, minced pepper and salt.

Deep-fried and crispy with one bite.

The haggis soup is boiled hot and delicious, sprinkled with pepper to remove the fishy smell, topped with minced green garlic to enhance the aroma, and a few green pepper leaves sprinkled on it, the mouth is delicious and fragrant.

"It's delicious." Shen Bai gave a rare compliment.

The twenty oil pies that came up were wiped out, Shen Bai looked at Xiao Yan who didn't eat two, and looked at Da Niu who took one bite and smiled.

"The shopkeeper, give us all the oil pies." After Shen Bai finished speaking, the shopkeeper immediately picked them up and sent over thirty of them.

Shen Bai held it for Xiao Yan and Shunzi, "Eat more, there is no bottomless pit for Daniel to eat, and he won't starve to death if he eats less."

Daniel was told to laugh.

The old sergeant who was drinking finished his last bite of haggis, and called to the boss: "Here are two oil pies, which happen to be soaked in haggis soup."

The boss came over and smiled: "No, it's all sold out, and the rest will be filled by the guests at this table."

The old sergeant looked at Shen Bai's table, showing a little disappointed look.

"How much does the old man eat?" Shen Bai looked at him.

"Two are enough." The old sergeant said with a smile, showing a blushing face.

Shen Bai pretended to be two and handed them over: "One more bowl of soup, junior please."

"I'm sorry, it's all wrong, son, you let Youdun!" The old sergeant smiled with his front teeth missing.

"It's okay, the shopkeeper will have a bowl of haggis again." Shen Bai waved his hand.

The shopkeeper filled a bowl and handed it to the sergeant: "Old Ding, you met a nobleman early in the morning!"

The old sergeant took it with a smile, and looked at Shen Bai who was sitting next to him: "That's right, this young man is very rich at first glance, at least he is a magistrate in his family."

Shen Bai smiled: "Then I will accept your good words."

Xiao Yan and Shunzi also smiled, both of them were tall and good at eating, Shen Bai asked them to eat more, and even gave them his haggis.

The four masters and servants ate about the same, and a team of imperial guards came quickly. When people entered the city yesterday, they saw this kind of sergeant in purple clothes and capes. They felt that they were much more powerful than ordinary soldiers, so they immediately wrote it down. .

When the imperial army appeared, passers-by all watched. Qianhu, the imperial army leading the team, stood in front of the haggis stand with a treasured knife in his hand, and saluted Shen Bai: "Commander, the deputy governor is waiting for you."

Shen Bai looked at Daniu who was about to leave, and then looked at the respectful Jing Zeming, smiling like a child who made a mistake.

Shunzi paid the bill, and Shen Bai accompanied the imperial army back to the Governor's Mansion.

"Old Ding, how many commanders do we have in Liaodong?" the haggis stall owner couldn't help asking.

The old sergeant recovered from what happened just now, and said bitterly, "There are two governors, and only one handsome."

When Shen Bai returned to the Military and Political Palace of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, Jia Shiqing and Ji Yuan came together. They both lived in the Ji Mansion, and Ji's family naturally knew about Shen Bai's relationship with their family.

"Ah Bai, you're going out again. This place is no better than Bianjing. It's not safe to go out." Jia Shiqing said dissatisfied.

Even though Ji Yuan knew about their relationship, he was still surprised by Jia Shiqing and Shen Bai's attitude.

"Come out for a walk, and take a look at the situation in Liaodong." Shen Bai said lightly, if he wanted to assassinate him, the governor of Liaodong right now, unless it was arranged by an acquaintance, it would not be arranged so quickly.

"Anyway, it's better for the supervisor to be careful." Ji Yuan also persuaded, fearing that Jia Shiqing would speak too aggressively in order to save face in front of him.

Shen Bai smiled and nodded in agreement.

"The cannon and artillery have arrived in secret." Jia Shiqing reminded, because of the secret, Shu Yu arranged for someone to pretend to be a caravan and send five cannons and ammunition, along with the artillery.

"Han Baitao, a hundred artillerymen, came to report that he wanted to collect urine from the army and use it to make gunpowder." Jia Shiqing felt a little disgusted when he thought of this request.

"That's making saltpeter." Shen Bai said: "Make him a thousand households, and set up a secret military artillery department in Liaodong, specializing in the manufacture of gunpowder and imitation cannons."

"Imitation, this is a secret of the imperial court." Jia Shiqing said worriedly.

"The imperial court's iron and coal are not as good as ours. Goryeo has plenty of iron ore. By the way, have you contacted the caravan?" Shen Bai asked nervously.

"It has been connected. He is a Korean businessman. He is very famous. He is the nephew of the King of Korea. His name is Pu Zhong."

"Arrange the trade of porcelain, cloth and fur, and exchange their iron ore and stone coal. Pay more quickly, and I will draw their attention."

Jia Shiqing nodded: "The Jurchens, do you want the Koreans to pass on a message?"

"No, I want them to come to me on their own initiative." Shen Bai said confidently.